Chapter Seventy-One: The ruthless killing shook the sky, and it was still fearful to escape from death
axiom
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Ling Zifeng looked at the group of crazy people in front of him strangely as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight, this was simply a group of idiots, and they actually talked about the axioms.
"In the past twenty years, the Ling family of Tanglin Shenjian Villa has been completely killed, where are you people who claim to be famous and upright?"
"Not long ago, Jiangnan Qinfu was destroyed, and there were no chickens and dogs left in the house, and only two weak women survived, where is your justice?"
"Now, the eldest lady of the Qin family is lying in the Qingfeng Pavilion of the Liu family, with only half a month of life left, and the executioner of all this is by your side, where is your justice?"
"Since you want justice, I, Ling Zifeng, will give you an axiom today! With the sword in my hand, I will send you justice!"
Ling Zifeng's indifferent voice resounded through people's hearts, and no color could be seen on his gray face, as if what he said had nothing to do with him at all. It's just the awe-inspiring killing intent in his eyes, but he doesn't hide it in any way, since someone is looking for death, he doesn't care about killing a few more people, it's a group of damned people anyway.
"Ling Zifeng, do you want to be the enemy of the world? Someone in the crowd roared again.
"Humph!"
"It's really a bunch of idiots who don't know whether to live or die, just pull out their swords and wipe their necks if they want to die, why bother running so far away from the sky, and dying is so humiliating. ā
Li Qianqian sneered and sneered, and Liang Wanru, who was standing side by side with her, nodded in agreement.
The two of them secretly followed Liu Ru and the others, and Xiao Yelan had to keep the two of them by his side after his hair, in case something happened, I am afraid that Ling Zifeng would really turn his face with him completely.
Xiao Yelan looked at Li Qianqian and asked puzzledly, "What do you mean by Miss Li's words, aren't you worried about Brother Ling's safety at all?"
Worried about his safety?
Li Qianqian seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, pointed to the crowd on the side and said: "You are still worried about their safety, these people stabbed the hornet's nest and didn't know it, I dare to guarantee that they will die miserably." ā
Li Qianqian's words were like sounding the death knell of urging, Ling Zifeng walked forward step by step, with a biting chill all over his body, and his cold eyes stared at the crowd so wantonly.
I don't know if I was stared at by Ling Zifeng's eyes, or if I was really impatient. I don't know who shouted "Kill", and then the crowd began to surge, rushing over one after another.
Laugh at!
Ling Zifeng raised his head, the Soul Devouring Sword rushed out of its scabbard, and with a backhand move, it was held in his hand, and the violent words were so low that only he could hear them: What about slaughtering the world?
Chasing the sun and the moon, a sword turned its head empty.
Under the blue sky and white sun, the sword light flickered like a cold star, until it turned into a brilliant and charming sword qi storm swept out, like a hungry wolf rushing into the flock, but there was no screaming and wailing, only the sound of hoho panting, dozens of people suddenly stopped, and slowly fell in front of Ling Zifeng.
Hiss!
Everyone gasped, such a fast sword, such a ruthless sword, such an accurate sword.
Everyone who fell to the ground sealed their throats with a sword, and it was not until the scar on the dead throat that a trace of blood was revealed, indicating that this fatal sword was so fast that even the body could not react.
withdraw
All the people who rushed out were frightened and took several steps back, and then they realized what a terrible person they had provoked, a cold-blooded killer who killed people without blinking.
"Do you want to retreat now, it's too late, splitting mountains and rivers, and a sword across the sky to respect eternity. ā
Ling Zifeng sneered, the blood-colored long sword pointed at the sky and the earth, and the sword qi swirled around him like a swimming dragon, until it turned into endless brilliant brilliance, cutting out of the air like a match.
Such a violent sword qi, no one can stop it, and it can't be stopped, even if someone stirs up all the energy of his body to protect his body, he can still only watch the sword light cut through his chest, and his body is broken into two and falls to the ground.
Everything happened so quickly, but in the blink of an eye, one or two hundred people died again, the poison of Ling Zifeng's methods, and the ruthlessness of his attack had made Xiao Yelan completely understand how accurate Li Qianqian's words were, and even he felt that Li Qianqian's description was too subtle.
"This is a hornet's nest, and this is clearly a lone wolf who chooses to devour people. Xiao Yelan muttered to herself.
Only the Xiao Liu family who stayed out of the matter, as well as Bi Xiaosheng and other martial arts celebrities, watched the blood flowing on the ground, and hundreds of people died, just for the ethereal dream of the rivers and lakes, is it really worth it!
However, whether they sighed or regretted, the killing was still continuing, at this time, Ling Zifeng had already killed red eyes, and the human sword rushed into the crowd, and no one survived in the place he passed, not even one who could breathe, his body was covered with crimson blood, but not a drop was his own.
Time passed very slowly, it was like hundreds of years had passed, even the living Hades and other people in the evil path felt that Ling Zifeng at this time was the real evil demon, he was young but murderous, so many people died under his sword and were unmoved.
"Amitabha, Master Ling has already killed so many people, why don't you put down the butcher knife!" Master Mingde pronounced a Buddha horn, his eyes full of compassion.
Ling Zifeng grabbed the figure in front of him with his backhand, cut his neck with a sword, and stared at Master Mingde with a sneer: "Monk, you want to cross me to become a Buddha, but unfortunately I don't respect the Buddha, I don't respect heaven and earth, I only respect the sword in my hand." ā
And at this moment, in the pavilion in the distance, Yin Mugu and a man in black stood in front of the window, looking at Ling Zifeng's figure, and sighed: "This kid is even more terrifying than before, even the old man is probably not sure that he can win him." ā
Lord Dharma Protector, shall we just let him go?How shall we explain to the Xue Venerable Throne?" The man in black looked at Yin Mugu with some concern, he knew how terrible the price of not completing the task was.
"Humph!"
"Don't worry, although the old man has to obey his orders, he is not under his jurisdiction, how can he bear me!"
"I wanted to take the opportunity to let the Soul Devouring Sword unseal, take away the sword first, and find a way to get the sword codex, but I didn't expect this kid to become so strong, we can only retreat first, find another opportunity, let's go." Yin Mugu smiled coldly, and slowly disappeared into the pavilion with the man in black after speaking.
At this time, Ling Zifeng found that there was no trace of Yin Mugu in the field, and he couldn't help but be angry, he was still careless, and even let him run away.
"Ahh
"Yin Mugu, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces. ā
Ling Zifeng roared violently, looked at the only remaining Mo family horses in the field, and roared violently: "You all deserve to die!"
"Donor, you have to spare people!"
Master Mingde flashed up, and the eighteen disciples behind him followed closely to protect him, but he was still one step slower, and that step became a moat, and it was too late to stop Ling Zifeng.
Ling Zifeng's heart swelled with unsolvable hatred, turning into a life-destroying sword, the wind and clouds danced alone, the sword qi was volleyed, one sword sealed the sky, one sword suppressed the nine shadows, the sword light was like a king's landing, and all life fell and surrendered in front of him.
The Mo family, from now on, will also be removed from this Tanglin City, everyone died here, no one can resist, just a simple person and a sword, buried the Jiang family, destroyed the Mo family, and even Yin Mugu, who was standing behind them, had already turned his back on them and escaped alone.
The Mo family was not dead, there was also a Mo Xiaoyao, who stood far away and escaped, Mo Xiaoyao, whose face was pale, saw Ling Zifeng's eyes glancing at him, and knew that he could not escape alive, so he pulled out his saber and slammed his backhand sword into his chest.
"Ling Zifeng, sooner or later, one day you will be broken into thousands of pieces, I will wait for you under Jiuquan. Mo Yao's resentful words, as if they were from the curse of the Nine Shadows, made people shudder.
Ling Zifeng slashed out with a sword in his hand, the sword qi roared by, Mo Xiaoyao's head fell to the ground in response, and the Soul Devouring Sword was slowly inserted into the scabbard, and said indifferently: "Even if you die, you can only be a headless ghost, if you want to watch me die, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it." ā
"Amitabha, sin, sin. ā
Master Mingde bowed his head and pronounced the Buddha's horn, the sandalwood beads in his hand were swaying rapidly, and he recited the mantra of the past life in his mouth, surpassing the souls of the dead in this place.