It was not only Han Shaoqing who felt Xia Bing's killing intent, but also the other people around him who watched the show.

The girl holding the sword in the field, the killing intent emanating from her bones, the chill emanating from the ice spell, and Xia Bing's unwavering eyes......

All of them make the people around them tremble.

It is a disregard for life.

Absolute disregard!

At this moment, many people remembered the slaughtered chickens, ducks, fish, and various low-level spirit beasts in the kitchens of some restaurants......

When they were killing those spirit beasts, they had exactly the same eyes as Xia Bing was now.

Stun, bleed, disembowel, scrape the contents of the belly, and then peel the skin, shave the hair, very fast.

Ignoring the struggles of those animals, from slaughter to cooking, a series of actions are like a smooth flow.

That is a kind of disregard for life.

But those cooks kill animals to live better, what about Xia Bing?

While they were thinking, the battle in the arena was nearing its end.

Xia Bing held the neck of the young master of Qingxia Sect in one hand and rushed to the battle ground of ordinary disciples, and within a moment, all kinds of screams kept coming......

When everyone came back to their senses, all they saw were stumps and severed arms, and the battle site was dyed blood-red......

"Very strong!" This is the evaluation given by Han Shaoqing.

If he still had a little sense of superiority before, then now the superiority of breaking through to level 14 is gone in an instant.

With a snap, the young master of Qingxiamen was thrown in the field by Xia Bing, and the tip of the sword pointed at his neck.

Feeling the chill emanating from the tip of the sword, the young master of Qingxiamen opened his eyes in horror and kept retreating.

Correct......

There were so many dead people on the field that he only stepped back a little and touched half of the corpses.

That's right, half of it.

A disciple of the Qingxia Sect was cut in half from head to toe, without a trace of blood spilling out, and the wound was covered with a thin layer of ice.

At a glance, you can see who this masterpiece is.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, please, I won't talk nonsense anymore, please, can't I call your aunt and grandmother?

I am my father's only son, as long as you let me go today, once I take over the Qingxia Sect, I will not dare to go against the Lanyue Sect, I will definitely obey your dispatch.

Please, please......"

Although his body was trembling, the young master of Qingxiamen kept kneeling on the ground and kowtowing at this moment, and he had nothing to do with the young man just now.

"Tell Senior Sister that the battlefield has been taken care of." Xuanyuan Tian'er came over with a group of people.

Due to Xia Bing's strong intervention, no one died on Lanyuezong's side, and even those who were injured were only slightly injured, and there was no damage to the combat power in the slightest.

The young man with a broken arm and covered in dirt was still pleading bitterly, no matter how many wrong things he had done, no matter what grievances the two sects had, it was undeniable that some of the people present still relented.

"Young Master Xia, this is not a big deal, not to mention, you have already destroyed all the elite disciples of Qingxia Sect, this time it can be regarded as a lesson for him, or spare his life.

After all, it is not easy for immortal cultivators to get heirs, the master of this Qingxia Sect is now a level 16 powerhouse, and it is even more difficult to have an heir, he is just such a lone seedling, please ...... "There is no need to say the rest of the words.

Looking at the head of the Xia Witch in her hand, the corners of some people's mouths twitched, some people closed their eyes, and some people were incredulous......

Some are full of hatred and horror......

"Everyone has to pay for their actions, you are not a three-year-old child, you have to talk about your age, how many of you here today are younger than me?

I'll leave my words here today, in my Xia Bing's world, there is no right or wrong.

All I know is that those who provoke me deserve to die, and those who stand in my way deserve to be killed!

What is the moral bottom line?

What background forces?

What sect is involved?

Nothing in my eyes.

In my eyes, there have always been only three kinds of people, strangers, enemies, and my own people, and it's as simple as that. ”

Xia Bing said, directly threw the head in his hand on the ground, and looked at the gorgeous clothes on the headless corpse, as well as the storage bag on his waist.

Said to Xuanyuan Tian'er: "Go and pick up the corpse." ”

If it weren't for the fact that she now had to hold the façade of the Lanyue Sect, she would actually want to do it herself.

No way, after staying in a ghost place like the end of the world for a long time, some things have become a habit.

For example, picking up corpses.

In the last days, cleaning the battlefield and picking up corpses are everyone's favorites.

Because that means a battle wins, it means a good harvest.

As one of the three masters in China, she shouldered the livelihood of the entire Hope Base, and at that time she was more nervous about resources than anyone else.

Therefore, cleaning the battlefield and picking up corpses is her favorite.

All Xia Bing's presumptuousness, arrogance, all the strange actions of the Lanyue Sect, and all the speculations of everyone......

All ended with Qingxia Gate and the destruction of the whole sect.

Xia Bing took the lead and turned to the place where they had been staying, and where they passed, the crowd automatically dispersed into a large avenue.

As if this deterrent was not enough, Xia Bing sat cross-legged on the ground, and then began to dig things out of the storage bag.

A black "little pineapple", two, three, four......

It wasn't until the pile of black "little pineapples" in front of him was piled up into a hill that Xia Bing stopped.

Then he explained to the people of the Lanyue Sect: "Okay, let's cultivate with peace of mind, after all, some people are not afraid of death, and we can't beat them if they attack in groups."

What's more, good words are hard to persuade damn ghosts, no matter how much we say now, no one will believe it, so why waste saliva. ”

Before the words fell, she closed her eyes and began to cultivate, treating all the people around her and the pile of black things in front of her as air.

Silence all around!

I don't know how long it took, Nangong Cui said cautiously: "That's ...... Thunder Atom is right? ”

"Oh my God, it's the legendary Thunder Atom!"

"What are thunder atoms?"

"Cut, I really don't know it, it's something below level 20 that is used to die together, I heard that it must be a master above level 15, condensed at the time of death, and the power of detonation is comparable to that of the detonation."

"......" Everyone who heard this even lightened their breath, for fear of accidentally detonating the pile of black things in front of the witch.

Some people also counted carefully: "31." ”

As soon as the number "hiss......" came out, everyone changed color when they heard it.

Although the pile of thunder atoms is not of the same grade, the low one is level 15, and the high one is eighteen. There are nine levels, but there are a lot of them.

Of course, the most important thing is that the highest strength present is level 14.

So many thunder plains were detonated together, and everyone was trapped in this square, even if you have monstrous skills, you have to die without a place to bury.

Ruthless!

Really ruthless!

Xia Bing, who closed his eyes, sneered in his heart, how is it? Scared, right?

With so many thunder atoms, I ask you if you are afraid?