Hou Qiao's death was expected by everyone, but seeing him killed with his own eyes was still very shocking.

After all, he is a powerhouse in the late realm of the Martial Sect, even if he looks at the entire vast Cangyun Heavenly Domain, there are only a few people, and they are all admired existences.

These people are all proud of the pinnacle, overlooking hundreds of millions of warriors in the Heavenly Domain.

But at this moment, Hou Qiao fell, and Yong Mihe was suppressed by mountains and rivers, refining and tormenting, and suffered endless pain, until 10,000 years later, he disappeared and turned into dust.

In a short period of time, there are two fewer of these strong people, how can they not make people feel emotional and surprised?

Maybe some people didn't realize a little bit until this moment, and the original cultivation was so powerful, but they would still fall, not to the end of their lives, but to be killed by others.

Thinking of this, the eyes of some martial artists became trance-like, and their pupils were dilated, and they actually lost their goals, which caused a rift in the heart of martial arts, and they could not go further in the future.

But there are also warriors who are arrogant, and there is a boiling blood tide surging in their bodies.

In their eyes, Hou Qiao is a big mountain.

In the past, I felt that this mountain could not be surged, and could only be admired and admired.

But now, their hearts are suddenly clear.

It turns out that this mountain is not insurmountable, but they are not yet so strong.

Climbing is to set a goal, keep climbing towards the heights, overcome all kinds of difficulties and obstacles, cross the mountains, and then strive towards the next goal.

Until, I became a target.

In this way, maybe it can be called powerful, right?

Just like standing with his hands in his hands now, stepping on the sky, overlooking their Junyi, he thinks that it is the peak of the sky, the existence of reaching the top of the sky.

Since the fall of the Jun family for thousands of years, most of them have almost grown up listening to the legend of Jun Yi, and I don't know how many have set the Jun family as a target and chased him.

But it wasn't until they met the real person that they realized how ridiculous this idea was, that it was not a mountain at all, but an impassable moat, cutting through the heavens and the earth.

"Tapp..."

At this time, Jun Yi slowly turned around, and his warm and peaceful gaze fell again, looking at the many figures on the iceberg.

The terrifying majesty swept over, making the warriors of the Nine Peaks Sect tremble, fear spread, and finally remembered their situation, their faces turned pale in an instant, and there was no blood at all, and there were even people who fell to the ground and fainted alive,

"Boom!"

Almost at the same time, there was a roar in the surrounding void.

A blazing flame diffused up, condensing a terrifying fire demon phantom, who was hanging his head, looking at them with a hideous sneer, and the killing intent in his eyes grew stronger.

If you look closely, you can still see that there are countless ice glasses around the body of the fire demon, which are undulating and spreading, and there is a cold chill flickering in it, like a deadly blade, hanging mercilessly.

The terrifying vision stretched across the sky, enveloping the warriors of the Nine Peaks Sect.

Dayoujun Yi opened his mouth, and he made them disappear into the void, and the terrifying murderous intent was full of ruthlessness and ruthlessness, without the slightest mercy at all.

Jun Yi lowered his eyes, and his face did not change at all, but after glancing at it, he looked away, and instead looked in the direction of Feihua Palace, and then raised his hand and waved lightly: "Carefully check the list." ”

"Kill!"

As soon as these words fell, it seemed to kick off the killing.

Mo Yiqian and the drunken madman looked at each other, and a lot of news from the spies flashed in their minds, comparing their faces with the martial artists standing below.

Then, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, the ice-paved mountains were dyed crimson.

For a while, blood filled the void, screams continued to stop, and the entire Ice Glass Mountain Range seemed to have become a purgatory on earth, which was terrifying.

The surrounding disciples of the Nine Peaks Sect, as well as the women of the Flying Flower Palace, didn't even dare to look at it.

Those disciples of the Nine Peaks Sect who were in it trembled even more, like ostriches, burying their faces on the ground, and the whole person knelt down and trembled, muttering incessantly, begging and praying, wanting to get a glimmer of life.

In the distance, Yuan Yao and the others Flying Flower Palace Elders changed their faces and looked at them with jealousy, Mo Yiqian and the drunken two who were indifferently killing, and they were very shocked by their ruthlessness.

But when they swept past Jun Yi not far away, the superfluous thoughts in their hearts completely dissipated, and they were all filled with fear.

At this moment, they suddenly woke up and remembered that the purpose of Jun Yi's trip was not to relieve them, but to take revenge.

If you talk about revenge, the target naturally includes them.

Especially when he touched Jun Yi's gaze, there were even elders who couldn't hold on, their whole body was paralyzed, and they almost fell to their knees directly.

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Now it was as if it was being torn and dragged by, and after a quarter of an hour, I felt that the screams I heard in my ears had become less, but the smell of blood in my mouth and nose was a little stronger.

Everyone forced themselves to open their eyes, but they didn't dare to open them all, just squinted lightly.

When they saw through the hazy eyelashes and saw the situation outside, a chill of chill could not be contained in their hearts.

In an instant, he closed his eyes again, squeezing hard, not daring to open them for half a minute, but his body was shaking violently uncontrollably, and he couldn't stop.

Streams of crimson blood flowed out of the bodies of the warriors kneeling on the ground, gathering like a stream.

The frightened gaze, the remnants of the begging, were like nightmares, etched in their eyes, indelible for a long time.

In the cultivation of martial artists, who has not experienced killing? Who has not experienced a crisis? But there is nothing to be done, and the apprehension and fear when being slaughtered by others are far more terrible than fighting with others.

Jun Yi's eyes tilted, and he faintly looked at the remnants of the figure below that were not ordinary, and slowly opened and closed his mouth: "Now the disciples of the Nine Peaks Sect who are still alive can leave." ”

The words came out, as if they were dreamy, making the remaining warriors cry with joy, and their hearts, shrouded in darkness, ushered in a bright dawn, almost burning them.

But no one escaped, so he went up directly, seized the opportunity, and ran quickly towards the bottom of the mountain, wishing that he could not give birth to two more legs, and felt that it was too slow.

In the crowd, Hu Xing and the old ghost were also happy on their faces, and hurriedly followed the crowd.

"Huh..."

Suddenly, a red spear came out, mercilessly crossed the crowd, and stabbed straight into the body of the old ghost, pressing it to the ground alive, and ploughing out several miles in a vigorous force, drawing a large area of crimson, which was shocking.

"Zheng, Zheng..."

At the same time, five light blue sword rays descended from the sky, enveloping the awe-inspiring killing machine, filled with a cold chill, and landed directly on Hu Xing's body, piercing his limbs and nailing them to the ground.

The last sword was even more ruthlessly sunk into his throat.

Suddenly, the sword intent trembled slightly, intertwined and outlined with each other, and a strange burst of piano sounds sounded, which exploded in Hu Xing's body, snatching out countless stumps and flesh, and turning the ground completely crimson.

The suddenness of the killing machine did not give Hu Xing any time to react at all, and not even a scream came out.

Not far away, the old ghost who was nailed to the ground by the red spear had a completely crimson face and body, all the blood that exploded from Hu Xing's body, fresh and hot.

At this moment, his whole body was embedded in the ground, and he couldn't struggle at all, he could only tremble and scream and beg for mercy: "For... Why did you shoot at me...?"

"It's nothing to do with me, I don't know anything!!"

"Please, please don't kill me, as long as you don't kill me, let me do whatever I want, be a cow and a horse, anything, anything..."

The sudden change made the disciples of the Jiuzhi Sect who had just run out stagnant, and they didn't even dare to fall half a minute behind their steps, and the whole person was stiff like a sculpture, maintaining a funny posture.

They screamed and screamed in their hearts, praying and praying, and at the same time some doubts welled up in their hearts.

After all, Jun Yi just said to let them leave, but in the blink of an eye, he shot again, how could he not make them panic?

Seeing this, Mo said that it was the martial artist of the Nine Peaks Sect, even if it was Jun Yi himself, he couldn't help but be stunned, frowned, and looked at Su Xuyao and Meng Hongchen in confusion, not knowing why they suddenly made a move.

Seeing Jun Yi's eyes, Su Xuyao's heart suddenly sank, and he secretly panicked.

As the old head of the Su family, he naturally knew how terrible it was to go against the wishes of those in power, and in serious terms, it was even like rebellion, so he hurriedly explained: "Son, these two people also have a share. ”

"Huh?"

Jun Yi frowned, and turned his head to look at the old ghost.

Just one glance fell, which made the old ghost tremble suddenly, his body couldn't help shaking, and a panicked look suddenly appeared on his face, and then quickly covered it, but it was clearly seen by Jun Yi.

At this time, Meng Hongchen, who shot together, stepped forward, looked at Jun Yi and said seriously: "Although the two of them did not participate in the events of a thousand years ago, they were in the later Coiled Lock City..."

"Hum..."

Jun Yi's eyes were cold, and he no longer looked at the frightened old ghost, but waved his hand casually: "Since that's the case, let's kill it." ”

"Yes. ”

Hearing this, Su Xuyao hurriedly agreed, secretly relieved in his heart, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Jun Yi is now only the realm of the early stage of the Martial Sect, but he can raise his hand to suppress Yong Mihe.

Then he is similar to Yong Mihe, so naturally he can suppress him lightly, originally Su Xuyao still thought in his heart, with his realm, how could he be relied on by Jun Yi.

Now it seems that it is all wishful thinking, and it is better to be a subordinate with peace of mind.

As soon as he thought of this, Su Xuyao's eyes suddenly showed fierceness when he looked at the old ghost, and his body burst out directly, his big hand opened and pressed on his head fiercely, and with a strong shock, his head exploded like a watermelon, causing a mess all over the ground.