Chapter 117: Killing one person in one step, the heart stops
This is a scene of purgatory on earth, this is the bloodiest and most primitive group fight!
Tang Feng stood quietly in place, staring at the tragedy planned and directed by himself in front of him, without the slightest fluctuation on his face.
This world is like this, you slash me, I stab you, since you bully more and less, don't blame me for being ruthless.
You don't see, the lion tiger and jackal have gained prestige, who has pity on the poor lamb? The world has always been strong and weak, slaughtering millions of ghosts and gods!
Every moment, people die, severed limbs and blood fly together, screaming and wailing.
The colors in the sky are even more vibrant.
Bai Xiaolazy gently grabbed Tang Feng's clothes, her teeth trembled a little, even though she was a heaven-level powerhouse, she had never seen such a terrifying and bloody scene, the field in front of her, which covered an area of only a few miles, seemed to have become a slaughterhouse in the world, the thick smell of blood on her face, the intestines that were still squirming all over the ground, like the most terrifying nightmare that stimulated Bai Xiaolazi's nerves that were not fragile.
"Ah Feng...... What the hell happened to them? Is that bottle of medicine you left in the river doing the trick?" Bai Xiaolan asked with a slightly pale face.
Tang Feng nodded slightly: "It's like a dream, a kind of domineering phantom poison, after being exposed to the sun, it will produce poisonous gas, and after inhaling, it will give birth to all kinds of hallucinations, these hallucinations make them crazy, make them bloodthirsty, and make them indistinguishable from friend to enemy...... Cannibalism!"
There are many kinds of poisons, such as lethal poisons, maiming poisons, hallucinogenic poisons, and so on. No one knows more about poison and knows how to use poison than the disciples of the Tang Sect.
Dreamlike is a type of phantom poison, and it is the most domineering and cruel one, because it spreads with the help of air currents, covering too wide an area.
Poison is indeed the same as mushrooms, each poison has a beautiful name, and the more beautiful the name, the more domineering the medicinal properties.
It was precisely because of the dreamlike spirit that Tang Feng could completely disintegrate the combat effectiveness of these two thousand five hundred people without using his own hands at this moment, and replace them with any other kind of poison, which could not achieve such remarkable results.
Like a dream, the five breaths are colorless, only after exposure to the sun, the medicinal properties will be emanated, and today's wind direction is extremely favorable to Tang Feng, and he also chose such a location, so that these two thousand five hundred people are all distributed on both sides of the river. When the four deputy hall masters were talking to Tang Feng, everyone had already inhaled it like a dream.
But after all, there were more than 2,000 people, and the poison that was refined in one night was only a small bottle. That's why Tang Feng threw the bottle into the river, and the poison in the bottle slowly melted into the water, volatilizing its medicinal properties when it flowed down the river, expanding the area of action of the poison, and hallucinating them little by little.
After listening to Tang Feng's words, Bai Xiaolan now understood why he said those words after looking at the sky last night. That's because he had already thought of this scenario last night. And the two light blue pills that were refined were obviously antidotes.
Bai Xiaolazy finally knew why Tang Feng came here to delay time, and why Tang Feng didn't let Tianxiu's people get close to this side, everything could be thought out thoroughly.
Indeed, if Tianxiu's people rushed over at this time, they would also be poisoned. There are only two antidotes, and they have already been consumed. When the time comes, who will be able to save them if they are poisoned again?
When the tragedy happened here, it was also noticed by a group of people from Tianxiu.
The three elders and more than a thousand Tianxiu disciples looked at the strange scene two miles away in a daze, and they couldn't figure out how all this happened anyway.
An army of 2,500 people! All of them are cultivators, and there are some earth-level masters among them, but why...... Will they kill each other? And so hard?
If it was possible for Tang Feng to persuade some of them to leave, although this possibility was very small, Yi Ruochen and the other three elders could still accept it. But...... Whoever told them that Tang Feng actually split what they said internally, and then killed each other, the three elders would not believe it.
Aren't you idiots? How could you accept such nonsense?
This side is relatively far away, so the visual impact of the purgatory-like scene on the world is not so strong, but even so, when the blood splattered and the severed limbs flew sideways, there were still many Tianxiu disciples who had never experienced a real battle and bent over and vomited.
People are like this, if they really devote themselves to it, these timid Tianxiu disciples may be able to kill the enemy covered in blood. But if you just look at it with your eyes, sometimes it feels scary and difficult to accept.
Han Rou muttered, "What's wrong over there?"
Tie Luohong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and Hua Rong was also a little discolored: "I don't know, Senior Sister Yi, should we go up and help?"
Yi Ruochen just wanted to nod, but suddenly remembered Tang Feng's serious and even slightly warning words before leaving, Tang Feng's words were very serious, especially the last sentence.
So Yi Ruochen shook his head slowly: "No! Let's not approach in the direction of Jing'an City when the wind leaves." Moreover, looking at it like this, more than 2,000 people can no longer make any waves. Feng'er is protected by Senior Sister Bai, and there is no danger in itself. ”
"But......" Han Rou hesitated, "Do you want us to wait here?"
"Wait!Wait for the wind to tell us that we can pass!" Yi Ruochen said resolutely.
How similar is the scene 15 years ago to what we are looking for? It's just that 15 years ago it was because of a woman and a weapon! But now, it's because of that woman's son! Is this family all killing stars?
The army of 2,500 men had only been in the first half an hour since the first riot, but nearly half of them had already been killed or wounded, and many more had fallen one after another.
Up to now, out of the 2,500 people, only the most powerful deputy hall masters have been able to stay awake, and the others have all fallen into a frenzy.
They waved their weapons and watched incessantly, and when they were gone, they hit with their hands, kicked with their feet, and bit with their teeth, and the blood stimulated everyone's nerves.
There are also a lot of people who don't have long eyes, and they pounced towards Tang Feng, but after they fell into a dream, they didn't even know how to use their anger, where was Tang Feng's opponent, there was no need for Bai Xiaolazy to make a move, come and kill Tang Feng one by one, and by the way, condense these people into ghosts.
"Almost, lazy sister, let's go and get rid of those deputy hall masters. Tang Feng slowly walked into the battlefield, and Bai Xiaolan followed closely behind him.
To deal with these people, Tang Feng didn't even bother to use hidden weapons, the hidden weapons in his hands were all jointly created by Tang Feixiao and Siniang, the quality was quite good, and it was a waste to use hidden weapons to deal with them.
Taking Ye Shenqiu's Gangbing soft sword out of the phantom space, Tang Feng slashed and slashed all the way over, it was as simple as cutting cabbage, and no one could get close to him.
Bai Xiaolazy is more direct, girls already love to be clean, and now these people are almost all covered in blood, how could she let them bully her side, the enemy is still far away, and she was electrocuted into charcoal.
Tang Feng didn't need to use any sword moves, just the simplest stabs, sharpening, swords and swords cost human lives, and step on blood marks step by step.
Kill one person in one step, and your heart will stop and your hands will not stop. The blood flows thousands of miles, and the corpse pillow Tianxiu Sect!
I would rather make 10,000 people grit their teeth and hate, and don't teach anyone to scold my name, looking at the thousands of miles in the world, where is the hero who doesn't kill people? Killing one is a crime, slaughtering 10,000 is a male, and slaughtering 9 million is a male among the males!
Kill, kill, kill! All obstacles in front of him had to be cleared, and Tang Feng didn't pay attention to the blood splattered from the enemy's body, he let the blood stain himself, and dyed himself into a bloody man.
Every time he killed someone, Tang Feng would reach out and flick it on his forehead, and a yin spirit would be condensed in an instant.
Of the four deputy hall masters of the Giant Sword Gate, Wu Bupo was already dead, and there were three left. Just now they retreated into the crowd, thinking that it was the safest place, but unexpectedly, this was the most dangerous place.
Those who have lost their minds pose no threat to them, but they will not be able to fight their way out of the encirclement for a while. They only now realized that it turned out to be quite troublesome to kill people, especially when killing so many people.
Things have come to this point, and they also know that great love is no longer possible. They just want to fight their way through it now and run as far as possible.
This is not the worst, the worst thing is that in their minds, some hallucinations continue to flash inexplicably, every time they kill a person, they will feel a burst of comfort in their hearts, accompanied by infinite refreshment, they are more and more obsessed with this feeling, want to fall into it, immerse themselves in it.
The three of them knew that this feeling was quite bad, and as long as they were a little sensible, they would not treat killing people as pleasure.
Murder is nothing more than a means, a bloody means to achieve an end.
But no matter what, the three of them couldn't get rid of the illusions in their minds and the impulsiveness in their hearts, and these illusions and thoughts also greatly affected the speed at which they could fight their way out of the encirclement.
When Tang Feng and Bai Xiaolazy were all the way to Lu Dingchuan's side, the deputy hall master was pinching the neck of a giant sword sect disciple in his hand, twisting it fiercely, twisting his vitality, and then shaking his head vigorously, his body was even a little unsteady, as if he wanted to expel the illusion in his mind.
He was now covered in blood, with some internal organs and crumbs hanging from his clothes, and he didn't know whose it was.
Before Tang Feng could make a move, Bai Xiaolazy had already rushed forward, and a pair of fleshy palms were on the left and right, with crackling and explosive lightning, shrouded Lu Dingchuan's body.
Lu Dingchuan didn't even have time to resist, and was killed by Bai Xiaolazi.
Tang Feng stepped forward, condensed Lu Dingchuan's yin soul, greeted Bai Xiaolazy, and headed towards the next target.
After killing so many people and condensing so many Yin Souls, Tang Feng gradually figured out some doorways. When condensing the Yin Soul, the corpse must be relatively intact, and those who are missing an arm or a leg can be condensed, and if they are divided into several pieces, it will not work.
On that day, Nanfeng was cut in half by Tang Feng's sword, and the damage was too bad, so it couldn't be condensed.
These people are not using Gang Qi now, and Tang Feng can't see what their strength is, and he doesn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, anyway, as long as he sees one, he will kill one, and if he kills one, he will condense once.
Along the way, there are hundreds of Yin Souls after condensing, not to mention condensed, most of them are Xuan-level, and a few are ground-level, which has brought a considerable improvement to Tang Feng.
(To be continued)