"Kill, kill a yarn!"

As soon as Zheng Congwen's killing word was drunk, Wu Potian's murderous voice was louder than him: "Ya, this guy really wants to die!"

With a murderous aura rolling all over him, the finger held high in the sky bent down sharply, and his mouth whispered like a nickname: "Die, the death of the wind - the moon shadow is slanting and ten thousand ghosts cry, give me ......"

Before he finished speaking, a snow-white silver spear came out of his hand, raising it towards the sky like a phantom, the tip of the spear trembled slightly, and the shadows of thousands of oblique spears swallowed thousands of blue and dark purple silk threads.

The purple and blue silk threads instantly weaved into a large net covering the entire battlefield, and the temperature suddenly became dozens of degrees colder, and the two air currents of cold and hot suddenly collided, making the space shake for a while.

The cold wind burst out, and the whimpering sound like the cry of ten thousand ghosts grew from small to loud, and the sound was soul-breaking, and gradually imprinted into the depths of everyone's souls.

At this moment, people's hearts are weeping and their souls are drifting......

In the twilight of a moment, a round of silver-white bright moon has quietly hung high above the middle sky, and the slightest visible moonlight is sprinkled like raindrops, so that the entire battlefield space is bathed in silver-white light and rain.

At this moment, the playground is cloudy and windy, the light and rain are flying, and the scene is extremely cold!

Countless air whirlpools condensed into thousands of whirlpools, from small to large, from less to more, more than thirty masters killed violently, as soon as they entered it, they didn't know the south, south, north, west, and north, and they didn't know where Wu Potian's people were hiding.

This kid's man is gone!

Actually, he didn't disappear, at the moment, he was hiding in a whirlpool in the center of the playground, which was the birthplace of power.

Now he is very sad and is lamenting in his heart alone......

Because. Deep down in his heart, he really didn't want to kill, and now, in his opinion, these thirty or so masters are already dead!

Because only he knows in this world. How powerful is this trick.

Back then, he used this trick to abolish more than thirty students of the Longxiang Martial Academy, and almost killed You Cangqiong, the president of the Kendo Society.

That's because he didn't kill anyone, and now, he won't keep it.

Because these people are so deeply poisoned that they can't turn back, they have lost the minimum dignity of a martial artist, what is the use of this kind of person living?

Those qi vortices were all made up of five extremely condensed powers. As long as a person enters the whirlpool of qi, he will shed his skin if he does not die, and if he wants to break out intact, it is a dream!

Moreover, the moonlight in the sky was not moonlight, but after Wu Potian used the powerful power of the Xuan Soul to force into the Flowing Frost Divine Spear with his own unique method. Then the Soul Silk Light Rain spit out by the Frost Divine Spear bonus.

It has the power to confuse people's souls, confuse people's minds, and destroy the enemy's souls in one fell swoop, that is to say. Even if these people come out, they are fools.

Now the most surprising is Zheng Congwen.

As soon as he shouted the word "kill", he was forced back by Wu Potian's shout, and the person was also startled.

By the time he came to his senses and figured it out, the whole playground had changed. The space suddenly distorted, and more than thirty of his masters were gone......

Seeing this scene, he was really scared to tears......

This kid is too evil, what kind of ghost move is this, is this still martial arts? No. No, this must be a demon law!

But what's wrong with the demon law? As long as it can kill the enemy, isn't it all the same? It doesn't matter if it's a white cat or a black cat, it's a good cat that can catch mice!

Isn't it?

I advise the heavenly prince to be vigorous, eclectic to reduce talents, Wu Potian, who is already a little evil, and learn a martial arts must first do a few inventions and then learn the guy, how can he play cards according to the rules?

There are so many people, more than 30 people, one person makes one punch, and he has to fight more than 30 punches, how tiring is that, isn't it?

How good can you do with one move, why do you want to fight so many punches?

If Zheng Congwen knew that Wu Potian thought so in his heart, he would definitely hang himself, ya, it's really shameless!

Just as Wu Potian thought in his heart, within thirty breaths, more than twenty martial king-level masters, all of whom turned into blood and fell to the ground, except for the skull, which was still complete, the rest were all blood foam.

After all, the masters of the Martial Monarch level are much stronger than the masters of the Martial King level, and they are still persistent, and under the tearing of the five powers, the whole body is already blurred with flesh and blood.

Wu Potian, who was sitting in the center of his power, ignored them, and did not increase the weight, these people usually rely on the Immortal God Emperor as the backstage, I don't know how many killings have been made, so that they can suffer more pain and die, why not?

This can be regarded as revenge for those innocent martial cultivators, right?

Wu Potian, who was sitting in the middle, watched them suffer, and there was no sympathy in his heart, but only deep pity for the innocent victims.

He was thinking: Could it be that once a person embarks on the path of martial cultivation, every step forward needs to step on the corpse of someone else?

If this is the case, what is the meaning of cultivating martial arts? Cultivating martial arts should be to explore nature, control nature, pursue the evolutionary process of life, trace the source of strength, and achieve the goal of being with nature?

If not, then what am I?

Why is my martial arts so declining, there are fights every day, people kill people every day, and besides, you can't kill if you don't kill them?

He really couldn't figure it out, why did he kill people every day when he cultivated martial arts, he was really tired of killing too many people, and most of the time, he really didn't want to kill people at all......

No, this world is not normal, and the purpose of cultivating martial arts must not be to fight fiercely or kill people, but to pursue martial arts and explore the mysteries of the universe......

Through this reflection and the torture of his conscience, Wu Potian finally understood that this world is not normal, and its order needs to be reformulated, and it must be changed.

Otherwise, all the martial cultivators of the entire continent will go astray!

However, how easy is it to revise the martial arts order of the entire Flying Feather Continent and reformulate a new order?

If you want to achieve this goal, you have to stand at the pinnacle of all martial arts cultivation, perhaps, the masters of the martial god level have no right to speak.

Because, there is also a big rat here, the Nether Alliance, who came from another dimension. There are a lot of masters inside.

And that place is called Outer Heaven!

It is a place that once fascinated Wu Potian very much, where the vitality is dozens of times that of the Feiyu Continent, hundreds of times, only there is the paradise and blessed land of martial cultivators.

And the Netherworld Alliance has masters from the outer heavens lurking in it. Those people are at least super masters above the martial god level.

They didn't make a move now, maybe they were waiting for the opportunity, their ultimate goal should be to control the Flying Feather Continent.

However, what is so good about the Flying Feather Continent, why do they want to control the Flying Feather Continent, and what is the purpose?

This is a fan, a fan that Wu Potian doesn't know now. Perhaps, it's a fan he doesn't have the qualifications to know now!

Thinking of this, Wu Potian sighed deeply and whispered to himself, "Hey...... When it comes to the end, it's still cultivation, if a martial cultivator doesn't cultivate, there is nothing, this is an iron law!"

After figuring it out. He swore in his heart:

One day, I will stand at the true peak of this continent. It is necessary to change the heavens and the earth, revise the new order, and return the entire Flying Feather Continent to a peaceful and prosperous era, so that the martial arts here do not have to live in the bloody rain from now on!

Perhaps, it is he who still maintains this pure heart. did not go astray, because, the more people kill, the heavier the murderous aura on the body, if the murderous spirit enters the heart, the person will fall into the devil. That's what the old saying says - go crazy.

In fact, going mad is a kind of psychological effect, no matter what kind of exercises, as long as you are strong-willed, no matter how difficult it is, you will survive.

If the will is not firm, the heart is guilty, killing the person who should not be killed, and doing the wrong thing, it will be reflected at this time, and the inner demon will be generated.

This is the real reason why people who go crazy become crazy and wasteful.

If Wu Potian hadn't thought through the torture of his conscience just now, he would have left a shadow hint in his heart, as long as this hint was not resolved, if he wanted to be promoted to the Martial Emperor level, it would always be an empty word.

Just as Wu Potian sighed, another terrible scream came from the Moon Shadow Horizontal Oblique Force Field.

He swept it with the power of the soul, and then he knew the details, his body did not move, but he knew in his heart that these people were not good*......

Sure enough, after the first miserable howl, followed by one miserable howl after another, the seven martial monarch-level masters, one by one, were all dead in a blur of flesh and blood, and they couldn't recognize who was who.

Perhaps, Zheng Congwen recognizes it, but will he care about the life or death of these chess pieces?

Zheng Congwen won't care, and the Immortal God Emperor won't care about it.

From Wu Potian's point of view, the Immortal God Emperor was an extremely selfish guy, so in fact, these people were unjustly killed by him......

To be a dog is also to choose a good owner, otherwise, you don't know how to die, like this way of dying, isn't it miserable?

Seeing that these more than thirty people were dead, Wu Potian stretched out his hands and took a long breath, his hands suddenly conjured up a light wheel like white jade, and countless qi swirls gradually calmed down under the traction of the Yuan Force in his hand, and a round of silver and white Haoyue in the sky also fell into Wu Potian's palm with great accuracy.

In just ten breaths before and after, the strange demon methods of more than 30 great masters were taken back silently by Wu Potian.

Standing more than three feet in the air, his bloody eyes glared fiercely, shooting directly at Zheng Congwen like cold lightning, and sneered contemptuously:

"Greedy for life and afraid of death, cowardly as a mouse is a vivid portrayal of you, you are not worthy of the acting hall master at all, you are a garbage who will only send others to death!"

In the face of Wu Potian's contempt, Zheng Congwen really can't help it, this guy is too powerful and too demonic!

At the beginning, he could still have a move or two with Wu Potian, but now, everyone has cultivated to the level of a martial artist, and going up is equivalent to sending him to death.

If you can live one more day, who wants to die?

He won't be able to go to the martial arts to break the sky, and if he can live for a moment, it will be counted as a moment, and his waste material master, the Immortal God Emperor, will arrive soon.

Thinking of this, the corners of Zheng Congwen's mouth curled slightly, and he smiled gloomily: "Hmph, boy, you are too proud, what is it to win those little shrimps? The moment my master arrives, it is the time when your life returns to the west!"

What if you are temporarily proud? Lao Tzu endured it first, hum, dare to kill my son, I curse you to be pierced through the heart by ten thousand arrows and die!"

Now, there are not many people around Zheng Congwen, only one fat and one thin, two martial king-level attendants and a master of the Grandmaster Realm.

At this moment, he was as anxious as his heart, for fear that Wu Potian would suddenly attack, if this guy came with a palm, his life would be lost......

However, Wu Potian is not as psychologically gloomy as he thought, Zheng Congwen must die, if he does not collude with the Netherworld Alliance, seeing his face as the acting hall master of the Evil God Temple for nearly a hundred years, he can still recuperate.

But this guy is so immortal, he is really unwise to defect to the old age, and now he actually ordered the martial cultivators of the entire Evil God Temple to defect to the Netherworld Alliance, this kind of rebellious behavior completely angered Wu Potian.

In his heart, Zheng Congwen is already a dead man, but it is still useful to leave him alive now, and later, he will be destroyed with one palm.

Just when the two of them had ghosts in their hearts and were ready to hit each other with extremely sharp backhands, Wu Potian was stunned, and his face immediately turned cold:

He finally heard the movement, the Immortal God Emperor and the Nether Alliance masters, presumably reached an agreement, they are really here!(To be continued.) )

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