Chapter 63: The Massacre (2)
After killing the leader, Feng Zhengyang's body relaxed, panting heavily, and he was a little exhausted.
Inadvertently, three hours have passed, if it weren't for the life essence given by Emperor Yao, I'm afraid that he would have been exhausted, plus the injuries on his body, if he changed people, even nine lives would not be able to last.
At this time, there were also Ma Shang Si and three leaders standing in the field, originally Ma Shang Si plus seven leaders of the Extremely Evil Land, there were eight realm breaking masters, and two of them disappeared in a breath.
The remaining three leaders saw that the wind was raising their fierce momentum, and they had a hint of retreat.
The footsteps gradually retreated, and Ma Shangsi naturally saw this scene.
"As long as you kill him and enter the Evil Sound Sect, I promise to give you the identity of an elder of the outer gate!"
For outlaws like the Worst of Evils, only profit can move them, and greed is their characteristic.
The position of the elder of the Evil Sound Sect is not comparable to that of the leaders of the most evil places, not only can they get out of such a situation, but they can also enter the sect to cultivate, which is undoubtedly a huge temptation for them.
"Is that true?"
"Seriously!"
Sure enough, man is not afraid of anything in the face of great temptation.
The eyes of the three of them were full of fierce light, and they kept waving weapons in their hands and approaching the wind.
Feng Zhengyang didn't have any hope that the other three would quit, and it happened to go his way.
Breaking through the realm and cultivating wanted to escape, but now he can't chase it.
The three of them burst out at the same time, one on the left and one on the right, one in front of him, trying to block his dodge route.
At this time, the killing intent in the body was churning, surging into his heart, melting through his whole body, and his eyes began to become red, and his momentum was magnificent.
The weapons of the three of them fell almost at the same time, hitting the front door, and the sword weapon in Feng Zhengyang's hand was soaked with killing intent and covered with a layer of red.
Sonorous!
Feng Zhengyang actually resisted the sword momentum of the three of them with his own strength, and when the three of them saw this, their aura gathered, and they pressed it with all their strength, and Feng Zhengyang's legs were forced to bend by it.
Immediately he shouted, and the red light of the sword weapon in his hand flashed, and he swung it upwards with force, and the huge energy shook the three of them away and fell into the distance.
At this time, everyone saw that the wind was blowing in front of them, not only their eyes were red, but their bodies also began to slowly turn blood red.
Seeing this, the three hurriedly separated, trying to distract themselves.
But at this time, the wind is raising his eyes, and there is only kill, kill, kill!
A blood-red figure swept by, and one of the body's bodies shattered with a bang, turning into dust.
Seeing this, the other two no longer had the will to fight, turned around and fled.
At this moment, they have only one thought in their hearts: flee with all their might!
But will the wind blow up and let them go? The answer, of course, is no.
A bloody light flashed, and the wind was rising and came to one person, and continued to chase the other without looking back.
I saw that the man's body slowly fell, leaving only an arm-sized hole in the middle of his body, and his eyes were round, and he couldn't bat at himself.
The last man fell to the ground with weak legs, kept crawling and retreating, and said tremblingly as he watched in horror as the wind was blowing step by step, like an impermanent life-threatening wind.
"Don't, don't kill me, I'll give you whatever you want, please don't kill me. ”
Feng Zhengyang smiled and said softly.
"It's a pity, I want your life. ”
"Don't ......"
Before he could finish speaking, Feng Zhengyang waved his hand, and the head fell to the ground.
And the rest of the people were already frightened and fled in all directions, how could the wind be as they wished, and said coldly.
"You're all going to die!"
The sword weapon in his hand swung forward, and the sword rays rained down on everyone.
The screams were endless, and when the sound stopped, only Ma Shangsi was left in the audience.
Ma Shangsi was completely afraid of Feng Zhengyang this time, and this young man was like a nightmare, lingering in his mind.
What he didn't expect was that he thought he would win, but he lost in a mess.
The wind was rising towards him step by step, and he sat down on the ground in fright, the fear in his eyes magnified infinitely.
"As long as you don't kill me, I can give you my position in the sect, just ask you to let me go!"
Feng Zhengyang grabbed Ma Shangsi with one hand, pinched his neck, and said coldly.
"Have you ever thought about this scene when you shot at a little girl? ”
Ma Shangsi's face turned red and struggled hard.
Originally, as a high-level Realm Breaker, he had a chance, but Fang Cai's methods had already frightened him, so how could he still think of resisting?
Immediately, the wind was blowing and throwing it up, and the sharp blade in his hand slashed into the air, only to see a bloody light in the air, and Ma Shangsi was afraid and unwilling to die.
At this time, the wind was no longer able to support it, and he knelt down with all his strength, and the battle in the branch was over.
The door was opened, and everyone ran out, and when they saw the scene in front of them, they spit out directly on the side with a slightly weaker psychological bearing.
The mutilated corpses, full of wolves, are like hell, and almost no part of the ground is clean, which shows the horror of the battle.
A thick bloody aura came to his nostrils, and the air within a radius of several miles was almost filled with blood.
When everyone saw that the wind was blowing half-kneeling in the middle, they hurriedly rushed over.
"Senior Brother Feng, Senior Brother Feng, are you okay. ”
"Zhengyang, Zhengyang. ”
They never imagined that such a scene was actually committed by the young man in front of them.
During the coma, the story of one man slaughtering a hundred people spread in the worst places.
The ears and eyes of many leaders naturally saw that battle, and hurriedly went back to tell their leaders, some of them still didn't believe it, until they saw the previous scene, and announced that from now on, their subordinates must not provoke the Liuyuntang branch.
The title of "God of Killing" came from this, and no one in the land of extreme evil did not know the name and deeds of God Killing.
This is a later story, Feng Zhengyang went through this battle, and there were dozens of wounds on his body, but he was forced to endure and fought to exhaustion.
Three days later, Feng Zhengyang woke up, and learned that Qing'er had already been sent to the sect at this time, so Feng Zhengyang put down his mind and recuperated.
At this time, he was cultivating in the house, recalling that he had poured murderous qi into the meridians before, and his body was eroded by killing intent, and he almost lost his mind, but fortunately he had Emperor Yao's life essence, and I have to say that the things given by Emperor Yao's life essence did not know how many times he had saved him.
However, it also happened to make him comprehend a new skill of murderous aura, that is, murderous gasification, the whole person was murderous, although it did not last long, his strength increased dramatically.
Naturally, there are sequelae, and losing oneself is one of them.
Slowly exhaling the turbid qi in the body can be regarded as a gain, and there is a lot more insight.
And Lin Ji had already completely arranged all the matters of Liuyun Hall at this time, and his formation had also been strengthened a lot.
"I didn't expect you to know the formation. Feng Zhengyang praised.
When Lin Jian heard this, he began to speak, and the wind was raising his forehead, and he sighed secretly in his heart, and he couldn't boast about it.
Approaching the day of the finals, it was time to go back, and after a while, the two embarked on the journey back to the Cloud Sect.
What made them strange was that the road was unimpeded, and when they saw the wind rising, they all had an extremely frightened expression on their faces, which made Feng Zhengyang a little puzzled.
"Are you so scary?" Lin Ji couldn't help laughing.
The wind is blowing and helpless, but he doesn't know that the name of "killing gods" has already spread all over the extremely evil land.