Died too quickly, maybe in the end, Yun Junxian didn't understand how he died?

But these have nothing to do with Feng Qingyang, he is only responsible for killing.

With a sword at his waist and an iron spear in his hand, the wind gently touched the ground, swept to the treetops like a wisp of green smoke, and then flashed and disappeared without a trace.

Squeak Squeak......

As soon as the wind cleared up, dense insects emerged from the swamp, devouring Yun Junxian's body and head, leaving no bones behind.

......

It's not just the marshes where the wind blows and the killing is bloody, it's bloody.

In the midst of mountains and mountains.

Blood is in the sky.

"Run, inside is the 'Bloodless Xuandao' Mei Tiansha. ”

"What, it's Mei Tiansha!"

"Dead, we're dead!"

Outside the quaint and magnificent cave, six or seven sect disciples flew out crying wolf, and some even performed self-harm exercises, just to increase their speed a little, and some people spilled the bursting pills they carried on their bodies to save their lives backwards.

"If you're here, why bother leaving. ”

The explosion was torn apart, and Mei Tiansha, who was wearing blood-colored gold-rimmed clothes, walked out of it, he laughed evilly, and held the blood-colored thin knife in one hand and slashed diagonally.

There is no obvious sword light and knife qi, there is an arc-shaped blood line, silently, the heads of the fleeing people fell, and there was no blood spilling out of the fracture, as if it was sealed in the body by a layer of invisible power, which was strange and inexplicable.

There is no bloodless Xuandao, and there is no blood in killing, this is the strength of the great disciple of the Blood Splitting Sect, the fifty-fourth place on the last Qinglong Yellow List.

Another place at the same time.

Next to the lake.

Luo Yuanhua glanced at the people who wanted to escape but didn't dare to escape, and said cruelly: "Except for the disciples of the Dalai Lama Sect, there is only one way for those who meet me Luo Yuanhua, and that is the dead end." ”

Hearing this, these people's faces turned pale, they found a dragon grass worth 70,000 taels of gold by the lake, and when they fought with each other, they actually recruited Luo Yuanhua, who was the most murderous among the nine countries, and the other party was called 'Rakshasa Hand', and he never left a living mouth in his hands. Bloodless Xuandao 'Mei Tiansha', at least Mei Tiansha kills people for the sake of killing, as long as he doesn't provoke them, the chance of surviving is still very high, and this Luo Yuanhua's surname is impermanent, he will kill when he is happy, he will kill when he is unhappy, and he will kill people when he is in a bland mood, anyway, he never asks for reasons or moods, and when he meets him, he can only be glad that the other party is abnormal and let them go, otherwise the chance of surviving is lower than that of Tieshu Blossom.

Obviously, the current Rakshasa is normal, which means that he can kill.

"Hehe, hey, but I've changed my mind now, I'll give you three breaths, and whoever can escape my blow will spare him from dying." Luo Yuanhua likes this atmosphere very much, controlling the life and death of others, if you want others to live, if you want others to die, you will die, and I have played it many times before.

"Three breaths, one escape!"

Everyone's eyes lit up, most of them were peak cultivators in the late stage of the Qi Transformation Realm, it was not a problem to fly more than 100 meters in one breath, and those who were fast were even close to 200 meters, and if they ran desperately in three breaths, maybe they could hope to survive from Luo Yuanhua's hands.

"What? Don't run, maybe I'll change my mind soon!"

Luo Yuanhua licked his lips, and a hideous look flashed in his eyes.

"Run!"

Under the pressure of death, the true qi in everyone's body was urged to the limit, swept out at a speed beyond the past, and fled in all directions.

With one breath, the slowest person is already 100 meters away.

For the second breath, the slowest person is two hundred and fifty meters away.

In three breaths, the fastest person has already run out for a mile.

"Mora Crack!"

Luo Yuanhua let out a loud shout, put his hands across his chest, and pushed out fiercely.

Chirp!chirp!

Chirp!chirp!

...... The dark cyan true qi condensed into one true qi and blood soul, starting from Luo Yuanhua, radiating and spreading towards the front, castrating like electricity.

Yes!

A miserable scream came out, and the head of the slowest sect disciple was scratched by the sharp claws of a true qi and blood soul, and his body slid out more than ten meters away, and his breath was completely lost.

Then came the second sect disciple, the third, and the fourth...... In the end, there was only one person left, and this person ran almost a thousand meters.

"Yes, you can run so far, but it's not so easy to escape a blow. ”

All the true qi and blood souls fused into one, forming a super blood soul, the super blood soul wings flapped, and two dark red qi blades flew out.

At this moment, the sect disciple seemed to sense that death was approaching, and took out a black iron bullet from his arms, this bullet is called the Black Fire Bullet, which is on the same level as the palm thunder, and can kill the peak martial artist of the early stage of the Gathering Sea Realm, of course, he didn't dare to attack Luo Yuanhua, but threw it towards the qi blade behind him, and shouted in his mouth: "Explosion!"

Bang!

Crimson light erupted, and the two air blades were instantly shattered.

"Escaped a blow. ”

There was a look of ecstasy on his face, and his mood and body suddenly relaxed.

Poof!

Suddenly—another blade flew out, severing his head.

"You ......"

This sect disciple did not blink an eye.

Luo Yuanhua fell lightly in front of the other party, and wrote lightly: "I said that there is only one way to die when you meet me Luo Yuanhua, you can't make an exception, three breaths are just a joke, don't take it seriously." ”

With a move of his hand, three red light melting fire bombs flew out of the other party's arms and landed in Luo Yuanhua's hand, he sneered, and his figure flashed out.

......

The swamp is inexplicably dangerous, and going too fast is sometimes not a good thing.

Just now, Feng Qingyang suffered a dark loss, and had to reduce his speed to six or seven percent, leaving some spare strength for himself.

A shot pierced through the demon bird that attacked from the air, and the wind was clear and standing on the crown of a big tree in the sky, looking at it, the front was flat, and the front was nothing.

"It's the end?" Feng Qingyang frowned.

Without much hesitation, he floated forward, his body as light as a swallow.

It was a jet-black cliff, with a swamp inside the cliff and nothingness outside the cliff, a complete nothingness, as if it had been blocked by a great barrier that the human eye could not see.

Thinking that the sect master Ying Wuxian had said that the Yuanchen Ancient Realm was wonderful, and the entrance to the treasure house could be in the mountains, it could be under the water, and it was possible to jump down to the entrance, Feng Qingyang hesitated slightly, and jumped off the cliff.

He has the skill of Shadow Walking, he can cross a long distance in the void, and if something happens, he can return at any time, and if he doesn't try, there is no other way to go here, there is only one way to turn back, which will undoubtedly waste a lot of time and exhaustion.

You must know that in the Yuanchen Ancient Realm, time is money.

Falling to a height of about 500 meters, the wind Qingyang felt that the cliff was still unfathomable, and the clouds and mist were rolling, and the idea of returning suddenly arose.

At this moment, the space below fluctuated violently, forming a whirlpool ten meters in size, sucking the wind into it.

Smack!

The soles of the feet stepped on the ground, and the wind was clear and relieved.

As the sect master said, the entrance to the treasure house is really everywhere, it depends on whether you have the guts or not, if you don't jump just now, it is equivalent to missing an opportunity.

Exhaled a heavy breath slightly, and the wind was clear and he had the heart to observe the surroundings.

Looking around, he found that the surrounding environment was dark, and his position was a stone corridor, and on the walls on both sides of the corridor, there was a small stone platform protruding every 100 meters, and in the center of the small stone platform was placed a candle the thickness of an arm's arm, and the faint fire was dark and prosperous.

With the sword intent in his body, Feng Qingyang would not be frightened by the dark environment, and walked towards the depths of the corridor.

After walking for about a few hundred meters, a fork in the corridor appeared, and a faint voice came from inside.

"Looks like I'm not the only one here!"

Feng Qingyang thought about it and quietly entered the fork in the road.

At the end of the fork in the road is connected to a luxurious ancient hall, the crystal lamp on the top of the hall is enduring, emitting a bright and soft light, bringing a sense of security to the gloomy environment, the wind is clear and his eyes move downward, there are three doors on the side of the hall, each door is carved with different things, at this time, a group of sect disciples are fighting, wanting to get started first.

"My senior brother is Hua Youdao, who is ranked fifty-seventh on the Qinglong Yellow List, and the people who offend my Flower God Sect are all dead ends, so don't get out of here. ”

"Hmph, I am a disciple of Bai Xuanzong, and the senior brother is Bai Lu, and the others leave quickly. ”

"Within the Yuanchen Ancient Realm, life and death have their own destiny, kill you, who knows who killed you, don't be stupid, give me death. ”

The sound of bursting energy came and went, and the crystal lamps on the top of the hall began to shake, as if they would fall down at any time.

Feng Qingyang was going to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, but there was a sound of footsteps in the direction behind him, it was not far from here, if it was an ordinary sect disciple, he didn't care, just kill it, but this person's footsteps seemed to contain magic power, every step had the power of a mountain, restrained, but it gave people a sense of oppression that was about to come.

Gathering the early stage warriors of the Sea Realm!

This thought flashed through his heart, and Feng Qingyang stepped out of the fork in the road and came to the hall.

Swish!

The fight paused slightly, and everyone's eyes were focused on Feng Qingyang.

Seeing the cloud pattern on the sleeves of the wind, many people grinned.

"The Great Song Dynasty Taibai Sword Sect, a disciple of a defeated Second Eight Rank Sect also dares to come here, and I really don't know how to write the dead word. ”

"I haven't killed a disciple of the Taibai Sword Sect, but I killed a disciple of the Absolute Sword Sect, it's too easy, I don't know how these people cultivate. ”

"Kill him first!"

"That's right!"

These people have been fighting for a long time, and there is no way to quickly distinguish the winner and loser, and when they saw the wind clearing, they suddenly forced over with bad intentions, as if they were looking at a dead man.

Feng Qingyang sneered, a group of people who didn't know whether they were dead or alive, if it weren't for someone in the fork in the road, he would have already destroyed them, and now he would have waited and talked.

"Die!"

Before these people could take the lead, the wind surged in the fork, and a huge True Qi fist suddenly rushed out, and the True Qi fist was extremely condensed, like a mountain, with an astonishing speed through the whole field.

Bang bang......

Almost half of the people were shocked to death by the force of the fist, and the corpses were thrown to both sides, and the remaining strength of the True Qi fist was not extinguished, shattering a thick pillar in the hall.