Chapter 223: Violent Torture and Killing!

Thump......

Wu Shuo's legs and stomach were weak, and he also followed in the footsteps of Deng Huanjie and the others, and collapsed to the ground. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Wu Xingbo was extremely frightened, his body couldn't stop trembling, if the enemy was just Shang Jingxing, with Wei Li and He Feiming as backers, he wouldn't be like this, but the roar of ten thousand beasts made him feel completely afraid.

He took a few steps forward and hid behind Wei Li, and said in a trembling voice, "Wei ...... Weili, what's going on?!"

Wei Li's face still had a little surprise on his face, but for Wu Xingbo's question, he still said with a cold face: "What are you panicking about!

The expression on Wu Xingbo's face froze, and a wave of anger rose from his heart, he admitted that he was indeed inferior to Wei Li, but his pride over the years did not allow him to be so humiliated.

He opened his mouth, wanting to curse, but before the words could come out of his mouth, dozens of footsteps sounded from all around.

"Kill!"

A giant elephant walked out of the woods with red eyes, and a stream of hot air wafted out of its mouth, and behind it was a row of knocked down ancient trees.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

As the shouts of killing sounded, a large number of fierce beasts came out of the woods, and the number reached fifty in just half a cup of tea, and this number was still increasing.

Everyone was surrounded in the middle, and countless pairs of red eyes stared at them in the open and dark, but no matter who knew in their hearts, the target of this group of fierce beasts was only Wei Li's group of seven people.

Wei Li and the others began to slowly get closer, Wu Xingbo had the intention to grab Lu Lanlian as a bargaining chip to threaten Shang Jingxing, but seeing the fierce beast approaching step by step, he still gave up this idea, not to mention Wu Xingbo and the others at this time, even He Feiming had a solemn expression.

The only one present who remained calm was Wei Li, he clasped his hands on his chest and waited quietly, this was not because he had the cultivation to ignore this group of Jindan stage beasts, but he clearly understood Shang Jingxing, if Shang Jingxing wanted to kill himself and others, he would never fake it.

These beasts are just guards!

Time passed minute by minute, Lu Lanlian and the others had been pulled into the outer circle by the fierce beasts, looking at the hundreds of fierce beasts in the three circles around them, cold sweat soaked the backs of the six Weili people, and "Xiaoyun" flew in the air with a pair of beast pupils looking at everything below with interest, and the corners of his mouth were hooked with an intriguing smile.

Call......

A gust of wind blew, and almost everyone present reflexively swept a thought in their minds.

Got the wind?

Yes, the wind is blowing!

A black wind blew straight towards them, and along the way, stumps and leaves flew all over the sky, and ancient trees fell one after another like dominoes.

The wind came close in an instant, and it was only then that Wei Li saw the true face of the "wind".

"Demonic energy! It's demonic energy! Get out of the way!"

Wei Li's reminder was too late after all, and the whirlwind composed of demonic qi swept like locusts crossing the border, but what was even more strange was that this demonic cyclone stopped at their place after it blew and stopped moving.

"Ahhh!!h

"My face! Wu Shao! He Shao! Help me!"

Deng Huanjie and Zhang Meiniang tore their scalps and howled bitterly, their cultivation was already the lowest, plus they were weak and paralyzed on the ground, they had no ability to resist in the face of demonic energy, they were eroded by demonic qi in an instant, and their skin decayed and fell off inch by inch, and finally turned into a pool of blood.

Although the two of them died, the whirlwind would not stop because of this, and a wail penetrated out of the demonic cyclone, making Liu Yuan, who was the only sober, break out in a cold sweat, and make Lei Luoshuang, who had been hiding in the distance from beginning to end and observing the scalp of Lei Luoshuang, who had not participated in this battle, tingle, and the two of them had surprisingly the same thoughts, and they did not dare to imagine that they were eroded by the demonic qi and turned into blood.

After a few breaths, the demonic cyclone disappeared, and looking at the situation in the center of the fierce beast group, Liu Yuan and Lei Luoshuang took a breath of cold air at the same time.

He Feiming and Wei Li, who had the highest cultivation, were all embarrassed, and there was a faint black aura on their handsome faces, and there were several fragments of the third-grade magic weapon under their feet.

Wu Xingbo, who was slightly inferior in cultivation, looked quite miserable, not to mention the fragments of the magic weapon in front of him, his entire face was dyed black, and rows of black blood flowed from the seven orifices.

And the remaining two can no longer be described as miserable, Yan Likui's hands with a strong physique are blurred by the flesh and blood corroded by demonic qi, and even the bones inside can be seen clearly, while Wu Shuo really only has a skeleton of bones left, barely surviving.

But this is not the main reason why Liu Yuan and Lei Luoshuang were surprised, Wei Li and a group of seven people, Deng Huanjie and Zhang Meiniang died, there should have been five people left, but the reality is not the case, there is one more person in a field without anyone noticing!

It was a figure covered with demonic flames, obviously appearing silently, but now he stood proudly on the spot, holding a club-like weapon in one hand, and holding Wu Shuo's head in the air with the other.

When they saw this figure, everyone instinctively took a step back, and the pair of blood-colored pupils that flickered behind the Demon Flame made everyone, including Wei Li, fearful, and more importantly, even though the Demon Flame covered his appearance, the iconic black wooden coffin he was carrying behind him revealed his identity!

"Shang Jingxing!!" exclamations from several people rang out at the same time.

Although Shang Jingxing lost his mind, he still reacted to his name, he raised his head slightly, his vicious blood pupils swept around, and saw that everyone's eyes were focused on him, the corners of his mouth cracked, and his right hand slammed hard!

Syllable!

Wu Shuo's head was crushed by Shang Jingxing with one hand, like a watermelon falling to the ground, it was torn apart, red and white splashed everywhere, most of them splashed towards Shang Jingxing, but it was burned and evaporated by the demonic flames on his body, and he didn't even get half a point on his hands.

Shaking off the non-existent blood in his hand, Shang Jingxing smiled lowly, raised his head, swept his gaze, and finally fixed on Wu Xingbo.

"Kill!"

As soon as the shouting came out, Wu Xingbo suddenly trembled, and he didn't want to turn around and run.

Due to the problem of position, Wu Xingbo ran, Yan Likui was suddenly in the position between Shang Jingxing and Wu Xingbo, and Shang Jingxing, who had lost his mind, didn't think about it at all, and directly swept with the Ninefold Xuanyuan Stick in his right hand, Yan Likui's waist was separated in an instant, and his eyes were extremely wide, and he never thought that he would die so easily.

In the next second, Shang Jingxing's ghostly figure came behind Wu Xingbo, he stretched out his left hand, grabbed Wu Xingbo's arm, and then slammed it to the ground mercilessly!

Boom!

Wu Xingbo wailed, a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth, countless bones broke like fried beans, and a small human-shaped pit appeared on the ground.

Even if Shang Jingxing lost his mind, he still had an irrepressible hatred in his heart, and it was precisely because of this hatred that he didn't kill Wu Xingbo directly, and even just now he only used thirty percent of his strength.

He did this for only one purpose, to torture Wu Xingbo!

Shang Jingxing's body twisted, lifted Wu Xingbo up, and then smashed it down in the other direction.

Boom!!

This time he used too much force, and Wu Xingbo's right hand was directly torn off, but Shang Jingxing still didn't intend to let him go, his body was slightly short, and he grabbed Wu Xingbo's other hand.

Boom!!!

Boom!!!!

After a cup of tea, the small pit on the ground was about a foot deep, and Wu Xingbo had become a puddle of meat lying in it.

After doing all this, Shang Jingxing raised his head and looked at He Feiming and Wei Li, the corners of his mouth were grinning, and he was extremely arrogant.

"You, too, will die!!"