Chapter Fifty-Eight: All Lives Can Be Slaughtered
All of their spiritual weapons were smashed by the Ice and Fire Lotus, and many of them could only take out the spare spiritual weapons and slash towards those "tentacles" like wild black snakes.
I saw that a tenth-layer man in front of Liao Peng had quick eyes and hands, and his left hand quickly grabbed one of the "tentacles", and in his right hand he grabbed a crescent blade, which was instantly cut off. "Poof!" In just a moment, the tentacle was cut off by him, and a puff of black smoke came out of the section.
"Ahaha, these monsters can be cut off, let's work together to break them one by one. The man accidentally cut off a "tentacle", and was overjoyed, thinking that he had found a way to deal with them, and immediately reminded everyone loudly. However, at this moment, the tentacle immediately split into three, wrapping around his arms and waist at the same time.
Seeing this, the two people next to him hurriedly rushed over, raised their swords in their hands, and cut off the tentacles that were entanglement with the person in three strokes and five by two, and rescued him.
The man was so frightened that he hurriedly hid behind the crowd.
After the initial panic, Liao Peng and others have gradually figured out the weaknesses of these "tentacles", and someone shouted: "We are condensed together, mainly attacking in one direction, and it should not be difficult to break the entanglement of these ghosts." Remember, don't let them get tangled ......"
The others shouted in unison.
Below, Lin Xuanqing's eyes looked directly at the besieged people through layers of blood mist, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "It's still too difficult to deal with so many high-level powerhouses with the Black Silk Rope alone." However, if you want to escape from this, you can't help but ignore Lin Mou!"
Thinking of this, he pointed at the ice and fire lotus flowers flying in the sky, and immediately a large number of lotus flowers floated out, and in the blink of an eye, they had reached the top of Liao Peng and the others.
For a while, the lotus flowers filled the sky, emitting a blue fluorescence, intertwined into an ocean of blue torrents, and the temperature within a radius of several miles began to drop at an alarming rate. Just in the blink of an eye, the sky, which was still hot and dry, was already cold to the point of turning into ice.
Plop!
The sky was snowing, but every snowflake was a small lotus flower, and there were tens of thousands of lotus flowers, and with a "click", it fell on the arm of one of the ninth-layer cultivators of the Cloud Qi Jue, and that arm was immediately smashed out of a blood hole, and the blood splattered out, and when it fell again, it turned into a piece of blood ice.
"Ah, what kind of weird spell is this? What the hell is this!" These people were shocked by Lin Xuanqing's endless strange methods.
The snowflakes in the sky were connected together, drowning the group of people, and suddenly there were heart-rending screams in the area surrounded by "tentacles".
It's creepy to listen to.
On the other side, the magic in Lin Xuanqing's mouth suddenly accelerated, making the "tentacles" conjured up by the entire black silk rope seemed to be stimulated, spreading wildly, and there were constantly "tentacles" probing into the group of people, and when they came out again, there was already a "bloody man" dyed red by blood at the top of the "tentacles", and the limbs were constantly struggling, and the whole person dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was sucked into a human body.
One, two, three......
In fact, with Lin Xuanqing's means, with the powerful power of the Ice and Fire Lotus, it was enough to wipe everyone out. But instead of doing that, he chose another, more ruthless and cruel method, stripping them of their flesh and skin, and then sucking their essence and blood dry with the strange sucking power of the black silk rope......
"If you still have a trace of humanity, I can open the net and give you a happy death. But you don't. When you brutally insulted Senior Sister Luo, you were reduced to a group of animals. If you are allowed to die happily, won't it be cheaper for you?"
Lin Xuanqing stood up at this time, his shawl and black hair waving in the wind, stepping on the void, and walking towards the battlefield step by step. It was like a demon god looking down on the common people, watching the rest of the group of people continue to struggle and scream, and finally be swallowed by the tentacles in the sky.
In his eyes, the killing intent was monstrous!
Liao Peng was drowned in a bloody storm, no longer had the original arrogance and arrogance, frightened and inexplicably vigilant guarding against those strange "tentacles", and the fellow disciples and brothers around him who guarded his safety died tragically one by one, and his defense became weaker and weaker.
After another stick of incense, Liao Peng looked around and suddenly found that he was the only one standing alone in the cold wind on this empty blood-colored land.
The ground was littered with severed limbs.
On the ground, red blood flowed and converged into a stream towards the low-lying area.
"They all ...... He's dead. Why am I still alive?"
Liao Peng watched as those tentacles receded like a tide, retracting into the depths of the earth, and countless lotus flowers hovered above his head, as if forming a huge cage, imprisoning him in this side of the world.
In despair, he found that he could not break out of the prison.
Strictly speaking, he has lost the courage to rush out.
Just imagine, so many senior brothers whose cultivation far surpassed him have fallen, if that person wants his life, only between a raise of his hand, how can he be left with a chance to live?
"Tell me, where is Senior Sister Luo buried? Tell me and leave your whole body. Lin Xuanqing's voice turned into rolling thunder and blasted into Liao Peng's ears.
Hearing this, Liao Peng suddenly laughed loudly: "Lin Xuanqing, how can you be strong? What if your strength is stronger than me? Do you really dare to kill me? Hahaha, you don't dare!"
His laughter stopped abruptly and he retreated in panic. Because he found that Lin Xuanqing suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes flashing with scarlet light.
"You say, I don't dare to kill you?"
Lin Xuanqing sneered.
"You don't dare. As if to embolden himself, Liao Peng said loudly, "Of course you don't dare." If you kill me, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, you will not escape the pursuit of my grandfather. Being chased and killed by a Jade Spirit Realm powerhouse, do you think you can still live?"
"Heh!" Lin Xuanqing stared at him like an idiot, and sneered, "This is the biggest reliance you have always relied on for all your misdeeds? As early as three years ago, he died in Yunhai Cliff, at the hands of my master. You threaten me with a dead man, do you think I'll be afraid?"
"Impossible, impossible!" Liao Peng wanted to believe it, but he clearly felt from Lin Xuanqing's tone that these words were true.
Chu Huang has always been a god-like existence in his eyes.
He thought he could live under Chu Huang's wings forever.
He thought Chu Huang could give him everything.
He thought that as long as Chu Huang was there, no one would dare to touch him.
So he is willful, arrogant, domineering, and empty-eyed.
He can satisfy his selfish desires unscrupulously, even if he does something that everyone is angry with, he does not have to bear any responsibility. Because he knew that Chu Huang could help him settle everything.
But he didn't think about it, if Chu Huang died one day, how would he deal with himself?
His mind was instantly lost, and his whole body was weak, and he collapsed to the ground without Lin Xuanqing's move, no better than a dead dog. Yes, after losing his biggest backer, he is an ant, and he no longer has the courage and ability to jump.
Lin Xuanqing raised his hand, and was about to do something to this Liao Peng, but suddenly raised his head and stared at the tumbling green clouds in the distance, his eyes flickering.
I saw that in the middle of the green clouds, there was a tall middle-aged male cultivator with a height of nine feet, with clouds and qi coiling above his head, and he was a powerhouse in the early stage of the Cloud Sea Realm.
"That boy, you are so bold that you dare to commit murder in the territory of my Ancient Sword Gate. Hmph, if it weren't for Hu Mou who happened to pass by here today, I'm afraid my ancient sword gate would have been kept in by you. As soon as the middle-aged male cultivator appeared, he locked his momentum onto Lin Xuanqing, and he could burst out with a fatal blow at any time.
Lin Xuanqing's eyes froze, and his heart sank. He is no stranger to this person, Hu Junlei, the seventh disciple of Chu Huang, has been walking all over the Great Chu Country for a long time, and rarely returns to the Ancient Sword Gate, it is said that among all the early Yunhai powerhouses in the Ancient Sword Gate, his strength is in the middle and upper class, and he is an extremely difficult character.
When Liao Peng saw Hu Junlei appear, he immediately seemed to grasp the last straw, and shouted: "Uncle Hu, save me, save me!"
That Hu Junlei stared at it and recognized it as Liao Pengqi, and was suddenly startled, and said in surprise: "How could it be you?" He looked down again, and all he saw were corpses wearing the robes of the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect, and he was immediately furious, and the halberd pointed at Lin Xuanqing and scolded angrily: "Bold fanatics, who gave you the courage to dare to kill my disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect?"
"If I kill him, naturally they deserve to die!" Lin Xuanqing quickly calmed down, and looked at this Hu Junlei without the slightest fear, and said in a condensed voice.
"Okay, you still don't repent! Today, the old man wants to see if you can kill the old man too?"
"Today I will kill Liao Peng, whoever stops me, I will slaughter him!!" Lin Xuanqing said loudly.
Since this Hu Junlei is Chu Huang's lineage, he is destined to be his enemy, since this is the case, there is no need to say anything more to him.