Chapter 274: The Black-Faced God
Yu Zhifu saw that Wei Ping, Jiang Chun and the other seven cultivators who had cultivated in the Dan stage had ugly faces, and sneered: "In this way, you guys rush in front, and I will break in the back?"
Wei Ping hurriedly changed his smiling face and said, "Boss, you have the final say." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Yu Zhifu put away the blood red, swallowed a handful of elixir, put his hands on his back, and just raised his eyes to look into the distance, only to see that the blood mist was everywhere and the wailing was everywhere, this place was really a big killing field, and it was roughly estimated that there were at least 200,000 cultivators in the Dan period and the foundation building period.
Due to the fact that Yu Zhifu broke off, although Wei Ping and Jiang Chun rushed forward according to the established formation, four or five cultivators who had cultivated in the middle stage of the Jiedan and one hundred and ten cultivators who had cultivated in the foundation building period suddenly came to the front, and they couldn't hold each other for a while, and they showed signs of defeat.
Yu Zhifu, who was responsible for the break, saw that there was nothing behind him for a while, so he impatiently walked around to the back of the opponent's team, only to see that there was only a cultivator who had only cultivated in the middle stage of the Dan after the break, and at the same time, he sent out a "hmph-ha-" At the same time, without waiting for the other party to fall to the ground, the blood was red and dancing, and he reaped the lives of the cultivators who had cultivated in the Dan stage.
In the stunned eyes of those cultivators in the foundation building period who were still offering all kinds of magic weapons to support the fight in front of them just now, Yu Zhifu stretched out his hand and popped out countless sparks and fell in the crowd, and there was no wailing, all those cultivators who cultivated in the foundation building period were stained with this spark, and they immediately turned into ashes, but in two breaths, most of the cultivators in the foundation building period were silently killed by him.
When the cultivators who were attacking in front of him came to their senses, and saw that there were only a few of them who were cultivating in the Dan period, and there was no one left, at this time, seven or eight breaths had passed, and Yu Zhifu just took the time to put the identity tokens and storage bags of those cultivators who had cultivated in the foundation building period on his waist.
When those people saw that their disciples, nephews, nephews and others were napping and disappeared one by one, they knew that Yu Zhifu was doing trouble, and they were immediately furious, and they gave up Wei Ping and others and pounced on Yu Zhifu.
Yu Zhifu stroked his palms and smiled: "You guys fight, I'll go and take a breath." ”
After saying that, he disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already hidden behind his own team and continued to serve as a post-break mission.
Seeing no trace of Yu Zhifu, the four cultivators who had cultivated in the middle stage of the knot turned around and saw that their anger was vented to Wei Ping, Jiang Chun and others, although Wei Ping was full of people here, but he couldn't stop the other party's murderous aura at all, and for a while, the magic weapons and spells emitted a strange scene, which was quite spectacular.
Seeing that one of Yu Zhifu's cultivators and four or five cultivators of the foundation building stage had died, and seven or eight cultivators were injured, he frowned, rushed to the team, threw out a handful of elixir, and ordered those injured to take the medicine, and rushed to the already entangled battle group, while "hum-ha-", harvesting the lives of cultivators of the same level with blood red, while packing up all kinds of scattered ownerless magic weapon identity tokens and storage bags. In less than ten breaths, Yu Zhifu reaped the lives of the four cultivators who had cultivated in the middle of the Dan period.
Facing Wei Ping and Jiang Chun, who were full of embarrassment, Yu Zhifu put on a cold face and said: "I just want to tell you that all those who stay in Liuyun Mountain are outcasts, that is, cannon fodder as the saying goes, what we are doing now is to be able to live as long as possible, as for how long you can live, no one knows, if you want to be greedy and meritorious in this calamity, I can only regret to tell you, even your life is gone, do you want so much work? Your biggest wishful thinking now is to save your life." ”
After a pause, he said, "Wei Daoyou, Jiang Daoyou, if you don't have anything to say, just roll to the back of the team and break the back." ”
Everyone including Wei Ping and Jiang Chun was only coerced by his obscene coercion with the name of Rui Yuanzi before, but now they are completely convinced by him, and even worship him, after all, all the way over, it has only passed the tea time, and almost with his own strength, he has killed more than three cultivators of the Yudan stage cultivators, and nearly a hundred cultivators of the foundation building period have just disappeared in the snap of his fingers - of course, all the harvest was obtained by Yu Zhifu alone, but who dares to have an opinion?
Behind him, a cultivator surnamed Meng who had cultivated in the early stage of Jiedan's face turned pale and pointed to the oblique front, and said, "Boss, look-"
It turned out that the momentum of Yu Zhifu and his party had attracted the attention of many people nearby, and at this time, there was a large group of cultivators who were all cultivators in the middle stage of the Yudan and above in front of him, and they were rushing over with murderous energy. His face changed slightly, and he said, "You come after me!"
After speaking, he took out a stack of spirit runes out of thin air, and sacrificed them to the approaching group of people and horses, almost every few steps, he sacrificed a stack of spirit runes, although these spirit runes were huge and gorgeous, but they were useless, but they only blocked their pressing steps.
However, in the direction of Yu Zhifu's running, two cultivators who did not know each other in the foundation building period came, Yu Zhifu opened his mouth and spit out six blood-drinking swords, and after harvesting their lives, he ran these six blood-drinking swords to form a protective shield to further strengthen his own protection.
Yu Zhifu was annoyed that they were blocking their way, waving blood red, indiscriminately attacking them indiscriminately, killing them in an instant, taking everything for himself, but throwing the identity token of his own cultivator who had died in the group of people who chased him.
Yu Zhifu led the crowd to intersperse the hot battlefield, and from time to time sacrificed a stack of spirit runes, and the large group of cultivators who had cultivated above the middle stage of the Jiedan seemed to be determined to hunt and kill Yu Zhifu and others, and they were in hot pursuit.
Running all the way, Yu Zhifu killed nearly ten cultivators who cultivated above the Dan stage, and also killed more than a hundred cultivators who cultivated in the foundation building period, and the large group of people and horses chasing behind him had not yet been thrown away, and the team of people and horses who followed him were all pale and nervous, if it weren't for his strict order to restrain them before, he was afraid of blowing up the nest-like sparrows, and they would have already scattered and fled.
Seeing that the big team had been forced up, Yu Zhifu groaned slightly, and after taking a handful of elixirs, he sent Wei Ping, Jiang Chun and others to let them return to the front of the team, and the two of them led the team to flee to the sparse crowd for the time being, while he himself followed the team to protect the rear team.
He killed three cultivators who had cultivated above the foundation stage and dozens of cultivators who had cultivated in the foundation building stage in one fell swoop, and then came to the back of the team and ordered everyone to follow Wei Ping's people, but he shook his body and disappeared, and when he appeared, he actually jumped into the crowd of people who were approaching.
Since this large group of people is mainly attacking in groups, and the rest are supplemented, the team is quite compact, seeing Yu Zhifu appear in their team out of thin air, they panicked for a while, after all, they saw from a distance that Yu Zhifu could easily harvest more than five cultivators of the Great Perfection Realm in the late stage of the Jiedan almost effortlessly, which shows that this person's strength is greater than that of cultivation, and he has long been afraid. In the panic, the team did not disperse, and could only rely on hand-to-hand combat attacks, and the rest of the attacks were easy to hurt their own people.
Cultivators major in cultivation, spells and the like spend a lot of time, energy, and resources to practice, while practitioners focus on long-range attacks with magic weapons, that is, before the other party gets close, they use magic weapons, spells, Spirit runes and other means will kill or subdue the latter, so in addition to the protective true qi cover, they do not pay attention to their own strength and melee attacks, of course, there are not a few cultivators who are obsessed with melee attacks, and the vast majority of demons are unable to practice spells due to early restrictions, so they have to focus on melee attacks, provided that they have a strong body as capital.
This large group of people and horses are all formed by cultivating in the middle of the Yu Dan and above, and they are basically overwhelming all the way, and there are countless people who have killed the same rank, but they have almost no losses, and even few people are injured, so they can't help but be arrogant and careless, and they are at a loss in the face of Yu Zhifu appearing out of thin air among the enemy team.
Yu Zhifu has always focused on hand-to-hand combat, especially his countless hunting of sea beasts over the years, which has made his actual combat experience perfect, almost to the extreme. He snorted coldly, the blood red danced wildly, and the Yin Yang Soul Lock Spear borrowed from Li Yuan'er was also dancing and splashed, and when everyone reacted, he had easily killed the four cultivators who had cultivated above the Dan stage, and at this time, only a breath had passed, he shook his body, flashed away, and appeared in a peripheral place later, the same blood red and the Yin and Yang Soul Locking Spear danced together, and he killed the cultivators who cultivated above the middle stage of the two Jiedan, and then he drew a scoop according to the gourd...... When he had killed a total of eleven cultivators, he stumbled a few times, his face turned pale, and then he flashed back into his ranks.
It was a murderous rush to chase and kill, all of them were a large team of cultivators who cultivated above the middle stage of the Jiedan, at this time there were only eight frightened cultivators, if it weren't for them who had been killed for a long time, they had already scattered and fled at this time, but although they had already assembled the team in the shortest possible time, they were watching the team of Yu Zhifu in the distance, no one was afraid in their hearts, and they didn't dare to chase another step, one of them seemed to hear a rumor, and said to themselves: " This person's methods are similar to the rumored evil gods, but the face is different, and the one seems to be yellow-faced......"
One of the people beside him muttered, "This is a veritable black-faced god, and it's even more powerful—"
Later, three of the remaining eight cultivators died in this calamity, and the other five cultivators spent more than three hundred years to remove the psychological shadow caused by the black-faced evil god.
Although Yu Zhifu fought back just now, and it took him time to make tea, but he had already spent more than ninety percent of his physical strength, and although he could fight again, he was not far from the end of the lamp. He stuffed a lot of panacea into his mouth, using all means possible to restore his spirit, hoping to recover his strength little by little.