Chapter Five Hundred and Fortieth Chapter 3rd on the Fierce List, Song Ye
This man is about twenty-seven or eight years old, with an ordinary face and wearing gray clothes.¥f,
He held the wooden branch and took a bite on it, then smiled a little and said, "The divine flesh tastes good."
Qin Xianyu's eyes were slightly terrified, and he felt that the surroundings were all cold.
This is not cold, but murderous aura.
The man's clothes were not gray, but blue, but the murderous aura seemed to condense into substance, and everything was dark and desperate, so he became like a gray dress.
The pavilion is also gray withered wood.
But these were originally green trees.
It was just because he came here that the plants and trees did not grow and withered.
His every move was filled with murderous intent.
In this person's eyes, murderous intent has been integrated into the bones, and murderous intent is everywhere. As long as the intention arises in the heart, it must be murderous intent.
He just wanted to kill.
"My name is Song Ye."
The man smiled slightly, and his ordinary face seemed to be covered with a layer of gray dust. He slowly said, "Some people call me the Blood Demon, but my real name is Song Ye. I don't like others to call me by other names. For this reason, I have killed some people."
Qin Xianyu's eyes were quiet.
Yuan Fan whispered behind his back: "Song Ye, this man is a famous murderous man in Huaiyin Mountain. He is known as the Blood Demon. He is bloodthirsty and is listed as the third in the 30,000-mile Huaiyin land. This man was listed on the evil list by the Barbarian Division of the Sect many years ago. He will be killed whenever the disciples of the Shenzong encounter it. However, his cultivation is not low, and although the Barbarian Division of the Sect is nominally hunted down, he did not do his best because the disciples in the sect had not been slaughtered by this person, so he let him be free until now."
Qin Xianyu raised his eyebrows slightly and thought, "The third place in the evil list?"
Yuan Fan said: "This person will kill people if he doesn't agree. No matter what the other party is, no matter what the gods, demons, immortals, Buddhas, or even ordinary tribes, as long as he is displeased, he will kill them. And the most famous time was that he failed to refine treasures. He was displeased in his heart, and then he used killing to vent his anger. He used the Taoist method to defeat a vast tribe in Huaiyin Mountain, erasing its tribe gods, and the remaining power spread. There were 100,000 people in the tribe, regardless of men, women, age and young. None of them survived."
Qin Xianyu remained silent.
A tribe of 100,000 people have not lived for a lifetime.
Just listening to this sentence, you can imagine this person's fierceness, but that's all.
After all, he did not live in that tribe and did not interact with people in the tribe, so he only felt that this was a huge number. But in fact, ten thousand and hundreds of thousands seemed to be no different.
However, when you think about it carefully, it is different.
Among the 100,000 people, both men, women, young and old, and those with good people. Those with evil people are husband and wife, parents, children, and relatives. Among them are those with deep feelings, those with outstanding wisdom and thoughts, and those with passion and blood are boiling.
Whether it is mediocre or inferior, whether it is affectionate or righteous, whether it is laughing or suffering, whether it is rich or poor, it is all in a disaster and it has turned into a dead bone.
In the holy dynasty of great virtue, the demon monk Kuda burned three towns. Thousands of people were killed and injured, and the sadness was shrilling and the sadness was everywhere. What a tragic situation should be for a hundred thousand people?
And the source of the disaster is the person in front of you.
Just look at his ordinary appearance, no different from ordinary people, but who would have thought that this person killed countless people, and the lives of thousands of people were all like grass.
Qin Xianyu said in his heart: "This guy is known as the Blood Demon, and it really deserves his name."
He put his hand on the sword, slowly pulled out the Shouzheng sword, and stood in front of Yuan Fan.
Song Ye ignored it. He opened his mouth and pulled off the flesh from his hand, gnawed off the bones on it, and then left a skeleton and threw it aside.
"I heard that among the four generations of disciples in Yandi in Zhongzhou, a stunning junior appeared, with his abilities no less than Lin Jingtang, among the three generations of disciples. His arrogant and rebellious heart was even better than Lin Jingtang."
Song Ye said lightly: "It is said that this junior claimed that he was invincible to the hundred-year-old sword immortal, and the sword art was the best way to attack all kinds of magical methods, so he thought that among the cultivators in heaven and earth, no one could defeat him at least a hundred years old?"
Qin Xianyu frowned slightly and said, "Is there such a person among the four generations of disciples of this sect?"
Song Ye said: "It is said that this person is named Shanyan."
Qin Xianyu's eyes narrowed, and he felt very strange.
Yuan Fan also knew that his uncle had once given a pseudonym Shanyan, so he was surprised.
"This disciple in Yandi is even more crazy than Lin Jingtang, which has aroused dissatisfaction from many sects. From the Barbarian Divine Sect, the Middle Earth Immortal Sect, the East Sea Immortal Island disciples, to the young juniors of various tribes and clans in the Barbarian Tribes, they are all excited. Now most of them are searching for the whereabouts of this kind-hearted word."
Song Ye said: "In the past day, many people have been looking for him, but I have been looking for him for a year. I am looking for a young Taoist priest who walks with a sword and carries a treasure. He has a jade plaque that houses the void, a real dragon as a mount, and thousands of eagles as a means. He seems to be a disciple of Yandi."
Yuan Fan was surprised and looked at the uncle of the junior master.
Qin Xianyu remembered in his heart that when he first arrived in the wilderness, he had killed a god and demon comparable to the fourth-turn earth immortal. Later, someone claimed that the sect raised this god and demon, so he asked for an explanation and started fighting. In the end, he used the Immortal Sword Decision to defeat the old man with the immortal body of the Five Tribulations, but let him escape with another person.
Apart from this, he has been practicing within the division of sects and has never revealed his jade plaque, real dragon, or divine eagle.
"The old man reported this, and seemed to be willing to kill someone with a knife." Song Ye said: "This incident came to me, and I was quite interested. So in order to stop the news, I killed all the old man and more than 300 disciples from all over his sect for you. In addition, if anyone who has heard this news and knows that a young Taoist priest has treasured a treasure, I have been killed by me, with a total of 1,000 people, plus the relatives and friends they may inform, or their wives and children, there are about 6,000 people."
His words were dull, as if six thousand particles of dust had been scattered.
"Now, I am the only one who knows this."
"The young Taoist priest used Yandi's sword skills, possessing the most treasure, and was quite young, but it seemed that he had not made much reputation. He should have just entered the wilderness. The four generations of disciples were good at saying that they were amazing and invincible at a hundred years old, and they were also the first to enter the wilderness. These two people should be of the same generation, and they were both extremely outstanding. Logically speaking, they should have the same talent."
Song Ye threw away the wooden branch and asked, "Are you a good word? A good word carrying treasures?"
Qin Xianyu nodded and said, "It's me."
"It seems that this treasure can only fall on me." Song Ye said with a smile: "When I heard that before, I only regarded it as a young junior, ignorant, innocent, holding the treasures of the elders to protect themselves, walking on the wild land, and finally the end was to be killed and seized by someone. He was actually a little guy who came to send treasures and die. Later, after hearing Shanyan's bold words, he was quite excited, but he was a guy who was extremely arrogant."
"I killed countless people in my life, and I like you the most."
"Genius people are always conceited, and they realize that they have a great future and unlimited potential. However, whenever they are killed by me and have their lives cut off, they know that their skills are not as good as others and have no future. So they have no conceit in their hearts and can only cry and beg in the dust."
Chapter completed!