However, Zheng Zhi turned a deaf ear to the young man's plea for mercy and continued to inject cold air.
Three meridians were broken again.
The young man screamed in pain.
He yelled wildly: "I said, I said, I said everything, don't continue."
"Aren't you very hard-boned?"
Zheng Zhi smiled lightly: "Would you like to stop struggling?"
As he said this, there was another "bang" sound, and another pulse was severed.
"Brother, I was wrong. Please don't continue. I won't say anything."
The young man completely lost his temper and his face turned pale, as if he was seriously ill.
Unless his will is weak, the pain of cold air entering the body and severed veins is simply not something ordinary people can bear.
Jiuyou Xuanqi is still very domineering.
"May I have your name?"
Zheng Zhi put away his palms and asked.
"My name is Mang Tie, a member of the Corpse Sect."
The young man replied quickly.
I am afraid that if I answer too slowly, I will suffer from the cold again.
"Corpse Sect?"
Zheng Zhi raised his eyebrows.
He had never heard of such a force in Mexico.
However, this sect name does not look good at first glance.
"Let me ask you, is your Corpse Sect secretly controlling the changes in Hong Kong City?"
Zheng Zhi asked again.
"this……"
Mang Tie's eyes flickered, hesitant.
Suddenly, his pupils shrank.
Because the blade of the sword lowered between his brows had sunk deep into the depths.
"you……"
"I already know the answer."
Zheng Zhi smiled slightly.
Mang Tie stared at Zheng Zhi and died suddenly.
Zheng Zhi didn't say anything more. He pressed Mang Tie's head with his right hand and performed the "Great Nether Sky Swallowing Technique".
After a while, Mang Tie's body turned into a mummy.
This evil cultivator who killed countless people must not have thought that after his death, his cultivation would be sucked dry by others.
Dark clouds appeared again in the sky of the small town.
In the dark clouds, the power of heaven is released, making people's hearts tremble.
However, it was still just a false shot, and the catastrophe had not yet come.
Zheng Zhi raised his head and looked at the slowly dissipating dark clouds with a heavy expression.
It was the first time for him to experience the power of God in person, and it was really terrifying.
It’s hard to imagine what it will be like once it comes?
But soon, Zheng Zhi put his mind aside.
Anyway, Heavenly Tribulation will only happen in the Pregnant Spirit Realm. It is too early to worry about this now.
After thinking about it, he began to check his body.
Mang Tie is very powerful and possesses six profound powers.
After devouring his profound energy, Zheng Zhi improved his cultivation again.
With a thought, the mysterious energy was released, and three strands of quiet energy were condensed.
If we continue at this rate, the Pregnant Spirit Realm is not far away.
After taking a look at the corpses lying around, Zheng Zhi sighed.
As soon as the sole of the foot was chopped off, a burst of cold air was released, and tens of thousands of corpses were all frozen.
The long sleeves were waved, the cold wind blew, and all the ice sculptures instantly shattered and turned into snow dust...
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
He is not a saint, and that is all he can do.
After that, Zheng Zhi's figure flew high into the sky and continued to fly towards the depths of the harbor city.
On the way, we passed many villages and small towns.
These small towns are all extremely empty and empty of people.
Sometimes, there is no human being in sight for dozens of miles.
"It seems that this port city is far more complicated than I thought."
Zheng Zhi shook his head slightly, feeling troubled.
With the lessons learned from the past, we have a conclusion as to why people from these villages and towns disappeared.
It was obviously the corpse sect's doing.
"Boom boom boom!"
While flying, Zheng Zhi's eyes narrowed.
There was a violent explosion and faint waves of profound energy coming from the front, which could be felt even from a great distance.
"Is there a fight?"
Zheng Zhi raised his eyebrows.
Curiosity flashed through his heart, and Zheng Zhi turned into sword light.
This is a small town, and the two sides are fighting fiercely.
One person is wearing iron armor and holding a spear. His temperament shows that he has undergone formal military training.
Harbor city garrison!
In comparison, the other side seems too awkward.
Most of them are holding axes, hoes, iron bars, and even kitchen knives...
Most of them were clothed in civilian clothes, with patches of various sizes all over their bodies. They were unkempt and skinny.
With such an appearance, it seems that he has been suffering from lack of food all year round and is malnourished.
"refugee?"
Zheng Zhi recognized these civilians at a glance.
Judging from the current situation, it seems that the garrison is encircling and suppressing these refugees.
However, the number of refugees was huge, reaching tens of thousands, while the garrison only had about 4,000 soldiers.
It cannot be completely eradicated for a while.
Those refugees seemed to be going crazy. Although they were as skinny as firewood, they all looked ferocious and displayed considerable fighting power.
But even so, the strength gap between the two sides is too great.
How can refugees with crude weapons and malnutrition compete with the well-equipped garrison?
Countless refugees were brutally shot to death and their blood flowed like rivers.
"Fight them!"
The leader of the refugees is a young man.
He is only in his early twenties and looks upright.
This person's cultivation level is not low, he has reached the level of Kongyou, and has cultivated two channels of Netherness.
It is worth mentioning that this person is a sword cultivator and holds a fine iron long sword in his hand.
Sword rays swept along the way, killing many garrison soldiers.
"A bunch of untouchables."
Among the garrison, a mounted general sneered.
This is a thick-set man with a hideous scar on his face.
His cold eyes glanced around and finally locked onto the young man holding the sword.
"drive!"
There was a loud shout and the sound of horses, and the general came to the young man's door.
With the spear in his hand, he stabbed down.
Mysterious energy surged all over my body, and there were actually three ghostly energies surrounding me.
The young man holding the sword felt a chill running down his spine and his complexion changed drastically.
Gritting his teeth hard, he faced him with a backhand sword.
He was also in the Kongyou Realm, but he only cultivated one Nether Power.
"clang!"
Guns and swords clashed, sparks flew.
Amid the ripples of profound energy, the light of a broken sword flickered.
The young man holding the sword vomited blood and retreated violently. On his right shoulder, there was a ferocious blood hole.
Looking at the sword in his hand, it had been broken into two pieces.
The young man was horrified, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.
But at this moment, a cold light flashed in front of him, and a spear point was approaching.
"die!"
The general on horseback rushed in front of the young man and stabbed his spear straight into the young man's head, as if he wanted to kill him with one blow.
"call out!"
However, just when the gun point was about to hit, something unexpected happened.
A ray of sword light came and hit the tip of the gun.
The spear fired in a burst, missed the target, and hit the side of the young man's face.
A trace of blood appeared on the young man's face, and a strand of hair was cut off by the sharp edge.
"who?"
The killing move was blocked, and the general's face turned pale.
He raised his head and stared at the source of the sword light.
One stood in the air, holding a bloody green blade.
At the critical moment, Zheng Zhi took action.
"Who are you, who dare to hinder my general from suppressing the rebellion?"
The gun-wielding general shouted violently.
"Counterinsurgency?"
Zheng Zhi glanced at the corpses of refugees around him and his eyes turned cold: "All I see is the government forcing the people to rebel."
"Well said."
The sword-wielding young man who escaped the disaster wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with stern eyes: "You damn dog officials, colluded with evil cults, created plagues, and caused so many people to be displaced and their families destroyed."
"I curse you to a bad death!"
When many refugees who were fighting with the garrison in the port city heard this, they seemed to be recalling unbearable past events, and their eyes were all red with blood.
Driven by hatred, their fighting power increased dramatically.
"You're looking for death!"
Upon hearing this, the general became furious.
He punched Zheng Zhi in the air.
Three rays of quiet energy erupted into three violent punches.
"Justice beware!"
Below, the young man shouted.
However, the next moment, he saw a shocking scene.
I saw Zheng Zhi lightly sword.
The sword glowed like snow, and the fist power containing three rays of quiet power was instantly annihilated.