"Damn it, if this continues, we will all die here."
"It's been half a month, and I haven't seen even a ghost. That kid must have died here a long time ago."
"There is absolutely no point in losing your life in vain."
…
The Corpse Sect team was filled with complaints.
The passion that Mang Mei had aroused when she entered the forest has long been forgotten.
Over the past few days, companions have continued to die, and the remaining people have long been like frightened birds.
Moreover, as time went by, his companions died tragically one after another, and Mang Mei's prestige continued to decline.
As a result, some people now dare to directly question the elder Mang Mei.
Anyway, death is the word. Even if Mang Mei doesn't kill them and continues to go deeper, they will die in the mouth of the monster.
With this idea in mind, the shock and fear caused by Mang Mei's iron-blooded methods plummeted.
Hearing the complaints from his subordinates around him, Mang Mei said nothing.
But those bewitching eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Elder Mangmei, this is already the deepest part of the Devil's Forest. There is still no trace of that boy. He must have been buried in the mouth of a beast. Why don't we turn back?"
An elder from Kongyou Realm suggested.
He obviously saw Mang Mei's murderous intention and stepped in to stop her.
But Mang Mei ignored it and stared at the elder with a pair of sharp eyes: "We go to all this trouble just to kill him?"
"You want to see people alive, you want to see corpses when you're dead."
When the elder heard this, he lowered his head and said nothing.
But those eyes were full of darkness.
This is completely disrespectful of their lives!
However, he said no more.
After all, he is a strong man in the Kongyou Realm, he cherishes his life and does not want to offend Mang Mei.
I was just thinking about finding a good opportunity to run away later.
Anyway, he didn’t want to have sex with Mang Mei.
The other corpse cultivators in the Kongyou Realm intertwined their gazes with each other, and they probably had similar thoughts to the former.
"Whoosh!"
However, at this moment, a sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded.
Upon hearing the movement, the faces of the corpse cultivators changed drastically.
One by one, they circulated their profound energy and were on alert.
They are originally frightened and nervous, and any disturbance will make them feel like they are facing a powerful enemy.
"I actually chased you here. You guys are so persistent!"
A faint laugh came, mixed with sarcasm.
At this moment, Zheng Zhi was holding a sword in one hand and standing on a branch not far from them.
"Zheng Zhi!"
After seeing the person clearly, Mang Mei's sharp voice was filled with murderous intent.
A face gradually became ferocious.
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet!
Each of the corpse sect masters also reacted quickly. The previous embarrassment was no longer there, replaced by a fierce killing intent.
As if they had found someone to vent their anger to, all the corpse cultivators looked at Zheng Zhi with eyes that were addictive.
"It's all because of you, you bastard, that makes me miserable like this. I want to kill you to vent my anger."
A Kongyou Realm corpse cultivator looked ferocious and shouted loudly.
As soon as he shouted, his body was already rushing out like a cheetah snatching food.
His words seemed to resonate successfully.
All the corpse cultivators acted together with a tacit understanding.
However, they seemed to have forgotten who Duan Tianqiu was killed that day.
With hundreds of people taking action at the same time, the attack is naturally not bad.
Moreover, there are three Kongyoujing among them!
However, facing the siege of many corpse cultivators, Zheng Zhi, who was at the forefront of the storm, did not panic.
That green face was as calm as water.
As his eyes flashed, there was a chilling murderous intent.
The sword moved, and the blood glowed.
The sword light flashed past, and the two heads rolled down instantly.
Then, he moved.
As fast as ghostly lightning, he could get close to a strong man in the sky in an instant.
The cold air leaked out, and one punch directly destroyed the opponent's body-protecting Xuangang.
The strong man in Kongyou vomited blood and retreated violently.
Zheng Zhi took a step forward and appeared directly in front of the retreating strong man Kongyou. He grabbed his neck with one hand and slammed him against the tree.
"Bang!"
The head cracked open and blood splattered like a watermelon bursting into pieces.
"Whizzing!"
Three more people came to kill them, their corpses as sharp as knives.
I saw him throw a kick, turn around and kick in a series, and click with a roundhouse kick.
The several zombie cultivators who were killed flew backwards, and the powerful force on their feet instantly kicked the three people's sternums into pieces.
Died suddenly on the spot!
In one breath, he had killed six people in a row.
When the angry corpse cultivators saw this, they were all frightened.
The impulse in my mind has diminished a lot.
But this time, it was Zheng Zhi's turn.
He obviously would not let these people go.
"Whoosh!"
I saw just a little bit of the sole of his foot, and he was already fighting in front of another Kongyou strongman.
"Ghost Claw!"
The strong man in Kongyou turned pale with fright, and rushed away with his true intention. His five fingers turned into claws and he clawed out.
The claws were approaching. Zheng Zhi hooked his lips and punched him.
There is nothing fancy about this punch.
"Kacha!"
The fists and claws collided, and the claw blades shattered instantly.
Along with the clawed arm, everything was cut off.
After being hit hard by one blow, the strong man Kongyou turned pale and wanted to retreat in a hurry.
But how could Zheng Zhi let him retreat safely?
With the soles of his feet a little bit, his body shaped like the wind, he could catch up with the fleeing person in one swift step.
He kicked him on the chin, grabbed his arm, and threw him to the ground.
He jumped five meters high on the spot and made a "click".
The melon seeds on his head were all embedded in the ground.
The blood splashed directly on Zheng Zhi's face.
Clean, bloody and cruel!
"run!"
The last strong man in Kongyou was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split apart, and this was the only thought left in his mind.
Without any hesitation, he turned around and ran away.
But before he could run a few steps, he heard the sound of swords ringing in his ears.
A sharp bloody sword pierced his heart.
Although the speed in Kongyou Realm is not slow, under the flying sword, it is no different than a snail.
The three great Kongyous were all killed!
Zheng Zhi walked leisurely in the courtyard and kept walking towards Mang Mei.
The flying sword kept flying, the sword shadow flickered, and it kept harvesting those strong corpse sects.
The corpse cultivators fell one after another, and their number became less and less.
From beginning to end, Mang Mei did not take action.
He just stood there, watching quietly.
For Zheng Zhi who kept killing people from the Corpse Sect, his face under the heavy makeup was always calm.
It seems that everything around me is irrelevant.
Finally, Zheng Zhi was only ten meters away from Mang Mei.
There were corpses all around, and all the corpse cultivators were killed.
"It's your turn, sissy."
Zheng Zhi made a move with his palm, and the Judgment Sword turned into flowing light and was held in his hand.
"Welcome back to die."
Mang Mei's voice was still sharp, but there was no trace of playfulness anymore, and there was only murderous intent in her eyes.
"One sword!"
Zheng Zhi slowly stretched out a finger.
"What's the meaning?"
Mang Mei's eyes narrowed.
"I said, it only takes one sword to kill you!"
Zheng Zhi spoke calmly.
"Giggle, really?"
Mang Mei smiled, perhaps because of the mixture of murderous thoughts and anger, which made his smile look a little distorted.
"I want to see how you can kill me with one sword!"
The next moment, a sharp sound echoed through the forest.
As the sound fell, Mang Mei's ten fingers were seen moving together, and tiny blood threads lingered around the fingertips.
With a pull of his ten fingers, dense blood threads were heading towards Zheng Zhi like a spider web.
At first glance, the more you calculate, you will find that there are many thousands of roots and they are as dense as a net.
Along the way, all the trees we passed were cut into pieces and scattered all over the ground.
In the blink of an eye, Zheng Zhi was surrounded by countless bloodshot eyes.
Although he was surrounded by blood, he remained calm.
"call out!"
Suddenly, Zheng Zhi drew his sword.
Just an ordinary sword, not even a sword to seal the sky.
The sword light shot out of the air, and all the bloodshot eyes were shattered like tofu in the blink of an eye.
One sword cut through the blood thread, but the sword light did not dissipate.
Before Mang Mei could react, there was already a trace of blood on her throat...
"how come……"
Mang Mei's face was dull.
"I told you, it only takes one sword to kill you."