Chapter 117: Killing one person in one step without stopping.
This is a scene of hell on earth, this is the bloodiest and most primitive group fight!
Tang Feng stood quietly, staring at the tragedy in front of him that was planned and directed by himself, with no expression on his face.
This world is like this, you cut me with a knife, and I stab you with a sword. Since you bully the minority with the more, don't blame me for being ruthless.
Don’t you see, ligers, tigers, and wolves have gained fame, but who will pity the poor lamb? The strong always eats the weak, and the ghosts and gods are shocked when they slaughter millions of enemies!
Real blood flowed into rivers, mountains of corpses piled up, and rivers of blood drifted away! Every moment, someone died, with severed limbs and blood flying, and screams and wailings.
The colors in the sky became more vivid as blood.
Bai Xiaolan gently grabbed Tang Feng's clothes, her teeth chattering a little. Even though she was a heaven-level expert, she had never seen such a horrific and bloody scene. The area in front of her was only a few miles around.
It was as if it had become a slaughterhouse on earth. The thick smell of blood and the squirming intestines all over the floor were like the most terrifying nightmare stimulating Bai Xiaolan's not-so-fragile nerves.
"A Feng...what happened to them? Is it the bottle of medicine you threw in the river?" Bai Xiaolan asked with a pale face.
Tang Feng nodded slightly: "Dream-like, a very overbearing phantom poison. After being exposed to the sun, it will produce poisonous gas. After inhaling it, it will give rise to various hallucinations. These hallucinations make them crazy and make them crazy."
Bloodthirsty makes them kill each other regardless of the enemy or ourselves!"
There are many types of poisons, poisons that cause death, poisons that cause disability, poisons that cause hallucinations, etc. No one understands poisons better and knows how to use poisons better than the disciples of the Tang Sect.
Dreamlike is a type of phantom poison, and it is the most domineering and cruel type because it spreads with the help of air currents and covers a wide area.
Poisons are indeed just like mushrooms. Each poison has a beautiful name. The more beautiful the name, the more domineering the medicinal properties are.
It was precisely because of the dream that Tang Feng was able to completely destroy the fighting power of these two thousand and five hundred people without taking any action himself. Any other kind of poison would not have achieved such a remarkable result.
It is like a dream, colorless and five-breath. Only after being exposed to the sun can the medicinal properties be emitted. Today's wind direction is extremely favorable to Tang Feng. He also chose such a location so that all two thousand five hundred people are distributed along the river.
On both sides, when the four deputy hall masters were talking to Tang Feng, everyone had already inhaled the dreamlike atmosphere.
But after all, there were more than two thousand people, and the poison refined throughout the night was only a small bottle. So Tang Feng threw the bottle into the river. The poison in the bottle slowly blended into the water, evaporating as it flowed along the river.
The properties of the drug expand the area of action of the poison, causing them to hallucinate little by little.
After listening to Tang Feng's words, Bai Xiaolan now understood why he said those words after looking at the sky last night. That was because he had already thought of the current scene last night. And the two refined
The blue pill is obviously the antidote.
Bai Xiaolan finally knew why Tang Feng came here to delay time, and why Tang Feng didn't let Tianxiu's people get close to this place. He could figure everything out clearly.
Indeed, if Tianxiu's people rush over at this time, they will also be poisoned. There are only two antidotes, and they have already been taken. When they are poisoned again, who can save them?
When the tragedy happened here, it was also noticed by Tianxiu's group of people.
The three elders and more than a thousand Tianxiu disciples stared blankly at the strange scene two miles away, unable to figure out how all of this happened.
An army of 2,500 people! All of them are cultivators, and there are many earth-level masters among them. But why...are they killing each other? And they are killing so vigorously?
If it is possible for Tang Feng to persuade some of them to leave, even though this possibility is very small, Yi Ruochen and the other three elders can still accept it. But... if anyone tells them that Tang Feng actually divided them internally, and then
Killing each other, the three elders would never believe it.
Are you not idiots? How could you accept such nonsense?
This side is relatively far away, so the visual impact of the purgatory-like scene on earth is not that strong, but even so, when the blood is splattered and severed limbs are flying, there are still many angels who have never experienced a real battle.
The disciple Xiu bent over and vomited.
People are like this. If they really devote themselves to it, these timid Tianxiu disciples might be able to kill the enemy covered in blood. But if you just look at it with your eyes, sometimes it will be very scary and difficult to accept.
Han Rou murmured: "What's going on over there?"
Tie Luohong swallowed a sip of saliva, and her face turned pale: "I don't know, Senior Sister Yi, should we go up and help?"
Yi Ruochen was about to nod, but suddenly remembered Tang Feng's serious and even slightly warning words before leaving. Tang Feng's words were very serious, especially the last sentence.
So Yi Ruochen slowly shook his head: "No! When Feng'er leaves, let us not get closer to Jingan City. Moreover, it looks like these two thousand people can't make any waves anymore. Feng'er has another
Junior Sister Bai protects me, so there is no danger in myself."
"But..." Han Rou hesitated: "Do you want us to wait here?"
"Wait! Wait until Feng'er tells us we can go there!" Yi Ruochen said decisively.
How similar was the scene fifteen years ago to the one before us? But fifteen years ago it was because of a woman and a weapon! But now, it was because of that woman’s son! Could it be that everyone in this family was killed?
Star?
It has only been less than half an hour since the initial riot of the 2,500-strong army, but nearly half of them were already dead or injured, and more people fell one after another.
So far, among the 2,500 people, only the most powerful deputy hall masters can stay awake, while everyone else has fallen into madness.
They waved their weapons and kept watching. When their weapons were gone, they hit with their hands, kicked with their feet, and bit with their teeth. The blood stimulated everyone's nerves.
There were also many unsighted people who rushed towards Tang Feng, but after being hit by Dreamlike Fantasy, they didn't even know how to use their Gang Qi. Who could be Tang Feng's opponent? There was no need for Bai Xiaolan to take action. Tang Feng was here.
The wind kills one and condenses these people into ghosts.
"It's almost done, Sister Lazy, let's go and deal with those deputy hall leaders." Tang Feng slowly walked into the battlefield, with Bai Xiaolan following closely behind him.
To deal with these people, Tang Feng didn't even bother to use hidden weapons. The hidden weapons in his hands were jointly made by Tang Feixiao and Siniang. The quality was quite good. It was a waste to use hidden weapons to deal with them.
Taking out Ye Chenqiu's Gangbing soft sword from the phantom space, Tang Feng slashed all the way through, as easy as chopping cabbage. No one could come within ten feet of him.
Bai Xiaolan was even more direct. Girls love to be clean. Now almost all of these people were covered in blood. How could she let them get close to her? The enemy was even five feet away, but she electrocuted them into charcoal.
Tang Feng didn't need to use any sword moves, just the simplest stabbing and cutting. The sword could kill people and stamp blood marks every step of the way.
Kill one person in one step, without stopping. Blood flows thousands of miles, and the corpse is pillowed in the heavenly Xiuzong!
I would rather make thousands of people gnash their teeth and hate me than to scold me if I don’t teach. Looking across the world, where are the heroes who don’t kill people? Killing one is a sin, slaughtering ten thousand is a hero, and slaughtering nine million is a hero among heroes.
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Kill! Kill! Kill! All obstacles in the way must be cleared. Tang Feng did not pay attention to the blood splattered on the enemy's body. He allowed the blood to stain himself, turning himself into a bloody man.
Every time he killed someone, Tang Feng would reach out and brush his forehead, and a ghost would be condensed out instantly.
Among the four deputy hall masters of the Jujian Sect, Wu Bupo is dead, and there are three left. They retreated into the crowd just now, thinking that this was the safest place, but they didn't expect that this is the most dangerous place.
Although those who have lost their minds pose no threat to them, they will not be able to break out of the encirclement for a while. Only now do they realize that killing people is quite troublesome, especially killing so many people.
When things have reached this point, they also know that love is no longer enough. Now they just want to carve out a bloody path and run as far as possible.
This is not the worst thing. The worst thing is that some inexplicable hallucinations are constantly flashing in their minds. Whenever they kill someone, they will feel comfortable in their hearts. Along with the infinite refreshment, they become more and more excited.
I have become more and more obsessed with this feeling, wanting to fall into it and immerse myself in it.
The three of them all knew that this feeling was quite bad. As long as they were a little bit rational, they would not regard killing as happiness.
Killing is just a means, a bloody means to achieve the goal.
However, the three of them could not put aside the hallucinations in their minds and the thoughts in their hearts. These hallucinations and thoughts also greatly affected their speed of breaking out of the encirclement.
When Tang Feng and Bai Xiaolan fought all the way to Lu Dingchuan, the deputy hall master was pinching the neck of a Giant Sword Sect disciple, twisting it hard, breaking his life, and then shook himself hard
His head and body were even a little unsteady, as if he was trying to get rid of the hallucinations in his mind.
He is now covered in blood, and there are some internal organs and meat scraps hanging on his clothes, and he doesn't know who they belong to.
Before Tang Feng had time to make a move, Bai Xiaolan had already rushed forward, and a pair of fleshy palms covered Lu Dingchuan's body with a crackling electric light.
Lu Dingchuan didn't even have time to resist before he was killed by Bai Xiaolan.
Tang Feng stepped forward, condensed Lu Dingchuan's ghost, called out to Bai Xiaolan, and headed towards the next target.
After killing so many people and condensing so many ghosts, Tang Feng gradually figured out some ways. When condensing the ghosts, the corpse must be relatively complete. One with an arm or a leg missing can be condensed. If it is
It won't work if you divide it into several pieces.
That day, Bian Nan Peak was cut in half by Tang Feng's sword. The damage was too severe, so it couldn't be condensed.
None of these people are using Gang Qi now, and Tang Feng can't tell what their strength is. He doesn't care, anyway, he will kill one whenever he sees one, and condense once he kills one.
Along the way, at least hundreds of ghosts have been condensed, most of them are from the Xuan level, and a few are from the Earth level, which has brought a considerable improvement to Tang Feng.
