The steamer-like Qionghai Ancient Town, with Ji Tu’s extremely rampant threat, the whole street exploded in an instant. Mobile version
All the members of the Linfeng Divine Religion and the onlookers on the road were in an uproar. Of course, this was not because of Ji Tu's arrogant words, but because people knew that this little bully was indeed capable of such evil and cruel behavior.
Decades of experience have told the local monks in Qionghai Ancient Town that the little overlord Ji Tu's favorite thing is to kill his enemies. Anyone who has a grudge against him will be honored to die as long as they fall into his hands.
Under normal circumstances, he would not kill his enemies easily, but would use the most cruel methods to torture them. Legend has it that he created more than 100,000 ways of torturing people. If an enemy is brought to him, he will
It can be guaranteed that this person will undergo all kinds of cruel torture methods every day for ten years, and nothing will happen again.
The Linfeng disciples standing in front of the shop are all newly recruited disciples. Although they are monks, almost all of them are weak. In the past, not to mention tit-for-tat with people like Ji Tu in Qionghai Ancient Town, even Ji Tu
The cultivators who Tu looked down on could bully them several times. They never thought that one day they would be enemies of the powerful Holy Demon Castle, so Ji Tu shouted a slogan at this time, and all the Linfeng followers
Everyone became anxious and uneasy, and most of them were afraid of the prestige of the Holy Demon Castle, and wished they could kneel on the ground and beg Ji Tu to spare their lives.
They did not understand the power of the Linfeng Divine Sect, and they were even more helpless. If it had not been for the fact that they had just joined the Linfeng Divine Sect and felt that it would be unkind to switch to the Holy Demon Castle as soon as they were threatened, they would have surrendered long ago in order to save their lives.
Up.
Facing the powerful Saint Demon Castle, apart from timidity, they only have fear.
Everyone looked at their leader, an elegant middle-aged man, and didn't know how to respond for a while.
Seeing the trembling Linfeng cultists who were intimidated by his lewdness, Ji Tu's face showed a look of pride. These unworthy rats in front of him were not even worthy of carrying his own shoes. If it weren't for his father who needed a large number of manpower to dig into the sky.
The treasures are used as coolies. Even if these people come to him with huge wealth, they will not take it. Today, if they can join the Holy Demon Castle, it is the blessing that they have cultivated for several generations. It is really an advantage for them.
The more Linfeng believers trembled, the prouder Ji Tu became, and the vanity in his heart was greatly satisfied.
However, the leader of the Linfeng Divine Sect, the middle-aged elegant man, was not moved at all. Faced with the threat from the largest local snake in Qionghai, the middle-aged man's face was as calm as water, and his eyes were cold and contemptuous.
I glanced at the congregation around me and felt a little helpless and depressed.
This person came from the Northern Xinjiang General Sect. He joined the Linfeng Divine Sect not long ago. In the General Sect, he has met too many masters. Except for the rumored leader of their leader, the famous Ice Sea Emperor, he has never met.
Apart from meeting each other, there is no elder in the sect who does not have the cultivation level of Qiankun Realm. A broken Saint Demon Castle is nothing.
Just discovering that the frightened three souls of the new disciples behind him are missing, the middle-aged man can't help but feel depressed. Alas, the monks in Qionghai Ancient Town are too weak, so weak that they even have no backbone, but we can't blame them.
, in comparison, Holy Demon Castle is the sky, and they are worse than ants on the ground, so it seems they have to take action themselves.
In an instant, a large network of sharp edges composed of dozens of alien cold lights volleyed down. The dozens of Saint Demon Castle members were obviously used to being domineering and domineering. They were all fat-headed and very weak, but they had been trained to bully and dominate the market for a long time.
I have lost sight of my arrogant character and have simply forgotten that this is a world where every mountain is as high as the next.
The sound of killing resounded in the sky, but it immediately surged back like a torrent. Several alien cold rays bloomed with mercury-silver brilliance. Once they entered the crowd, they immediately created a large area of power.
The few people in the Holy Demon Castle who were rushing to the front and were eager to make meritorious deeds were pierced by thousands of swords from the cold light before they could stand still. Everyone's body was covered with dense blood holes, and bright red was spraying from the blood holes.
of blood.
"Ah..." Under the screams, the first echelon of the Holy Demon Castle fell into a pool of blood on the spot. Some people even had their stomachs rotten, but they didn't even see clearly how the other party would take action.
Immediately afterwards, the arms and legs of more than a dozen people from the second echelon flew up in the sky, as well as some round heads, which were as fragile as tofu under the countless silver lights.
The third echelon also fell into silver light purgatory before the second echelon fell.
Then there is the fourth echelon. Objectively speaking, the cultivation level of the people in the Holy Demon Castle in the fourth echelon is still relatively high, but it can only be said that it is relatively speaking. Compared with the middle-aged people, they are not at the same level at all.
Soon, row after row of Holy Demon Castles fell one after another into a pool of blood. The screams and painful wails could only last for less than three breaths before they suddenly stopped.
There was a strong smell of blood coming from the "Y" intersection of Xiaosanfang. For those onlookers who only knew the excitement, everything that had just happened was like a dream. Among them were many weak people with low cultivation. They could only see the shoulders of middle-aged people.
For a moment, there was no sound. When they closed their eyes due to the mercury cold light and opened them after a long time, people saw that the door of Linfeng Sect had been filled with corpses to form a small human body.
Earth bag.
The bright red blood flowed from the bottom of the small dirt bag to the street intersection, and the whole scene was disgusting.
Looking back, the leader of Linfeng Sect was still standing where he was, not moving at all.
Without moving an inch, he killed forty or fifty people. This guy was so strong.
Seeing the leader Linfeng displaying his power, the monks on the street were stunned. Only then did they realize that this middle-aged man with extraordinary temperament actually had such incredible skills.
Ji Tu was also dumbfounded. He originally thought that the Linfeng Divine Sect was just a small sect that ran out of nowhere. He never thought that the leader of this sect was actually a master of the Miaodu period, and it seemed that
, the strength may be stronger than your own, but not weaker.
Looking at the corpses piled up in front of the Linfeng Sect, Ji Tu was shocked for a long time, but in the end he was not knocked down by the opponent's momentum. After all, his father was a strong man in the Qiankun Realm.
"Okay, you dare to kill my people. I think you are impatient. Someone..." Jitu was furious. Just as he was about to give the order, he found that except for a few loyal dog followers, there was no one around him.
He mobilized manpower, so he turned the phone, took the initiative to draw a green demon blade, and angrily cursed at the middle-aged man: "Old guy, today I want you to see the power of my master's dragon-slaying demon technique."
With a loud roar, Ji Tu held the demon blade and pounced at him ferociously. The demon blade in his hand suddenly stretched out a length of demon force and reached the opponent's throat.
However, the middle-aged man just gave a contemptuous glance, then raised his right hand with great disdain, turned his palm, silently brought up a wave of silvery white palm, and patted it gently on the tip of the knife.