In the blinding fog, a shadow in a blue robe came to the edge of a lake and stopped.
"Right here, kill him, and I will definitely find the bishop to collect the reward!"
It turned out that Bishop Miao not only summoned a large number of saints under his command, but also issued a reward. Those saints who were idle and had nothing to do also came to this fog for the reward.
More than 1,600 saints descended on this land.
There are so many people that Wang Shuo can't even kill him!
But... in this kind of massacre, Wang Shuo can gain huge benefits, such as the growing law.
By killing these people, his laws will reach their peak!
Clenching his fists, Wang Shuo began to turn around and kill the charging saints.
"Here we come, this aura... a quasi-sage?"
"Did we fall into a trap? This is not the enemy we are chasing?"
"Maybe it's just someone who wants to die."
A group of saints frowned, looked disdainful, and relaxed.
Until Wang Shuo rushed into the crowd, the law of physical strength and the two hundred and forty-six laws erupted, and the whole world was trembling...
One punch!
A saint who was approaching had his body smashed into pieces, and his disillusionment was shattered except for a piece of flesh and blood.
Punch a saint, and everyone's scalp will be numb.
This...is this a quasi-sage?
These people were shocked and even wanted to retreat.
But...it was a bit too late.
The fist kept falling, and no saint could stop it.
After several rounds of back and forth, there were only three saints present.
And as more people are killed, the speed of this green-robed Taoist becomes faster and more terrifying...
Gradually, they could no longer see the whereabouts of this person clearly, as if the whole world was filled with this person's figure!
This is impossible!
Another punch shattered the body of a saint, and the remaining two people were terrified.
"Let's go!" The remaining two people wanted to choose a direction to escape, but before they could start, law fluctuations appeared behind them.
Then, a pair of cold hands pinched their necks, and the green-robed Taoist appeared behind them at some unknown moment!
Click!
There was a sound of the neck being pinched, and the whole head was twisted off.
The aura on Wang Shuo's body gradually climbed to a more terrifying peak after the death of these two saints...
"Two hundred and fifty-seven..."
Wang Shuo murmured, and after sweeping away all the wealth of these saints, he continued to lurk in the mist, hunting for enemies.
Surrounding this mountain range, there are constant screams, like...purgatory on earth.
Before I knew it, most of the day had passed.
Wang Shuo stood on the edge of a lake, cleaning the blood off his body. The law fluctuations on his body had increased from two hundred and fifty-seven to three hundred and twenty-eight.
Along the way, at least two to three hundred saints died at his hands.
"It's a pity that there are many overlapping laws among them, but these laws are not useless. At least my low-level law cultivation has reached the pinnacle of quasi-sage!"
At this time, almost all of his many law cultivations have reached the quasi-sage peak.
This means that every move he makes is a full blow from the three hundred and twenty-eight Quasi-Saint peaks, concentrated at one point.
Ordinary saints will perish as soon as they meet him.
"If we clean out all these saints, my laws may reach more than seven or eight hundred."
Wang Shuo's eyes were deep and he continued to hunt... This day, it was dark and bright, bright and dark again, and several days passed by in the blink of an eye...
More and more saints were killed or wounded. In just a few days, 534 saints died.
Standing outside the fog, Bishop Miao took a breath of cold air when he learned the news. He looked at the person who informed him and asked in disbelief: "Are you sure you are not kidding me? Five hundred and thirty-four saints have fallen? This...
…How can it be?"
Even in the most brutal siege, there have never been such heavy casualties, right? What is the background of the other party?
"Then do you know how many enemies there are in this fog?" Bishop Miao continued to ask.
"This... I don't know. I only know that the sky is covered with cyan shadows. It's like... there are enemies everywhere, in every corner, and they are very fast and impossible to catch."
The visitor lowered his head and answered.
These words made Bishop Miao take a breath of cold air. Are they everywhere? So the number of enemies is probably not a thousand, but hundreds, and each one of them can kill the saint easily. How...
possible?
"Have you ever killed enemies? Do you recognize these people and what kind of force they belong to?" Bishop Miao asked.
"This... no, no enemy has been killed so far, all our people have been massacred!" The visitor lowered his head and voice, and did not dare to look at Bishop Miao.
And Bishop Miao stood there blankly as if he had seen a ghost... This time, the enemy he faced was a bit scary.
So many saints have fallen, but they have not even touched the clothes of their enemies. So many enemies, not one of them has died.
"Moreover...the enemy's actions are very orderly. Once they retreat, they all disappear. Once they appear, they are massacred without restraint. It seems that they are not afraid of being discovered by us at all! It was...an honest attack and killing."
To attack and kill, you would originally hide in the dark and then strike suddenly.
But what about the people coming? These people have never hidden at all. They suddenly appear next to you. As soon as they take action, a saint is killed. In the hands of the enemy, the saint has fallen without even reacting.
"How is things going at Yanyu Village?" Bishop Miao continued to ask.
"Over there, the cleanup is normal. It's just that many people are hiding. It's a bit troublesome to kill them all, so they are basically searching."
"Well, take the time to slow down the progress over there, mobilize most of the manpower into this fog, and ask the saints under me to stop acting alone. Even if they die, they have to drag one for me.
The enemy is in the water!"
"We have been fighting for so long and haven't killed a single enemy. We don't even know who the enemy is. How can we go back to Shenxu and tell the truth without fear of embarrassment?"
Bishop Miao reprimanded angrily.
The visitor did not dare to refute, so he had to agree, and then began to make arrangements and notify other saints.
The saints have also gradually found a pattern, forming groups of three or five, trying not to be left alone and not giving the enemy a chance, and a major encirclement and suppression is underway...
They set up a dragnet, just waiting for...the enemy to be caught.
The white mist was filled with the smell of blood, corpses could be seen everywhere, and blood dyed large tracts of land red.
Only one young man stood on the edge of the lake. After cleaning himself up, he began to calculate the benefits he had obtained, the rules... and prepare for the next plunder.