Feng Gukou!
The eight elders of the Divine Tomb Sect, together with more than two thousand disciples, surrounded the entire Wind Valley. As time passed, the wind in the Wind Valley gradually became smaller.
The eight elders also recognized Wang Xiong's identity and ridiculed Wang Xiong and his father for a while.
In a hidden place in the nearby forest, Ying Sheng hid with ten powerful men.
"Master Marquis, then Wang Xiong fled into despair and is destined to die?" a subordinate said with bright eyes.
"Yeah, you're dead!" Ying Sheng showed a satisfied sneer.
"Master Marquis, are we really not going to save Princess Qinghuan? What if...!" A subordinate frowned and looked at Princess Qinghuan in the distance.
Obviously, the person behind Princess Qinghuan made everyone extremely worried.
When Ying Sheng narrowed his eyes, a firmness flashed in his eyes: "If Wang Xiong dies, the throne will not be given up! Wang Xiong must die. This time, even if it means paying a huge price, I will not hesitate!"
The ten subordinates suddenly looked solemn, and nodded firmly with a flash in their eyes: "Yes!"
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In the Valley of the Wind.
Wang Xiong grabbed the long whip and shook it hard. Several veins appeared on the back of his hand. At this moment, Wang Xiong was really angry. Because they insulted the people Wang Xiong cared about most in front of Wang Xiong.
Father!
"Haha, you are so brave!" Wang Xiong laughed angrily.
"So what if you and his son are thieves? Humph, the wind in Fenggu has subsided. Don't even think about running away. Everyone, listen, Fenggu tigers and wolves will not leave any one alive. Kill them all. The woman is in the arms of The little red-haired tiger needs to be alive. Whoever catches the little tiger will be rewarded by the Sect Master with the Blazing Sun Sword and will be accepted as the Sect Master's disciple!" Elder Hong shouted.
"Yes!" More than two thousand disciples suddenly shouted with envy. About to rush to the valley.
"Kill them all? Huh, it also depends on whether you have the lives to take them, the eight elders of the Divine Tomb Sect? Do you think you have killed me?" Wang Xiong snorted coldly.
But he saw Wang Xiong reaching out and flicking the long whip in his hand.
"Pah, pah, pah...!"
Suddenly, a large piece of rock was blown to pieces by the long whip. At the moment of the blast, the airflow in the valley changed strangely. The airflow that had become smaller suddenly became even smaller. No, all the air currents in the valley rushed towards the place struck by Wang Xiong's whip.
The wind in other places in the wind valley became lighter, but where the whip struck, the wind suddenly gathered strength. In the blink of an eye, a small tornado formed around Wang Xiong, rolling up waves of sand and gravel.
"That's...?" The expressions of the elders darkened.
More than two thousand God Tomb Sect disciples also looked surprised. They wondered why those winds suddenly obeyed the command of the long whip and gathered in the land of Wang Xiong
"Boom!"
The small tornado rolled wildly in the designated area of the whip. Suddenly, large areas of earth and rocks were swept up by the strong wind. At that place, a large pit was actually rolled out by the wind. The pit became deeper and deeper, and inside the pit, there was actually It blows more and more strong winds, causing the tornado to get bigger and bigger.
"He, he knows the Heaven-Suppressing Yin Evil Formation?" Elder Green's expression suddenly changed.
"The Sky-Suppressing Yin Evil Formation? No, hurry up, kill them, come together!" Elder Hong shouted.
The sky-suppressing Yin Evil Formation was so terrifying. No one would have believed that Wang Xiong would understand it before, but now, the wind in the Valley of the Wind seemed to obey the orders of Wang Xiong's long whip, causing everyone to panic.
Even in the grass not far away, Ying Sheng's eyes widened: "Impossible, how can that idiot Wang Xiong know how to suppress the Yin Evil Formation?"
On top of the boulder, Ju Que also widened his eyes: "Only the elders of the Xingzhen clan of my Tiger clan understand the Sky-Suppressing Yin Evil Formation. How did the seniors find those key gaps in the airflow?"
When everyone was astonished, they saw Wang Xiong whip out his whip violently.
It was as if a piece of gravel exploded beneath the wind pit. And this piece of gravel was like a partition that suddenly shattered. A strong wind that seemed to come from the ancient times roared out from the ground.
"boom!"
The tornado suddenly surged more than ten times, and among these tornadoes, there seemed to be three thousand huge wind blades gathered in it, soaring into the sky and rotating rapidly along the tornado.
"Three thousand wind blades? This...!" Juque's eyes widened and he took a step back with a hint of horror.
The eight elders were instantly frightened and trembling all over.
"Quick, quick, kill him!" Elder Hong shouted.
The elders quickly rushed to not far away from Wang Xiong. They were all trembling. They didn't understand why Wang Xiong could really control the formation. They were all shivering, and the threat of death filled their bodies.
"Kill!" Everyone drew their swords and slashed at Wang Xiong.
Wang Xiong's eyes were cold: "It's too late, Eighth Elder? I didn't want to kill them all in the first place. It's because you are too greedy. Go!"
Wang Xiong waved the long whip in his hand, and a huge tornado instantly expanded. Three thousand wind blades followed the whip and drew the wind, whizzing away in the direction of the eight elders.
"No!" The face of the eighth elder changed wildly.
At this moment, he didn't dare to kill Wang Xiong anymore. After all, three thousand wind blades were passing by. If he didn't dodge, he would be cut to pieces with a thousand swords and executed by Ling Chi immediately.
"Great Wind Slash!"
"Sunset Sword!"
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The eight elders swung their sword energy while avoiding the three thousand wind blades.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a large number of wind blades were smashed by the sword energy, but more of them roared away from the eight elders' bodies.
"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!"...
In an instant, the eight elders were covered in blood and flew out in all directions.
However, the most serious injury was only the broken arm of an elder in black. The elders still had the strength to fight again.
"Don't stop, kill, kill Wang Xiong!" Elder Hong shouted while enduring the wounds on his body.
Two thousand disciples also approached. All the tigers and wolves were immediately alert.
"Hmph!" Wang Xiong snorted coldly.
Turning the long whip in his hand, the wind seemed to change with the long whip. More than half of the wind blades that washed away the eight elders were left. More than half of them suddenly rotated around the wind valley with the wind, as if the entire valley was a large tornado. , the wind blade wandered around the tornado, and instantly reached the place where two thousand disciples were.
"Ah, no!"
"Elder, help!"
"ah… … !"
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For a moment, there were screams of misery. The wind blade did not go straight, but rotated around the valley. Suddenly, a large area of disciples was violently washed away.
"Don't stop. There aren't many wind blades left. The Valley of the Wind is so big. It's impossible for more than a thousand wind blades to fall on your heads. Come on, follow me and kill them. The sect master will definitely give you a heavy reward!" Elder Hong shouted! With a sound, he pounced forward again.
The other seven elders did not hesitate. At this moment, as soon as Wang Xiong died, the Fenggu formation would be in chaos.
kill!
The eight elders all looked ferocious, pointing their swords at Wang Xiong.
Suddenly, there was another loud noise from the underground wind tunnel, and three thousand new wind blades rushed out of the wind tunnel. With a flick of Wang Xiong's whip.
"boom!"
Three thousand wind blades roared towards the eight elders again.
"What?" The eighth elder's expression changed.
How could the eight elders have thought that there are still three thousand wind blades? This time, they are even more embarrassed than before.
"Wang Xiong! You bastard!"
"Boom!"
The eight elders were suddenly washed away by wind blades all over their bodies again. Even though they avoided most of the wind blades, there were still many cracks torn on their bodies, and pieces of flesh and blood were torn out and flew out.
The eight elders blocked half of the wind blades, and the remaining half followed the wind and rushed towards the two thousand God Tomb Sect disciples. This was accompanied by another scream of misery from the disciples of the Divine Tomb Sect.
Although there were not many casualties, the strong wind enveloped the Wind Valley and rushed into the Wind Valley. The disciples were immediately washed away by countless wind blades, making them all frightened and inexplicably horrified.
The strong wind rolled up countless gravel on the ground, making the wind valley look turbid, but it did not prevent people from outside from seeing clearly inside.
Outside, Ying Sheng also stared at Feng Gu: "How could this happen? Can Wang Xiong really control the formation?"
"The Eighth Elder is really seriously injured!" All the subordinates stared.
In the wind valley, the eight elders had just regained their breath, but their expressions changed drastically, because three thousand wind blades rushed out of the wind tunnel again, and another huge wave of erosion was about to come.
"How come there are so many?" Elder Green's expression changed drastically.
"Spread out, spread out, we must kill Wang Xiong!" Elder Hong roared with splitting eyes.
The eight elders immediately dispersed and rushed towards Wang Xiong from all directions.
Wang Xiong showed a sneer: "You can disperse, but I can't disperse this wind blade?"
Wang Xiong snorted coldly and swung the long whip in his hand.
"Snapped!"
It was as if a huge force hit the wind blade. Suddenly, the wind blade spread out and rushed straight towards the eight elders from eight directions.
Wang Xiong was the king of the tiger clan in his previous life, and his control over the wind was extremely fine. With a whip, three thousand wind blade soldiers divided into eight groups and rushed towards the elders instantly.
The elders who resisted previously were able to cooperate and multiply their power, but now they are dispersed and become even more unbearable.
"No!" The elders yelled in horror.
"Boom!"
After a round of wind blades washed away, all the elders were immediately covered in blood. Large pieces of flesh and blood were torn off each of them, which was extremely cruel. One of the elders in black fell to the ground, seemingly unable to fight anymore.
"Wang Xiong, Wang Xiong!"
The elders were frightened for no reason, because they saw another wave of wind blades rushing out of the wind tunnel, and they were all scared to death.
"You slander me, I don't care about you. But you should not slander my father. I have awakened too late and have no time to fulfill my filial piety. Now I can only keep my honor for my father. I dare to insult my father. Today, I give you a gift. Lingchi!" Wang Xiong's eyes turned cold.
"boom!"
Wind blades continuously rushed out of the wind tunnel, and under the stirring of the long whip, they rushed in all directions instantly.
No matter the eight elders or more than two thousand disciples, they were immediately faced with the most terrifying wind blade erosion.
After several rounds of washing, pieces of flesh and blood were torn off most of the people, but it was not over yet. More and more wind blades rushed out of the wind tunnel, becoming more and more fierce. Everyone showed despair in the fierceness. color.
escape
I don't know who shouted out first, turned around and fled outside the Valley of the Wind.
"ah!"
The first person to escape suddenly screamed in agony. However, the outer edge of the wind valley was where the most wind blades were and where the wind blades were the fastest. The person who rushed to the front was instantly killed. Two halves.
Once you enter the Valley of the Wind, there is no possibility of escape. If you try to escape, you will be killed by a thousand cuts! There was already chaos in the Valley of the Wind.
"If you want to kill me all! You have to be prepared to be killed, huh!" Wang Xiong snorted coldly.
"Boom, boom, boom...!"
Wave after wave of wind blades rushed out of the wind tunnel, and the entire wind valley instantly became a meat grinding ground.
Ten thousand wind blades, thirty thousand wind blades, fifty thousand wind blades!
The number of wind blades kept increasing, as if knives were coming from all directions to kill. Coupled with the increase in wind speed, the wind blades became more and more powerful.
The terrifying meat grinding ground, the terrifying place of Lingchi.
The eight elders were under intensive care, and their bodies were covered in blood and flesh, and they were in inexplicable despair, not to mention the two thousand disciples.
Wang Xiong stood in the wind tunnel, waving a long whip. It was not a long whip, but the whip of death, the whip of despair.
A frail body, like a white-clothed Shura from hell, who controls the world's murderous weapons, makes everyone who sees it feel cold in their hearts.
Juque, Ember, the wolves, and Princess Qinghuan looked at Wang Xiong and felt like their hairs were standing on end. That whip was too terrifying. If I were to stand on the opposite side of Wang Xiong, would I still have the courage to face him
In the outside world, disciples of the God's Tomb Sect gathered one after another. However, when the disciples of the God's Tomb Sect came again, they heard the screams in the Wind Valley, but no one dared to step into it.
The screams came one after another, and the wind that overflowed from the wind valley was full of the smell of blood. Although a lot of earth and rocks were rolled up in the wind at this moment, and the inside looked very turbid, you could still occasionally see a disciple being swept up by the strong wind, and then He was instantly torn apart by a large number of wind blades in mid-air, and blood mist exploded in all directions.
"How, how could this happen?"
"Quickly, inform the sect leader, inform the elders!"
"Signal, signal!"
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Fireworks bloomed at the entrance of Fenggu, attracting more and more disciples of the Divine Tomb Sect. However, no one dared to enter the meat grinding ground, which was the tomb of death. Standing on the outside, many Divine Tomb Sect disciples were so frightened that they kept vomiting.
And in the grass, Ying Sheng and others' eyelids were twitching wildly, and they kept thinking it was impossible.