Wu Tian was like a Shura, twisting the bloody head with his hands, his face was extremely calm and his tone was nonchalant.
But this posture and tone had completely different meanings in the eyes of Yin Yuhong and the other girl.
Who dares to say that killing the saint sons and saint daughters is like killing dogs? This is obviously contemptuous. It shows that the saint sons and saint daughters of the major sects are not taken seriously at all and they are killed at will.
But it is undeniable that Wutan is now qualified to say this. He killed An Li with just one move. This kind of strength completely surpasses the saints and daughters of all the major sects.
"Wutian, you have killed An Li, you should have vented your anger. Can the hatred between us be wiped out? If you promise to stop now, we will not reveal a single word about An Li's death."
Yin Yuhong had a pleading look on her face, but she was thinking in her heart that it was impossible for the other party's strength to suddenly increase to such a terrifying level for no reason. There must be some trick involved, perhaps he was borrowing some kind of treasure.
If this is the case, there will definitely be side effects or time limits. As long as we wait for the side effects to occur or the time is up, his strength will drop sharply, perhaps even worse than his original strength. It will not be difficult to kill him then.
Therefore, for now, we can only delay it as long as possible.
But will Wu Tian give them time? Obviously not, because he has more important things to do.
He pointed his finger and rushed towards the two women like a whirlwind. His eyes were always so calm without any ripples. He was truly a person at the level of killing the Son of God. It was as easy as butchering a dog.
The two women changed color. Bai Zhu's face was as cold as frost. She threatened: "Wutian, if you dare to kill us, whether in the ruins or in the Samsara Continent, Shura Palace will become the enemy of everyone in Nanquezhou."
“Oh no!”
As soon as the words came out, Yin Yuhong secretly cried out that something was wrong. Although she had not spent much time with Wutan, she had studied the information given by An Li, so she had some understanding of this man's character. The more threatened he was, the more it would stimulate his murderous intent.
As expected, Wutan smiled coldly: "Since I, Wutan, embarked on the path of cultivation, I have encountered all kinds of enemies. The people of Nanquezhou will soon be doomed because of your ridiculous threats."
He took a step forward, and his palm turned into a blade, so sharp that it pierced the bones, making the two women feel cold physically and mentally in an instant. Their essence gushed out and their momentum exploded, but they still couldn't break free from the restraints.
"Brother Wu, stop..."
Yin Yuhong wanted to say something, but at this moment, blood gushed out and her voice stopped abruptly. Two bloody heads rolled to the ground with a bang, and their four eyes were wide open, filled with fear.
The two saints, the strongest representatives of Qing Sect and Xu Sect, were even more helpless than ants. Without any resistance, they were killed instantly and their bodies and souls were destroyed.
The three heads were twisted in Wu Tian's hands, and the hot blood continued to flow, dyeing the ground red, which was shocking! But his expression never changed, indifferent and calm.
"Brother Tian, you..."
Zhang Ting has woken up. With the help of Shan Youde, she comes to his side. Her pupils contract. She is very scared of Wutan at this moment and dares not approach him.
The same goes for Shan Youde. At this moment, Wutan seemed like a different person, no longer the person he once knew. His eyes were indifferent and cold, without a trace of emotion, and he felt so strange.
Tan Tai Xian Ling was even worse off. She hid behind the fat man like a frightened little rabbit, looking around with fear on her little face. Especially when she saw the three bloody heads and two headless corpses, she was so scared that her body trembled and she fell to the ground and vomited.
"How is your injury?" Wutan spoke, his voice remained the same, but several people secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Wutan had not changed, and was still the same person as before.
"It's nothing serious. We have monkey wine. We will be well again after a few days' rest." Zhang Ting nodded with a smile, looking rather haggard.
"There is still half an hour, there is enough time," Wutan muttered to himself, stretched out his hand and grabbed in the air, and Zhan Feng and Yetian, who were a hundred miles away, were directly taken in.
When they saw the scene in front of them, they were both shocked, especially Zhan Feng, whose face was full of disbelief. Three great saint-level figures were all killed in such a short period of time.
Zhan Feng said murderously: "Wutian, you are dead, no one can save you, no one..."
He had only said half of his words when an invisible force attacked him and chopped off his head with a "puff". Hot blood gushed out. Wutan grabbed the head without even looking at it.
Ye Tian swallowed and said with concern: "Wutian, your strength has suddenly increased. I'm afraid there will be certain side effects or time limits. It's better to exit this state as soon as possible."
"There are no side effects, but it is true that there is a time limit," Wutan shook his head, put away the broadsword on the ground, and said: "This place is not far from the passage leading to the second floor. With Ye Tian here, I believe you can get there safely. I'll go ahead."
"What are you going to do?" Ye Tian asked puzzledly.
"Do something that will make them tremble," Wutan raised the corner of his mouth, and the power of wind gushed out, rising into the sky, and disappeared from the sight of several people in the blink of an eye.
Shan Youde said dissatisfiedly: "This guy Wutan is really something. He is still mysterious in front of us."
"He has his plans, so let's not get involved. Let's go!" Ye Tian shook his head, and the four of them continued on their way. However, Zhang Ting was seriously injured this time, and his speed was several times slower than before.
"Maybe I guessed what you are going to do," Ye Tian muttered to himself as he looked at the sky while galloping.
Possessed by the fighting spirit, Wutan's speed was more than ten times faster than before. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was teleporting. In less than half a minute, he had flown out of the mountain range and arrived above the sea.
A deserted island in the center of the sea is where the entrance to the second level is located.
What he had to do, naturally, was to kill the people from Nanquezhou and Tianyang Sect. Since they had already become enemies, he had to wipe them out completely. This was his usual style.
Even if we cannot kill them all, we must make them afraid, cowardly, and leave a shadow in their hearts!
Based on his last experience in Bibo Mountain, he found that the possession of the God of War could only last about half an hour, so in order not to waste time, he chose to go there alone.
The ocean is boundless and magnificent. The waves roll and crash against the rocks on the shore, leaving the rumbling sound lingering for a long time.
Where there is an ocean, there are naturally sea beasts. There are countless sea beasts in the Hundred Dynasties period. From time to time, one of them will rush out of the water and attack Wutan.
But Wutan's current state is unstoppable. He is invincible in the Hundred Dynasties period. He feels that he can compete with even the monsters in the initial stage of divine transformation.
No monster could stop him, nor even make him stop for a moment, as he rushed forward, blood flowing like a river, dyeing the ocean red.
Finally, all the sea beasts in this sea area were terrified and dared not to attack actively anymore. When they saw this murderous man coming, they did not dare to stop for a moment and fled in panic.
Soon, Wutan fought his way to a hundred miles away from the deserted island. His eyes flashed with brilliance, and the scenery of the deserted island came into view one by one.
This is a small island with a radius of about 100 miles. There are no flowers or trees on it, it is bare. In the center of the deserted island, stands an open stone door, which is almost the same as the Demon Gate, but slightly smaller, and exudes a thick and ancient atmosphere.
In the Shifang area of Shimen, several groups of people were sitting in silence. To the north were the three major forces including Zhongyaozhou, to the east were the Shura Alliance, to the west were the people from the Buddhist Sect and the Ghost Sect, and the south was exactly Wutan's target this time: the Sword Sect, the Qing Sect, the Xu Sect, and the Tianyang Sect.
Moreover, Wutan also noticed that there was a huge ferocious beast under the stone gate, similar to an octopus beast. It had no breathing, no heartbeat, and there was still blood that had not yet coagulated on the ground.
Obviously, this was the monster guarding the passage, and it was killed by the combined efforts of several major sects.
However, the only thing that made him regretful was that he did not see the little guy and Shishi, as well as Zhao Qing, the great scholar Huang Chao and others.
"Haha, most of the people are here, which saves me a lot of time."
Wutan smiled coldly and waved his hand. The four heads flew out of his hand, cut through the void and shot towards the center of the deserted island. Then he slapped the mustard seed bag with his big hand, and a forbidden talisman that trapped one side emerged and was held in his palm.
It was quiet here at the Shimen. Everyone was recuperating from their injuries and preparing to advance to the next level. But at this moment, a few bangs suddenly rang out, breaking the atmosphere here.
Everyone was shocked and opened their eyes instantly. After seeing this, everyone's face changed color and their eyes were filled with disbelief.
But on the ground ten feet away from the stone gate, four bloody heads were rolling, blood was still flowing, and eight eyes were wide open, filled with shock and fear, hatred and resentment.
If it was just an ordinary person's head, people might not be so shocked, but this was not an ordinary person's head at all, but the Sword Sect's Young Sword Saint Zhan Feng, Qing Sect's Bai Zhu, Xu Sect's Yin Yuhong, and Tian Yang Sect's An Li.
These were all Sons of God-level figures, how could they be killed, especially four of them at once!
"Whoever did this, get out here!" Wang Chu stood up suddenly, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and looked around.
"No matter who it is, he will die today!"
The two saint sons of Xu Sect and Qing Sect also stood up, their long hair fluttering and their eyes bloodshot as if burning in flames. The terrifying murderous aura was like a storm, sweeping in all directions. The momentum they displayed was much stronger than that of Yin Yuhong and the other girl.
“Clang!”
A sword flew out of the sword's body, emitting a tremendous light, bright and dazzling. Even the scorching sun in the sky seemed dim at this moment. The sky was full of sword energy, and the sharp edge tore through the sky and cracked the earth, filling up the void. Many people around were affected and quickly fled.
This was a man, a god-like man, with fluttering long gown and flying black hair. He looked like an unparalleled divine sword, emitting a terrifying edge all over his body!
He is Zhan Feng’s cousin, the strongest among the disciples of the Sword Sect. No one can match him in the way of the sword. Even the elders of the sect feel inferior to him. He is respected as the Erbai Sword Immortal in Nanquezhou. He is - Li Erbai!
He didn't say anything, but sword energy appeared in his eyes and the void in front of him was shattered, which was enough to prove the murderous intent in his heart at the moment.
"Nanquezhou is truly a place of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Today I want to see how strong you are among us."
At this moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded from high in the sky. Everyone present looked up at the same time. When they saw the rapidly falling figure, everyone changed color and exclaimed in surprise.
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