"Don't... don't kill me... we don't know anything!"
"Blood revenge can only be repaid with blood..."
Feng Qingyang sneered without comment, opened his big hand and pounced forward.
Its speed is like lightning.
Puff!
He punched directly through a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building. The cultivator's eyes widened as he looked at the hand that pierced his chest in disbelief. His throat moved as if he wanted to say something, but a pool of blood flowed out.
"Huh!" He pulled his hand out, and saw blood flowing out of the big hole in his chest like a river.
Boom! He fell to the ground with his eyes open.
Red Devil! This is the Red Devil! The Red Devil who kills without blinking an eye!
"Go to hell!"
He shouted loudly, and his body created a whirlwind and rushed into the remaining five people like a meat grinder, sending broken limbs flying wherever he passed.
The crowd let out screams, and those cultivators in the early stage of foundation building were all unable to survive a single move from him. They were either seriously injured or killed after one move.
In just a short moment, they all died, and not a single body was left intact.
"Ah... Devil! He is a devil!"
The remaining dozen or so cultivators in the early stage of foundation building were so frightened that they actually forgot that they could fly, and they ran for their lives.
"Hey... why are you running... someone tell me where the Xiaoyao Sect members are!"
Feng Qingyang was speechless, wondering if he was that scary.
Then he looked at the corpses around him, his eyes lit up. Those were not just corpses, but more of them were spirit stones!
"Spirit stones! I need spirit stones!" His eyes were shining as he searched for storage bags or storage rings on the corpses.
The people from the big sects are no different from the independent cultivators. Their resources are quite abundant, especially those who came to participate in the city lord's marriage proposal. However, all of this became someone else's wedding dress, and Feng Qingyang got it for nothing.
"Humph! Just consider it as compensation for my interest."
"The corpse cannot be left behind either." He threw out a fire talisman in his hand.
With a loud bang, the corpses on the ground were covered.
Not long after, everything was finally cleaned up, not even a single hair was left. If these dead people knew that Feng Qingyang did not even let go of their corpses, I am afraid that each of them would return to reality from hell and spit out blood.
"Red Devil!"
At this moment, a deafening sound came from the sky.
Feng Qingyang looked up and when he saw who was coming, he smiled.
The people who came were none other than Zhang Kui and others who had been watching him on the mountainside before.
They were seen roaring in a mighty force, led by Zhang Kui.
"Red Devil! I am the casual cultivator Zhang Kui!" He introduced himself after landing.
Feng Qingyang didn't answer, waiting for him to continue.
"We are willing to follow you. We don't ask for anything else, as long as we can protect the group of brothers behind us!"
As he said this, he turned around and looked at the crowd behind him. The team that originally had more than a hundred people now had only twenty people left, and they all looked exhausted and seriously injured. I'm afraid they had experienced several fierce battles after Feng Qingyang left.
After experiencing a brutal battle before, he knew the cruelty and horror of the audition battlefield.
There is murderous intent everywhere, and if you are not careful you will be killed without a trace.
"Why should I agree to you!" Feng Qingyang's mind turned, and he thought everything through in just a moment.
Even though Zhang Kui was a casual cultivator, he was a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building after all, and he was not even fifty years old. He could be said to be a truly top-notch genius.
Such people were arrogant and conceited. Even in a small sect, they would be at least elders and guardians. But at this moment, they were leading twenty people in the early stage of foundation building to follow him.
It is said that if someone shows kindness to you without any reason, he is either a traitor or a thief.
Feng Qingyang is a smart man, he is not a fool, there is no such thing as unreasonable.
Unexpectedly, after he asked the question, Zhang Kui suddenly became serious and knelt on one knee on the ground.
"Red Devil Feng Qingyang, everyone knows him! The battle at the Dark Night Ghost Market shook the entire cultivation world. I believe in you."
"I am willing to follow you until death!" Having said this, he suddenly slapped his forehead with his palm, and then a dark red light appeared in his palm.
Blood oath! This is a blood oath!
The origin of learning the oath is very old, and Feng Qingyang also vaguely heard of this oath from Gui Feng, because the leader of the Ghost King Sect once swore a blood oath.
This kind of oath is extremely overbearing and vicious. It can be said that anyone who takes a blood oath will be a puppet of the master in all his lives and will never be reborn.
And that ball of dark red light was not something else, but a trace of his soul. As long as Feng Qingyang accepted this trace of soul, Zhang Kui's life and death would be under his control.
A single thought could determine his life or death.
Seeing this, he was moved. When he was about to speak, he saw the twenty people behind Zhang Kui also kneeled on one knee, releasing a trace of their own souls and holding them in their palms.
“I am willing to follow the Red Devil until my death!
"We are willing to follow the Red Devil until death!"
Feng Qingyang's mind was shaken, like a raging storm. A person who is willing to swear a blood oath must be either extremely loyal or a great and unscrupulous person.
As for Zhang Kui, he certainly belongs to the former.
"Get up... everyone, get up quickly!" Feng Qingyang said hurriedly, but he saw them looking at him solemnly, with extremely pure loyalty in their eyes.
Feng Qingyang was puzzled and confused. He didn't know why these people would come to follow him and were willing to swear a blood oath!
But he was, after all, a man who had lived in the city for more than 20 years, and had a very weak sense of hierarchy in his mind. But when he saw them kneeling on one knee like this, he was both moved and bewildered.
"Why would you want to do this?!"
Zhang Kui said, "Because we have a common enemy, that is the Taixuan Sect!"
Then the remaining twenty or so people recounted some extremely cruel memories.
After listening to their stories, Feng Qingyang finally understood.
It turned out that they were from the same hometown, and worked as menial disciples in the outer sect of Taixuan Sect. Although they were called disciples, they were actually worse than pigs and dogs.
The Taixuan Sect controls a super-large spiritual vein, which is extremely strange. Every year, countless menial disciples die mysteriously in it.
After years of mining, they all eventually fled under unbearable torture, but among those who escaped that time, countless people were killed or injured, and only a few hundred people escaped.
The person who planned their escape was Zhang Kui. And the reason why they were able to break through the initial stage of foundation building before their bone age was less than 50 was also due to their long-term stay in the spiritual vein.
When they returned to their hometown, they found that all their relatives had been strangled to death one by one by Taixuan Zong. They were extremely angry, but Taixuan Zong was a behemoth after all, and they wanted to take revenge but could do nothing.
This time, when he heard that the Lord of Guiyuan City was seeking a wife, Zhang Kui led more than a hundred people to participate in the competition, hoping to win that chance. However, he suffered countless casualties as soon as he entered the audition battlefield, and the entire army was almost wiped out.
Zhang Kui was so disheartened that he wanted to find a place to die together with Tai Xuanzong and others, but at this time he heard the news about Feng Qingyang.
After thinking for a while, he discussed it with the remaining twenty people, and after obtaining their consent, he led them here.
"Is this your reason?"