For you, I can make everyone in the world my enemy, for you, I can kill everyone in the world, for you, I can sacrifice everyone, just to wake you up!
There was a red light flashing in his eyes, just to get the first place. Although the three of them did not fight in the true sense this time, it was also a contest of physique and will.
When the Crown Prince of the Heavenly Demon Sect was overtaken by Feng Qingyang, they were destined to be weaker.
At this moment, the crowd at the foot of the mountain were all nervous, because this climb was no longer a marriage proposal for the city lord in the ordinary sense, but a collision between humans and zombies.
Lu Xun inherits the spirit of heaven and earth and integrates great luck into one. He is a peerless spiritual body that is rarely seen in ten thousand years. He is born with the signs of being named a clan and worshipping his ancestors. He can be said to be a walking man in the world chosen by heaven.
He was clinging tightly to the cliff at the moment. His blood-white clothes made him particularly dazzling in the night sky. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, like a spring breeze caressing the earth. Countless female disciples below were cheering for him and going crazy for him.
Looking at Feng Qingyang, he was just the opposite of Lu Xun. He had blood-red hair and two sharp fangs that looked so hideous and terrifying in the night. His ten long purple nails were deeply inserted into the cliffs of Tiandu Peak.
The two can be described as one good and one evil, one is like sunshine shining on the earth, and the other is like evil coming to the world.
“Red Devil… hurry up and surpass him, I’ll just sit back and watch the show!” Lu Zhishen’s loud shout came from the hillside.
Feng Qingyang looked back, and saw thousands of people who had given up on continuing the competition sitting cross-legged below, looking at him with complicated eyes, but everyone had murderous intent in their hearts. Feng Qingyang was so smart that he knew everything at a glance.
"Want to kill me? Not that easy! This time, I will make you lose miserably!" He muttered to himself, but he did not relax his hands and continued to move forward without stopping.
boom!
At this moment, a roar came from his ears. He had already left the Heavenly Demon Prince far behind and was only about three hundred meters away from Lu Xun.
But after this rise, the pressure from above increased several times. He originally wanted to continue moving forward, but his hands were weak and powerless. If he didn't rest, his body would surely collapse.
The Tiandu Peak is unknown how many meters above sea level, and its top is shrouded in clouds and mist, making it impossible to see anything real and even impossible to sense. If one forces oneself to look up, one will stir up an inexplicable aura in the void, causing the pressure around one to become even greater.
The pressure around him at the moment was unimaginable. Feng Qingyang had just survived a heavenly punishment not long ago, but this kind of pressure brought him extraordinary benefits. His bones and flesh became more solid and resilient.
"Let the pressure be more intense." After a short rest, when he felt his body had adapted a little, he moved again. Tonight was destined to be a night that would make countless people tremble with fear.
Feng Qingyang rose up ten meters again. Suddenly, he heard a roar in his ears. He looked up and seemed to see a shadow in the void. The face of the shadow could not be seen clearly. It looked like a human but not a human, but it was extremely huge.
Its face was ferocious, and it kept roaring in Feng Qingyang's ear, as if it was going to shoot it down. Feng Qingyang's red hair was flying, and he looked straight ahead, as if he didn't see the afterimage beside him at all.
“So many years have passed, and the sword spirit hasn’t dissipated yet…” In the void, the man shrouded in chaos whispered softly, but his tone was low, and even though many people were standing next to him, no one heard his whisper.
"roar!"
At this moment, the afterimage in the void suddenly began to change, from a ferocious face into a giant sword, stabbing towards Feng Qingyang.
Feng Qingyang raised his hand to block it, but saw it easily penetrate his body. His pupils shrank slightly, and at that moment, he seemed to feel something.
Angry! Yes—that feeling of anger!
Feng Qingyang was happy, but also felt bitter in his heart. Looking at Lu Xun in the sky, he obviously did not suffer the attack of such a monster, but he was the only one who suffered.
He deeply felt that the giant sword transformed from the afterimage seemed to be warning him, as if he was not worthy of climbing Tiandu Peak.
"Hmph! Do you look down on my zombie clan? I must conquer you today!" Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed with a strong desire to conquer, and he seemed a little bloodthirsty.
The sword spirit formed by the afterimage is invisible to outsiders. Only the man in the chaos in the void and Feng Qingyang himself can see it.
In the eyes of outsiders, they only saw that Feng Qingyang, who was originally in full swing, suddenly stopped. He inserted his hands into the cliff, and a burst of powerful energy burst out from his body.
The energy stirred the wind and clouds, appearing particularly violent in the night sky, and... there seemed to be something around him.
Little did he know that he was now caught in a situation that was only aimed at him, and in this regard, he had set a precedent.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a sea of blood and corpses, countless body parts and pieces of flesh flying in the air, and blood pouring down like rain.
There was nothing else in the void, only a red sword light sweeping across the heavens.
He didn't know where the sword light came from, but wherever the sword light passed, there was a rain of blood.
The sky was filled with sword energy, carrying a sense of invincibility that could conquer the world. Feng Qingyang was shaken and stared blankly at the red sword light. He didn't know how powerful the strength must be to be able to unleash the sword energy that could shine for thousands of meters.
At this moment, a cold snort came from the void, and a vague figure cut through the void with a sword and disappeared. Only the sword energy that had not dissipated was still flying in the sky.
"So amazing..." Feng Qingyang muttered to himself. When he came to his senses, he found that he was still on the cliff of Tiandu Peak, and one of his hands was pulled out of the cliff for some reason. If the other hand was not still stuck in the cliff, he would have fallen down long ago.
"What a powerful illusion." He was still frightened, recalling the earth-shaking sword light, and suddenly felt his blood boiling. That was the symbol of strength. When one became powerful, one could even destroy the void. What a spirit!
However, he couldn't understand why he had such an illusion. While he was thinking about it, he heard a sharp scream again in his ears. It was caused by the high-speed friction of an object.
He was stunned, looking at the taller Lu Xun, who was already wrapped in a ball of light and seemed not to hear the shrieking sound in the void.
"Could it be?" Thinking of this, an ominous premonition suddenly flashed through my mind.
"Is this only aimed at me, the zombie?" While thinking about it, he felt the whistling sound in his ears became louder. He turned his head and saw that, as expected, the void was turbulent and countless sword lights swept towards him.
At first glance, it seems as if one is trapped in a sea of swords!
"Hmph! So what if you're a zombie? The general can still defeat you!" Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, and his 'copper skin and iron bones' fully erupted.
Boom!