“My Way, My Path!”
Zhang Hanfei murmured to himself, his mind open, countless broken pictures floated before his eyes, but most of them were life-and-death fights. After calming down for a moment, he looked at the place where Feng Qingyang left, and his eyes instantly regained their coldness.
"My way is also the way of war. How can there be any reason to be afraid?"
After saying that, he snorted coldly and followed him. Although he understood the truth in his heart, the fifth level of the Shura battlefield still made him feel frightened.
If he didn't hurry up to catch up with Feng Qingyang, he was afraid that another Blood Shura would jump out halfway. He didn't have the abnormal strength of Feng Qingyang. If he encountered a Blood Shura, he would only be bullied and he wouldn't even know how he died.
At this time, Feng Qingyang had already flown far away. He was not thinking about Zhang Hanfei. In his mind, if he still couldn't tell life or death, then there was no need to worry about him.
Suddenly, a strong wind came from behind. Feng Qingyang grinned. He knew who it was without looking. That kind of grandeur and vastness unique to the water element, who else could it be but Zhang Hanfei
"Good boy, I was right about you."
He said this in his heart, but he did not look back. He just kept moving forward. Behind him, Zhang Hanfei smiled knowingly, because he knew that he was not left behind by Feng Qingyang after all.
"Han Fei, we have been flying for so long, why haven't we seen any Shura yet? We came here to gain experience, but apart from the blood Shura, we haven't seen a single hair. What should we do?"
Zhang Hanfei pouted, not making any comment. Looking at Feng Qingyang's belligerent expression, he called him a pervert in his heart and said in a deep voice, "Before, a bloody Shura appeared here, causing some Shuras with low cultivation to flee."
After a pause, he continued, "Ashura is different from humans. They are naturally warlike and will eat the defeated alive. Therefore, it is normal that we cannot encounter a Shura now. If we go deeper, we will probably encounter one."
Just as he finished speaking, he heard a commotion ahead. Feng Qingyang was invigorated, and he opened his eyes with great interest. He looked ahead and said, "Han Fei is right. Isn't this what we've encountered? I'll go first!"
He said without caring, and took the lead to move forward, and disappeared into the front with a whoosh...
"No way? This is all right?" Zhang Hanfei had a bitter look on his face, but it turned into a high-spirited fighting spirit in an instant. Since he had met this person, how could he not fight? Besides, he had vowed to firmly establish the path of cultivation before.
"Meow! Today, I, Zhang Hanfei, will also show my might and demonstrate the elegance of my Shuizhen tribe." As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a bunch of bright wings suddenly appeared behind him.
The wings were azure blue, becoming the source of light in this dark place. With a flash of the wings, they followed Feng Qingyang's footsteps in a whistling sound.
"roar!"
Feng Qingyang stepped forward and after seeing clearly what was in front of him, he was suddenly overjoyed. He thought about it and recalled the previous battle with Blood Shura. That Blood Shura was probably very close to the Half-Step Golden Elixir, otherwise he would not have been able to defeat him.
However, most of the Shuras nowadays are equivalent to the late stage of the human race.
In his eyes, this level of cultivation is like cabbage. He can easily kill them with ease.
Thinking of this, he became restless. Absorbing the blood energy of Blood Shura before had made his cultivation level suddenly rise. If he absorbed enough blood energy, then there would be no problem in breaking through to the middle stage of Wandering Corpse.
"I am coming!"
"etc!"
Seeing him disappear into the battle circle, Zhang Hanfei, who was following behind him, sighed, but he also gritted his teeth, turned into a rainbow light, and flew in immediately.
“It feels so good!”
Feng Qingyang was overjoyed when he entered the battle circle. He looked around and saw that he was surrounded by Shuras, all of whom had green faces and fangs, holding a trident and looking at him unkindly.
"It seems there are hundreds of them. If we kill them all, it would be unreasonable not to break through."
Feng Qingyang said happily, and then he transformed himself into a ferocious zombie, looking neither human nor beast, but he did add a touch of terrifying aura out of thin air.
His nails stretched out like sharp blades, flashing with cold light, extremely sharp, scratching them and causing injuries, knocking them to death! A pure war machine, a meat grinder.
He turned his body, exerting a force of 1.99 million kilograms, and spun and tore.
With the roaring sound, pieces of flesh flew everywhere, and those Shuras couldn't even withstand a single blow and were torn into pieces in an instant.
"Blood Demon Palm!"
"The right arm of the Lord!"
He used these powerful skills one by one. For Shura, who was only in the late stage of foundation building, Feng Qingyang slaughtered him effortlessly. He destroyed him with ease and with one palm strike, there were many casualties.
"So... so strong!"
Zhang Hanfei on the side widened his eyes. He originally thought that he would have a chance to take action, but now it seems that he can kill them all by himself without taking any action.
"This... this... this is simply perverted!"
After a long silence, Zhang Hanfei finally uttered these few words from between his teeth. Then he sighed, picked up the flying sword in his arms, and stood silently by the side.
Originally, he wanted to release the giant octopus in the beast circle, but now it seems that there is no need at all.
"One... two... three!"
Feng Qingyang shouted excitedly. In fact, if he was facing a hundred cultivators in the late stage of foundation building, he might not be so relaxed. It was just that he had the right time, right place and right people at this moment. It would have been impossible to do otherwise.
Shura is warlike, and his essence and blood are just what suits him best. Every time he kills a Shura, the "Taiyin Sutra" will frantically absorb its essence and blood, and then transform it, quickly turning it into magic power and feeding it back to Feng Qingyang.
In this way, he will not have any consumption and his magic power will not be exhausted, so he can maintain his zombie body forever. Zombies do not know fatigue, not to mention that Feng Qingyang has already become murderous at this time
His surging magic power and strong strength are the absolute reasons why he is invincible now.
He killed like this, accompanied by screams and roars, as if he was lost in it. His eyes were bloodshot and his body was covered with a thick layer of blood.
The blood was about to solidify into substance, and his black scales turned dark red. He didn't know whether it was his own injury or Shura's blood.
In short, at this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, that is, kill! Kill a lot! Kill a lot!
It seemed that, in this killing, he could find pleasure, it seemed that, in this killing, he could find the meaning of his existence, and it seemed that, in this killing, he could relieve his suppressed heart.
If you want to release the deepest depression in your heart, only endless killing can achieve it.
At this time, he was obviously lost!
"My way is the way of killing. I fight against the heavens and the earth. Anyone who stands in my way will fall into my way of killing!"