After hesitating for a moment and about to turn around, he heard a sound of breaking through the air behind him. The sound was like thunder, rolling in, accompanied by a monstrous evil spirit, and instantly descended on this place.
The arrival of this evil spirit made the young man tremble all over. The originally clear sky seemed to him like he had suddenly arrived in the Asura hell. The blood-red and dim light made him almost breathless. The boundless darkness and blood made him feel that his soul was shaking.
"What are you looking at? Why don't you leave? Are you staying here to die?" Just when he was stunned for a moment, he saw a pale man with blood on the corner of his mouth walking out from the center of the murderous aura.
This man has a strong cultivation base and looks a little weak, but his aura, which has never weakened, still makes people's hearts palpitate, especially his bright eyes, which are almost like knives, deeply engraved in people's hearts.
This person was none other than Feng Qingyang, who had collided with the White Rhino Cave Master at his peak. With the last blow, he escaped from the second prison with the help of the violent impact force.
After coming out, I thought those people had escaped long ago, but now it seems that only one person was left behind, and this person happened to be the one I rescued.
Seeing this, my heart couldn't help but feel warm, and I sighed inwardly that although this person did not have great ambitions, he was loyal and righteous, and could be considered someone worth making friends with.
When the young man heard this, his whole body trembled. Looking at Feng Qingyang, who looked a little tired, he was moved. He said no more nonsense and flew forward first.
The direction they appeared was not the place where they had entered at the beginning, but the other side ten miles away from there. The originally barren land had now become bustling.
The breaking of the restriction caused countless imprisoned monks to escape. Such a large scene naturally attracted the attention of people from all directions, especially the commanders who were patrolling here.
A group of dozens of people arrived. When they saw the young man, a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes, but when they looked at Feng Qingyang and the woman he was carrying, they frowned again.
It was the first time he saw Feng Qingyang, so naturally he didn't know who he was. But when his eyes met his, he took a deep breath and subconsciously stepped back. Looking at Feng Qingyang's gaze, he was horrified for a moment.
With his cultivation and status, he must be knowledgeable and experienced, but even so, he has never seen anyone with such a strong murderous and bloody aura.
The murderous and bloody aura caused him to ignore Feng Qingyang's already exhausted cultivation. Instead, he looked at him vigilantly and turned his gaze to the people behind him.
Everyone understood what he meant, and almost as soon as he gave the signal, they dispersed and surrounded Feng Qingyang and the young man. Their eyes were filled with vigilance and murderous intent.
"How many people has he killed? How long did it take for him to have such a strong bloody and murderous aura?" The commander-in-chief said in a deep voice, looking worriedly at the young man standing in front of Feng Qingyang.
In the wasteland of exile, a high level of cultivation means nothing, and the person who has killed countless people and is still alive today is the most frightening.
Judging from the murderous aura emitted by Feng Qingyang, he must have killed at least ten thousand people here, otherwise he would not have such a strong murderous aura. It was this point that made the commander-in-chief subconsciously believe that he was now an unforgivable demon.
"What... are you going to do?" Feng Qingyang asked hoarsely, steadied the woman on his shoulder, and then swept his eyes across the crowd, his eyes flashing with brilliance, almost emitting a scorching light.
Under this gaze, the commander-in-chief's expression changed drastically. He was about to speak, but under this gaze, he suddenly looked forward, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and his whole body stood up like a cat with its fur standing up.
If this was the case with his level of cultivation, then not to mention the other demon cultivators standing around. They all had horrified expressions on their faces and stepped back almost at the same time, looking at Feng Qingyang in shock and fear, and for a moment they felt as if they were on the brink of death.
That kind of icy murderous aura could almost freeze a person to death, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar and were immersed in the cold. If they were not sure that they were still alive, they would have almost suspected that they were dead.
What kind of person is this? How could he be so powerful? Looking at his cultivation, he is only at the late stage of flying zombie (in their opinion, he is only at the late stage of entering the Dao realm of human cultivators).
"Do you want to kill me?" Seeing that everyone was silent and looking at him vigilantly, Feng Qingyang flipped his hand, and the Blood Dance Demon Sword suddenly flew out of his body and was held in his hand.
The sharp cry and unprecedented vibration emitted by the magic sword seemed to be extremely excited. When it felt Feng Qingyang's surging murderous spirit, the magic sword even let out a piercing hiss.
The desire for blood and the pleasure of killing deeply stimulated the already fragile nerves of the crowd. With one man and one sword, no one could match him standing there. Even though they knew that he had been seriously injured, they still did not dare to act rashly.
Feng Qingyang opened his mouth, then leaned forward and took a step forward. This step was earth-shaking, and the murderous aura accompanied by the roar of the Blood Dance Demon Sword crushed towards everyone like a violent storm.
Although he was seriously injured at this moment and not in the peak state he had in the previous duel with the White Rhino Cave Master, he was still extremely powerful with the help of the Blood Dance Demon Sword and his own evil spirit.
Even if it is at the end of its strength, no one dares to match its edge!
"General, what are you doing?" Just as the atmosphere was gradually changing and a battle was about to break out, the young man next to Feng Qingyang finally spoke.
He originally wanted to see Feng Qingyang's cultivation level, but the scene that happened next was obviously beyond his understanding, so like everyone else, he fell into a brief daze.
Fortunately, he was the first to wake up. When he saw Feng Qingyang holding the magic sword and about to kill everyone, he hurriedly spoke out to stop him. It was this sentence that extinguished the flames that were about to erupt.
"Do you know each other?" Feng Qingyang took a deep breath and retracted his steps, but he did not put away the magic sword. Instead, he stuck it upright on the ground, leaned on it, looked at the young man next to him and asked.
His eyes were as fast as lightning, seemingly able to see through everything. When the young man met Feng Qingyang's gaze, he almost shivered all over. He originally thought that Feng Qingyang was powerful enough, but now it seems that what he saw was just the tip of the iceberg.
"Yes, they are the guards of the west gate, one of the four major cities here, and he is the commander-in-chief of one of them." The young man pointed at the commander-in-chief and said.
After saying that, he immediately looked towards the people around him. When he found that they had surrounded Feng Qingyang, his brows frowned. Fortunately, no war broke out, otherwise, no one here would survive.
"General, this is my friend. I was trapped in the second level of the prison of the Thirty-Six Caves. It was because of his rescue that I was able to escape alive!"