This loud shout seemed full of domineering and heroic spirit, and coupled with his pair of sharp fangs, an invincible momentum instantly swept the entire audience.
The noisy crowd suddenly quieted down. They looked at Feng Qingyang in disbelief, wondering if he had been frightened silly as to dare to act so arrogantly in front of so many cultivators.
As expected, a cultivator who could not hold his temper rushed out. He had thick eyebrows and small eyes, and looked to be a man in his forties. He still exuded a chaotic aura that only casual cultivators had.
He shouted, "How arrogant! I will kill you today for the sake of heaven."
As he said this, he leaped out of the crowd. The two were only ten meters apart. He held his head high, with a shining flying sword in his hand.
His nostrils were almost raised to the sky, and he said, "You can die now."
"I'm going to kill you."
After he finished speaking, Feng Qingyang moved, with a force like thunder and stars chasing the moon. Everyone saw Feng Qingyang's figure disappear in a flash before their eyes.
Then a scream was heard in the air.
ordinary!
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw that the middle-aged man in the late Qi Refining stage who had been shouting before had flown backwards dozens of meters and hit the ground. His screams stopped abruptly as he landed on the ground.
A huge human head broke off and rolled a long distance along the ground, blood splattering five steps away.
Everyone gasped, and the timid ones couldn't help but touch their heads. When they felt that they were still there, they breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Feng Qingyang.
He was seen standing there leisurely, seemingly without moving, but the nails on his right hand outside his long sleeves were bent, and drops of blood were dripping from his nails onto the ground.
If there is a disagreement, blood will splatter within five steps, as fast as lightning. This is how Dan Yun, who was standing by, evaluated Feng Qingyang.
This move stunned the entire audience. Although the dead man was a casual cultivator, he was also a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator who had been active in the cultivation world for many years.
But even so, he couldn't block a single move from Feng Qingyang, and even died on the spot before he could use his own magic. Looking at the head that died with its eyes open, everyone put away their contempt.
Because... because most of the people present are just cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining.
"Are you afraid of such a small zombie? He is a devil who kills without blinking an eye. Zombies should not exist in this world..."
The crowd, who were originally excited, calmed down when they saw the first person to stand out died. After all, getting rid of zombies is a trivial matter, and their own lives are the most important.
Who would have thought that such an extremely inflammatory voice would be heard from the crowd, making everyone blush. When they turned around, the person who was speaking was nowhere to be found.
Only Feng Qingyang, who was far away on the opposite side, saw it clearly. They were the people from Maoshan. They stood behind the crowd and obviously wanted to wait for everyone to fight with them and both sides to be defeated, so that they could reap the benefits.
"What a calculated attack!" Feng Qingyang gritted his teeth. He hated these people from Maoshan to the extreme. He had been hunted by them since his debut and even almost died in their hands twice.
Sure enough, the ferocity in everyone's hearts was aroused again. They looked at Feng Qingyang. Although there was fear in everyone's eyes, they relied on their numbers to advance forward step by step.
Zhu Youqian was also blocked by the old man with a gloomy face and could not get away, so he could only watch the crowd advance.
He took out his magic weapon, which was a crystal-bright bronze bell. The bell flew into the sky and clanged twice. Suddenly, a powerful wave of force shocked the whole audience, and everyone retreated a step in fear.
But at this moment, the old man Yin Jiu also sacrificed his magic weapon. A square seal the size of a palm flew into the sky and confronted the bronze bell.
“Zhu Youqian, I can’t touch you here... But it’s easy to kill the little zombie you’re protecting.” He laughed sinisterly twice and controlled the seal to hit the bronze bell.
when!
The two magical weapons suddenly collided in the air, and a devastating power swept across the sky and earth. Wherever the aftermath passed, the surrounding houses collapsed one after another.
Zhu Youqian was furious as he watched the gambling house he had worked so hard to run turned into ashes in this collision. He shouted, "Old Monster Yin Jiu, you are also going to destroy the gambling house of Ancestor Ancestor Dark Night?"
The old man Yin Jiu was shocked, and then he remembered that Zhu Youqian was not only a powerful person who was half a step away from the Golden Core, but also the person nominated by the Ancestor of Dark Night to be protected.
Thinking of this, his face darkened, and he almost regretted it, but the arrow had already been shot. Thinking of the benefits promised by the people of Maoshan, he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't hurt the innocent. Let's fight in the air. If I lose, I will leave immediately..."
After saying that, he retrieved the seal and flew into the sky. Zhu Youqian was helpless. He looked at Feng Qingyang, Zhu Xuezhu and Dan Yun behind him and shook his head, signaling them to leave quickly.
Dan Yun is proficient in the art of alchemy and can be regarded as a master in the art of alchemy, but his own cultivation level has only just broken through the initial stage of foundation building. He can defeat a group of people in the middle and late stages of Qi training in front of him, but he can't help Zhu Youqian at all.
Each small realm in the foundation-building period is like a world of its own, and the magic power grows exponentially. I am afraid that if he uses his strength to face the old monster Yin Jiu in the sky, he will be beaten without any chance of resistance.
In addition, there was Zhu Xuezhu, who had just broken through to the middle stage of Qi Refining, beside him, so Dan Yun was also very confused for a while.
But at this moment, someone threw out a palm thunder.
There was a crackling sound in the clear sky, and a purple lightning with the power to destroy the world struck Feng Qingyang.
"Damn it, Maoshan, I will not be a human being unless I, Feng Qingyang, destroy you!" A fierce light flashed in Feng Qingyang's eyes.
His whole body was covered with "copper skin and iron bones", and his palms were covered with raised keratinous protrusions. With his extremely hard nails, he narrowly avoided the palm thunder and flashed into the crowd with a gust of black wind.
Now he can only take the initiative. He cannot fly in the air, but his body possesses a strength of no less than tens of thousands of kilograms.
He rushed into the crowd like a meat grinder, his claws flying, everyone who touched him was injured or killed if he was knocked to death. Everyone was unable to react in time and many were hit by his tremendous force. They screamed in agony and were killed to pieces.
The blood flowed far along the square, and broken limbs were flying all over the sky.
"Everyone, fly up quickly and use magic weapons to coax him, he can't fly in the air!" At this moment, the people from Maoshan who were hiding behind the crowd shouted again.
Feng Qingyang hated them, but they also hated Feng Qingyang to the core. Because of Feng Qingyang, they didn't get anything in the Zombie King's Cave, and instead lost one of the three elite disciples under his tutelage.
It can be said that so far, probably only the people of Maoshan know all of Feng Qingyang's abilities.
"Everyone, fly!"
When everyone heard this voice during their brief panic, they immediately stopped panicking and flew into the air, all staring at Feng Qingyang with wide eyes in the sky.
Feng Qingyang was covered in blood, and he didn't know whether it was the enemy's or his own. His crescent-white gown was also full of tears. Standing on the ground where blood was flowing like a river, he looked like a demon.
He held a head of an unknown person in his hand and crushed it to pieces with a snap. His eyes were almost red enough to bleed.
"Li Xiao..."