"Do you admit your guilt?" Feng Qingyang looked at the powerful demon who was kneeling in front of him with a cold expression. Although his tone did not reveal any murderous intent, the two of them could not help but tremble all over as he spoke.
After a moment's silence, seeing that the two were silent, Feng Qingyang sighed softly. This sigh was extremely gentle, but it sounded like thunder to the ears of the two of them.
A overwhelming hatred arose instantly, and under this hatred, the wind and clouds rolled, and the heaven and earth covered by the Yinxu curse, within a radius of a hundred feet, were on the verge of shattering.
This hatred has almost solidified into substance. Even though it cannot be seen, as Feng Qingyang's gaze falls on them, it still makes the two of them feel uncomfortable all over, as if they were kneeling on a mat of needles.
He raised his head with a trembling body, and sure enough, murderous intent almost rolled out of Feng Qingyang's originally calm eyes, like two opened and extremely sharp knives, scraping straight at the two of them.
"No... You can't kill me... Ancestor... Ancestor, save me!" The Lord of South City screamed sharply and suddenly stood up straight. Under this fear, he actually broke the pressure exerted by Feng Qingyang in an instant.
Feng Qingyang was stunned, but the Lord of South City obviously did not realize that Feng Qingyang he was facing at this time was already at the end of his strength. He had only one thought in his mind, which was to follow the monks who were fleeing around and leave this horrible place as soon as possible.
His body rolled backwards recklessly, and his speed suddenly became incredibly fast, but he was still no match for Feng Qingyang who was fighting at full strength at this moment. Although he was at the end of his strength, his momentum and murderous aura had reached a peak. Just a glare from him was enough to make everyone's soul tremble.
Puff! Almost at the moment when the Lord of South City escaped, his sharp voice stopped in mid-air. There was a big hole in his chest. Feng Qingyang's hand had already pierced it. There was no suspense at all.
He exerted force in his hands and stirred violently, and the physical body of the Lord of South City suddenly collapsed. At this critical moment, a red light suddenly flashed in his body, and he suddenly fled thousands of miles away from here. It turned out that he used some strange magical power to escape from his soul.
He left, but the Lord of North City was still there. He stared blankly at Feng Qingyang fighting the Lord of South City at close range. What a visual impact and shock it was, it almost scared him to death. He knelt in the void trembling with fear, and the thought of escaping was instantly dispelled.
Fortunately, Feng Qingyang did not have the intention to kill him. He walked forward step by step, as if he had never seen this person. He walked very slowly, but with every step he took, countless blood fell and the smell of blood filled the air. After spreading, a red world was formed here.
He was surrounded by a hundred-foot-tall red cloud, which forcibly pushed away the power of the Yinxu curse. Wherever the red cloud passed, ripples rolled, and it was extremely strange.
This doomsday scene might really be as Feng Qingyang said at the beginning, whoever stands in my way will be killed. Wherever he passes, blood will flow like a river, corpses will be scattered all over the ground, and blood will drift for thousands of miles.
"My young friend, after the Yinxu curse is over, I will give you freedom and ensure that you will no longer be hunted!" But at this moment, an old voice suddenly came from the void.
In the blink of an eye, four gray shadows fell from the sky, rushing all the way, the distance between them was infinitely shortened, and they arrived next to Feng Qingyang in almost a moment.
The four men looked almost the same, but the difference was that one of them had a scar on his face, and the other three had different auras.
One of them looked kind, but there was a weird look in his eyes. One of them looked fierce, but there was a hint of pity in his eyes. Seeing this scene, even they were still extremely shocked.
“Ancestor… save me…” When the Lord of North City saw the person coming, he was overjoyed and secretly said that he had finally saved his life.
Just like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw at the critical moment, the Lord of North City almost rose from the ground to the sky in an instant. Although the four people did not look at him, he still felt extremely peaceful.
“Idiot, shut up! My four major cities were destroyed by you.” Unexpectedly, just as the Lord of North City finished speaking, the old man with a scar on his face flew into a rage. He stretched out his hand and grabbed him, his face full of anger and his eyes were filled with uncontrollable brilliance, which was clearly the look of naked murderous intent.
“Ancestor…ah…” Before he could finish his words, his neck was twisted off. Even though his soul had left his body, it was still suppressed by it at the last moment and died in a flash.
"These people hid it from us and gave orders without authorization, using the temptation of the Supreme Dao weapon to attract the four major cities and the exiled cultivators to come and surround and kill us. This is our fault. I hope you don't mind."
After the killing, the old man with the scar looked as usual, with no expression at all, but Feng Qingyang could still keenly see a hint of anger in his eyes.
It was hidden very deeply. If he didn't have a keen eye and a sharp mind, it would have hardly been discovered. Although he killed the Lord of North City with ease, Feng Qingyang knew that they were killing people to silence them
They said that they had given the order without authorization, but without the nod of this so-called ancestor, who would dare to come and kill him in large numbers? Knowing this, Feng Qingyang sneered.
"Are you saying that this was all just an accident?" Feng Qingyang sneered without changing his expression, but even a fool could hear the sarcasm in his tone.
As soon as these words came out, the old man with the scar changed instantly, and his aura suddenly rose, like a violent storm, suddenly attacking Feng Qingyang. The feeling of power almost made Feng Qingyang feel desperate. These four people were clearly powerful demon kings in the late stage.
At the critical moment, Feng Qingyang bit the tip of his tongue, and the severe pain brought him back to his senses. The other three people seemed not to notice the pressure from the scarred old man, and they still looked at him with a smile.
Feng Qingyang laughed in anger. He shouted, "Good, what a shameless old man!" Just when several people's faces were about to change, he flipped his hand and a nine-story pagoda appeared in his hand.
The Buddhist aura appeared, and instantly dissolved the pressure from the scarred old man. He dragged it with his palm and let it slowly rotate in his hand. This tower was the supreme Taoist weapon given to him by the youngest Buddha Du'e today. Although it was a supreme Taoist weapon, it was once used by the Holy Lord after all. The pressure it contained was much stronger than that of ordinary supreme Taoist weapons.
"Supreme Taoist weapon!" Several people's pupils shrank and they all exclaimed inwardly, staring straight at the pagoda in Feng Qingyang's hand, their eyeballs almost popping out.
"My dear friend, please don't be angry. We have been in seclusion for many years and have not cared about worldly affairs. We really don't know the current situation of the four major cities. Today, we sensed the coming of the Yinxu curse, so we broke through the seclusion. If you don't hold a grudge, we can escort you out immediately!"