At the same time, a Holy Lord battle was going on in the City of Birds.
Extremely far apart, a medium-sized city in the northernmost part of the entire Ziji continent, close to the Arctic snow.
The entire city has turned into a dead city.
There are several sects in this city, and each sect has a Saint-level False God Realm cultivator in charge. There is even an old monster sleeping in one sect who has reached the Xuanguang Realm Saint Master but has been pretending to die. The entire city The strength of high-end cultivators in the city is not much worse than those in large cities. The overall scale of the city is not that large, and the business is not that prosperous, but it is also a place bustling with people.
However, there is not a single living person in this city now.
Blood everywhere, corpses all over the city!
From cultivators to mortals, from humans to birds and beasts, there is no one alive.
Next to many corpses, crows suddenly died.
Over the city, there was a cloud of red and black clouds rolling continuously.
In the deepest part of the clouds, there is a vague figure.
And this dark cloud has been forming over this dead city for half a day!
The breaths of those who died were all absorbed by the clouds. If there were cultivators here, they could smell the bloody stench emanating from the clouds from a thousand miles away.
At this moment.
The figure deep in the clouds suddenly opened his eyes.
Two red lights flashed out of his eyes!
All of a sudden.
The clouds shrank sharply.
All were absorbed by that figure.
When all the clouds disappeared, the figure of the man finally appeared.
Silver hair, pale face, a black robe and coat, two fangs protruding from the bright red lips... The red light in Yan Zizai's eyes finally subsided a little. He looked down at the dead city at his feet and grinned: "I It’s back again!”
A month-long practice of killing.
By absorbing the power of the cultivators he killed during the battle, Yan Zizi gradually became stronger while recovering his strength.
The path of blood, plus the path of killing!
Today, Yan Zizi is even stronger than before he was injured.
The way of killing brought him more terrifying killing methods. In frontal battles, it was much more powerful than the blood way he had practiced before.
"Hiss... Where is that guy now?"
Yan Zizi closed his eyes, and an invisible ripple spread out from around him.
This is Yan Zizai's special sensing method. Through this sensing method, he can even find a person on the entire Ziji Continent.
The person he was looking for had a broken arm, two strands of white hair, and a silver mask.
After some time, the image of seeking defeat finally appeared in Yan Zizai's mind.
"So you are here!"
Yan Zizai opened his eyes with joy on his face.
Yan Zizi was severely injured in the previous battle, and the main reason for his injury was Qiufeng's attack on him.
Except seeking defeat.
The subsequent battle with Liu Dunru and Shilou also worsened his injuries, and he had to resort to desperate measures to save his life. To a certain extent, these two people could also be considered his enemies.
Then he used the same method to search for Liu Dunru and Shi Lou.
Yan Zizai laughed even harder: "So you three are all in the same place, just right, just right, then I will kill you all at once!"
Now Yan Zizai has the capital to say this.
The person he is today is no longer the person he was in Shensang City a month ago. He is stronger and more tenacious, and his method of killing makes him better at killing people.
"Haha, just wait there for now!" Yan Zizai grinned, and his fangs became even sharper, "I will appear in your favorite way!"
…
And it’s not far from the City of Birds.
On a certain mountain peak, a figure suddenly fell down, and from here he looked at the scene of the City of Birds.
"Did a war break out there? I couldn't see clearly, but the momentum should be a battle at the Holy Lord level, and the scale was not small. I could vaguely feel a familiar sword intent from there."
Let me mutter to myself wildly.
During this time, he has been wandering around the land of Middle-earth practicing, honing his sword skills.
Even he himself couldn't tell the progress of his strength. He didn't know how much stronger he was than before. He might not have improved at all, or he might have improved by leaps and bounds.
A whole month.
People who are crazy about anything are in a trance, and they don't even know what they have been doing.
He didn't wake up until today.
After waking up, Ren Wokuang sensed powerful power fluctuations in the south.
Out of curiosity, Renwo rushed over.
After realizing that there was a war in the City of Birds, Ren Wo Kuang was eager to go there and take a hand.
Renwo Kuang didn't know that it was the City of Birds, nor did he know who were fighting there. He just followed the call from his heart - there were strong people there.
Renwo Kuang most wants to fight with the strong!
The battle with Qiufei, instead of dampening Ren Wokuang's spirit, actually made Ren Wokuang have a greater thirst for powerful power.
"I really want to go over there and take a look now!"
Ren Wokuang sighed.
"But before that, I have to clear my head first. Also, my knife has become a little dull these days."
In Ren Wo Kuang's hand, two knives, one long and one short, appeared.
These two swords are both peerless treasures, and they have nothing to do with being blunt.
But in Ren Wokuang's eyes, these two knives were dull - because their material and strength could no longer meet Ren Wokuang's requirements for knives.
In this situation.
Let me be crazy, I have to "sharpen the knife"!
The way to sharpen a knife is very simple.
Let me fight with myself holding a short sword in my left hand and a long sword in my right hand!
In the process of the short sword and the long sword colliding with each other, Ren Wo Kuang can deepen his understanding of the world and at the same time make the two swords more adaptable to him through the collision of forces. This is the so-called "sharpening".
"When my knife is sharpened, I can go and fight the strong man there!"
…
"Look at Qiufei, maybe he has already discovered us!"
Shilou said to Liu Dunru.
Liu Dunru smiled: "Do you still need to say this? After all, this method of painting clouds is just a skill of painting skin, and it cannot stop the detection of the truly strong. This state of seeking defeat is actually far higher than ours. If he goes a little deeper, he might be able to encounter a realm that is more profound than the Mysterious Light Realm."
Shilou asked again: "Then what should we do? Are we still waiting here?"
Liu Dunru said: "What is waiting foolishly? This is called stopping with silence! We wait here without suffering any loss. We are just waiting for the people from the City of Birds and the All Saints Alliance to fight to the death. We will act on our own initiative again! "