Fatal realm!
What about the peak of unity? In the face of a life-threatening situation, what's the difference between you and an ant
To fight against him is to seek death. If you give him a list, you might be able to save a life.
He sighed helplessly, stood up and walked to the table and chair, sat down, picked up the brush on the inkstone and started writing. After burning a stick of incense, he put down the brush, blew on the rice paper on the table gently, and handed it to Zheng Shiyi's hand: "This is the list you want. Keep your word and keep my blood."
Zheng Shiyi took a general look at the list of results and stuffed it into his arms: "My words don't count. Today, not only will you die, but your Lu family bloodline will also be buried with the Xuanming Sect."
"What! You..."
Song Chongyang heard the anger in his body, but he opened his mouth and wanted to curse, but he suppressed it again.
"What's wrong with me?" Zheng Shiyi's right arm like a ghost grabbed Song Chongyang's neck and lifted him up: "When you destroyed my Xuanming Sect and destroyed my family, you should have thought that if I came back, what would happen to the world?" Then there will no longer be nine major sects.”
Song Chongyang covered Zheng Shiyi's arms with both hands, his face turned red from suppressing it, his feet were struggling in mid-air, and his tongue was completely exposed in the air.
Zheng Shiyi grabbed the other person's tongue with his left hand and suddenly pulled it back. In an instant, Song Chongyang's entire tongue was pulled out, and scarlet blood fell on the ground like raindrops, staining his clothes.
Zheng Shiyi threw a whole tongue that was still moving on the ground and released his right hand. Song Chongyang knelt on the ground, his whole body trembling greatly, blood gushing out of his mouth like a spring, and his eyes rolled up, unable to see There was a hint of black eyeball, and the whole person was gradually losing self-consciousness in the severe pain.
Zheng Shiyi took out a handkerchief from his waist, wiped the saliva on his fingers, threw the handkerchief away, and slapped Song Chongyang twice hard with his right hand: "You are the leader of the top ten sects, I will not let you die so happily of."
Song Chongyang's jaw moved up and down, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't make any sound, but there was a trace of anger and a trace of fear in his blurred eyes. Gradually, his consciousness became more and more blurred, and the man kneeling on the ground The body also began to shake.
"Letting you die like this will be an advantage for you."
Zheng Shiyi kicked Song Chongyang on the head. In an instant, his head exploded like a watermelon. Scarlet blood and white brains flew into the air and scattered on the ground. He was completely killed in the blood wave.
"Dong...dong...dong..."
Several long and huge bells rang, and then countless heavy footsteps gathered in front of the other courtyard. Zheng Shiyi wiped the blood on his hands: "Since they are all here, it saves me the time to look for them."
He turned around and walked out of the other courtyard. When he looked around, he saw that the entire street was surrounded by thousands of Taiyin sect warriors holding blades. Everyone looked at the blood covered in blood of the strange man in front of them and started discussing in low voices.
"Who is he? He actually walked out of the leader's courtyard, and he was covered in blood. Could it be that the leader has been poisoned by him?"
"It's impossible. The leader is a master at the pinnacle of the Unity Realm and the strongest being in this world. How can someone be the opponent of the family leader? It's absolutely impossible!"
"That's true. Everyone knows the leader's strength. There is absolutely no one who can match him. What's more, this kid is so young, how can he possibly kill him."
"Why does this person in front of me look so familiar? It's like I've seen him somewhere before."
A warrior wearing green armor, with a beard, and holding a big hammer on his head in both hands, walked out of the crowd, clashed his hands fiercely, pointed at the young man in front of him, and asked in a loud voice: "Who are you? Dare to break in?" The territory of my Taiyin Sect.”
"Xuan Ming, Zheng Shiyi."
Zheng Shiyi's voice was not loud, but even this weak voice reached everyone's ears, and it was like a demon running into everyone's minds. For a while, the sounds of ice blades falling to the ground were heard one after another.
Zheng Shiyi!
Blood Shura Zheng Shiyi!
Isn't it rumored that Zheng Shiyi is dead? How could he appear here
A year ago, he was already recognized as the number one master of the dynasty. He once sneaked into the Yuxu Sect alone and killed all the masters of the Yuxu Sect. Now he is here again and walked out of the leader's other courtyard. Could it be that … .
In the crowd, the bearded warrior frowned. It turned out that this was Zheng Shiyi. It seemed that the leader had been killed by him. At the beginning, the Supreme Elder said that whoever could capture Zheng Shiyi would be a candidate for the leader. Now This is a good opportunity for you to make a difference!
If it was Zheng Shiyi a year ago, maybe he wouldn't be able to do anything, but now Zheng Shiyi...
Since he returned and still had the same strength as before, he should have returned to the imperial city, regained the throne, and then killed the army to take revenge.
But now, he came alone. It was obvious that he had never returned to the imperial city, he had not regained his throne, and he no longer had the same strength as before.
Now, this is your best chance!
However, even Zheng Shiyi today is far from his opponent and must borrow the help of others.
In this case, why not tell everyone what the Supreme Elder said, that power and status will make them regain their murderous intentions. For power, they will fight with all their strength. All they have to do is wait for the opportunity and take off Zheng Shiyi's head.
"Zheng Shiyi, he is the murderer of previous leaders, and now he has come to assassinate the current leader. The Supreme Elder has an order. Whoever can catch Zheng Shiyi will be the next leader!"
The bearded martial artist shouted loudly: "Zheng Shiyi, do you think you are still the same person you were before, the best master in the world? Do you think I don't know that you were seriously injured and your strength is now less than 50% of what you used to be? Otherwise, you would have returned to the emperor long ago. Cheng, take back your throne!"
After the bearded martial artist said something, everyone around heard the sound and suddenly felt something in their hearts. It turned out that Zheng Shiyi had been injured.
Yes, if he was not injured, he would definitely return to the imperial city to regain the throne, and then lead an army to kill him.
When he destroyed the Zheng family, he led a large army there. Now that he has not taken back the throne and led a large army, it can only be said that he no longer has the strength to enter the imperial city and take back the throne.
As long as Zheng Shiyi is killed, he can be called the leader!
This is the best opportunity!
"kill!"
Among the crowd, no one knew who shouted first, and then the voices continued to be heard, and everyone rushed towards Zheng Shiyi like crazy.
Zheng Shiyi completely ignored the warriors who were rushing forward. He passed through everyone like a ghost and instantly arrived in front of the bearded warrior. With his right hand, he pulled out the black-scaled sword from behind, raised it to the highest point, and slashed it down suddenly. .
The black ink-scaled knife flashed with suffocating demonic energy, creating a crack in the space and instantly slashed past the bearded warrior's head.
"Tsk..."
The sound of water flow sounded, and on the bearded warrior, streaks of red blood spurted out from the knife marks in the middle of his body. His mouth was open, and his dull eyes showed unprecedented fear.
The next moment, his entire body separated from the middle, and the two halves fell to the left and right, and his internal organs were scattered on the ground.
The person who had just attacked looked at the figure that suddenly disappeared and heard the sound of corpses falling from behind. He turned around and saw Zheng Shiyi standing in the crowd, exuding a formidable domineering aura. Everyone was completely stunned and did not dare to go any further. any movement.
too fast! It's so fast! The speed was so fast that even the eyes could not catch it, and even so fast that the afterimage did not disappear. He had already launched an attack. This was the first time I had seen such a powerful one.
At his speed, even if a thousand more people come, they will just die. His strength is not on the same level at all, and there is no way to fight back!
Didn't it mean that he was injured? Why is it still so strong
Zheng Shiyi wiped the blood on the black scale sword with his right hand and looked across the crowd: "Today, I want to kill the warriors who participated in the extermination of Xuan Ming a year ago..."
Before the words were spoken, the warriors in the crowd who had participated in the extermination of Xuan Ming became nervous. He... He actually came here because of what happened to Xuan Ming a year ago. It's over, it's over now!
run!
The warrior who participated in the extermination of Xuan Ming was about to start when his body stopped subconsciously and fell into deep thoughts. In front of a person of his strength, running would be a dead end.
He just said that he would only kill those who participated in the extermination of Xuan Ming, and many of them were warriors who did not participate in the extermination of Xuan Ming. Even if he had a list in his hand, he did not know so many people. He wanted to be accurate to almost everyone. It was impossible. As long as he remained calm, there was nothing he could do.
"I already know who you are, and today I will use your blood to pay homage to the departed souls."
Zheng Shiyi relied on heavenly senses to clearly feel the fluctuations in everyone's hearts. He kicked the ground suddenly, a cold light flashed through, and the blade in Zheng Shiyi's hand slashed wildly through the crowd.
The knife rises and falls, and the knife sees blood.
In a few breaths, hundreds of swords were slashed, and more than four hundred warriors were killed by Zheng Shiyi's actions.
For a moment, the entire Sky Shop was dyed red with blood, scattered on the ground and even on everyone's clothes. A strong smell of blood filled the air, corpses were all over the ground, and blood flowed into rivers.
The surroundings fell into a deathly silence, and all the warriors were completely frightened by the scene in front of them. Some warriors who had never seen such a scene even spit out a mouthful of green bile, were frightened and fell into a wave of blood.
crazy! It’s just crazy! This is simply not human!
Zheng Shiyi thrust the black-scaled knife into his back, and his blood-red eyes flashed in front of everyone: "Every wrong has its owner, and every debt has its owner. I won't embarrass you. As fellow disciples, you know very well the family situation of these hundreds of people. If If someone shows me the way, I will spare his life.”
Between survival and the sect, all Taiyin sect warriors chose survival and betrayed the sect's information. Under the leadership of everyone, Zheng Shiyi wielded the black scale knife in his hand to kill from the top of the mountain to the bottom. The peace of the Taiyin sect in the past was completely broken.
The entire Taiyin Sect fell into panic. Soon, Zheng Shiyi killed all the warriors who participated in the extermination of Xuanming, their families, and the warriors who tried to inform the news.
(End of chapter)