Bad People Started as an Undercover Xuanming Sect

Chapter 56 Chapter 56

There were continuous screams, and the ghostly hands of black air surged like devil's claws, constantly taking the lives of the people around them.

Every supply of essence and blood sent joyful messages from Zhang Yuanqing's body.

The meridians that were almost burst by the unstoppable internal force were also relieved.

"Monster! Monster!"

"He's a demon from hell..."

Horrified shouts came from the crowd, and within a few breaths, there was no one alive within ten meters of Zhang Yuanqing's body.

Even the war horses were drained of energy.

The huge energy nourishes the physical body, which increases the output of the violent internal force, and the black air swamp expands three times in an instant.

"what--"

There were continuous screams, and the black air ghost hand stretched endlessly like the octopus tentacles extended by Brother Hell, taking away the essence of all living things.

"Not enough, not enough."

The berserk internal force surged continuously, and the method of nourishing the body with essence was only a temporary solution, not a root cause.

Zhang Yuanqing's icy eyes swept towards the Mobei Army in front of him, his eyes roared, he had no other intentions in his heart, only the killing intent that penetrated into the marrow of his bones.

"kill…"

"Array..."

"Where are the cavalry, dispatch troops, hurry up!"

Zhang Yuanqing was submerged in the endless black waves.

All the troops in the King City of Mobei came out in full force, the army suppressed the border, and the chilling wind pierced the bones.

Zhang Yuanqing stood still and let the wind blow from all directions.

He shook his head, at this moment he could no longer hear the sounds outside the world.

In the Mobei king's city, the Mobei king had just died, and the descendants of the Yelu family came to pay homage.

Hearing the hustle and bustle outside the city, one of the princes, Yelubao, came out after hearing the news, and his wife Shuriduo and their sons also got up and came to the top of the city, just in time to see the terrifying scene that he will never forget.

The white-haired young man was full of black energy, his eyes had double pupils, and his ghost hands danced wildly like nine-headed willows, drawing a life and death forbidden zone around Zhang Yuanqing.

The soldiers who died tragically turned into mummies, and the golden thunder in Zhang Yuanqing's palm was shining, rushing to kill the enemy as if entering an uninhabited land.

"Hahahahaha, kill all of you!"

Zhang Yuanqing raised his face, a divine light appeared in his red pupils, and the misty and illusory true energy distorted and externalized, sucking up all the swords and spears scattered on the ground.

The golden god thunder and lightning emerged, and the blazing high temperature melted it into molten iron.

The invisible and qualityless internal force is like a pair of big hands, kneading and shaping the molten iron, turning it into a huge long knife.

Zhang Yuanqing stepped out with one foot, and the energy in his whole body exploded.

The muscles of both arms bulge like horned dragons, condensing all the energy, and the knife gang emerges, pulling out a full moon in the sky.

"Give me death!"

With the power of swallowing the sun, the blood-red sword slashed across the nine fields, and the evil light suddenly appeared, swallowing all life.

With one blow, the entire Mobei army's tens of thousands of elites were scared out of their wits.

Within a few hundred meters in front of Zhang Yuanqing, a fan-shaped death penalty area was drawn, and the knife gang swept across the army, unabated, and split the standing black city wall in half with a single knife.

The strong smell of blood diffused, and the residue of the meat smashed by the knife gang seeped into the ground, it was a bloody hell.

Zhang Yuanqing rushed into the enemy's formation with a big sword in his hand, and the ghost energy swamp swallowed his energy, and the more he killed, the stronger he became.

The city gate has been broken and the city wall has been destroyed. With his own strength, he has overwhelmed Mobei's thousands of troops.

In order to prevent Zhang Yuanqing from entering the royal city, the Mobei army launched wave after wave of charges.

"stop!"

A scolding sound came suddenly.

Listening to this voice, the voice was soft with a bit of anger, like a daughter's coquettish.

Zhang Yuanqing looked along the source of the voice, and saw a mysterious woman with a mask on her head, a magic robe and a staff in her hand walking over.

This girl has a slender figure, slender legs, and icy muscles and bones.There is a touch of snow white exposed at the waist, and the slender waist seems soft and boneless.

Especially those straight and slender beautiful legs are smooth and delicate at first glance, and the bare feet are also white, tender and small, which is really beautiful.

Zhang Yuanqing was looking at her, and she was also looking at him.

Zhang Yuanqing's clean and handsome face appeared in front of Yeluzhiwu, and he could see the murderous and evil look on his face at a glance.

"The Great Shaman is here..."

Some of the Mobei people whispered, with a bit of rejoicing in their tone.

Zhang Yuanqing understood, looked at Yelv Zhiwu and said, "It seems that they regard you as a savior, you should be very strong."

The staff in Yelv Zhiwu's hand trembled, and an inaudible and terrifying sound wave oscillated, mixed with strong internal force, which could easily subdue a great master.

But in the eyes of Zhang Yuanqing at this time, such methods are too childish.

"Girl, if you have no choice, why not try mine."

After finishing speaking, a blood red flashed in Zhang Yuanqing's eyes, and the yin energy of Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art was externalized, and traces of scarlet color rose.

With a flash of Zhang Yuanqing's figure, he rushed to Yelv Zhiwu in an instant.

The fist pierced through the air, and the evil and ghostly energy blasted out, as if there was the sound of ghosts and gods crying.

"clang--"

He punched heavily on the copper staff in Yelu Zhiwu's hand, and with a terrifying vigor, he was sent flying out with the staff.

Accompanied by a golden cry, Yelv Zhiwu's delicate body crashed into the wooden tower like a kite with a broken string.

The power of the punch made the people of Mobei panic completely.

The great shaman who is like a god in their hearts is not the enemy of this person.

"It's boring."

Zhang Yuanqing whispered, turned to look at the Mobei soldiers around him, squinted his eyes and breathed intoxicated, as if intoxicated in the pleasure of plundering life essence.

In the next second, there was a sound explosion from above the wooden tower.

Zhang Yuanqing looked sideways, and a beautiful figure galloped towards him.

The speed was so fast that even afterimages could not be seen.

Yelv Zhiwu shifted shape and stopped suddenly in front of Zhang Yuanqing, raised her tall and slender legs, and kicked him in the face with a tender little foot.

The heavy force knocked Zhang Yuanqing's whole body off balance and kicked him staggeringly.

"Girl, you can't do enough strength."

The corners of Zhang Yuanqing's mouth curled up, revealing a sly smile.

With a backhand punch, the mask on Yelu Zhiwu's face was smashed, revealing a young and beautiful face.

He has black mid-length hair with a few strands of braided hair in the back, red eyes, regular and three-dimensional facial features, high nasal bone, beautiful appearance with a hint of heroism, a sharp and wild face.

Yelv Zhiwu was beaten until his ears were ringing, and blood gushed out of his nose.

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes were red with murder, and he didn't have the slightest intention of pity.

He grabbed Yelu Zhiwu's face and slammed it on the ground, smashing a crack in the ground with great force, creating a deep hole.

A streak of black energy rose from Zhang Yuanqing's arm, continuously spreading downwards, frantically absorbing Yelv Zhiwu's skill beyond the Great Heaven.

Yelu Zhiwu struggled desperately, a trace of fear appeared in her beautiful eyes, the feeling of life passing made her feel powerless and hopeless.

"Hehehehe, just obediently become my nourishment...um..."

While Zhang Yuanqing was talking, he suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his head.

Looking down, it was the pure and powerful tantric internal force in Yelvzhiwu that caused the strangeness.

After a while, Zhang Yuanqing's eyes showed a bit of clarity, and the beating of his heart also stabilized. The growth of internal force in his body seemed to be infinitely slowed down, and his body suddenly relaxed a lot.

"Buddha? No, but it's about the same."

Zhang Yuanqing pinched Yeluzhiwu's face and lifted her up from the ground.

Those slender and well-proportioned thighs were stretched weakly, and the beautiful feet that looked like crescent moons were beaten bruises, and the person was already unconscious, and passed out from serious injuries.

Shamanism worships the heaven, earth, nature, all creatures, and gods, while Yeluzhiwu, as a great shaman, possesses a strange and unpredictable inner power of Tantric Buddhism, but it is similar to the Buddhist mentality.

I should have thought of Buddhism to restrain demons... Zhang Yuanqing's eyes flashed, and then he carried Yelv Zhiwu on his shoulders.

Looking around with icy eyes, there is no one who does not dodge in his sight.

Zhang Yuanqing sucked the magic staff in his palm, held it in his hand, and then said slowly:

"I'm going to take her away today, who dares to stop me?"

(End of this chapter)