The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 8 Bad News from Weiyun Sect

"Xu Laosan, a wanted criminal from mainland China!"

The withered leaf ape and Elder Dawn were both taken aback when they saw a scarred man in black appear.

"Hmph! You guys recognized me."

Xu Laosan's face was icy cold. He let out a cold snort, turned to Heishui Tu, and said in a deep voice, "Sect Master! These two are too powerful. They must not be left alive!"

Blackwater Butcher frowned slightly upon hearing this, but remained silent, only casting his gaze upon the two withered leaf apes. He wasn't afraid of high cultivation levels; he had plenty of cruel methods at his disposal!

"Don't be delusional! How could we two possibly collude with a heretic like you!"

"Enough with the nonsense, let's fight! I want to see how much your Blackwater Claws have improved in the decades since I last saw you, Bloodhand Butcher!"

With a loud shout, the Leaf Ape unleashed its Leaf Palm once more, sending leaves flying at breakneck speed, only to be met by a sinister black, water-patterned claw.

Amidst the deafening roar, the great battle resumed.

Xu Laosan immediately turned around, found where Feng Ling was, and dashed away!
Xu Laosan's intention was clear: to take the opportunity to kill Ling Weiyun and obtain the Eighth Rank Ghost Spirit Body!
This is a real piece of meat. Considering that I have already destroyed and collected five seventh-level ghost spirits, I might be able to use this to advance to the seventh level!

At that time, he will be more valued in the evil spirit master organization, and he will be able to sit on equal footing with Blackwater Butcher!
Just as Feng Ling killed a third-level evil spirit master, a sense of crisis struck him, as if he had thorns in his back!
"Big brother—get out of the way!" A panicked figure rushed in front of Feng Ling and shouted, forcing back the scarred Xu Laosan.

Then, without hesitation, he rushed forward and engaged in fierce combat with him. Fallen leaves drifted down, and the two gradually increased the distance between themselves and Feng Ling.

Thanks in the early morning!
Silently reciting a phrase in his mind, Feng Ling flashed into the middle of the poisoned disciples, drawing some of their fire. The disciples were extremely grateful.

With a domineering and powerful Stone-Shattering Fist, anyone hit by it would have their bones shattered and die instantly. Anyone hit by it would fall to the ground and wail in agony, and then be finished off by a disciple!

For a moment, Feng Ling felt as if he were in an empty place! The pressure on the disciples was greatly reduced.

Even so, the situation was far from optimistic, and screams could still be heard from time to time.

The two factions have fewer than thirty disciples left, while the opposing evil spirit masters still have a full twenty!
If we include the two fourth-stage and two fifth-stage cultivators who interfered with the two elders in the early morning...

This situation has already sealed their fate!
It wasn't that Feng Ling didn't want to get away, but he knew that now was not the best time!
If I escape now, the Leaf Ape will definitely join this group of evil spirit masters in hunting me down, and my situation will be much more dangerous than it is now!
Feng Ling was waiting, waiting for the six or seven powerhouses present to be severely injured!
With his current cultivation level,
He was confident that he could use the fake Qi release from the Shattering Stone Fist to fight against a fifth-level expert, and at least the chances of successfully escaping were extremely high!
"You bastard! You old scoundrel, prepare to die!"

Seeing that Feng Ling had killed so many of their people, one of the fifth-rank experts, at Blackwater Butcher's signal, broke free from the withered leaf ape's attack and turned to rush towards Feng Ling at lightning speed.

This man is known as Ghost Five, nicknamed the Mighty Ghost Hand.
He had previously dealt a blow in a battle between seventh-level experts, and had suffered considerable hidden injuries.

But he believed that dealing with Ling Weiyun, an old guy who had only reached the third level of cultivation, would be more than enough!

"Sect Master, be careful!" Xue Jiu, who was engaged in a fierce battle with a fifth-level expert, glanced at this scene but was unable to break free due to being dragged along. He couldn't help but feel anxious.

Distracted, a cold blade swiftly sliced ​​through Xue Jiu's robes. Cold sweat poured down his back, and he ducked sharply, narrowly avoiding the attack.

He immediately dared not be careless anymore and could only silently pray for Feng Ling in his heart!
"Bang!!"

A loud bang rang out as two hard fists collided in mid-air, and waves of air emanated from Feng Ling's body, causing his robes to rustle!

next moment,
To everyone's surprise, a powerful force emanated from Feng Ling's fist, instantly repelling the underestimating evil spirit master, Gui Wu.

Upon closer inspection, Feng Ling, who was standing still, had a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth. He sighed inwardly: Damn it, I'm still a step behind!
But the fact that he was unharmed despite taking that punch still surprised Feng Ling.

It seems he underestimated the strength of a fifth-level Ghost Spirit Master, as well as his own defensive capabilities!

"Hercules Fist!"

Gui Wu roared, his eyes filled with undisguised disdain as he looked at Feng Ling. He was surprised that Feng Ling had survived his full-force punch.

However, Gui Wu still didn't take Feng Ling seriously, only considering him to be a senior figure with good fighting skills.

Faced with an absolute difference in strength, even the best techniques will be shattered by my punch!
Thinking this, a gust of wind whistled down, and Gui Wu punched Feng Ling in front of him again.

"Underestimating your opponent is a bad idea!"

A blurry figure flickered, and the fifth-rank evil spirit master turned around in astonishment after missing his punch.

He felt his wrist tighten suddenly as he threw a punch, and then a tremendous force came from his side, sending him flying in horror!

"Ah!!" A scream rang out, brains splattered, blood sprayed, and a mangled, head-exploded corpse fell to the ground!

As soon as Gui Wu crashed to the ground, he executed a beautiful somersault, simultaneously killing the disciple who was about to finish him off with a single punch. His speed was astonishing.

"Old man! I didn't know you had some skills! Come on..."

After being repeatedly thwarted by Feng Ling, Gui Wu became enraged and charged forward again, this time much more cautious than before!

"Bang! Bang bang!!"

A series of explosions rang out as Gui Wu unleashed powerful and sweeping moves, while Feng Ling's fist techniques were swift and fierce.

Both fighters landed their punches precisely, each strike powerful and forceful; every collision was a straightforward, unadorned clash.
For a moment, the two, their moves straightforward and direct, fought to a standstill! "Well done, Sect Leader! Kill that bastard..."

"Brothers, today we'll fight these bastards to the death!"

The intense hand-to-hand combat instantly ignited the atmosphere of the entire arena. The others gradually became more excited, their attacks became even more ferocious, and their bloodshot eyes revealed a kind of madness!

"Kill!" The battle cry was magnificent and deafening; it was all about momentum!
All the disciples were incredibly fierce, as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and they adopted a fighting style of exchanging injuries for injuries!
They used everything – tearing, biting, scratching, and clawing – completely defying expectations!

It's hard to guard against!

One unlucky evil spirit master was even approached by his dying disciple, who had just been stabbed by him, and had most of his ear bitten off!

Before he breathed his last, his excited eyes revealed extreme madness.

It sends chills down your spine...

Over time, the twenty-odd frustrated evil spirit masters also lost control of their emotions.

Poisonous gas and powder were thrown out indiscriminately, and screams of agony filled the air!
Pools of foul-smelling pus flowed, fueling everyone's frenzied slaughter. Toxic gas and powder were also being thrown out even more recklessly, creating a vicious cycle between the two!

A blood-red light suddenly appeared in the sky above Weiyun Sect, and a black cloud mixed with a hint of bewitching crimson began to swirl slightly, seemingly showing signs of spreading outwards.

They sacrificed their lives, shedding their blood. Under the blazing sun, mournful cries echoed continuously, and the splashing crimson blood seemed unusually alluring against the bright sunlight!

The fierce battle lasted from morning until dusk. As the setting sun shone on the blood-stained faces, the sounds of fighting gradually subsided, and the frenzied massacre was nearing its end.

Feng Ling's hair was disheveled, his body was covered in blood, and his fists were worn raw, revealing glimpses of his white bones. He glanced coldly at the corpse beneath his fists, its blood gushing out.

After collecting several ghostly spirits that had just escaped from beside him, Feng Ling straightened his body, trembling slightly!
Ghost Five is dead!

His eyes, wide as bull's pupils, were filled with the terror of impending death!
He couldn't understand why the usually fierce boxing style could suddenly transform into a softer one, thus overwhelming him.

Having endured the terrifying force of a hundred punches, Gui Wu finally breathed his last, unwilling to accept his fate!

Feng Ling used the Ghost Shadow Steps to maneuver and fight with Gui Wu, launching fierce attacks from time to time to distract his opponent and exhaust his mental strength.

When the time was right, under Gui Wu's horrified gaze, Feng Ling gritted his teeth and took a punch from the opponent, enduring the excruciating pain to switch his power and unleash the profound Tai Chi!

Each punch grew stronger than the last, and after a hundred punches, it had reached an extremely terrifying level. Finally, on the hundredth punch, it forcibly pushed Gui Wu into the gates of hell!
Looking up and around, all I saw were severed limbs and mangled bodies, a scene of utter devastation, and bloodied figures, not quite dead yet, struggling pitifully in the corrosive poisonous fumes.

A thick, pungent stench of blood filled the entire sky. Strange black blood mixed with bright red flowed down the long, two-meter-wide staircase, like a terrifying, malevolent river!

It was like a hellish realm!
“Killing, escaping…” Feng Ling muttered to himself, his eyes glazed over, as if he had returned to the assassin training camp.

The current tragic situation,

How similar they are!
"No! This is... far from it!" Feng Ling suddenly came to his senses, gave a cold laugh, as if mocking himself.

This scene barely matches the usual environment of the training camp; if it were a hunter's game or a headhunter's competition...

Just as Feng Ling was painfully recalling the inhuman darkness of his past life, a furious shout and a crazed laugh entered his ears.

"Pfft—, you bastard! Old butcher, you cheated..."

"Cough, cough, haha! Leaf Ape, even if you are slightly stronger than me, you are destined to die from my Black Water Frost Poison!"

The withered leaf ape's face was a mixture of purple and black. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, it clutched the wound on its chest caused by a black aura corroding it and roared at the black water butcher opposite it.

Blackwater Butcher was in no better shape; his face was pale, most of his body was covered by withered yellow leaves, he coughed up blood, and he still spoke relentlessly.

The fight has continued until now, and both of them are seriously injured. As for the three flies that were trying to interfere, they have already died tragically under the two's frenzied and indiscriminate attacks!

He died a truly miserable death!
As of now, fewer than fifteen people are still alive at the scene!

The Evil Spirit Master faction still has six lightly injured fourth-level cultivators, two lightly injured fifth-level cultivators, as well as Xu Laosan, a lightly injured sixth-level cultivator, and Hei Shui Tu, a heavily injured seventh-level cultivator.

On the Weiyun Sect's side, apart from Xue Jiu, who was only slightly injured at the sixth level, all the other disciples were killed in action!

The seventh-ranked withered leaf ape, the sixth-ranked Elder Dawn, and Feng Ling, who had just advanced to the fourth rank, were all seriously injured!

All the disciples from the Kuye Sect were killed, and Kuye Ape himself was critically poisoned and near death! The most ridiculous thing was that in the end, the four strongest warriors, who had unleashed their true power, forgot why they were fighting in the first place! A demonic voice seemed to be repeatedly humming in their hearts: "Kill the person before you at all costs!"

Vultures soared and swung merrily.

It landed on the bare old tree trunk, eyeing the scraps of meat on the ground with predatory intent.

Tragic! The tragic, bloodthirsty aura drifted away on the evening breeze, its destination unknown!

(End of this chapter)