Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 431
(four more)
The "Yuan" sacrificed by the ninth disciple of the outer sect suppressed it forcefully, and instantly swallowed Wentian into it.

The next moment, I saw the "circle" shake violently, puff puff, and in an instant, a blood mist gushed out of it, and a trace of cloth was mixed with it.

The smell of blood was strong in the air.

Hiss... Seeing this, Qingyue and Polang suddenly became flustered, with despair in their eyes.

"Haha... Lin Tian, ​​so what if you are a genius? After all, you will fall into the hands of Brother Wang Feng."

"Lin Tian, ​​this is what happens when you offend us!"

For a moment, those outer disciples who were seriously injured laughed wildly, with extremely cruel expressions.

For them, a disciple who was only in the Vientiane Realm could injure them seriously. This is definitely a shame among shames. It is a shame that can only be washed away by taking the other party's blood and life.

"Trash! It will be your turn soon!"

"If you want to blame, blame you for standing on the wrong team. Brother Wang Feng once invited you to join, but it's a pity that you are obsessed with it."

"Jie Jie! Die... You can also be a companion for Lin Tian on Huangquan Road."

Those outer disciples stared at Qingyue and Qingyue with cruel and mocking eyes.

"Even if we die! It won't make it easy for you!"

"Kill the disciples of the Immortal Peak's own lineage, and one day, you will die!" Po Lang and the other roared, their eyes turned blood red, and there was a touch of madness.

It was a touch of death-like madness.

"So what if I pass on a disciple of the same line? As long as you offend me, Wang Feng, you will die, let alone the Immortal Peak, the last of the nine peaks." Wang Feng's face was distorted, ferocious like a beast.

With a sound of "kuang", the seal he was pinching changed, and the "circle" suddenly shook violently, suppressing Qingyue and Polang towards the bottom.

"Die! With your ant-like status, it is also a blessing for you to die in the hands of me, Wang Feng." Wang Feng grinned.

Seeing this, Qingyue and the two below, their pupils were like beasts, full of hatred, they gritted their teeth fiercely.

"Go!"

"Boom!" In an instant, the aura of the two of them boomed, and their bodies began to swell, and there was a violent aura.

"Overestimate yourself!" Perceiving the intentions of the two, Wang Feng laughed contemptuously instead of being afraid.

His "circle" formed by fifty miniature mountain peaks erupted with a powerful devouring force, as if it was about to swallow the sky and the earth.

However, at this moment, his rampant expression suddenly froze, and he saw that the "Yuan" he sacrificed trembled uncontrollably.

At the same time, a cold voice came from inside.

"One line day!"

This icy voice came so suddenly that everyone's expressions were stunned at this moment.

But just as he finished speaking, he saw Wang Feng, who was the ninth member of the outer sect, suddenly had an afterimage flashed, and in the shocked and unbelievable eyes of the crowd, a slender figure solidified instantly.

This is a man.

His left arm was already drenched in blood, as if he had just crawled out of hell, and the clothes in it seemed to be forcibly shredded by some pulling force, showing the man's scarred body.

However, this person's eyes were as bright as the stars in the night sky, and there was ecstasy in his expression.

Ask God!

The man who appeared out of nowhere was actually Wentian who was swallowed into that circle before.

"Teleport...it's impossible..."

Suddenly, Wang Feng's unbelievable scream came, and the teleportation he said was a supernatural power that can only be displayed after reaching the Realm of Oneness.

But now he actually appeared on a Vientiane Realm, his expression was full of horror, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body became dull at this moment.

"Nothing is impossible!"

"Although I am only a god, I am a person who can kill a god!" Wentian's expression was completely cold, which was extremely ruthless, like a god of death.

In a blink of an eye, he combined his five fingers to hold the saber, and thrust out fiercely.

"puff……"

"puff……"

There were two puffs before and after.

The first one is the sound produced by Wentian Zhang knife piercing the opponent's heart.

But the second sound was the sound of the other party's eyes widening in fear, and with a bang, a mouthful of blood spewed out.

The two same voices came from different places, but they also expressed the same meaning, that is, Wang Feng, the arrogance of Ten Thousand Peaks and the ninth member of the outer sect, is completely finished.

Seeing this man who suddenly teleported and turned the world around with his own power, the whole audience fell silent, as if in a complete freeze, only the eyes full of disbelief and fear remained.

"You..." Looking at his pierced body, Wang Feng opened his mouth with difficulty, wanting to say something.

However, before he could finish speaking, Wentian's hand piercing through his heart suddenly shook violently.

With a bang, the flame exploded, as if turning into a dead flame beast, completely engulfing Wang Feng's entire body.

Blue Flame!

Even if the other party is a god, under the fiery power of the blue flame, Wang Feng, the ninth member of the outer sect, was completely wiped out in just a few breaths.

"Hiss..." Seeing this, the people below were all shocked, and their hearts were filled with turmoil. Looking at Wentian, who still had blood dripping from his arms, their eyes were full of horror.

Qingyue and Polang, who had originally chosen to perish with the enemy, were completely dumbfounded, as if they were still in a dream and could not recover.

With a crisp "ding", a space ring fell into Wentian's hand, and immediately, an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then, he suddenly turned his head and set his sights on the seriously injured outer disciples underground.

"No... Lin Tian, ​​​​you can't kill me!"

"We are disciples of Wan Chongfeng, and we are the best among the outer sects. If we fall together, we will definitely attract the attention of Wan Chongfeng's senior management, and you will not be able to escape the crime!"

"Let us go, we swear to God, this matter will never be mentioned to anyone else."

"That's right! As long as you let us go, from now on, you are the leader of us people, and we are willing to follow you."

Seeing Wentian's gaze, those outer disciples trembled all over their bodies, and their souls trembled in fear.

Only then did they realize that the person in front of them was not only a soft persimmon, but also a fierce monster.

A murderous monster without blinking an eye.

However, Wentian remained indifferent to everyone's begging for mercy and threats. Although these people were all his fellows, they were also his enemies.

For the enemy, he has always stopped killing with killing.

"Brother Qingyue, Brother Polang, I will leave these people to you!" He said coldly.

After the words fell, he ignored them, sat cross-legged in the void, and began to use the power of returning to the beginning to recover from his injuries.

Hearing his words, Qingyue and the two of them felt a jolt in their minds, as if they just came back to their senses, but the next moment, the two of them looked fierce.

"No...you can't kill us..."

"Lin Tian, ​​if you slaughter your fellow disciples, you will surely die a bad death in the future, and you will be punished by heaven."

"Lin Tian...you will regret it...I will never let you go even if I am a ghost."

For a moment, the ground was full of roars, insults, and curses full of hatred.

And just a moment ago, when Wang Feng, who was the ninth outer disciple, fell, this was the fifth peak of Thunder Cloud Sect, Wan Chong Peak.

With a "click", I saw a cracking sound suddenly sounded in a certain attic.

Although the voice was small, at this moment, the expressions of almost all the people in the attic changed suddenly.

(End of this chapter)