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The people of the Sumeru region gathered at the foot of the mountain do not know how many.

The number of these large and small sects is not 10,000 but 8,000, how can these people be destroyed by the martial arts people led by Qin Feng?

The gap in numbers is already huge, not to mention the gap in strength.

But they obviously don't know how terrifying these martial arts people are at the moment.

When Qin Feng gave the order to strangle, everyone rushed over as if they were crazy.

The poignant sword is like a meat grinder, so sharp that it makes people tremble wildly and shudder.

"Bastard!"

"It's so arrogant, do you really think we're afraid of you?"

"Come on, let these martial artists see our strength!"

Everyone shouted angrily, and all the people in the Sumeru domain gathered together and attacked Chu Wanfei and the others.

But these martial arts people are like walking corpses, they don't feel pain at all, they often don't avoid swords, and go straight to the opponent's head.

In the first round of confrontation, the people of the Sumeru domain lost hundreds of people.

And Chu Wanfei and the other martial arts people were only injured, but their injuries didn't last long, and they were healed by the terrifying magic needles on their bodies.

"What?"

Everyone gasped, thinking that they had seen it wrong.

"What a terrifying self-healing ability!"

"It's... This kind of injury can heal in an instant, are they immortals?"

"There must be some kind of sorcery!"

"Hmph, don't be afraid, no matter how strong they are, what if they heal themselves? We will divide them, I want to see how they can heal themselves even after their bodies have been mutilated!"

"Alright, dismantle them to pieces!"

The angry crowd attacked again.

This time, the offensive of the people of Sumeru became more and more ferocious, and the people turned into a tide and drowned the past, swords like waves, and their strength was like a flood.

The two sides fought fiercely.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, and several swords are shocked, although the martial arts people can support it, but they can't guard against the swords attacking from both sides.

Finally.

Puff!P

A large number of crisp sounds came out.

I only saw that the hands and feet of several martial artists were directly cut off, and some of their heads were cut off, completely losing their combat power, and they all fell to the ground one by one.

After a while, the people on Qin Feng's side almost lost their ability to fight.

"It worked!"

"Hahaha... Unless they can grow a head!"

"A group of rabble, dare to compete with my Sumeru people?

"Look how arrogant you are this time!hahaha..."

The crowd let out a loud laugh, and everyone's eyes were full of pride.

However... Their laughter didn't last long, and a large amount of demonic qi suddenly appeared from the dismembered martial arts man, and then the demonic qi spread, like silk threads, linking the limbs and even the heads that were cut off by them.

A moment later, all the severed corpse pieces were connected by these demonic qi, and soon, a whole person was pieced together again.

People's smiles froze instantly.

What a strange sight!

When the body was successfully put together, the magic needle came again and stabbed on the lifeblood of these people.

They suddenly opened their eyes, their pupils were blood-red, and one by one, their full energy instantly turned into evil qi, and then they attacked people like crazy.

"Impossible!"

Those sect leaders froze.

"They... Are they immortal?"

The rest of the people were also completely dumbfounded, and their scalps were numb and goosebumps rose.

Suddenly, as if they had thought of something, they looked into the sky.

saw that Qin Feng had already stood in mid-air at some point.

A large amount of demonic qi overflowed from his body, and these demonic qi climbed down like poisonous snakes, directly submerging into the bodies of every martial artist below.

"It's the ghost of the martial master!"

"Damn!"

"Then kill the martial master first!"

The people were shocked and angry, and one by one let out a terrible roar, rushing towards Qin Feng.

"Kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it!"

Qin Feng said expressionlessly, then lifted the Qintian Sword and slashed at the crowd.

Sonorous!

A terrifying sword aura that was enough to open the world burst out in an instant, and it crashed directly into the crowd...

Bang!!

The sword is mighty, the earth shakes, the mountains shake, and the sky trembles.

The scene of the end times is restored.

A large amount of bright red blood burst out.

Countless stumps and severed arms exploded.

The scene was a mess.

The scene is like Shura hell.

The remaining survivors stared blankly at this scene, all frightened mad.

And that's... The power of the warrior master?

.......

.......

Whoosh!

Several swift meteor-like figures rushed through the sky and poured straight towards Qishan.

As it approached, these figures were all stunned.

"It smells of blood... Something happened to Qishan!"

A low cheer rang out.

"Quick, let's see the situation!" another pleasant female voice sounded.

Everyone immediately accelerated their advance and quickly landed on the top of Qishan Mountain.

These are all people from the Qintian Temple.

Because the team that went to greet the relatives did not return to the hall for a long time, the people of the Qintian Temple felt that something was not right, so they sent someone to investigate.

But as soon as everyone landed, they saw corpses all over the ground.

The entire mountain was dyed red, and the scene was particularly hideous.

Everyone looked at the corpses all over the ground blankly, and one by one they thought that they had seen it wrong.

"How so?"

"It's... What's going on here?"

People were murmuring, their voices and eyes were extremely dry.

A pair of middle-aged men and women walked slowly, their eyes full of indelible shock.

Suddenly, screams rang out.

"Ahh

The sound fell to the ground, and people rushed over.

But I saw a headless corpse lying there next to a big rock, dead for a long time.

And the corpse... It is the son of the Lord of the Qintian Palace, the famous Qintian Prince Xiao Xianlou!

"Xiao Gongzi!!" the woman stepped forward a few times, her face full of incredulity.

"No!!" the middle-aged man let out a terrible growl.

Xiao Xianlou actually died in Qishan... He couldn't believe what the Lord of the Qintian Hall would do when he learned the news,

Finished!

It's all over!

"Who is so vicious, who actually killed Gongzi, and even eradicated Qishan?

There were crazy screams and questions from the people of the Qin Heavenly Temple.

Everyone was furious, gritting their teeth, shocked and irritated.

People are in mixed moods, and no one can calm down at this moment.

But at this moment, another call sounded.

"My lord, that seems to be Miss Ziying!"

"What?"

The woman shuddered and looked madly at where the man was pointing.

But I saw a figure like a puppet sitting in the pile of corpses.

That's Ziying.

At this moment, she lowered her head, did not move at all, her little face was extremely pale, her small mouth kept moving, as if she was saying something, and the whole person seemed to be stupid.

"Ziying, are you still alive, are you still alive, great, great!" the woman rushed over, hugged Ziying, and cried.

It turned out that this middle-aged man and woman were Ziying's parents, the famous black and white envoys of the Qin Tiandian!

"Ziying, are you alright?" his father, the Black Envoy, stepped forward and asked in a deep voice.

But... Ziying didn't seem to hear it, and the person still looked at the ground and kept muttering.

"Ziying, what's wrong with you? Didn't you hear what your father said? What the hell is going on here?" shouted the black envoy.

But...

Ziying still didn't say a word for a long time, and she didn't even notice the heat around her, as if she had completely lost her soul.

Everyone looked at each other, and their eyes showed horror.

The black and white envoy also frowned, and his face was pale.

But at this moment, a person from the Qintian Temple rushed over and shouted tremblingly.

"Big... My lord.... Mountain... There is still a situation down the hill!"

When the black envoy heard this, his face turned dark, and he immediately rushed down the mountain with his people.

But when everyone rushed to the foot of the mountain, the scene in front of them had completely shocked everyone present!

At this moment, at the foot of the mountain, there are corpses all over the field, and blood is flowing like a river.

A large number of terrifying sword marks spread across the land, and shattered corpses were piled up.

At a glance, people could no longer see the half-intact corpse.

In their eyes, there are only broken bones, internal organs, blood, minced flesh...

"Here it is... "Someone stared blankly at everything in front of him and muttered to himself.

I'm afraid of the underworld.... That's it....