Wow.

Jiang Chenghong didn't know how to describe her feeling at the moment.

He is like a crumbling dam full of holes and cracks.

But now, in front of him, huge waves like golden snakes dancing wildly and blue dragons roaring were coming towards him.

With just one blow, the giant hammer in Jiang Chenghong's hand exploded into pieces, with a loud bang in the air and metal fragments flying everywhere.

The punishment engraved in the giant hammer was blown to pieces, and the wanton energy flew out in all directions as if it was uncontrollable.

Jiang Chenghong was suddenly exposed to the oncoming sword light.

"this……"

Jiang Chenghong opened his mouth and wanted to say that everything could be discussed, but the next moment, his vision went dark and he didn't know anything.

Looking at the dozens of pieces of meat falling from mid-air, Qin Yi snorted coldly.

"Ants."

These two words were said in a non-trivial manner at this moment, and everyone present immediately felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, with a cold feeling pouring out of their bones from the bones of their bodies.

Jiang Chenghong's strength and status don't need to be said much.

The Eight Tigers in Hunyuan Tiandu were famous earlier, but for unknown reasons before, only Bai Muhu of the Eight Tigers still shows up occasionally, while the other seven tigers seem to have disappeared inexplicably.

After that, some originally low-key elders in Hunyuan Tiandu began to come out to do things. With their strong strength, it didn't take long to gain a huge reputation.

Jiang Chenghong is one of them.

Among the army who are looking for Qin Yi everywhere, Jiang Chenghong is considered to be a relatively famous and popular one.

He was born in a large sect like Hunyuan Tiandu, and he was a strong man at the level of Heavenly Lord, but now, he turned into a steaming piece of meat in just one move.

Crackling.

The minced meat fell to the ground. When the monk saw this scene, his throat tightened, his eyes widened, and the fear in his heart surged out uncontrollably.

"Okay, who among you is still dissatisfied?" Qin Yi clapped his hands, sneered, grabbed the death sickle, and flicked out the blood stains on it.

There was no one here who dared to say anything. At this moment, everyone was staring, stretching their necks, and their faces were ashen, like roosters waiting to be slaughtered.

After waiting for a moment, Qin Yi nodded with satisfaction: "Seeing that you are so honest, I won't torture you anymore, just commit suicide."

"Why."

A Juejian Sect disciple in the crowd asked.

Qin Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at the other person: "You are talking to me."

"Yes, your Excellency, who is from the Xuanhuang Ye family, provokes our Immortal Continent so much and kills us cultivators indiscriminately because of his strength. Aren't you afraid of causing a war?" The disciple frowned, his face turned red, and he took a step forward. , it seems that the countless resentments in the chest are about to be vented.

Qin Yi took the death sickle and slashed it, and the opponent was cut into pieces from the waist up.

After waiting for two breaths, the opponent's body exploded into pieces, and a fountain of blood rose from his waist to the sky, splashing everyone around him on their heads and faces.

"Who do you think you are? You are not worthy of talking to me." Qin Yi sneered, "You are still trying to reason with me at this time. There were so many people at that time, who were not in a higher realm than me? When they were chasing me to kill, some people were talking to me. That’s fair.”

Hearing Qin Yi's words, several monks in the crowd frowned, vaguely seeming to think of something, but when they looked at Qin Yi, they clearly saw a completely unfamiliar face.

In this case, they moved their lips a few times, but in the end they said nothing.

Qin Yi's cold-blooded and violent behavior completely frightened everyone present.

Those ascetics before thought that if they persisted until these reinforcements arrived, they would not have to pay the huge amount of fairy ore.

But now, who would have thought that the reinforcements would be surrounded, and anyone who dared to speak would be killed directly.

The Tianzun-level cultivators were trampled to pieces like chickens. With so many people present, few thought they had the ability to defeat the Tianzun-level cultivators.

As a result, those cultivators attracted by the bounty immediately had to hand over the fairy ore and leave here, even if they were overwhelmed.

Changfeng Castle is simply hell to them now.

The reinforcements surrounded by Qin Yi were actually the Juejian Sect, Hunyuan Tiandu and other sects who came from several other castles.

At this moment, he no longer has the fighting spirit, but he is unwilling to commit suicide like this. Who doesn't cherish his own life? They all looked at Qin Yi with sad faces and pleading faces.

After waiting for a while and seeing that no one had taken action yet, Qin Yi suddenly became impatient.

"You don't want to do it yourself, do you?" Qin Yi smiled sinisterly and waved his arm.

Swish,.

More than a dozen heads rose into the sky in front of them, and the thick smell of blood spread in all directions.

The monks whose heads were cut off in an instant could not react to anything. They even kept expressions of astonishment on their faces.

After a few breaths, their headless bodies twitched a few times, and fell to the ground while gushing blood.

"I...I don't want to die..."

"Don't kill me, please..."

"If you don't kill me, I will do anything for you..."

The monks present may have seen scenes that were ten times or a hundred times bloodier than this moment, but at this moment, their psychological defenses completely collapsed.

After all, the scenes they had seen were all about themselves bullying and killing others.

But now, being humiliated and killed so wantonly is something I would never even think about.

"When they were chasing me to kill, when they were slandering me, some people thought of letting me live." Qin Yi sneered, and the death sickle turned into a ray of light and shadow. Suddenly, the people who cried the loudest were cut in half. Broken, crawling on the ground in pain.

"If you are unwilling to commit suicide, then I will reluctantly help you." Qin Yi took a breath.

If you really want to kill so many ants, it's just a matter of waving your hand.

The reason why they were asked to commit suicide before was just so that they could feel the despair of being cut off by others.

Qin Yi would feel better if he did this.

The anger that had been accumulated for so long finally got a chance to vent. Qin Yi felt that it was great to come over and vent his anger directly.

He raised the death sickle and was about to kill a few more to vent his anger when a long sigh suddenly came from behind Qin Yi.

"What kind of hatred can't be resolved without shedding blood?"

This voice was full of compassion.

A flash of white light, like sunlight shining down directly, found the group of demons, and the demons quietly turned into powder and blew away in the wind.

"Yeah." Qin Yi frowned, and when he turned around, he saw a kind-hearted old man standing in the air not far behind him, with long hair hanging down, and an air of immortality.

However, despite his age, this old man is extremely tall and straight, with his waist as straight as a javelin.
Chapter completed!