"It's so satisfying! Thanks to everyone being able to practice, the body of essence and blood is rich, much better than ordinary people." The master said with a bloodthirsty light flashing in his eyes.

After a while, he turned his eyes to a boy under ten years old, and the light in his eyes became even more powerful.

"At a young age, he has reached the eighth level of acquired nature, and is very talented! I really want to know what the flesh and blood essence of a genius like you tastes, hehehe," the master smiled cruelly, swallowing the boy's energy in the same way.

This is just a corner of the cruel scene, and even more cruel. A master directly tore a young man to pieces and let the hot blood bathe his whole body. Looking at the canyon, many people vomited.

On the mountain, He Zhiqiang, who stood quietly, was shocked to see this scene. Although he had devoured the essence of a cultivator, he had never been so cruel. The target he devoured was a person with a high level of cultivation. He had hardly ever taken action against such ordinary people he thought, let alone a child.

Although he looked like he was smiling at a hundred steps at this time, he was indeed much better than these cruel and inhumane guys.

"What a bunch of beasts, even worse than beasts." He Zhiqiang's eyes flashed with raging flames, and his evil spirits rolled around. Within a radius of ten miles, all living things were trembling, emitting fearful emotional fluctuations.

"What's going on? Why did such a terrifying aura suddenly appear?"

"Be careful, there are masters around."

The cruel masters who were still devouring blood essence stopped their movements and looked around with vigilance.

At this time, He Zhiqiang, wearing a black robe, was approaching from the air, and a terrifying aura burst out and pressed down directly. Everyone suddenly felt as if they were carrying a heavy mountain on their backs, and their bodies could not move at all.

"You beasts, damn it," He Zhiqiang's throat let out anger, and thirteen blood-red lights burst out from his hand. In an instant, the thirteen masters in charge of this team were entangled with blood-red lights, as if they were tied up strongly.

"Swoosh, swish,,," the figure flashed, and the thirteen people were pulled together by He Zhiqiang. He slowly landed down from the void and stood in front of these masters.

"Kneel down," He Zhiqiang shouted coldly, the blood-red light swung, and the unparalleled momentum swept.

Bang bang bang, the thirteen innate masters could not bear the momentum of He Zhiqiang, all knelt on the ground, and dense cracks broke out on the ground under their knees.

"Puff puff puff," they almost spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time.

"You, who are you?" A master at the peak of the ninth level of the innate level looked up at He Zhiqiang and asked, his eyes full of fear.

"Are you worthy to ask? Are you still worthy of being a human being?" He Zhiqiang took a step forward and crushed the terrifying momentum.

Bang bang, two dull sounds were made. The master at the peak of the ninth level of the innate level sank into the ground, blood flowed out of his knees, and then on the ground, the bones on his body were also making noises, as if they were about to break.

"Does it feel familiar when you see the blood flowing out?" The light burst out from He Zhiqiang's eyes, as if it was a long sword, was extremely sharp.

"Puff," the master spitted out a mouthful of blood again.

"You, you have practiced this kind of martial arts like us," a master who had just broken through the ninth level of innate nature looked up at He Zhiqiang, with a hint of disdain in his eyes. This is a rebellious person who will not surrender to others easily.

"I'm not wrong with practicing this kind of exercise, but I've never been as bloody as you, so it's okay to kill people, why do even such a child kill so cruelly?" He Zhiqiang asked, and a vicious aura surged out.

"Puff," the man who looked unruly was bleeding from his eyes, nose, and ears, and he looked extremely miserable.

"We fell into your hand. If you want to kill, kill, swallow, swallow, don't be so hypocritical," the man yelled.

"Hehe, do you still have some backbone to swallow you? You think too much of yourself. Your essence and blood are too dirty and have no appetite." He Zhiqiang said coldly, then turned his attention to the nearby villagers arrested from all over the place.

At this time, these villagers were filled with anger in their eyes, and their hearts contained anger that could not be vented.

"You guys take revenge!" He Zhiqiang said lightly.

At first, no one of these villagers had taken action. After twenty seconds, a brave villager roared, "Kill them and kill these beasts."

The villager ran over, grabbed the long hair of a congenital eighth-level master, then waved his fist and smashed it up. Blood must fly out of each punch.

Looking at the villagers' appearance, the other villagers were also ready to move. When they saw He Zhiqiang had no objection, they all started to yell.

"kill,,"

"Kill these bastards,"

"Skinned them,"

Angry voices echoed in the canyon, almost all the villagers took action. They waved their fists, or legs, and kept kicking and hitting the masters, venting their anger.

"Let you kill Sister Huaer, you bad guy," a twelve or thirty-year-old girl lifted a stone weighing more than thirty pounds and smashed it hard at a master.

Due to He Zhiqiang's suppression, their strength was suppressed and they could not be exerted at all. They were no different from ordinary people. The little girl suddenly smashed the master's head and blood was poured out.

The little girl quickly threw away the stone, stuck out her tongue, looking cute, and a hint of fear.

When people are extremely angry, they will do things that they cannot understand. The villagers have beaten thirteen masters to a disgrace. One of them has been dismembered and his head has been smashed. They are still smashing them, as if they want to completely destroy them.

It took twenty minutes for the villagers to stop one after another. At this time, the thirteen people had been beaten to death, almost all of them had no complete bodies, only scarlet ground left.

"Thank you, benefactor!"

"Thank you for saving us,"

These villagers kowtowed to He Zhiqiang one by one and thanked him. In their hearts, He Zhiqiang suddenly became a hero who eliminated violence and safeguarded good deeds.

Seeing so many people kowtowing him, with a heartfelt respect in his eyes, He Zhiqiang suddenly felt a little more panic and a little unexplained emotion in his heart. This was a strange feeling he had never seen before.
Chapter completed!