In Fengmiao Forest, less than half an hour had passed since the conflict occurred.
The twenty-five disciples still stayed in Fengmiao Forest and did not leave.
These twenty-five disciples came from three peaks: Redwood Peak, Hundred Birds Peak, and Vampire Peak.
In addition, there were about 600 people in Fengmiao Forest from these three peaks who were with them at this time.
And they were also sitting inside and outside the thirty-two people in the Blood Demon Hall when the incident happened.
At that time, it can serve as a witness and drive other people away.
As for the other disciples who came to Fengmiaolin to practice, they had no idea what happened.
When other disciples heard the commotion and came to the scene of the incident, the two sides were already halfway into the fight. They had no idea who made the move first or what happened.
But what they didn't expect was that these people would dare to kill people from the Blood Demon Hall!
Blood Demon Hall! That is the hall of the Holy Son!
Even after they killed the Blood Demon Hall disciples, they were still sitting here without even thinking about leaving.
Are they really not afraid?
Are all these people so brave?
Many monks were afraid that it would affect them, so they hurriedly left Fengmiao Lin.
But there are also monks who plan to stay and watch the show, thinking that what happens next will definitely be exciting.
"Brother Dao, the tasks assigned to us by the Peak Master have been completed. How about we leave first?" A monkey-faced monk stepped forward and said fearfully.
The man who was called Brother Dao and had a scar on his face was sitting on the stone, playing with the dagger up and down in his hand, and chewing something unknown in his mouth.
"What are you afraid of?" Brother Dao tilted his mouth, "Now that Elder Feng has left seclusion, the Heavenly Demon Sect is about to change. He, Lin Nian, only relies on Yan Suxue. Now that someone can compete with Yan Suxue, what else can he do?"
"But. He is the Holy Son after all." The monkey-faced man swallowed.
"Holy Son? Haha, he will be gone soon!"
Brother Dao patted his face.
"Don't worry, we are just waiting here for Lin Niao to come, Elder Feng and the others are already on their way!
Doesn’t that Lin Niao like to shit on other people’s heads? This time! I’m going to make Lin Niao eat shit!”
"Brother Dao, Brother Dao, that Lin Niao, he"
Just as the scarred man finished speaking, a disciple who was looking for news in front ran over, but before he could finish speaking, a thin line appeared on the monk's neck, and then he fell forward and his head was separated.
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There was a commotion in Fengmiao Forest, and hundreds of birds fled from the forest.
Not far away, nearly a thousand people came in a mighty manner, and the blood energy condensed by the thousands of people was like a blood demon!
Many disciples who were eating the melon quickly retreated far away, and more people quickly flew away, feeling that the melon was no longer something they could eat!
"Hey, our Holy Son is here, please welcome him."
The scarred man threw the dagger out, stabbed it on the surrounding trees, and led hundreds of disciples to get up and step forward.
Lin Niao, the leader, looked at everything around him and saw hundreds of people approaching in front of him, and the leader looked particularly arrogant.
Both sides stood still, and a battle involving thousands of people was about to begin.
"What does it mean that Lord Holy Son came to this little Fengmiao Forest and killed my fellow disciples?"
The man with the scar walked forward, tilted his head and looked at Lin Niao with a slanted mouth.
This couldn't help but remind Lin Niao of the gangster he met in his previous life.
They are all monks, but they are still like this. How low-level are they?
Seeing that the other party was so disrespectful to their young master, Mu Dan and Sang Ying behind Lin Niao frowned, and the little blood crystal beast Yiyi lay down and roared.
Especially Sang Ying.
The dagger in Sang Ying's hand had already appeared.
But Lin Niao made a prohibitive gesture and asked them to calm down.
Lin Niao said calmly: "You killed my people from the Blood Demon Hall?"
"Lord Holy Son, you have to figure it out."
The scarred man spread his hands.
"You Blood Demon Hall disciples are arrogant and domineering. They keep disturbing our practice and make us change positions frequently. Finally, we couldn't bear it anymore and they took action. We were in self-defense! This is in line with the sect's rules!
Why, are we still letting them ride on our heads?"
Lin Niao: "But I heard, why are you the ones who are bullying me, the Blood Demon Hall?"
"Is there any?" Scared Man asked the monks around him and shouted, "Who is bullying whom? Have you seen it?"
"I saw it, it's the people from the Blood Demon Hall who are bullying others!"
"That's right, it was those guys from the Blood Demon Hall who took action first!"
"The Blood Demon Hall has gone too far!"
Immediately afterwards, there were shouts one after another.
"Here, Lord Holy Son, you've seen it too. That's what happened. Please don't spit on me." The scarred man leaned closer to Lin Niao, and his bad breath hit Lin Niao's face.
"Actually, you made a mistake."
Lin Niao's face was still very calm.
Lin Niao naturally knew that if the other party dared to do this, he must have made sufficient preparations. It was impossible to find evidence.
"Oh? I don't know what's going on?" The scarred man said with a smile.
"When I want to kill someone, I never need a reason or evidence."
"Hahaha, why, in broad daylight, could it be that you want to kill the Holy Son?"
Before the scarred man could finish his words, the scarred man looked down and saw that Lin Niao's hand had penetrated his chest and pulled out his heart bit by bit in front of his sight.
The scarred man was a monk in the Golden Core Realm. Even if his heart was taken out, he could survive for a period of time. However, before he could resist, his vision was blurred and he fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Niao's foot rubbed against his head, and as it went down a little bit, the sound of his skull breaking slowly came out.
Lin Niao looked at the scarred man as if he were a dead man, and threw his heart away like garbage: "Aren't you waiting for Feng Zonghua to come? I asked you to wait until he comes!"
After finishing his words, Lin Niao raised his head and looked at the people around him: "Kill all the monks wearing the uniforms of Redwood Peak, Hundred Birds Peak, and Vampire Peak! Leave no one behind!"
"Lin Niao! How dare you!"
At this time, the peak master of Hongmu Peak shouted, Feng Zonghua and other hall masters and peak masters came over.
"Look, the person you've been waiting for is here." Lin Niao smiled at the scarred man whose head had been crushed in half, "So? Can they save you?"
"Caka!"
With a crisp sound, the scarred man's head exploded like a watermelon.
"Where are the disciples of the Blood Demon Hall!"
"exist!"
"Don't be stunned here," Lin Niao said coldly, "Kill them all for me!"
"yes!"
[There is still one chapter, but it is still being revised. Then I need to check for typos. Then I will go out for a run and exercise, and I will post it a little later. 】