Chapter 9 Don't even think about leaving, stepping down Qingyunmen
"Very good, except him, kill everyone else!" Lin Feng pointed at Jiang Yubo with a cold look on his face.
"Don't kill me!" When the disciples of the Qingyun Sect heard Lin Feng, they collapsed instantly, with a look of panic on their faces, and ran for their lives towards the entrance of the hall.
After hearing Lin Feng's order, Feng Maodian carried it out to the letter. He rushed into the crowd with a long knife. Every time he swung the knife, he took away one of the opponent's lives. Blood spattered on his body. He did not dodge at all. At this moment, he transformed into
Kill the God of Hell and let the Qingyun Sect disciples you see around you flee far away.
Whoosh!
Lin Feng was standing still. Once someone came close, he would strike with the long knife in his hand without hesitation.
"You're going too far!"
Seeing the disciples of the sect falling to the ground one by one, the elders of Qingyun Sect became furious and began to accuse.
"If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place!" Lin Feng responded lightly, with a cold look on his face.
"Are you really from the Wentian Sect?" The second elder had a frightened look on his face. What the other party is doing now is to destroy the Qingyun Sect. The only person worth doing is their enemy.
"Feng Maodian!"
Lin Feng shouted coldly.
"Sect Master, I'm going right now!" Feng Maodian gave up on the Qingyun Sect disciples and went towards the three elders of the Qingyun Sect, with a calm look on his face.
When he entered the hall, dozens of Qingyun Sect disciples were already lying on the ground, and the entire hall was filled with the pungent smell of blood.
"We'll fight them!" The fourth elder had a possessed look on his face, and charged towards Feng Maodian.
In the middle stage of the Qi Gathering Realm, when facing a Xiantian Realm warrior, he also had a high-grade Xuan-level swordsmanship. He was blocking the car like a mantis. He couldn't even catch Feng Maodian's move, so he was split in half with a single sword.
"Ah... the fourth elder!" The second elder, who had a good personal relationship with the fourth elder, saw this situation with a look of pain on his face.
"Don't worry, you'll go down and accompany him right away!" Lin Feng moved at this time and appeared next to the second elder of Qingyun Sect, with a calm expression on his face. The long knife in his hand just stretched forward, and he just happened to bump into him and became a skewer.
string!
"Don't let anyone go!"
People kept rushing in into the hall, everyone was wearing the same clothes, and they were all disciples of the Wentian Sect.
"I said, I will let you see with your own eyes how the Qingyun Sect was destroyed!" After Lin Feng killed the second elder of the Qingyun Sect, the long sword in his hand flashed, and he cut off Jiang Yubo's left arm again and grabbed his clothes.
Leader, he lifted him up in the air, letting him watch his disciples die one by one with his own eyes.
"You are the devils, I curse you to die a good death!" Jiang Yubo turned his head and stared at Lin Feng with his eyes fixed on Lin Feng. There was a frightened look on his face.
"Sect Master, I have killed all the Qingyun Sect disciples who escaped outside. I guarantee that no fish will slip through the net!"
At this moment, Jiang Yubo heard a familiar voice in his ears. He turned around and saw a middle-aged man in a gray robe, exuding strong vitality.
"Gu Haocang, it's you!" His lips trembled in horror, with a dumbfounded look on his face. Jiang Yubo could not have imagined that these devils were really members of the Wentian Sect, and that Gu Haocang had actually been promoted to a Xiantian realm warrior. There were all of them in the hall.
Three Xiantian realm warriors, does this mean that the sect master has...
"Our sect leader..." He frowned slightly, with a look of expectation on his face.
"You said Feng Yunzhong disappoints you. He was killed by me!" Gu Haocang blinked at the other party and said without changing his expression.
"It's over, Qingyun Sect!" Jiang Yubo lowered his head in despair, with a frown and heartache on his face.
"Elder Gu, do you want to chat with your old friend?" Lin Feng walked over with Jiang Yubo in his arms, which made him wish he could commit suicide and be humiliated like this before he died.
"No need!" He put his hands behind his back, a cold look on his face.
"What a pity. I originally wanted you to live a little longer, but it seems..." After Lin Feng said this, he hit Jiang Yubo's heart with a punch and threw it to the ground.
"Whoosh!"
At this time, a subtle sound of cutting flesh with a sharp weapon was heard.
"Sect Master, you are still too young!"
It turned out that just now it was Gu Haocang who cut off Jiang Yubo's head with a knife.
"Elder Gu, I have learned a lesson!" Lin Feng opened his eyes wide, with a look of embarrassment on his face. As expected, ginger is still spicy because he has eaten more salt than he has walked.
"Check the harvest in half an hour, and evacuate when the time comes!" Gu Haocang began to search for the Qingyun Sect's treasure house with his sect disciples. He was so excited to kill just now that he even forgot to leave any survivors alive.
From the time Lin Feng led the sect disciples to attack Qingyun Sect until the other party destroyed the sect, not even half an hour had passed.
Everything that happened at Qingyun Sect has attracted the attention of the surrounding warriors. No one dared to get close, but just watched from a distance, for fear that if they took a step forward, they would be massacred by the opponent.
It's just massacre. Look at the corpses everywhere in Qingyun Sect. Almost all of them were killed with one move. You can imagine how cruel these warriors are. They directly wipe out the other party's sect. How much hatred does this show? Or are they born to kill?
If it is the former, the warriors are not afraid. What they are afraid of is the latter. A group of powerful warriors who kill themselves. It is really uncertain whether these warriors will take action when they see them.
"Which sect are these warriors from? Why haven't I seen them before? There is also the sect leader of Qingyun Sect, who is a warrior at the peak of the Qi Gathering Realm. No one has escaped now. Is it possible that the other party has a Xiantian Realm warrior?" A warrior
Looking at the corpse in the distance, there was a suspicious look on his face.
"There are only Xiantian realm warriors within a hundred miles of the Supreme Elder of Lingxiao Sect. If other Xiantian realm warriors are born, we should have heard about it. Is it possible that these warriors are from outside?" The warrior who spoke relied on his ability to gather energy.
In the late stage, go forward.
When other warriors saw it, they also followed. They wanted to see if they could find some elixirs from these corpses. It could be seen from the corpses on the ground that the other party had not had time to collect the items.
"If someone comes out, don't move around. Don't cause the other party to misunderstand!" The leading warrior in the late stage of Qi Gathering Realm heard footsteps coming from the direction of the hall. He stopped quickly and looked ahead with alert eyes, ready to flee immediately if he found something was wrong.
here.
"The pinnacle of acquired heaven realm!"
"Late stage of acquired heaven realm!"
"Late stage of acquired heaven realm!"
...
One after another warriors walked out of the hall, the ones with the lowest strength were all in the late Houtian realm, which made the warrior just now breathe a sigh of relief.
"Hiss... such a small innate realm!"
At this moment, a ten-year-old boy walked out. He couldn't feel any vitality on his body, and the warrior took a breath of air.
Following closely behind the young man was a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe, with a calm expression on his face.
"Gu Haocang, they are from the Wentian Sect!" One of the warriors recognized Gu Haocang, with a dumbfounded look on his face. After confirming the other party's identity, he did not hesitate at all and fled the scene in a hurry.