Chapter 494: Forging a Mountain of Corpses with Swords
"Let...let me go..." Hei Huzi's eyes were as fierce as ever at this moment. He was really scared and actually knelt down in front of Lang Fei.
"Let you go? Why? Even if God agrees, I won't agree!"
Hei Huzi looked at Lang Fei's murderous eyes and said pitifully: "These... these are what Mu Yunzi asked me to do... yes... Mu Yunzi wants to force you out so that he can eradicate the roots. This
...This is how you leaked your life experience to...me...I'm just an accomplice at best...you...please let me go..."
"Mu Yunzi..." Lang Fei shook his hand and said, "Where is Old Dry Pine?"
Hei Huzi hurriedly answered: "I...I don't know..."[
"Don't know?" Lang Fei's face added a bit of fierceness: "You are his apprentice? Don't you know?"
Just when he was about to press him again, he suddenly heard a muffled "dong" sound from halfway up the mountain. Then, a gray shadow flashed, and an old man in gray robe appeared in the mid-air.
Lang Fei was startled, and when he scanned the sky with his consciousness, he found that the appearance of the man in gray robe was quite strange. His face was half as delicate as a baby, and half as skinny as a mummy.
Hei Huzi also saw the figure appearing in the sky, and suddenly his face showed joy, and he looked up to the sky and shouted: "Uncle Kurong, save me..."
Master Ku Rong? Thinking of the title of Master Ku Rong, Lang Fei suddenly understood. Unexpectedly, Jinzhong Mountain actually hides a body refiner who is comparable to a human immortal. Judging from his cultivation, I am afraid he already has Hongyue.
The later realm.
Jin Zhongshan's intention of hiding such a great master from the outside world is quite intriguing. If they have another spiritual weapon in their hands, I am afraid that the pattern of the ten sects of the Evergreen Realm will be rewritten.
"Who is it? Who bullied me like Jin Zhongshan." The old man in gray robe glanced in the direction of Hei Huzi. When he saw the mountain of corpses and sea of blood in the square, he roared like an angry bull.
"It's him...it's him...Uncle, our foundation...our foundation has been destroyed in his hands!" At this time, Hei Huzi didn't look as pitiful as before, pointing at Lang Fei.
, roared through gritted teeth.
"Is it you?" The old man in gray robe glanced at Lang Fei below, and then looked at Xiao Bai'er and Qingxia who were hovering in the air. His heart twitched, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
However, Heihuzi didn't care about that. He relied on the backup and pointed at Lang Fei in a hoarse voice and said: "Boy, you are dead... Not only are you going to die today, but also the people in Qingniu Town. Such a release can eliminate
The hatred in my heart."
Lang Fei didn't even look at him, but looked up at Master Ku Rong in mid-air. "Since you are seeking your own death, you can't blame me for being ruthless!"
Upon hearing this, Master Ku Rong felt a wave of evil fire rushing straight to his forehead.
Because he wanted to hide his strength to prevent the ten sects from secretly attacking Jinzhongshan, he had already wronged himself for decades as a great monk in the late Hongyue period. He was also aware of the commotion outside before, but in order to avoid the situation from expanding, he
Still endure it.
I thought that Master Kusong was here, and as long as ten sects did not attack, he would be able to protect the sect from danger. But who would have thought that with just one meal, the entire Jinzhongshan sect disciples would die completely.
When the old man tried to communicate with some elders using the communication array, he discovered that all of them, except for one, had already met the King of Hell. As a result, he could not sit still and immediately broke through the barrier and walked out.
Seeing the miserable scene in the square and hearing Lang Fei's sarcastic remarks, Master Ku Rong, although he had some scruples about Xiao Bai'er, could not bother to discern Lang Fei's cultivation when he thought of the hatred of destroying his family.
.actually took out a gleaming golden one-legged bronze figure with a wave of his hand, and suddenly smashed it down on Lang Fei's head.
Looking at Hei Huzi, who had a sneer at the corner of his mouth, Lang Fei had a gloomy face, stretched out his hand and swiped back, grabbing the Yue Shaking Sword in his hand. He didn't see him accumulating strength, so he just waved his arm upwards, and made a move.
The blue-grey sword energy like a natural chasm emerged in response to the situation.
Looking at the blue-grey sword energy that was more than a hundred meters long from bottom to top, Master Ku Rong's face turned ashen. Only at this moment did he realize how big the gap between himself and Lang Fei was. However, when he realized this,
It's already too late.
Generally speaking, body refining monks will not use magic weapons or magic weapons, because their own bodies are equivalent to these things. But Master Ku Rong is different from other body refining monks. The bronze statue in his hand
Although the human being is only equivalent to a middle-grade magic weapon, with the use of his skills, it can be compared to a blow from a spiritual weapon.
Even so, when the blue-gray sword energy struck, the one-legged bronze man was still flashing golden light, but he was finally defeated. He was struck by the sword energy and was immediately cut into two pieces.[
If Master Ku Rong had not realized that the situation was not good and took advantage of the one-legged bronze man to turn his body when he was slightly blocked by the golden light, the situation would have been very bad at this moment.
"Who is this kid? How did I, Jinzhongshan, provoke such a terrifying person?" Master Ku Rong is really mute and unable to express his suffering. He has been in seclusion in the heart of the mountain and has full authority over the management and development of Jinzhongshan.
It was entrusted to Master Kusong. He really didn't know anything about the grievances between the sect and the boy in white.
But for Lang Fei, it was enough to know that he was from Jinzhongshan.
"Since I said I would massacre your whole family, how could I spare you! I want the name of Jinzhong Mountain in the Evergreen World from now on, and I want all the young people who dare to make plans against me to feel chilled!"
Master Ku Rong dodged the sword energy of Shaoyue Sword, and just when he was about to abandon Hei Huzi and run for his life, dozens of rays of light suddenly flashed around him one after another, all pouring on him.
At Master Ku Rong's level, not to mention ordinary magic weapons, even ordinary magic weapons can't do anything to him, but these brilliance stabs left shocking blood marks on his body.
Feeling the long-unexpected pain from all parts of his body, Master Ku Rong grinned in pain. But so what, it was just a superficial wound. As long as he could escape, he would make the boy in white feel regret.
, let him know that Jin Zhongshan is not someone to be bullied.
However, this was his last thought. With a scream of "Ah", his thoughts stopped there. Looking from a distance, he saw a rainbow sword inserted in his left chest, and a rainbow sword inserted in his right chest.
He has three cold-light thin swords and several unique flying swords with different colors on his lower abdomen.
The magic weapon method caused fatal injuries, and there was also a magic weapon! A generation of body-refining king died like this, and died in Lang Fei's hands in such a confused way.
Hei Huzi's eyes widened as he watched Lang Fei command the flying sword to draw Master Ku Rong's body across an arc, and finally hit the archway with the four characters "Golden Bell Immortal Gate" engraved in front of the square with a "bang" sound.
Go up and smash it into pieces.
"I...I will fight with you..." Hei Huzi suddenly roared, clenched his fist the size of a bowl and punched it forward.
Lang Fei frowned, a little impatient, pointed at his figure, and several flying swords spun behind him, flying through the air like thunder and lightning.
Only a few muffled sounds of "Puff... Puff..." were heard. Black Huzi also followed Master Ku Rong's footsteps.
At this point, except for the whereabouts of Master Kusong, who had escaped a disaster, more than a thousand disciples up and down the Jinzhong Mountain had all died in Lang Fei's hands. And all of this only took half an hour.
The nine-day wind blew away the cloud barrier, and the bright moon once again shed its faint moonlight, but it only shone on the sea of blood on the mountainside of the mountain, and on Lang Fei's expressive face, which always gave people an extremely unreal illusion.
Xiaoyun led a group of villagers from Qingniu Town to stand outside a large hall on the mountainside. Among them were old, weak, women and children. She did not want the little ones to see such a bloody scene.
The green clouds in the sky and Chu Hailan felt a little numb when they saw this scene. As cultivators, although they have seen some bloody scenes, they could see Lang Fei transform into a god Shura and kill everyone in Jinzhong Mountain with his own eyes.