Chapter 258: A mob, I can’t continue

(A bit cruel, watch with caution)

"Master Tang just... died like this?"

The people of Xingluo seemed to be in a nightmare, their eyes filled with fear and disbelief.

The wind whistled past the city walls, taking away the dust in the air, but it could not take away the shock in their hearts.

You know, Tang Xiao is the strongest fighter on their side!

However, at this moment, he lay there quietly, without the majesty and dominance of the past, only the cold and stiff body remained.

Davis stood there, the figure in white reflected in his pupils.

His heart was filled with anger and unwillingness, and his teeth were gritting as if he wanted to vent all this endless rage.

He originally thought that the speed at which his strength was growing was already "astonishing". After all, he had made huge progress in such a short period of time.

However, when he saw Tang Xiao die easily at the hands of Yuan Qingtian...

Only then did he realize that compared with Yuan Qingtian, he was nothing but a dwarf.

His eyes unconsciously fell on the familiar figure, that was Zhu Zhuyun, his former fiancée.

As time goes by and I haven't seen her for a long time, she has become more beautiful and charming, like a blooming peony, shining among the crowd.

Every move, every frown and smile exudes a fascinating charm.

However, things are different now. When he looked at her carefully, he found that her eyes, which were once full of admiration and love, no longer belonged to him...

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a surge of rage in his heart. He wished he could drag the dead Zhu family members out of the ground again and whip their corpses one by one!

Perhaps only by doing this can he relieve the hatred in his heart!

That's right, he transferred all his surging hatred from Yuan Qingtian to the Zhu family.

The nature of people bullying the weak and fearing the strong is fully reflected in this almighty Emperor Xingluo.

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After dealing with Tang Xiao, Yuan Qingtian was not idle.

After all, the purpose of this trip was to reduce the losses of the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon.

Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others were able to handle the situation with ease and did not need his help.

So...

Let him sweep the battlefield!

He suddenly jumped up, and his body drew a graceful arc in the air, like a meteor across the night sky, dazzling and eye-catching.

In the blink of an eye, they fell into the area where the Star Luo warriors were most densely populated.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, a powerful air wave erupted when Yuan Qingtian landed on the ground, causing the surrounding dust to fly.

"Ah..."

Those well-trained Star Luo warriors were caught off guard by the sudden shock wave. Many of them didn't even have time to react before they were blown away by an irresistible force.

When Davis saw this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he felt it was a good opportunity.

He gave the order without hesitation, his voice revealing unquestionable determination: "Two fists cannot beat four hands, surround him!"

As the order was given, the surrounding Xingluo warriors acted quickly like guided hounds.

They rushed towards Yuan Qingtian, surrounded him and formed an airtight encirclement.

"Humph, just a bunch of rabble."

"You still want to gather the strength of ants to bite an elephant to death?"

"It's ridiculous!"

The expression on Yuan Qingtian's face was extremely cold, like a biting cold wind reflecting on the hearts of the surrounding Xing Luo warriors.

He swung his fists violently and launched a fierce attack on the Star Luo warriors around him like a storm.

Every time a fist was swung, there was an earsplitting "bang" sound, as well as the screams and flying figure of a Star Luo warrior.

"call out--"

A sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard, as if tearing the silent night sky apart.

Immediately afterwards, colorful and dazzling soul skill power surged in like a raging torrent.

These energies contain various properties and powers.

Some are hot as fire, some are cold as frost, some are violent as beasts, and some are swift as the wind. They are interwoven in the night sky to form a gorgeous and dangerous picture.

Faced with the surging soul skill attack, Yuan Qingtian did not show the slightest sign of panic.

On the contrary, a strange ripple suddenly spread out around his body, directly blocking all those spirit skills and preventing them from getting close.

At this moment, more and more Xing Luo warriors were gathering, so he simply spread his wings and flew high into the sky in a flash.

High in the sky, he looked down at the Xing Luo warriors below, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Then, he shouted in a low voice: "Sky Evil Dragon Left Arm Soul Bone Skill - Demon Dragon Red Sky Palm!"

It is worth mentioning that.

After a year of seclusion, the two soul bones he possessed plus the external soul bone have now reached the astonishing level of 500,000 years.

This increased the power of his soul bone skills by several levels, enough to scare any enemy.

"Have you ever heard of a palm strike that came from the sky?"

The corners of his lips curved up slightly.

Then his eyes became fierce and he slapped it downwards with great force.

A powerful soul force instantly burst out from his body and condensed into a scarlet dragon palm that was a kilometer long.

This dragon paw exudes a fiery breath, as if it can burn everything to ashes.

What is the concept of kilometer?

It is equivalent to one kilometer, or two and a half laps of a 400-meter playground.

Just imagine that if two and a half circles of the playground were spread out into a straight line, it would be clear at a glance how large the coverage area is.

Not counting the locations where Golden Crocodile Douluo and other strong men were fighting, just counting the areas with the most densely populated people is equivalent to half of the battlefield!

The idiom "inevitable" is very suitable for this scenario.

"Zila——"

As the dragon palm fell, a terrifying energy wave instantly erupted.

The space was constantly compressed, and dark cracks were exposed to the air.

The Xing Luo warriors stared at the sky in a daze, and the weapons in their hands couldn't help but slip out of their hands.

"Heh~ bastard..."

"Puff puff!!!"

Wow, the scene before my eyes can only be described as spectacular.

If I had to use an apt metaphor, it would be like thousands of hydraulic presses madly crushing a bunch of ripe tomatoes.

Under the heavy pressure, the tomatoes instantly shattered, and bright red juice burst out and splashed everywhere.

Blood seemed to have become an indispensable part of the world at this moment.

The sky was dyed red by the bloody breath, as if it had been burned by flames.

The earth was soaked with fresh blood, and every inch of land exuded a disgusting stench.

Things like severed limbs, headless corpses, etc...

Not at all!

Just a big slice of SpongeBob's favorite things.

If those evil soul masters came here, they would probably be stunned and worship Yuan Qingtian, recognizing him as their ancestor, right?

At this moment, a group of powerful men from the Xing Luo Empire witnessed this shocking scene with their own eyes. Their faces instantly turned as pale as paper, as if they had seen the most horrifying scene in the world.

Those with weaker psychological qualities could not endure this strong visual impact and could not help vomiting on the spot. The smell of stomach acid and bile mixed with fear filled the air.

Davis also looked livid.

He frantically suppressed the beating in his throat, trying to suppress the urge to vomit.

However, the bloody and cruel scene was too intense, and his will was ultimately unable to resist the strong feeling of nausea.

He closed his eyes tightly and clenched his teeth, but he still couldn't hold it back. A mouthful of sour water spurted out of his mouth and splashed on his collar.

Over there at Wuhun Palace.

Although they were in the same group as Yuan Qingtian, the look in their eyes when they looked at him was full of fear.

Many people gasped at Yuan Qingtian's cruelty.

Even Dugu Bo, the 'old poisoner', couldn't help but be amazed.

"Your Highness the Holy Son is a little too harsh..."

This statement, put at this time, is clearly the so-called "Madonna statement".

But no one condemned him.

"On the battlefield, human life is worthless."

"If you want to achieve something, but you can't be ruthless, what's the point?"

"On the road to becoming a strong man, blood and rain are the norm..."

Qingluan Douluo felt touched and spoke out of his feelings.

Forget it, he couldn’t make it up anymore.

It's a bit disgusting indeed.

As the 'protagonist', Yuan Qingtian also said with emotion: "It seems that I should use this trick less in the future."

After this battle, he will probably not be able to escape the title of 'Son of Evil'.

Yuan Qingtian sighed slightly in his heart.

Afterwards, he continued to support various areas and no longer used large-scale killing moves.

Not long after.

There are only a few Star Luo warriors left.

The heads of all the elders of the Haotian Sect were cut off, and almost every worshiper held one in his hand.

Ning Fengzhi looked at the figure in white that was not stained with a trace of blood but was full of bloody aura. The shock in his eyes was about to overflow and he couldn't hide it at all.

Chen Xin frowned and said, "He committed such a huge sin of killing, but he is not hurt at all?"

Gu Rong also stared at Yuan Qingtian's back with great fear, "It seems that the blood energy can't penetrate into his body at all..."

"Is there something protecting him?"

The answer to this mystery may be difficult for them to know in this lifetime.

"Almost all the people who were in the way have died, leaving only..."

Yuan Qingtian murmured, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Davis on the city wall.

The remaining Xing Luo group had lost all their fighting spirit at this time.

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

Some Xingluo soldiers were mentally broken, holding their heads and crying, tears and snot mixed on their faces and flowed into their mouths...

Dirty and pathetic.

One pass ten, ten pass a hundred.

More and more Xingluo soldiers couldn't hold on any longer.

The shadow of death enveloped them, like an invisible giant hand, tightly strangling their throats, making them beat their chests and stamp their feet, unable to breathe.

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