Deathly Realm!

So what about the peak of the unity realm? What is the difference between yourself and an ant in the face of the Death Realm!

Fighting with him is seeking death. If you give him a list, you might be able to save your life.

He sighed helplessly, got up and walked to the table and chair, sat down, picked up the brush placed on the inkstone and wrote it. After a stick of incense, he put down the brush, gently blew the rice paper on the table, and handed it to Zheng Shiyi: "This is the list you want. Keep your word and keep my blood."

Zheng Shiyi's result list was roughly taken, and then he stuffed it into his arms: "I don't keep my word. Today, not only will you die, but your Lu family's bloodline will be buried with the Xuanming Sect."

"What! You..."

Song Chongyang was angry when he heard the sound, but he opened his mouth and wanted to curse but then he held back his words.

"What do I do?" Zheng Shiyi's right arm, like a ghost, pinched Song Chongyang's neck and picked him up: "When you destroy my Xuanming Sect, you should have thought that if I come back, there will be no more nine major sects in the world."

Song Chongyang covered Zheng Shiyi's arms with both hands, his face turned red, his feet were struggling in the air, and his tongue was completely leaking out of the air.

Zheng Shiyi grabbed the other person's tongue with his left hand and pulled it back suddenly. In an instant, Song Chongyang's entire tongue was pulled out, and scarlet blood scattered all over the ground like raindrops, dyeing his clothes.

Zheng Shiyi threw a whole tongue that was still moving to the ground and let go of his right hand. Song Chongyang knelt on the ground, his whole body trembling greatly, blood gushed out of his mouth like a fountain, and his eyes rolled up, and there was no trace of black eyeballs. The whole person was gradually losing his sense of self in severe pain.

Zheng Shiyi took out a handkerchief from his waist, wiped the saliva from his fingers, threw it away, and slapped Song Chongyang twice with his right hand: "The top ten sects are led by you, I won't let you die so happily."

Song Chongyang's jaw was squirming up and down, as if he wanted to say something, but he could not make any sound. However, a trace of anger and a trace of fear were cut through his blurred eyes. Gradually, his consciousness became more and more blurred, and his body kneeling on the ground began to shake.

"Just let you die like this, it's a good deal for you."

Zheng Shiyi kicked Song Chongyang's head, and in an instant, his head completely burst like a watermelon that was hit. Scarlet blood and white brain matter scattered into the air and scattered all over the ground. He died completely in the blood wave.

"Dong...dong...dong..."

Several loud and elongated bells rang, and then countless heavy footsteps gathered in front of the villa. Zheng Shiyi wiped the blood from his hands: "Since you are all here, save me time looking for them."

He turned around and walked out of the villa. Looking at the entire street, he was surrounded by thousands of Taiyin Sect warriors holding blades. Everyone looked at the blood of the strange man in front of him and started discussing in a low voice.

"Who is he? He actually walked out of the head's courtyard and was covered in blood. Could it be that the head of the head has been attacked by him?"

"Impossible. The leader is a master at the peak of the One Realm. He is the strongest existence in this world. How could anyone be the opponent of the head of the family? It is absolutely impossible!"

"That's right, no one knows the strength of the leader. No one is his opponent, let alone how could this kid be so young?"

"Why does this person look so familiar? It seems that he has seen him somewhere."

A warrior wearing green armor, bearded and holding a big hammer in his hands, walked out of the crowd, collided violently in his hands, pointed at the boy in front of him, and asked loudly: "Who are you? You dare to break into the territory of my Taiyin Sect."

"Xuan Ming, Zheng Shiyi."

Zheng Shiyi was not talking loudly, but it was this faint sound that came into everyone's ears, as if a demon was rushing into everyone's minds. For a moment, the sounds of ice blades falling to the ground kept ringing one after another.

Zheng Shiyi!

Blood Shura Zheng Shiyi!

It is rumored that Zheng Shiyi is dead, how could he appear here?

A year ago, he was already recognized as the number one master of the dynasty. He once sneaked into the Yuxu Sect alone and killed a group of masters of the Yuxu Sect. Now he has come here again and has walked out of the villa of the head sect. Could it be...

In the crowd, the bearded warrior frowned. It turned out that this was Zheng Shiyi. It seemed that the leader had been killed by him. The Supreme Elder said that if anyone could seize Zheng Shiyi, he could become the candidate for the leader. Now it is a good opportunity to make a contribution!

If it were Zheng Shiyi a year ago, he might not have done it himself, but now Zheng Shiyi...

Since he still has the strength he had before, he should return to the imperial city, regain the throne and then smash the army to take revenge.

But now, he came alone. Obviously, he had never returned to the imperial city. He had not yet taken back his throne. He no longer had his original strength.

Now, this is my best opportunity!

However, even Zheng Shiyi is far from his opponent now, and he must borrow from others.

Since this is the case, why not tell everyone the words of the Supreme Elder that rights and status will make them regain their intention to kill. For the sake of rights, they will fight hard. They just need to wait for an opportunity to take off Zheng Shiyi's head.

"Zheng Shiyi, he is the murderer who killed the leaders of all generations. Now he is here to assassinate the current leader. The Supreme Elder has an order. No matter who he can catch Zheng Shiyi, he will be the next leader!"

The bearded warrior shouted loudly: "Zheng Shiyi, do you think you are the one you and the number one master in the world? Do you think I don't know that you were seriously injured and now your strength is less than 50% of the past? Otherwise, you have already returned to the imperial city and regained your throne!"

After a word from the bearded warrior fell, everyone around heard the sound and suddenly felt a sudden movement in their hearts. It turned out that Zheng Shiyi was already injured.

Yes, if he was not injured, he would return to the imperial city to regain the throne and lead a large army to fight.

When he destroyed the Zheng family, he led his army to come. Now he has not regained the throne and led his army to come. It can only be said that he has no strength to enter the imperial city and regain the throne.

As long as you kill Zheng Shiyi, you can be called the leader!

This is the best opportunity!

"kill!"

In the crowd, I don’t know who shouted the first sound first, and then a series of voices kept coming out, and everyone rushed towards Zheng Shiyi’s direction.

Zheng Shiyi completely ignored the warriors who rushed forward, and his figure was like a ghost. He passed by everyone and instantly came to the bearded warrior. He pulled out the ink-scale knife behind his back with his right hand and raised it high to the highest point, and chopped it down suddenly.

The black ink-scale sword flashed with a suffocating demonic energy, and a crack was drawn in the space, instantly slashed over the head of the bearded warrior.

"laugh……"

The sound of water flowing sounded, and red blood spurted out from the knife marks in the middle of his body on the bearded warrior. He opened his mouth, and his dull eyes showed unprecedented fear.

The next moment, his whole body separated from the middle, his two half bodies fell to the left and right directions, and his internal organs were scattered all over the ground.

The person who was attacking just now looked at the figure that suddenly disappeared, listened to the sound of corpse falling from behind, turned around and looked at Zheng Shiyi, who was standing in the crowd, exuded a fearsome domineering aura all over his body. Everyone was completely stunned and dared not take any more movements.

Too fast! It's simply too fast! It's so fast that even the eyes can't catch it, and it's even so fast that the afterimage has not disappeared. He has launched an attack, and it's the first time he has seen such a powerful one.

With his speed, even if a thousand people come again, they will only die. Their strength is not at the same level at all, and they have no power to fight back at all!

Didn’t he say he was injured? Why is he still so strong?

Zheng Shiyi wiped the blood from the Mo Lin knife with his right hand, and his eyes flashed across everyone: "Today, I want to kill the warrior who participated in the Destroy Xuanming a year ago..."

Before he could speak, all the warriors in the crowd who had participated in the Destroy of Xuanming became nervous. He... He actually came for the Xuanming incident a year ago. It's over, it's over now!

run!

The warrior who participated in the Destroy of Xuanming was about to set off, but his body subconsciously stopped and fell into deep thoughts. Running in front of someone of his strength was a dead end.

He just said that he only killed those who participated in the Destroyment of Xuanming, and many of them were warriors who did not participate in the Destroyment of Xuanming. Even if he had a list, he did not know so many people. It was almost impossible to be accurate to everyone. As long as he stayed calm, he would have no way.

"I already know who you are. Today I will use your blood to pay homage to the dead souls."

Relying on the sensing of heaven and man, Zheng Shiyi clearly felt the fluctuations in everyone's hearts. He suddenly kicked the ground, and a cold light flashed by. Zheng Shiyi's blade in his hand slashed wildly in the crowd.

The knife rises and falls, and the knife shows blood.

After several breaths, hundreds of swords were slashed, and more than 400 warriors fell to the ground under Zheng Shiyi's actions.

For a moment, the entire Sky Shop was dyed with blood, scattered on the ground, and even more on the clothes of everyone. A strong smell of blood filled the air, and the corpses were all over the ground, and blood flowed into a river.

The surroundings were filled with death silence. All the warriors were completely frightened by the scene in front of them. Some warriors who had never seen such a scene were spitting out green gallbladder, frightened and fell into the blood wave.

Crazy! It's so crazy! This is simply not a human!

Zheng Shiyi inserted the Molin Sword behind his back, and his blood-red eyes flashed in front of everyone's eyes: "There is a wrongdoer and a debtor, I will not make things difficult for you. As fellow disciples, you are very clear about the family situation of these hundreds of people. If someone guides me, I will spare his life."

Between survival and sects, all the warriors of the Taiyin Sect chose to survive and betray the information of the sect. Under the leadership of everyone, Zheng Shiyi waved the ink-scale knife in his hand and killed from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain. The peace of the Taiyin Sect was completely broken.
Chapter completed!