"boom" The fists and sticks clashed, and with a loud noise, the silver-white iron rod made an overwhelming sound of shattering.
Under Chang Yun's horrified eyes, it was smashed away by Mo Zhiyao.
The punches continued, and the angry fists wrapped in flames struck Chang Yun's chest hard.
The crisp sound of broken bones sounded, and Chang Yun retreated quickly like a cannonball, hitting the ground crazily.
After falling to the ground, Chang Yun's castration continued, and he retreated tens of feet away from the ground before reluctantly stopping.
His lips opened, and blood spurted out with fragments of internal organs.
Chang Yun's sternum collapsed deeply, and the skin and flesh were torn, and the broken sternum and internal organs could be seen inside.
"Go and reunite with your brother."
Mo Zhiyao's figure rushed over like lightning and stepped hard on Chang Yun's lower abdomen.
He stepped on Chang Yun until his body arched like a shrimp, and then fell heavily to the ground.
In Chang Yun's eyes full of despair, several black air streams emerged from the soles of Mo Zhiyao's feet and penetrated into his body.
While Chang Yun was sucked into flying ash, he also crushed his soul with one kick.
In just the blink of an eye, a late-stage Zangxu overhaul was killed by Mo Zhiyao so cleanly on the spot.
Chang Yun's own cultivation level was not as good as Huo Yaoyang's, and he was injured by Jun Ziqian.
In addition, Mo Zhiyao's cultivation level improved again.
After one decline and another increase, he ended up with such a miserable ending.
On top of Mo Zhiyao's record, another important addition was added.
Two of the three men were gone, Ji Haojue was so horrified that his soul was shattered, and his mind suddenly lost control, revealing a flaw.
"Feng Yun Wuji Crazy Killing" Yu Tong's eyes were sharp, and the power of the wind spirit surged out from his body and poured into his two swords.
A dazzling green light suddenly flashed out from the blade, and the unparalleled power swept across in an instant, setting off a storm in the air.
That day, Feng Ling Origin Wuhen relied on this move to almost kill Nu Lie on the spot.
If Huo Fencheng hadn't taken action, Nu Lie wouldn't have been able to resist.
Although Yu Tong was unable to exert such terrifying power, it was enough to deal with Ji Haojue who had exposed his flaws.
A green tornado seemed to be engulfed in the sky and the earth, and Ji Haojue was involved in it.
A shrill scream rang out.
Ji Haojue was chopped into minced meat, and his soul was also chopped into nothingness.
"Whoa!"
Yu Tong's body flashed and landed on Mo Zhiyao's side.
He was panting again and again, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
Ji Haojue and her had similar cultivation levels and had similar combat power, and they were both equals.
He successfully killed him, and Yu Tong also tried his best.
"Are you okay, auntie?"
Mo Zhiyao looked at Yu Tong and asked.
"Are you a human being?
It's so shocking to kill Huo Yaoyang so quickly and even kill Chang Yun."
Yu Tong shouted to Mo Zhiyao before he could catch his breath, He didn't pay any attention to Mo Zhiyao's previous question. "" The corners of Mo Zhiyao's eyes twitched, and he really had nothing to say to this aunt who was even more tough than her master Yu Yao.
"Humph, you brat, you don't give anyone any face at all."
Yu Tong glanced at Mo Zhiyao, and sat down on the ground without the slightest bit of ladylike temperament, recovering his almost exhausted physical and spiritual energy.
Mo Zhiyao pinched his eyebrows and did not dare to speak.
He also sat cross-legged and took out Huo Yaoyang and Chang Yun's Nayu.
After looking through it, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
With the number of jade cards of Huo Yaoyang and Chang Yun, Mo Zhiyao's performance has risen to the first place and there is still a lot of surplus.
Mo Zhiyao felt completely relieved in his heart.
Nanyuan's request for him was finally fulfilled.
Outside, Lin Ruo and Ye Fan had expressions on their faces as if they were dead fathers, and both of them were dumbfounded.
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The young masters of their two families were all dead.
This made the two of them afraid that they would be skinned and cramped by the heads of the two families if they went back.
However, no one paid any attention to the two of them.
Yu Yao on the other side was full of gloating, and at the same time, there was a look of ecstasy on his face that could not be concealed.
My sister and my apprentice both stood out from the hunting competition, which was a double blessing.
Zuo Changfeng stood up, looked at the envoys of the other three sects not far away and said: "In my opinion, although there is still one day left before the end of the hunting competition, judging from the current situation, there is no need to wait.
Bar" As of today, the overall situation has been decided, there is no one fighting on the water curtain, and it is a waste of time to wait any longer, so Zuo Changfeng said this.
"Well, Elder Zuo is right, let's end it."
The other three looked at each other, nodded to each other, and stood up at the same time and said to Zuo Changfeng.
The four of them then stepped into the void, and came to the four directions where the cave had been opened before, and unlocked the seal of the cave.
In the void, ripples appeared like rain falling on the water, and a group of monks in the cave began to cry.
Appearing in mid-air.
When they entered the cave, there were more than 20,000 people in total.
Now, only a little more than 2,000 people can come out.
It has shrunk by ten times.
It can be imagined that the tragedy is so tragic.
Looking at these monks appearing in mid-air, Zuo Changfeng nodded and said: "The hunting competition is officially over.
Your personal results must also be clear.
Those in the top 200 will stay, and the rest will , let’s all go our separate ways.”
The monks in mid-air had different expressions, some were ecstatic, some looked depressed, and some had expressions of relief on their faces.
After all, being able to survive a month of bloody killings was considered a blessing even if he failed to gain admission to the four great sects.
"Wait a minute."
Just when everyone was about to disperse as Zuo Changfeng said, a cold voice suddenly sounded, causing the monks to stop in their tracks.
Turning around to look, it was Mo Zhiyao who spoke.
"Zhiyao, what else do you want?"
Zuo Changfeng was also stunned, not understanding what Mo Zhiyao's intention was.
"Elder Zuo."
Mo Zhiyao first bowed to Zuo Changfeng and saluted, then glanced around with cold eyes, and spoke with a solemn voice from between his lips.
"I said that the monks from Cang Ming and Huo Lin who participated in the hunting competition this time must die."
The word "death" came out of his mouth, and Mo Zhiyao's figure suddenly disappeared from the place.
When he reappeared, he was beside a monk from the Cang Ming Kingdom dressed in black.
With a muffled sound of "Peng", the monk didn't even have time to scream, before he was blasted into pieces by Mo Zhiyao.
Previously in the cave, due to time constraints, Mo Zhiyao had no time to kill all the monks from the two families and the casual cultivators who participated in the robbery and killing of Beiyuan's disciples.
Now that the hunting competition is over, everyone gathered in the square. , Mo Zhiyao immediately launched a bloody revenge In the entire square, there are a total of twenty-seven monks who are Mo Zhiyao's targets.
Mo Zhiyao's ghostly figure is like teleporting.
Every time he appears in one place, he will raise a rain of broken flesh and blood.
"Elder, help!"
Immediately, several people ran away from the crowd like crazy and fled in the direction of Lin Ruo and Ye Fan.
However, Mo Zhiyao's speed was too fast and he only managed to dodge a few times.
The monks he was targeting were all killed on the spot.
There was even one who was blasted by Mo Zhiyao's punch just less than a hundred feet away from Ye Fan.
Mo Zhiyao's ferocity made everyone present feel their scalps explode and their hearts tremble.
"Mo Zhiyao" shouted angrily, and two figures flew into the air like lightning, and stopped in front of Mo Zhiyao.
It was Lin Ruo and Ye Fan.
"How dare you massacre our country's monks after the hunting competition.
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This has violated the rules set by the four great sects and should be killed on the spot."
Huo Yaoyang died in Mo Zhiyao's hands, Ye Fanzheng I was worried about how to go back and explain to Huo Fencheng, but I didn't expect that Mo Zhiyao would retaliate and kill people in public.
This was exactly what he wanted, and he immediately launched an attack.
"That's right, four envoys.
Please uphold justice for our two countries."
Lin Ruo and Ye Fan were in the same boat.
They immediately echoed and said to Zuo Changfeng and the other four.
Zuo Changfeng and the four others were also startled.
They did not expect that Mo Zhiyao could be so ferocious.
He said he would not leave anyone alive, but he really meant that he would not leave anyone alive to the two countries.
Looking at Ye Fan, who looked sad and angry, and spoke righteously, the three envoys from Donghua Sect, Ximingmen, and Beishan Pavilion collectively turned their attention to Zuo Changfeng.
Among the four, Zuo Changfeng was the highest in terms of cultivation and status, and Mo Zhiyao was obviously going to be admitted to Nanyuan.
Naturally, the three of them would not express their opinions, and collectively kicked the ball to Zuo Changfeng. wind.
Zuo Changfeng glanced at Mo Zhiyao, and his heart suddenly felt bitter, because Yu Yao also came to Mo Zhiyao at this moment, but did not speak, presumably waiting to see how he would handle the matter.
After pondering for a moment, Zuo Changfeng said: "Mo Zhiyao is really inappropriate in this matter.
I will punish you accordingly in the future and give you two an explanation."
With one sentence, the expressions of Lin Ruo and Ye Fan suddenly changed.
Zuo Changfeng was obviously protecting Mo Zhiyao.
When Mo Zhiyao arrived in Nanyuan, what kind of explanation could he give?
"Elder Zuo" Lin Ruo took a step forward and just spoke.
Before he could say the words, Zuo Changfeng on the opposite side snorted coldly.
A heavy pressure suddenly pressed on him, almost knocking Lin Ruo out of the air.
Medium pressure hits the ground.
"I said, I will give you two an explanation in the future.
There is no need to say anything now.
If you have any opinions, you can go to Nanyuan and tell the owner of the garden."
Zuo Changfeng's face suddenly turned cold.
He looked at Lin Ruo and the two, An icy cold light flashed across his eyes.
Lin Ruo and the two men immediately shuddered.
They didn't dare to say any more nonsense.
They responded obediently and stepped aside.
Who is Zuo Changfeng?
The great elder of Nanyuan.
He is below one person and above ten thousand people.
He has a high and powerful position.
Even if he directly wipes out the Cang Ming Kingdom and the Fire Lin Kingdom, it is not too difficult.
Just rely on Lin If the two of them, once they made Zuo Changfeng angry, killed him directly, neither Ji Youming nor Huo Fencheng would say a word.
As for going to Nanyuan to complain to the garden owner, this is really a big joke.
With their two cultivation levels, they are afraid that once they enter the Southern Territory, they will die in a foreign land.
In the Southern Territory, Zangxu's cultivation is simply cannon fodder.
Countless eyes full of fear fell on Mo Zhiyao.
At this moment, everyone present saw that all the four great sects had a conniving attitude towards Mo Zhiyao.
The so-called rules are simply rules of the game set by the strong for the weak.
As long as the four great sects are willing, they can change them at will.
Who dares to have an opinion?
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"Okay, except for the first two hundred people, let's all disperse."
Zuo Changfeng glanced around with cold eyes.
Seeing that no one dared to raise any objections, he immediately tossed his sleeves and said in a deep voice.
The monks in the air, hearing the words of amnesty, left the place one after another.
In just a few breaths, only two hundred qualified monks were left in the square
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