The whistle pierced the sky, and a blood-red figure moved in the forest five kilometers away.
At the same time, the whistle alerted Eagle Ridge.
"Pleasure Cave, it's Pleasure Cave. So many people, enemy attack, enemy attack …"
In an instant, a group of more than a hundred people rushed up from below, but when they rushed in front of Zhou Yang, they were stunned.
"Third Leader, Third Leader …"
Looking at Zhao Kui's current appearance, everyone could not help but shiver.
"Those who stand in my way will die!"
With a low shout, Zhou Yang swung his sword, and four light swords rushed towards the crowd. In an instant, all the martial artists who had not reached the Martian realm were sent flying, and the dozen people at the front died immediately.
"Roar!"
A terrifying beast roar came from the foot of the mountain, and a moment later, a fiery-red beast passed through the crowd and arrived in front of Zhou Yang with hundreds of people in hot pursuit.
"Take the two of them to the foot of the mountain and wait for me." Zhou Yang placed Xiong Ziyi and Little Lian's bodies on Chi Yan's back.
"Take them to the foot of the mountain and wait for me." Zhou Yang placed Xiong Ziyi and Little Lian's bodies on Chi Yan's back.
Chi Yan growled, seemingly worried about Zhou Yang.
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Zhou Yang smiled faintly. Zhao Kui had told him a piece of good news. Eagle Ridge's only Mercury realm martial artist was in seclusion.
Other than Mercury realm martial artists, no one could stop him.
Boom!
Chi Yan passed through the crowd with a burst of fire, his speed unparalleled.
The Eagle Ridge thugs did not care about Chi Yan, but looked at Zhou Yang with fear, not daring to move forward or retreat.
"Die!"
Without waiting for the Eagle Ridge thugs to attack, Zhou Yang took the initiative to rush down. In an instant, broken limbs flew everywhere, and the four to five hundred thugs almost buried Zhou Yang.
"Gathering of the Wind and Clouds."
"Lava Arm!"
Flames and wind raged in the dense crowd. In less than a quarter of an hour, the hillside was covered with casualties. Less than half of the five hundred thugs were left.
Zhou Yang was already covered in blood.
The thugs scattered, looking in horror at Zhou Yang, who was like a god of death.
"Don't be afraid, everyone. His True Qi is almost exhausted. No one can keep fighting, no one can …" a team leader shouted, but then his head flew into the air.
"That's right, no one can keep fighting, but no one has two lives either."
As Zhou Yang spoke, he walked towards the cave entrance. "Let's go."
With that, he dragged Zhao Kui's body down the mountain. Along the way, no one dared to stop him. Everyone followed closely behind him.
"Get into formation and chop this madman into eight pieces."
Halfway up the mountain, a middle-aged man in a green robe waved his hand, and 300 cultivators formed a square battle formation, surrounding Zhou Yang in the middle.
These three hundred people were different from the previous bandits. Every one of them was wearing black armor and had sharp eyes. They were definitely battle-hardened warriors in the army. Zhou Yang had already guessed who the green-robed middle-aged man was.
Fourth Brother, the Poison King!
"Hmph, you want to save them? Fine, then I'll let them watch you being dismembered. But don't worry, I'll leave you alive, just like Third Brother. At that time, you'll also watch them being toyed to death by the three thousand brothers of the Soaring Eagle Ridge." The Poison King's face was extremely ferocious. He knew that Zhao Kui wasn't going to live, so he wanted Zhou Yang to suffer the same fate as Zhao Kui …
Kill!
The three hundred people shouted the word "kill" at the same time. An extremely thick killing intent spread out, and the next moment, the three hundred people attacked at the same time.
With the Poison King's order, no one attacked the dozens of women. Instead, they attacked Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang stood there without moving. After a while, a war flag suddenly appeared in his hand.
The war flag was stuck on his back, dancing in the wind.
Fearless War Flag.
At this moment, his True Qi was indeed exhausted, but he still had a fearless will to fight.
A formless battle intent spread out, and the weapons in the hands of the warriors began to tremble. It was as if someone was beating a war drum, and the sound shook everyone's hearts.
The brave were fearless, and the strong were invincible.
Everyone stopped at the same time. Looking at Zhou Yang, who was standing with his hands clasped behind his back without a trace of fear in his eyes, they suddenly had a feeling that the person in front of them was invincible!
"What is this power? How can it be so terrifying …" The Poison King's face was full of fear, and he immediately stepped forward and shouted.
"Kill him!"
The Poison King's voice woke everyone up. Although they were still afraid, they still raised their weapons and slowly approached Zhou Yang.
Weng!
The huge sword in Zhou Yang's hand swung out, and the four light swords split into eight, instantly killing the eight warriors in black armor.
Fearless will to fight, twice the combat strength.
However, he knew that this was not enough.
A strong wind blew, and the war flag on his back fluttered.
Hiss …
A shrill ghostly howl resounded through the heavens and earth. Everyone instinctively covered their ears.
Immediately after, the surroundings suddenly became chilly, and even the hearts of everyone turned cold. There was a feeling of despair in their hearts.
A dim light flashed on the war flag. In an instant, the sound of war drums, killing cries, and the sound of swords clashing became more and more intense, as if there were countless people fighting. The horrifying aura and the smell of blood spread to every corner.
Kill!
The word "kill" came from Zhou Yang's mouth.
The sound wave swept out with a bone-chilling killing intent, and everyone retreated at the same time. Warriors with cultivation levels below the Martian realm immediately knelt on the ground, and the battle intent in their eyes was completely gone.
Fearless will to fight. Only the fearless could stand, and with fear in their hearts, they would not submit without fighting.
In an instant, there were nearly 500 warriors present, and only less than 50 were left standing.
However, these were the elites of the elites, and they were all Martian realm warriors.
"What a terrifying person. Even if there are countless casualties today, I must kill you."
The Poison King, who had regained his senses, finally attacked personally. The powerful Martian Level Six True Qi blasted towards Zhou Yang.
"Die!"
Suddenly, Zhou Yang opened his eyes, and his body pounced like a sharp arrow, directly penetrating the Poison King's True Qi. Then, a punch landed on the Poison King's body, and he was sent flying down the hill.
"Martian Level Eight. How is this possible!" The Poison King was extremely shocked. He had clearly noticed that the masked man was only Martian Level Two. How did he suddenly become Level Eight?
At this moment, there was no emotion in Zhou Yang's eyes, and his expression was as cold as the Grim Reaper's.
There was only one word in his mind now.
Kill!
With the help of the war flag, his Fearless Will to fight reached the second level, and his combat strength was quadruple.
Therefore, his cultivation level directly soared from Level Two to Level Eight. His strength, speed, and the concentration of True Qi also soared at the same time. Even the Scarlet Flames were the same.
Boom!
Another punch was thrown, and the Scarlet Flames formed a fireball that exploded among the group of black-armored warriors.
Level Four Scarlet Flames!
In an instant, the sky blossomed like fireworks. Countless Level Four Scarlet Flames transformed into lava and scattered in all directions, piercing through the chest of the black-armored warriors.
Kill, kill, kill …
Massacre, a frenzied massacre. The Eagle Ridge, which had been peaceful for a long time, was completely turned into a killing ground tonight. When only half of the 50 Martian warriors were left, and countless Saturn Star warriors were killed or injured, the Poison King finally had the intention to retreat.
"I don't know what secret technique this guy used, but he has lost his rationality and has become a lunatic. Third Brother isn't here, and Big Brother is in seclusion. We can't fight anymore. It's not worth it!"
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the Poison King immediately gave the order to retreat, and he was the first to escape to the back of the mountain.
Seeing that the Poison King had left, the crowd was relieved, and they ran in all directions.
Crack!
Zhou Yang sheathed his sword, and a Martian warrior who was about to escape was cut in half at the waist.
"Kill …"
After killing one person, he continued to chase.
"Wake up, benefactor!"
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