Yan Zheng still had the same expression as before. He didn't even have the time to let out his last cry of fear before his body slowly fell down … Not forwards, not backwards. Instead, his entire body was evenly separated from his head to his crotch, one on the left and one on the right as he fell to the ground.
The air was immediately filled with the thick smell of blood. Pairs of eyes that had been greatly stimulated also widened one after another, showing an unsuppressable shock.
Cold Cliffs and Yan Zheng were tens of meters apart … Not to mention this distance, with Yan Zheng's strength, normal swords wouldn't be able to harm him in the slightest. Yet, Cold Cliffs had used such a simple slash to cut Yan Zheng, who was tens of meters away, vertically into two halves. What was even more frightening was that the tearing power of the Wind Breaking Blade was so strong and fast that if Yan Zheng hadn't fallen, they wouldn't have noticed it at all. This meant that if Cold Cliffs had used this slash on them, they wouldn't have been able to react in time, let alone dodge it.
Chu Jingtian was stunned, Yan Gong Luo was stunned, Yan Gong Ruo was stunned, Yan Xi Ming was stunned … These peak experts couldn't believe their eyes.
Was this … the terror of the Blood Killing Demon Eye? Once it was opened, it meant that a powerful demon had awakened.
"One … Line … Sky …" Looking ahead, Cold Cliffs slowly spat out three words in a bone-chilling voice — — One Line Sky. After he first opened the Blood Killing Demon Eye, he had comprehended and used this killing move to instantly kill the Northern Emperor Sect's Commandment Elder Xi, a Heaven Realm expert.
Yan Zheng had defeated him in one move, and with his heart filled with endless hatred, he had killed him in one move, completely washing away the humiliation of his crushing defeat.
The light in the pair of blood-red eyes began to dim, gradually losing the color of blood. The killing intent in the air also began to dissipate with the wind, becoming thinner and thinner. Leng Ya slowly closed his eyes and fell to the ground in front of everyone. The person who forced him to open his Demonic Eye of Blood Massacre was already dead. His murderous intent was no longer there. Previously, he had been severely injured by Yan Zheng's hands. Leaping from Luochen Lake to Luochen Cliff and releasing the "One Line of Heaven" that struck fear into the hearts of all the experts in the world, he had overdrawn his strength. Now that he had lost his target, he fell down woodenly.
"Ice Face!"
Chu Jingtian rushed over to support him and shouted anxiously. When he touched Qin Wentian's body, he felt that it was frighteningly cold. Cold Cliffs opened his eyes weakly. His eyes were no longer the color of blood, but normal. There was a clear sign of laxity. Website
Although he had already fallen, the way people looked at him did not change at all. This was a person who could not be provoked, because once he was forced to open his Demonic Eye of Blood Massacre, it would be like offending the God of Death … After he opened his Demonic Eye of Blood Massacre, he had only swung his blade once, but it was a blade that shocked the heavens and made the gods weep. Who in the Tianchen Continent could say that they could instantly kill a Heaven Rank expert — even the Four Great God Rank experts did not dare to say such nonsense. However, it had been achieved by a man in his early twenties.
The boundless sky was filled with white clouds. Apart from that, there was no other color. To these top-notch powerhouses present, even a flying insect flying in the sky could not escape their senses. However, no one noticed that in the distant sky, there was a person quietly floating there, looking down calmly. His mask and clothes that reflected the silver light seemed to have fused with the clouds, making him look like he was standing on top of the clouds, like an emperor overlooking everything below.
"One Line of Heaven." He repeated the three words that came out of Cold Cliffs's mouth. His face, which was covered by the silver mask, revealed a faint smile.
Chu Jingtian helped Cold Cliffs back. Yan Gong Luo hurriedly walked over and asked anxiously: "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Cold Cliffs replied simply. His voice was weak, but it was still cold and silent.
"He suffered a very serious internal injury from Yan Zheng. Don't let him move around, someone will help him recover." Yan Tianwei said.
Chu Jingtian nodded his head vigorously. He helped Cold Cliffs lean against the stone wall and asked: "Ice Face, what happened to your eyes? Why do you have the 'Demonic Eye of Blood Massacre' that Grandpa Big Onion mentioned?"
"Because, I want to kill people." Cold Cliffs replied coldly. Then, he closed his eyes and did not move again.
Everyone's gaze followed Cold Cliffs. The movements on their side naturally attracted their attention. In the end, Yan Zheng still died. However, he did not die in the hands of the angry Chu Jingtian. Instead, he died in the hands of Cold Cliffs, who was knocked down from Luochen Cliff. The opponent, only used a blade in the air. The three elders of the Northern Emperor Sect who came with him felt as if their hearts were blocked by a huge rock with thorns. It was extremely painful, but they could only grit their teeth and watch helplessly. They were the witnesses and adjudicators of this Tianchen Magic Conference. They were the people who could not violate the rules. They could only helplessly endure this unacceptable reality.
In the past Tianchen Magic Conferences, the people of Nanhuangzong or the Northern Emperor Sect, who were also the witnesses and adjudicators, had never been killed. This was because no one dared to make enemies with Nanhuangzong or the Northern Emperor Sect. However, Yan Zheng's moment of ruthlessness, as well as the sudden appearance of two shocking geniuses, had completely broken this "rule".
The three elders clenched their fists so hard that "ge ge" sounds could be heard. They could no longer maintain their calm expressions. They were used to being high and mighty. How could they endure being mercilessly stabbed in the face with a blade? Yan Ximing did not look at Yan Zheng's separated corpse again. He also did not order anyone to take his corpse away … This time, the Northern Emperor Sect only allowed him and the four disciplinary elders to appear here. There was nothing else.
"Those people, do you know where they came from?" Yan Ximing used his gaze to look at Yan Tianwei and the others, who had obviously come with Chu Jingtian and Cold Cliffs, and asked in a low voice. He couldn't help but have doubts in his heart … Could it be that these people, whose origins were completely unknown, had the same shocking strength as the similarly unknown Chu Jingtian and Cold Cliffs.
The three disciplinary elders shook their heads at the same time, indicating that they did not have any information about these people. This caused Yan Ximing's brows to furrow even more tightly.
With Yan Zheng's death, his Northern Emperor Sect's reputation had been swept away. Similarly, because of Cold Cliffs's withdrawal, there were no longer any challengers. Yan Ximing lightly sucked in a breath of air: "Remember those people … This Tianchen Magic Martial Conference is really unexpectedly interesting. I didn't expect that the first to suffer such a heavy blow would actually be my Northern Emperor Sect … This lost face, will be won back by me! "
After saying that, he tapped his feet on the ground, and his body leapt into the air. He made a graceful turn in the air, and like a falling leaf drifting in the wind, he gently landed in the middle of the empty space. His gaze leisurely swept across the surroundings. His clothes were whiter than snow, and his sleeves fluttered lightly in the wind. There was a light smile on his face, which made people feel comfortable looking at him. These experts couldn't help but secretly praise him in their hearts. What an elegant and otherworldly man, their hearts were filled with admiration.
Not far from where Yan Ximing was standing, was Yan Zheng's corpse, which had been cut into two pieces. He didn't look in that direction, and humbly and peacefully said: "Elder Yan Zheng has unfortunately died. Although we are sad in our hearts, he was indeed the one who attacked first. Because of this, we have nothing to say, and even more so, we will not hate him. I am Northern Emperor Sect's Yan Ximing. Today, I came here to find out that there are many experts in the world. In the past, I was just a frog in a well. My heart is excited, and I couldn't hold back, so I came here to experience the skills of all the experts. "
Very few people knew the name of Yan Ximing, and there were also very few people who had seen him before. No one would actually know that he was actually the young master of the Northern Emperor Sect. His words were humble and courteous, which made people have a good impression on them. However, no one looked down on him because of his appearance. He turned his body, and looked at Chu Jingtian's position, and said with a smile: "This little brother, I know how difficult it is to control a sword. Your attainments in the Way of the Sword can be said to be the best I have seen in my life. Elder Yan Zheng's defeat at your hands is not undeserved. I wonder if you can give me some pointers. "
Just as Chu Jingtian was about to answer, he saw Yan Gong Luo put one hand in front of him, raised his eyebrows, and chuckled at Yan Ximing: "Yan Ximing? Heh … I originally thought that your 'Northern Emperor Sect' was very powerful, but today I know that it is only so-so. Even a Great Elder is not my brother Chu's opponent. As for you … hmph, let me see if you have the qualifications to fight with my brother Chu first!! "
As his voice fell, his body also leapt out, and calmly landed not far from Yan Ximing. He looked at him with a cold smile, and did not hide the provocation and contempt in his eyes.
Chu Jingtian had defeated Yan Zheng while Leng Ya had killed Yan Zheng. They had relied on their own strength. Although this had caused the North Thearch Sect to lose face, it had also caused them to be speechless. Yan Gong Luo, on the other hand, was openly ridiculing and humiliating. The three elders' expressions changed at the same time, and Yan Ximing's face also darkened. Those who dared to speak such arrogant words to the Northern Emperor Sect, were either ignorant people, or people looking for death!
"Your words, aren't they a bit too much?" Yan Ximing squinted his eyes, and said indifferently.
"Whether it's too much or not, we will know after we try." Yan Gong Luo replied with a cold smile, and slowly raised his hands.
"Please tell us your name, Your Excellency."
"Xie Gong Luo!" Yan Gong Luo replied indifferently.
Xie? There was a surname "Xie" in the Tianchen Continent? Everyone was puzzled and focused their attention on the two people who were glaring at them. This, another two young people! One of them was from the Northern Emperor Sect. Although young, he was destined to be extraordinary. Even if he reached the Heaven Rank at this age, it would not be too hard for people to accept. But this young man who called himself "Xie Gong Luo", and still dared to put on such an attitude in front of the Northern Emperor Sect, could it be that he was also as powerful as the two people just now?
They came together. A group of people, three old people, two middle-aged people, and four young people. Two of them, one was the descendant of the Sword God, and displayed a strength that shocked them. His attainments in sword control were superb, and they could not help but think of him as the "future Sword God". As for the other Leng Ya, after displaying an unbelievable Heaven-rank strength, he had also opened a pair of Blood Kill Demon Eyes … If that was the case, would this young man who had come with them shock them again?
The answer, was beautifully presented in front of them.
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