The Five Prefecture Seas were shaking.
The Cloud Top Immortal Palace was shaking.
The fat Cloud Child was so excited that his face was red.
The blue clouds under the Immortal Palace finally took shape.
… …
"Who's next?" Zheng Fei walked among the crowd and asked in a low voice.
"Who's next?" Skinny Li echoed.
Everyone he saw avoided his gaze.
Zheng Fei chuckled. Suddenly, he looked down at Feng Ming, who had been thrown to the ground.
"How about you?" he said.
"No, no, I'm not suitable!" Feng Ming's eyes widened in fear, but he couldn't move.
"Do you think he's suitable?" Yan Zi turned and asked Liang Nine.
Liang Nine lowered his head. "I don't know … …"
Zheng Fei obviously didn't care if he was suitable or not, or if he was afraid. Instead, he smiled even more brightly and walked closer to him.
Among the cultivators of the Feng and Chi factions standing near Feng Ming, there were his friends and blood relatives, but they all silently moved aside.
They gave him enough space.
They allowed Zheng Fei to come closer.
That fat figure, shrouded in the aura of death, approached in an irresistible manner.
Feng Ming completely collapsed.
"Father! Father! "
He even started to cry. "Where are you!? Save me, save me, father! "
But … … no one would ever respond to him again.
His father, who had always protected him and given him the best conditions and opportunities within his means, had already died before him.
"Damned trash, shut up!"
For some reason, the blood-eyed human devil was enraged. He suddenly charged over, the dagger in his hand glinting coldly.
His expression was ferocious and savage.
"Shut up!" he growled.
The Thousand Fiend Human Devil slowed down. It looked like he didn't intend to stop him.
Feng Ming might first die at the hands of the Human Devil, then be cooked in the cauldron.
Should he be honored that two human devils killed an ordinary cultivator like him?
There was no answer to this question.
Because at this moment, Jiang Wang moved.
He took off his concealment cloak and walked out of his hiding place.
His posture was so ordinary, his steps so gentle. However, with each step, a blue cloud mark would appear and scatter in the air.
He was clearly walking on flat ground, but in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Feng Ming.
Too fast! Too sudden!
"Who is it?!"
"You're courting death!"
Wen Xin Mo Fang He Ling turned his dagger around. Evil Devilman Zheng Fei suddenly stepped forward and stretched out his hand.
Jiang Wang picked up Feng Ming, who was still crying, and turned around again. The green clouds scattered, and in an instant, they were hundreds of feet in the air!
Stepping on high altitudes was like stepping on flat ground. Why would it be difficult to ascend to the heavens?
Immortal Technique — Meteoric Rise!
Yan Zi released her hand from Liang Nine's shoulder and stood up.
Li Shou laughed strangely and chased after Yun Xiao with a single step.
Jiang Wang took another step forward, the specks of green clouds dissipated, and he had already bumped into the fog shrouding the Green Cloud Pavilion's mountain gate.
Bang!
Flames suddenly rose.
The raging True Samadhi Fire burst out, directly annihilating the unpleasant ghost cry and burning the black fog into the air. Clarifying the heavens and the earth, restoring the beautiful night. The Ghost Fog Formation that enveloped the entrance of the Azure Cloud Pavilion instantly dispersed.
"Run for your life!"
Jiang Wang shouted loudly, and took a few steps. The green clouds scattered, and his figure was already far away.
The cultivators of the Azure Cloud Pavilion who were still in the mountain gate, the cultivators of the Feng and Chi lineages who could only wait for death, instantly dispersed.
Of those cultivators with other surnames, some turned and ran, some were stunned on the spot, and some even tried to stop the cultivators of the two lineages. Because the human devils said that if one of the cultivators of the Feng and Chi lineages ran away, two of the cultivators with other surnames would die.
Evil Devilman Zheng Fei's figure rose into the air, and with a turn of the steel blade in his hand, a sharp blade mark immediately circled around the Azure Cloud Pavilion's mountain gate.
The ground cracked, and huge rocks were broken.
A huge and clear ravine surrounded the entire Azure Cloud Pavilion's mountain gate.
"This line!"
He fiercely shouted: "Whoever leaves will die!"
Li Shou could not catch up to Jiang Wang, and also turned around: "Let's see who can run!"
Wen Xinyi Mo Fang He Ling was silent, and only caught up to the Azure Cloud Pavilion cultivator who ran the furthest, cutting his neck and gouging out his heart and liver.
Hearing Jiang Wang's shouts, the swallow gave up the chase. It directly turned in the air, and like a ghost, circled around the Azure Cloud Pavilion's mountain gate.
Bang!
Leaving behind four corpses, the four combined into one sound, and smashed to the ground.
Everything was quiet.
The chaotic scene was immediately fixed, as if there was a huge invisible palm, slapping everything back to its original position.
The Ghost Fog Formation had already dispersed, and unexpectedly, none of the hundreds of Azure Cloud Pavilion cultivators in the mountain gate ran away.
Clearly, if they scattered and flew away, no matter how fierce these four human devils were, they could not stop all of them. At least half of them could escape.
But in reality, not a single person escaped.
The last chance to escape that Jiang Wang risked his life to create for them, passed away so mercilessly.
Sometimes, what imprisoned people was not the restriction of the body, but the prison of the heart!
"Toys?" Zheng Fei turned around and asked Li Shou.
"Seems like it!" Li Shou nodded.
Zheng Fei grinned: "That's fun!"
"Hurry up and cook the blood." The swallow reminded.
Zheng Fei turned his head and looked at the swallow very seriously, even though he could not see anything on that faceless mask: "We can't run fast, why don't you continue chasing?"
The swallow's voice was shy and timid: "He looks so fierce, I'm afraid I can't beat him if I catch up."
When Zheng Fei's face scrunched up, she suddenly roared: "Has your fat grown into your brain? Someone escaped! You don't have much time left! You still want to chase, chase, chase, play, play, play, what chase! Play your mother! If you can't get the Blood of Balance, watch Boss kill you with a sword! "
Zheng Fei was scolded to his face, but unexpectedly, he did not say anything. It was unknown whether it was because the swallow was really angry that made him retreat, or because of that threat about Boss, that he decided to tolerate.
In short, he immediately extinguished his anger, turned around, grabbed two extraordinary cultivators of the Feng and Chi lineages, and stuffed them directly into the large cauldron.
Li Shou looked at Zheng Fei, then looked at the swallow, then looked at Zheng Fei, then looked at the swallow, and finally shook his head. It was unknown what he had comprehended. Or maybe he just felt that shaking his head now made him seem more intelligent.
And Fang Heling stood outside the open space, silently watching all of this, not saying a word.
After killing an Azure Cloud Pavilion cultivator who had escaped, he had maintained this posture.
Of course he recognized Jiang Wang, of course he recognized Jiang Wang!
Even though they had only met face to face, even though he had only heard one sentence.
How could he not recognize Jiang Wang?
The first time he had officially started a battle with extraordinary power, he had faced Jiang Wang.
And he had lost cleanly.
At that time, that sword had slapped his face, making him feel even more humiliated, and he had broken down for a while.
Later on, when he thought about it, he only felt that … it was insignificant. Could that also be considered humiliation, and also be considered pain?
That was an outer sect expert of the Dao Academy together with his cousin, known as the Five Heroes of Maple Forest.
He had known him for a long time, and they had been familiar with each other for a long time …
Later on, he recalled the past many times, and vaguely remembered that a long time ago, his relationship with his cousin, Fang Pengju, was very good.
He often ran behind his cousin, and followed his cousin to practice swordsmanship and martial arts.
That was the person he admired, the goal he pursued.
But why did he become cold later on?
Was it when he first realized the importance of resources, and discovered that the resources in the clan were controlled by his father?
Was it when his cousin first lost his temper at him and scolded him for being a bastard like his father?
Later on, he deliberately showed disdain towards Fang Pengju. Was it to defeat his initial admiration and tear apart the shadow over his head?
He did not know the answer.
He did not know the answer, but he still often thought about it.
He thought about it many times.
Because the past, the old places, the old people … could only be recalled.
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