"Good!
Good!
Good! "
A fierce flame flickered in Xiong Lingyun's eyes. He wanted to burn Xiao Chen to ashes. In his rage, he said the word 'good' three times. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from the gaps between his teeth. "This seat will let you suffer a thousand times the torture. I will peel off your skin and pull out your tendons to light up the Soul Lamp. I will let you suffer the pain of a hundred years of soul melting. I will also use the lives of all the clansmen behind you as a sacrifice to this seat's grandson!"
"Where did this arrogant brat come from? How dare he harm the young master of the Lion Camel Ridge? Only the Lion Camel Ridge kills people. No one has ever dared to kill us."
"I think he is another idiot who thinks he is extraordinary. He believes in the righteousness of the human race and wants to enforce justice on behalf of the heavens. The ignorant are truly fearless!"
"Kill him. Our brothers have not eaten enough today. This man has soft skin and tender flesh. Although he does not look strong, he is more boring than boring. Let's have a feast for our brothers!"
Before Xiong Lingtian could make his move, two Blood Refining Realm warriors jumped out from the crowd and shouted in unison. "Little bastard, kneel! You have killed the young master of the Lion Camel Ridge. You have committed a heinous crime. Hurry up and hand over the Pegasus you are riding. We will destroy your cultivation and admit your guilt!"
"Get lost!"
Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes and shouted. The two Blood Refining Realm warriors who jumped out suddenly felt as if they were hit by an invisible force. They spat out mouthfuls of blood and flew backward.
What!
It was just a low roar, but the two Blood Refining Realm warriors felt as if they were struck by lightning. They were seriously injured and prostrated on the ground. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that they were gasping for air.
"Haven't you all lost all conscience, fatherless and brotherless? Haven't all creatures become food? This clan chief will give you two more sets of spiritual pills!"
Xiao Chen's words were emotionless, but it made these fugitives feel a chill in their hearts. It was true that they were cruel and bloodthirsty, but when it came to their own lives, that cruelty and bloodthirstiness had already become bullshit. Only endless fear remained in their hearts.
"Little bastard!
You are courting death! "
As he spoke, Xiong Lingtian grabbed a ten-meter-long bronze axe at the side. It was covered in fiery-red scales. This was the scale armor of a high-ranked ferocious beast. As he held it in his hand, it would occasionally burst into flames. He raised the huge axe high up in his hand and chopped down at Xiao Chen's head, as if he wanted to chop Xiao Chen in half.
Xiong Lingtian was a martial artist at the peak of the Blood Refining realm. When a martial artist broke through the 12 Heavenly Meridians in his body and formed a Heavenly Cycle, he would have to constantly compress and purify his Battle Qi in order to advance to the Heavenly Building realm. When he compressed it to the limit and could no longer contain any new Battle Qi, he would have reached the peak of the Blood Refining realm and could form a Heavenly Building Qi Sea.
And this Xiong Lingyun's Battle Qi could be said to be pure to the extreme. When he swung his axe, before it even landed, the boundless aura already caused a meandering crack to appear on the ground in front of him and Xiao Chen. The crack extended all the way to the hooves of the Heavenly Horse, but it was blocked by a formless power, unable to advance an inch.
Facing the axe, the Heavenly Horse stretched out his right arm. His originally white hand suddenly shone with a dense black light. Battle Qi surged, and the green wrinkles on his arm were like coiling dragons. His entire arm seemed to be protected by a layer of armor. No matter who looked at the shining Battle Qi, they would feel an unbearable pain. Everyone couldn't help but narrow their eyes and look away.
Boom!
There was a loud sound. It was as if the huge copper axe had struck an iron wall. When the light dissipated, Xiao Chen had grabbed the axe's blade with one hand and fixed it in midair.
What!
No matter how much Xiong Lingyun's Battle Qi surged and the blue veins on his arm bulged, he couldn't move forward anymore. On the other hand, Xiao Chen looked indifferent. The huge axe chopped down with the momentum of Mount Tai. It seemed as if he had stopped Xiong Lingyun effortlessly.
"Not good!"
Xiong Lingtian's expression changed. He had used almost 90% of his strength in that strike. Even some peak Blood Refining Realm cultivators with a complete Battle Qi cycle would be easily chopped into meat paste. However, it had been easily blocked by this young man in front of him. Xiong Lingtian desperately poured Battle Qi into the giant axe, wanting to chop it down, but it still didn't move at all.
However, the young man's expression didn't change. It seemed that he hadn't used his full strength. The corner of his mouth slightly tilted, as if he was waiting for a faint sneer.
"Rumor has it that you, the lord of the Lion Camel Ridge, are the number one Blood Refining Realm warrior in the Great Wilderness. You are the most likely to break through to the Heavenly Building Realm. In my opinion, you are just so-so."
"Bastard!"
Xiao Chen easily clamped down on Xiong Lingtian's huge axe. Although Xiong Lingtian was enraged, he could not do anything to Xiong Lingtian's vast and pure Qi and blood. The remaining cultivators immediately exchanged glances. The strongest cultivator shouted, "Brothers, let's attack together and kill this arrogant fellow!"
"Humph!"
Xiao Chen snorted coldly. His eyes narrowed and shot out two rays of cold light. Battle Qi surged around his body. His originally wrinkled palm suddenly grasped the blade of the huge axe, and a strong light suddenly burst out.
Crack!
A cracking sound suddenly spread through the hall. The huge copper axe was forcibly broken off by Xiao Chen. The beast scales that were originally covered with flames were broken into countless pieces and shot towards the warriors who were rushing towards him.
"As the descendants of the human race, you have made great achievements in martial arts, but you do not want to inherit the legacy of your ancestors. Instead, you allow the demon race to be in front of you and wreak havoc on my human compatriots. What's more, you collude with the demon race and help the evildoer to do evil.
Suddenly, the Dark Blood Spear appeared in Xiao Chen's hand. Pure Battle Qi was infused into it. The black spear body was covered with a pale blue flame. The spear swept across, and more than ten warriors who rushed towards him were all hit away. Their bodies were set ablaze, and suddenly, miserable screams could be heard. "Ridiculous! How could I be guilty?
"Absurd! How could I be guilty? In the Desolate Land, only the fittest survive, and the weak are ants. Weakness is the original sin, and weakness is the calamity of death. Without strength, even if you live, you will still suffer endless calamities. I am the strong, so why would I care about the life and death of ants? Dying at my hands is their good fortune!"
Xiong Lingyun's face was filled with arrogance. After living for a hundred years, this arrogance was deeply rooted in his heart. The huge axe in his hand once again slashed towards Xiao Chen, but it was blocked by Xiao Chen's spear. The high-ranked combat weapon that was originally inlaid with the scales of a powerful beast could no longer display its power.
"No!"
In the next moment, a Blood Refining Realm warrior let out an unwilling roar and fell into a pool of blood. His head had been pierced through by the spear, and there was a bloody hole in it. He could not be more dead.
"Since the birth of the human race, the moral order has been completely different. The bloodline has been passed down from generation to generation. You have killed your own kin, killed your brothers, and slaughtered your own kin. This is intolerable! You have lost your humanity! You have eaten humans, you have committed a crime that should be punished!"
The spear in Xiao Chen's hand danced, piercing through the void with each strike. Every strike would take away a life, without the slightest bit of mercy. These fugitives had no loyalty left in their hearts, they should have been sent into the cycle of reincarnation long ago.
"Little bastard, I have roamed the Barren Land for a hundred years, and I have slaughtered my way to this point. I don't even know how many innocent souls I have killed. I can only see that the strong are still roaming the Barren Land, and the weak are as lowly as pigs and dogs. What bloodline? Killing your own kin? All of that is just an illusion. In the Barren Land, strength is everything, what use is there for humanity?
In my eyes, everyone can be killed! "