Yama immediately responded to Feng Feiyun: "Very well, I haven't thought about it yet. Let's talk after you kill everyone here."
Yama was even more excited and bloodthirsty than Feiyun when it came to killing.
An evil energy rushed out of Feng Feiyun's spine and permeated Feng Feiyun's body. Feng Feiyun's fair skin was now covered in strange runes.
Jia Sen was taken aback. He wanted to pounce on Nalan Xuejian, but in the blink of an eye, the beauty on the ground had been taken away by someone. It was too fast.
In just a blink of an eye, he saw a man a hundred meters away with Nalan Xuejian in his embrace. His cold eyes narrowed: "Who are you? You dare to steal my woman?"
Feng Feiyun slowly looked up. His face was full of evil runes. His eyes turned red as he sneered: "Who do you think you are?"
The evil energy around Feng Feiyun fluctuated in the air like ripples.
Protector Wang Su recognized Feng Feiyun and became cautious. He knew that Feng Feiyun had killed the fifty-first protector. Though the protector was also an early Giant, the latter was much stronger than him.
The gap between the two wasn't small.
"Feng Feiyun, you're quite bold to come here."
The protector was wary of Feng Feiyun but that didn't mean that he was afraid of Feng Feiyun. After all, no matter how strong Feng Feiyun was, he hadn't reached the Giant realm yet. At best, he was only a young genius. Maybe he used the Cloak of Invisibility to kill the protector.
The protector felt that as long as he was careful against Feng Feiyun's sneak attacks, he would be able to kill Feng Feiyun.
The thirty-fifth protector, Jia Sen, laughed after finding out that the man before him was Feng Feiyun: "There's a path to heaven but you don't want to take it. Feng Feiyun has heard that you can kill an early Giant with a sneak attack. Haha, do you think you can kill me with a sneak attack?"
Feng Feiyun saw him throw Nalan Xuejian out of the wooden hut and saw the Buddhist Jade Bead in his hand. He knew that the palm mark on Nalan Xuejian's face was from him so he immediately sentenced him to death.
Feng Feiyun smirked and carried Nalan Xuejian towards Jia Sen. His footsteps created a rustling sound as he sneered: "You're the one who hit Xuejian?"
"Haha!
I didn't just hit her, I'm going to do it right in front of you … "
Jia Sen couldn't finish before being slapped away by Feng Feiyun. His mouth was full of blood and his tongue was smashed. The left side of his face was pierced as he spun three times in the air before falling to the ground. He couldn't get up for a long time.
The 67th protector, Wang Su, and the other two heretics were petrified. Jia Sen was an intermediate half-step Giant but Feiyun sent him flying with just one slap. He couldn't fight back at all.
Sending a Giant flying with one slap?
This was simply too shocking.
Jia Sen was a Giant with a tough physique. He quickly reacted and took out his soulbound treasure. It was a peak first-ranked spirit treasure in the shape of a large thigh. There were six formations supporting it. The six formations spanning more than three meters quickly rotated and condensed into an ancient object the size of a small mountain.
This treasure allowed him to multiply his attack by nine times. He believed that no matter how strong Feng Feiyun was, he would still be killed.
"Boom!"
His spirit treasure was slapped away by Feng Feiyun again. His legs were broken and his knees were sent flying.
His knees were stained with the blood of a Giant. They automatically ignited in the air and turned into a beautiful flame.
This was the essence blood of a Giant. Once it left the body, it would lose the nourishment of spirit energy and become even hotter than a flame. It would automatically ignite in the air. If it fell to the ground, it would scorch the earth.
"You … you …" Jia Sen's legs were broken. He knelt on the ground and couldn't stand up. He finally felt fear. After reaching the Giant level, he would be a tyrant no matter where he went. Very few people were worthy of him taking action. Once he decided to take action, the opponent would be dead for sure.
He had a very high status even in the number one sacred ground of the evil path like Dark Asura Temple, but he had never met someone who could send his spirit artifact flying with one slap.
Perhaps, only the Grand Elder had such great power.
Other than the Guardian Elders, there were also a small number of Grand Elders in Dark Asura Hall.
They were at the eighth level of Heaven's Mandate and were called Super Giants.
The reason why the Senluo Temple had so many Giants was because they gathered all the top experts from the ten halls. They had regained their position as the number one heretical faction.
Elsewhere, a sect with one Giant was already considered a great sect with more than 100,000 disciples.
There were a lot of experts in Senluo Temple, but most of them were cultivating in seclusion. Jia Sen hadn't even seen a few people at the level of the supreme elder.
Could it be that Feng Feiyun's cultivation was comparable to the Supreme Elder?
"Crack!"
Feiyun directly broke Jia Sen's arms and pulled them off. He took the Buddhist beads and tossed the man's arms aside as if he was throwing away a dog's leg.
"Feng Feiyun, I was wrong …"
Jia Sen wanted to beg for mercy but Feng Feiyun slapped his head flying like a can of fire.
An intermediate Giant was killed by Feng Feiyun just like that.
The two guards were frightened by Feng Feiyun's ferocity. They wanted to run after seeing Feng Feiyun kill Jia Sen. There was only one thought in their mind - Feng Feiyun was too frightening, even more so than heretical cultivators like them.
"Boom!"
Feng Feiyun sneered and unleashed a palm strike. A huge evil seal came crashing down and smashed the two fleeing heretical cultivators into pieces.
Wang Su was also trembling. However, he was still a Giant and had seen many storms. He forced himself to remain calm and said: "Feng Feiyun, you killed two Giants from our temple and caused us great losses. Even if the heretical king admires you, you have crossed his bottom line. You won't be able to escape death today."
An overlord of the Giant level was a great fortune to any power. It was very difficult to produce one, so it was a great loss for the Sen Luo Temple.
Wang Su was right, Feiyun had crossed the bottom line. In the past, killing a half-step Giant wasn't a big deal for the temple. However, killing a Giant was a completely different matter. If they didn't kill Feiyun, where would their dignity be in the future?
Feng Feiyun snorted: "If your temple wants to play with me, then you should be prepared for a bloodbath. So what?
Just two Giants have died and you can't handle it? "
"You …" Wang Su didn't expect Feng Feiyun to be so bold. He coldly said: "Feng Feiyun, don't think that you're still alive because you're strong. It's just that His Excellency doesn't want to kill you and wants to subdue you instead.
If the temple wanted to kill you, you would be dead already. Why would they let you be so arrogant? "
"Haha!
Is that so?
Then why don't you try and kill me? Let's see if you can kill me or not! "
Feng Feiyun detested Wang Su very much as well. He had already deduced earlier. The reason why tonight's events would happen was definitely related to him.
Tonight, Feng Feiyun's killing intent was aroused and his anger couldn't be quelled. He had already killed two Giants from the temple, then he wouldn't mind killing a third, a fourth, or a fifth …
Wang Su took out his Natal Spirit Weapon. It was a pitch-black spirit sword with a body that seemed to be made of crystal. The sword swept across the sky, causing waves of energy to churn. There was thunder in the nine heavens as if a black evil dragon was pouncing over with its claws and fangs.
Evil runes coiled around Feng Feiyun's arm. He directly reached out and caught the flying pitch-black spirit sword in his hand.
He caught the spirit weapon with his bare hands.
Wang Su's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. This sword was already at full power. Even a mountain would be pierced and a river would be cut in half, but it was caught by Feng Feiyun with his bare hands. It seemed like … he had underestimated Feng Feiyun too much.
Feng Feiyun unleashed a punch. A gigantic dragon shadow rushed out from his fist. It was more than one hundred meters long. Just its aura alone was enough to split the earth.
"Pluff!"
With just one punch, Wang Su was killed by Feng Feiyun. His body turned into a pile of blood.
A third Giant had died in the hands of Feng Feiyun.
Tonight was destined to be the first night that shocked the world. Not only did Feng Feiyun's bloodthirst not dissipate, it became even stronger. How could killing three Giants appease his anger?
The Heavenly Weapon Essence absorbed Wang Su and Jia Sen's Natal Spirit Weapon Essence. Its soul became stronger and its light became brighter.
Feng Feiyun hugged Nalan Xuejian with one hand and used a belt to wrap her around his body. He held the Heavenly Weapon Essence in the other hand and stood under the night sky. He stared at the strange clouds and shouted: "I know all the experts of Senluo Temple are here, come out!"
"Boom!"
The Heavenly Weapon Essence in Feng Feiyun's hand flew out and turned into a white rain of swords. Several hundred palm-sized swords gathered into a long dragon that soared into the clouds and cut down more than ten black-robed cultivators. Their flesh and blood splattered everywhere like rain, dying the earth red.