This must be the First Sage's Fear skill.
It looked pretty good.
The enemy had already lost all will to fight.
He had no idea where he was. His only thought was to avoid the skeleton's invasion.
Zhong Li hugged his head and ran around like a headless fly.
Zhang Xing raised his fist and lightly punched him.
Boom!
Zhong Li was blasted apart by the punch, instantly turning into a pile of debris.
"As expected!"
Zhang Xing didn't stop, and lightly punched out again.
Boom!
Qi Xing was also blasted into pieces as he ran around in fear.
Bai He was dumbfounded.
She had never seen such a way of killing people.
Two late-stage Marrow Cleansing elders of the Black-Robed Sect were so easily dealt with by Senior Yu?
It was like a dream.
She had originally planned to do the same.
She estimated that Senior Yu's cultivation was at least at the late-stage Marrow Cleansing realm.
However, she believed that it was more likely that he was at the early-stage Meditation realm.
That was because the Tai Ah Sword Sect's Martial Granduncle was at this realm.
She sensed this aura from Zhang Xing.
Therefore, she decided to use this so-called Senior Yu to weaken the Black-Robed Sect's strength.
She succeeded, but she did not expect Senior Yu to use such a method.
Following that, none of the dozen or so Black-Robed Sect disciples could escape Zhang Xing's punch.
In Zhang Xing's eyes, cutting the weeds and eliminating the roots was no longer a standard of conduct.
He just casually killed and destroyed as he pleased.
There was no fixed method.
This state of mind was actually only a Demigod who looked down on all living beings.
Martial artists below the Sage realm were all ants. Their life and death were not important.
At the same time, the Black-Robed Sect Master entered the underground passage in panic.
A moment later, he knelt in front of a secret room.
"Yue Tong, what's the matter?"
A deep and aged voice came from the secret room.
"Martial Granduncle!
Song Zhong, Zhong Li, and Qi Xing are all dead. "
Yue Tong said in pain.
"There are not many people in the southern sword sects who can kill them.
It should be Tai Ah's Li Yixiao. "
The secret room's door opened, and an old man in a gray robe walked out. He only had a few strands of hair on his head and his face was full of wrinkles.
This person was the Meditation late stage great cultivator of the Black Cloth Sect, Ancestor Sun Hai.
"Grandmaster, according to our intelligence, the Cold Snake Valley is attacking the Tai Ah Sword Sect …"
Yue Tong raised his head and looked at his grandmaster.
Sun Hai pondered for a moment.
"Hmph!
No matter who you are, since you dared to kill my Black Robed Sect's disciples, you can just wait to be skinned alive.
I'll go check it out. "
Yue Tong's face lit up with joy, "With Grandmaster personally taking action, this enmity will definitely be avenged!"
"Yue Tong, I'll be back soon. You have to look after the sect. The south is in chaos right now, and heroes are vying for supremacy.
Whether or not we can grow stronger in the chaos will depend on our luck. "
After Patriarch Sun Hai finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared from the secret chamber.
Two hours later.
Zhang Xing was talking and laughing with First Saint and Bai He as they walked.
Suddenly, a gust of wind rose in the sky behind him.
A black cloud condensed into the shape of a human face, looking down.
When the human face saw Zhang Xing and his companion, the black cloud quickly descended.
"Boss, someone else is here!" Saint One said impatiently.
"Haha!
The old one must have come after beating up the young one. "
Zhang Xing stopped and turned to look at the human face formed by the black cloud.
"Looks like it was you who killed my Black Robed Sect's disciples?"
"Follow me back and atone for your sins in front of their memorial tablets."
The human face opened its mouth and said coldly, its voice carrying the rapid wind instantly blowing downwards.
Whoosh!
The mountain rocks around Zhang Xing, no matter if they were a foot tall or a meter tall, were all blown away.
If not for Zhang Xing's protection, Bai He would have been blown away by this gust of wind.
At the same time, a large hand suddenly condensed from the black cloud.
It grabbed at the two people and one dragon on the ground.