At this moment, his cold black eyes had completely turned purple. Divine light shot out, and the Qilin mark on his neck flickered with dazzling golden light. The murderous aura on his body made everyone tremble!
The innate ability, the Crazy Blood Kirin, had ignited all the potential in his body and was improving crazily!
His Houtian second stage cultivation instantly surged to Xiantian first stage. The original ten times recovery had now reached a terrifying degree of twenty times!
Heaven and Earth Great Shift!
Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God!
Verdure Glider!
At the same time, his proficiency increased drastically!
The blood in Yan Qingcheng's body was boiling, and his body was emitting waves of heat. It was as if he was surrounded by a ball of flames. This strange scene actually made everyone not dare to take another step forward!
"Roar!"
A deep roar of a giant beast suddenly came from the pitch-black darkness!
"What is this?"
Some Yuan Dynasty soldiers looked around in panic. Everything that was happening in front of them had almost broken through their inner defenses. They were so nervous that they were afraid of the enemy!
Immediately after, someone pointed at Yan Qingcheng and screamed in disbelief.
"Qilin, a Qilin burning with flames!!”
This scream attracted everyone's attention. All of them turned to look at Yan Qingcheng. In an instant, everyone's eyes revealed a trace of dullness.
Behind Yan Qingcheng, a Qilin that was nearly thirty feet tall appeared. Its entire body was emitting scorching flames, and it looked majestic. Its eyes revealed a supreme domineering aura as it roared towards the sky!
"Roar!"
With another furious roar, the few Yuan Dynasty soldiers who were close to him were so frightened by this monstrous roar that their legs trembled and they actually peed!
Yan Qingcheng raised his head. His purple eyes were demonic, and his skin was covered in a layer of red light. His long black hair danced in the air, and his entire body was emitting a completely different domineering aura from before!
"Ha…"
Yan Qingcheng laughed softly. The domineering look in his eyes could not be ignored by anyone. His voice was deep as he enunciated each word," The slaughter has begun!”
"Roar!"
The Fire Qilin phantom behind him once again raised its head and let out a roar. Yan Qingcheng's figure flashed and instantly disappeared from everyone's sight. When he reappeared, he was already among the crowd of Yuan Dynasty soldiers.
Swoosh swoosh...
Puff! Puff! Puff!
The sword light was like the cold moon and was as fast as a shooting star. No one could block it. In just an instant, more than seventy people had died under Yan Qingcheng's sword. Blood flowed on the ground and gathered into a small stream that flowed slowly.
Just as Yan Qingcheng had said, the slaughter had begun!
"How is this possible, how is this possible…"
Zhang Zhong's face turned pale as he looked at Yan Qingcheng, who was slaughtering the people in the crowd. He could no longer hide the fear in his heart. Facing such a powerful aura, all he could do was tremble!
The warhorse beneath him trembled. Suddenly, it knelt on the ground and expressed its submission to the incomparably noble aura!
Before Zhang Zhong could react, he suddenly fell off the horse. When he looked up again, he found a sword already pressed against his throat.
"Don't kill…"
Zhang Zhong's words had just left his mouth when he stopped abruptly!
Because Yan Qingcheng had already ended his life!
Kill!
Swoosh swoosh...
The sword light flashed and the massacre continued!
To these Yuan Dynasty soldiers, this street was no longer a battlefield but a purgatory. Yan Qingcheng was the ruler of this purgatory!
The soldiers charged forward wave after wave, continuously surging forward. Then, they continuously died under Yan Qingcheng's sword. Corpses piled up like a mountain, and Yan Qingcheng stood at the top of this mountain of corpses.
The 3,000 soldiers were being reduced at an astonishing speed!
"Ding! Congratulations to user for killing a Yuan Dynasty soldier. Reward: 10 points!”
"Ding! Congratulations to user for killing a Yuan Dynasty soldier. Reward: 20 points!”
"Ding! Congratulations to user for killing a Yuan Dynasty soldier. Reward: 10 points!”
…
In Yan Qingcheng's mind, the system's reward notifications had already rung non-stop!
If Yan Qingcheng were to open the system's personal interface at this moment, he would be surprised to find that his points were soaring at an unbelievable speed.
However, Yan Qingcheng did not have the time to check at all. The blood in his entire body was boiling and shouting, letting him feel the strength of an expert and letting him see the fear in the eyes of his enemy!
Swoosh!
On the corpse mountain that was more than ten meters tall, a dazzling sword qi shot out. Dozens of Yuan Dynasty soldiers were beheaded before they could even scream, ending their lives of killing. Corpses rolled down one after another, making the corpse mountain even stronger!
An unparalleled domineering aura gushed out from his body. His deep purple eyes looked down at the world as if he was a king standing at the top of the world and looking down on all living things!
So what if it was Heavenly Sword?
So what if it was the Dragon Slaying Saber?
Even if Yan Qingcheng did not want these two pieces of scrap metal, he could still kill anyone who stood in his way!
......
Dawn!
Golden Crow Dew, Crimson Clouds filled the sky!
Specks of golden light scattered in Dongguang County, dispelling the coldness of the night.
Light and darkness intertwined in the sky. The night had yet to recede. However, the battle between the Ming Cult and the Yuan Imperial Court had already ended!
At this moment, Yan Qingcheng was standing on a street that was already filled with corpses. Under his feet, blood gathered into a river, dyeing the entire street red.
Countless twisted and hideous faces were trampled under Yan Qingcheng's feet, and the air was filled with the thick smell of blood!
Hell on earth!
Yan Qingcheng's murderous back was imprinted in Yin Tianzheng and Wei Yixiao's eyes. He was like a Demon King who had descended to the mortal world!
Chang Yuchun looked at the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood. He resisted the urge to vomit and asked with a trembling voice," So many people died in just one night…" Will it hurt the heavens?"
After hearing Chang Yuchun's words, Wei Yixiao sneered and said," You're too kind. Do you think they'll let us go if the Cult Master doesn't kill them?”
"Fighting three thousand soldiers alone? If it wasn't for Cult Master's strength, we would all have died at the hands of the Yuan Dynasty soldiers!”
"Not bad! Our Ming Cult is not a kind-hearted person to begin with. Those Yuan Dynasty soldiers rushed in front of Cult Master, are they not going to retaliate?”
Everyone looked at the slender figure, and their expressions could not help but become even more respectful.
Yin Tianzheng and the others had no way of joining in the battle just now. With their strength, there was no chance of survival after entering. Just the aura of the thousands of soldiers was enough to shock all of them, let alone kill them.
However, the Cult Master could actually unleash such a terrifying aura to suppress those thousands of soldiers and turn around to slaughter them.
Other than the dozens of Yuan Dynasty soldiers who saw that the situation was not good and took advantage of Yan Qingcheng's lack of attention to escape in a panic, the rest of the people were not spared!
The violent aura on Yan Qingcheng's body had already dissipated. The Mad Blood Kirin's effect was over. The blood in his body gradually calmed down, and his purple eyes returned to black.
He glanced at the corpses under his feet and took a step forward. His body floated and slowly descended from the corpse mountain.
When Yin Tianzheng and the others saw this, they leaped up and came to Yan Qingcheng's side. They hurriedly asked," Cult Master, are you injured?"
"Don't worry, I'm fine!"
Yan Qingcheng shook his head lightly and said," It's dawn. Altar Master Chang, take all the Ming Cult disciples and retreat to the small paths!”
"Yes, Cult Master!"
Chang Yuchun replied excitedly. Life's ups and downs happened too quickly. Yesterday, they were still troubled by the Yuan Imperial Court's relentless pursuit, but today, they had already slaughtered six thousand Yuan Dynasty soldiers!
The current him did not hesitate at all when it came to Yan Qingcheng's orders. He firmly believed that if the Ming Cult continued to develop in the hands of the Cult Master in the future, no one in the martial world would dare to bully the Ming Cult's disciples anymore!
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