822: C822 Crazy!

C822 Crazy!

Heavens, what did I see?

His eyes

On the opposite side, just ten steps away, Fighters who were just making a ruckus earlier had suddenly quietened down. It was a strange kind of silence, to the point that many people had a trace of fear on their face.

Right, fear.

But what brought them this kind of fear was Xu Ziling's pair of red eyes.

The eyeballs and eyeballs all turned blood-red. There were even two streaks of blood tears that rolled down from the eye sockets, giving people a terrifying illusion that these were not human eyes, but vicious beasts' demonic eyes that were ready to devour a person.

It was hard to distinguish between an eyeball and an eyeball now, but it gave off a fierceness that no one had ever seen before. Just this fearsome aura made people feel as if they were being eyed by a supremely vicious beast.

The world in Xu Ziling's eyes had already become bloody. It was a world that was only red, a world where there was only slaughter.

He stared fixedly at a person, who had just killed Xu Youming with a single strike.

That was a Wu Zong.

A Wu Zong that Xu Youming would never be able to defeat even if she was alive.

At this moment, this person's face was also twitching, and his face was stiffened with an ugly cold smile, as fear also appeared in his eyes.

"What's going on, has this kid gone mad?"

A low mutter came from beside his ears, which suddenly made the Wu Zong disciple's heart tremble, and then immediately become furious.

Damn it, this father actually had the thought of getting scared of a tramp like him. It was really laughable. A little tramp who could barely hold his own as a Martial Disciple, what could he do to laozi no matter how crazy he was. Laozi would crush him every minute like he was crushing a stinky bug.

"Kid, try and glare at me again, hurry up and get out of my way. Call out that guy who concocted pills for me, otherwise you might still have a chance to live. If you glare at me again, I'll smack you to death right now."

The Wu Zong suddenly became vicious again, but nobody noticed it. No matter how vicious he was, she still subconsciously avoided Xu Ziling's eyes, as if that pair of blood-colored eyes already caused the shadow at the bottom of his heart to appear, making him unable to look straight at them.

Xu Ziling was indifferent, stupefied to the point that she couldn't seem to hear the angry shout of the Wu Zong at all, and just stared straight at the Wu Zong.

Xu Fan regained her senses, the patriarch was already dead, she could not let Xu Ziling die, if she let Xu Ziling die, in the future, how would he have the face to face with the patriarch?

Xu Fan hastily leaped up and extended her hand to grab Xu Ziling. She shouted: "Young Master, quickly leave, quickly leave this place!"

Xu Fan tried her best to pull Xu Ziling into the room, the room where Fang Shaobai was concocting pills. He didn't know why Fang Shaobai didn't come out of her room to stop these noisy warriors, but he knew that as long as Xu Ziling entered that room, she would be able to save her life.

However, when Xu Fan's hand landed on Xu Ziling's body, she was shocked to find that Xu Ziling stood there as still as a mountain, as if she was an old tree.

How was this possible?

Wasn't Xu Ziling a first stage Martial Disciple? How could she have such a stable body?

Xu Fan thought that it was just an accident, so she tried even harder, and the result was still the same.

To remain unmoving was to remain unmoving.

It was like an ant being unable to shake a tree, or a mountain rat unable to knock down a mountain.

He was completely stunned, but as he was just inches away from Xu Ziling, he suddenly felt a terrifying aura being emitted from Xu Ziling's body. This aura caused the soles of his feet to feel cold, his scalp to go numb, and goosebumps to appear all over his body.

Just as Xu Fan was about to retreat out of the range of the terrifying aura, she suddenly roared.

That sound was like the awakening of a vicious beast, releasing a sound of annihilation towards all living things in the world. It was a terrifying sound that struck the soul, causing it to tremble violently.

"Whiz!"

Xu Ziling moved.

He walked forward without any warning.

He walked toward the Wu Zong step by step.

A monstrous aura continued to emanate from him, a baleful aura that filled the skies.

That Wu Zong was so terrified that she did not feel that a level one Martial Disciple could pose any threat to him. She bellowed: "You damned brat, can you just go up to the sky with just your eyes, I'll kill you!"

Before Wu Zong finished speaking, Xu Ziling had already walked over.

Without saying a word, he directly slapped down on top of Wu Zong with his palm. It was an ordinary and unremarkable slap, and was not a martial skill, but it made people's feet go cold.

The Wu Zong raised a palm, once again striking towards Xu Ziling, releasing its full power. It wanted to tear this fellow who had blood-red eyes like a fierce beast into pieces. Right, it wanted to directly kill him, leaving not even a speck of dust behind.

However —

A strange scene appeared.

Xu Ziling's palm came down, and under the attack from Wu Zong's martial skill, it was like a huge rod smashing through thin ice, smashing Wu Zong's martial skill into pieces.

Xu Ziling's hand was similarly ripped apart by the impact of the martial skill, and her white bones could be seen. If it was a normal person, they would have screamed miserably long time ago, but Xu Ziling acted as if she didn't feel it at all, a large piece of flesh on her arm actually split and she didn't feel pain at all.

Bang!

That one palm strike caused the Wu Zong to stand there in a daze, unmoving, and to be slapped firmly on the spot. Xu Ziling's hand fell down and that Wu Zong tore her body apart from head to toe. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, red and white splattered everywhere, and her intestines rotten to the stomach.

All of the martial artists present were characters that had lived in the world of martial artists for many years. There was no one that hadn't experienced battles and had also killed many enemies. They came from all over the place.

But seeing that, all of them became terrified, all of them revealed panicked expressions, regardless of what cultivation they were at, they were unable to calm down in front of Xu Ziling.

Run!

It was unknown who started it, but a large group of martial artists immediately turned around and ran, panicking in panic. But how big was the Jing Men Lane? If it were not for the order in the past, how could they allow so many people to escape? The Fighters was panicking now, all of them only focused on escaping, how could there be order?

The more anxious they were to leave, the more chaotic it became. Dozens of people crashed into each other, rolling around in the narrow alleyway in complete chaos.

Just then, Xu Ziling made her move again. She leapt apart from the others, and with a ray of blood light, she rushed out of the alleyway and landed in the midst of the chaotic crowd.

Smack! Rip!

He attacked without a care, waving his hands in the air. He didn't seem to have any martial arts skills, but blood flowed like a river in the alley. Every martial artist that got hit would die without exception.

In just a few short breaths of time, there were more than a dozen warriors who had their bodies ripped to shreds by Xu Ziling. This kind of scene was even more terrifying.

Suddenly, someone unleashed a martial skill, one after the other, they fiercely attacked Xu Ziling and there was no difference at all. At this moment, everyone only had one goal, to tear Xu Ziling to pieces.

The martial skills landed on Xu Ziling's body one after another, causing Xu Ziling's skin and flesh to be ripped apart. However, Xu Ziling did not even make a sound, and continued to look at me with eyes filled with killing intent.

Blood flowed like a river.

Corpses littered the ground.

Xu Fan was already trembling from fear. In his eyes, Xu Ziling was no longer Xu Ziling, and was an unfamiliar person. He could not explain how a person who had never been a level 1 Martial Disciple could have such crazy power.

The more Xu Ziling killed, the heavier the injuries on his body, and he would not even be able to find a single piece of good meat. If this were to continue, even if Xu Ziling could kill all the warriors here, Xu Ziling's body would still be smashed to smithereens.

"Stop!"2

Xu Fan roared. Just as she was about to rush out, a hand suddenly reached out from behind and held him down.

Fang Shaobai!

It was Fang Shaobai.

"Grand master, you're finally out. Please, please help me!"

Fang Shaobai was also grinning from ear to ear at the moment. He was originally meditating on the Great Way of the Buddha and felt very comfortable.

Coming out to see, Xu Youming was actually dead.

However, Xu Ziling, who was supposed to be without any fighting power, was now crazily killing people. She could kill any martial spirit or Wu Zong with a wave of her palm without any pattern at all.

Xu Fan could not explain the reason, and neither could Fang Shaobai.

But the situation was not looking good, Fang Shaobai did not think much, her body floated out, with a palm in the air, she formed many pyretic palm seals, and with a slap, he immediately threw out all the warriors fighting around Xu Ziling.

"Scram!"

Under his rage, Fang Shaobai's voice was like thunder, causing all the warriors in the alleyway to tremble in fear, but they also recovered from the craziness from the fighting and did not think much as they turned around to flee.

In just a few seconds, all the injured and uninjured ran away. Other than a floor full of corpses, only half of Jing Men Lane was still alive.

Of course, this person was Fang Shaobai.

The other half was Xu Ziling, and his current injuries were as severe as they could get. Not a single piece of good meat could be found on his body, and many parts of his body were exposed to the white bones. This injury could at most be considered half her life, without the Life Creation Pellet, she would not be able to live.

Putong!

Xu Ziling fell down, she had lost all of her madness, and his lamp was already burnt out.

Only now did the pair of blood-red eyes gradually return to normal. However, the look in them was lax, and they didn't have much time to live.

He only glanced at Fang Shaobai, and called him big brother, before her gaze slowly turned away.

"Young master!"

But Fang Shaobai was even faster than him, and was not afraid of those terrifying injuries on Xu Ziling's body. She lifted Xu Ziling's body and turned around to leave, one step away from the Qiankong nine steps in midair, paused for a moment, and then, completely disappeared from Xu Fan's eyes.

Xu Fan was stunned, she powerlessly sat down, and took a long time to regain her senses, then went back to hug Xu Youming's corpse, her face full of sorrow as she walked towards the Xu family in the north of the city.

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