I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

Chapter 288 The killing begins

Yan Ping's head hurt so much that it felt like it was going to explode.

But along with it came the aroused murderous intent.

The faint blue spots of light in the sea of ​​consciousness also began to radiate murderous intent and connected with each other.

Yan Ping glanced at Wen Fenglai, temporarily suppressed some complicated emotions, and smiled at him.

"Need not."

Yan Ping raised his foot and walked out, but just after taking a step, he saw Wen Fenglai pointing at Wen Yunhe and said calmly.

"If you have the energy to spare, can you please not kill him?"

Yan Ping looked in the direction he pointed, and when he saw Wen Yunhe, he narrowed his eyes.

"of course can."

How could I not agree to my father-in-law's request?

Yan Ping didn't realize what was passing through his mind, and the crack that had just been sealed deep in his sea of ​​consciousness began to crack again.

He enjoyed the excitement of the upcoming killing and took a step forward happily.

A stream of spiritual power was thrown behind him, covering them.

As for the other spiritual powers, they were like soft silk threads at his fingertips, jumping around.

When Dan Qiu Sheng saw this scene and recalled the people whose bones were cut into pieces in the wreckage of the flying boat, he felt his own bones ache as well.

Xia Tianxue didn't understand why he suddenly put on a mask of pain, but the next moment, she understood.

The first person who rushed to Yan Ping's side was entangled by that strand of spiritual power and ran forward without any hindrance. The next moment, he became a pile of neat pieces of meat.

Xia Tianxue: “…”

Yan Ping killed people quickly, but also very violently.

When you are happy, you can cut the neck and watch the blood spurt. When you are unhappy, you can also grind the person into a pool of flesh and blood and explode.

He walked in a pool of blood, his body was covered with blood, but his face was full of joy. His scarlet eyes were, at some point, covered with a light layer of black.

A drop of blood splashed onto his lips. Yan Ping raised his hand to wipe it away. His lips, which had been pale for a long time, finally had a strange red color.

When some people saw the tragic scene of the first wave of killings, cold sweat broke out on their backs and they ran away.

But the speed of leaving was far slower than Yan Ping's speed of killing people.

Screams and wails continued in this open space.

The demon cultivator who had been watching from the sidelines, wanting to wait for those people to consume him, could no longer sit still.

Several demon cultivators at the Danhua realm entered the arena together. Just as they were getting ready, Yan Ping suddenly appeared in front of them with a slight smile.

"Are you in a hurry to die?"

After he finished speaking, he exerted his spiritual power, and those demon cultivators instantly turned into pieces of meat on the ground.

Now the field was full of blood, but Yan Ping squinted his eyes in satisfaction, it felt so good not to have to suppress it.

In order to satisfy his desire to kill, he didn't even absorb the spiritual energy in the flesh and blood, and he even wanted to continue killing.

Yan Ping turned his head to look at the people outside, with a faint dark aura in his eyes.

When he felt his gaze, the captain of the Demon Cultivation Team's pupils suddenly shrank, and the next moment, his body completely split apart.

It was completely torn apart in the physical sense, but there was still a look of fear on his face.

Later, other demon cultivators followed in his footsteps.

Only Qin Feiyang and the Qin family disciples behind him who were completely stunned and trembling like quails were left.

Qin Feiyang looked at Yan Ping's current appearance, his fingertips trembled uncontrollably and his face turned pale.

He now really felt that he would die here.

Yan Ping was covered in blood at this time, and there was a lot of blood on his delicate face. To them, he looked like a bloody demon who came to reap human lives.

Yan Ping did not approach Qin Feiyang. He was still filled with murderous intent, but he suppressed it. Approaching them at this moment was like facing the temptation of a big meal when he was extremely hungry.

Very fragrant and tempting.

Yan Ping cleared his throat to get rid of the excited killing desire and said in a hoarse voice.

"Find me a flying boat, and I will spare your lives."

Before Qin Feiyang could speak, the Qin family disciples behind him nodded frantically.

Yan Ping smiled, but his eyes were filled with a sticky malice like a maggot clinging to a bone. He scanned those people one by one before turning and leaving.

Then he picked up the only intact Wen Yunhe from the ground, threw it in front of Wen Fenglai, and spoke lazily.

"Give."

Wen Yunhe is not in a good condition now. His Dantian is destroyed, and the meridians in his hands and feet are cut. He just lies on the ground, watching in horror as Yan Ping kills everyone.

The original greedy desire had completely disappeared at this time, without a trace left, leaving only fear and regret.

When he came in front of Wen Fenglai again, he actually felt a sense of relief and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"kill me."

Wen Feng looked at the excitement still on Yan Ping's face and felt that his previous judgment might be wrong.

Then he shifted his gaze to Wen Yunhe, then moved him aside and set up a formation.

He has been in the Demon Realm for many years, and has learned a lot of punishments by osmosis. Now he can try them one by one.

Wen Fenglai's voice was relatively quiet, but Wen Yunhe's voice was relatively loud, and his screams were continuous. Perhaps his pain was even greater than those who died at the hands of Yan Ping.

Xia Tianxue couldn't help feeling a little annoyed when she heard this.

She had previously thought that Wen Fenglai was out of sympathy and wanted to save Wen Yunhe's life, but now it seems that she was overthinking.

When she looked up again, she saw Yan Ping looking at her with a smile on his face.

But that smile made her body tremble twice.

You have to know that there are piles of corpses and flesh on the ground. Yan Ping basically killed them all with a smile just now.

Not only is the process extremely bloody, but it is also scary enough, even more evil than the devil itself.

Xia Tianxue's smile was uglier than crying. Her voice was trembling a little, and she spoke weakly, "Is there anything wrong, Senior Yan?"

Yan Ping's gaze fell on Wen Fenglai who was standing beside him. The dark aura in his eyes had completely faded away at some point, leaving only bright red pupils.

"Where did you find him?"

"The Demon Realm."

Yan Ping immediately laughed, "That's quite a coincidence."

After all, he is about to go to the Demon Realm.

If Wen Fenglai stayed in the Demon Realm all the time, it would be hard to say whether he would get hurt by mistake.

Yan Ping narrowed his eyes when he said this, raised his hand and took out ten small mountains of ore, many of the ores inside were rare and fine products.

If all these things were sold, the value would definitely be no less than one million spirit beads.

"I'll give you a reward. Send the person to Wen Ye in Tianyang Sect later."

Xia Tianxue's eyes suddenly lit up. She had been busy for so long, wasn't it all for the money?

"Okay, as long as Senior Yan gives the money, everything else is..."

Xia Tianxue suddenly paused, and only then did she realize that she could only take down five of the ten small ore mountains at most.

Xia Tianxue: "...Senior Yan, please collect some more. I can't carry them all. You can come to our base to trade when you are free."

"can."

Yan Ping raised his hand again and took half back, taking half from each mountain top, leaving the part at the bottom that was stained with blood and flesh.

Xia Tianxue: “…”

Yan Ping didn't want it either, he thought it was dirty, so he smiled at Xia Tianxue.

"I'll pay you for the cleanup later."

Xia Tianxue's eyes lit up, "How much?"

Yan Ping released a lot of killing desire, and was in a good mood. "I'll give you one more seat."