Han Qianqian’s target was not at all the guys in the seven remaining pillars.
For this group of demon monks’ eight trigrams of Buddhist sound formation, of course he had to bear the brunt of breaking it, because once time had pa*sed, the other side might instantly change their ways when they discovered the difference.
If he allows himself to be suddenly demonised, he will also allow others to perhaps have regular Buddhist teachings. If they turn their guns, it will be a big problem for Han Qianqian.
Therefore, Han Qianqian’s first priority was bound to be to break them.
Now that the formation had been broken, the biggest hidden danger had been eliminated, it was good to keep them, at least in the case of unchanged formations, these guys’ Buddhist teachings could still help them maintain some of their sanity in the process of demonization.
Of course, the most important reason for attacking them was to draw the others together in one piece.
In this way, it would prevent the gang from scattering more widely and hiding more spiritually in the absence of concerns.
The gang really fell for it, thinking that these things were the greatest threat to Han Qianqian, and one by one, they rushed to support them without a care in the world.
That’s good!
As Han Qianqian’s words fell, he was not the least bit polite, as the Heavenly Flame Moon Wheel first scouted and bombarded, followed by the Burning Silence Ignite Dharma energy explosion.
The crowd felt a sea of red fire before their eyes.
“Brothers, Han Qianqian has taken revenge for you, today, I want them to pay in blood!”
With these words, Han Qianqian’s yin and yang energy opened up, and with a jade sword in his hand, he rushed down to the group of soldiers and slaughtered them.
In a flash, the light of swords was accompanied by explosions, and Han Qianqian was like a human slaughterer, dancing wildly in the rain of blood.
What accompanied him was not music, but the frantic screams of a group of men, the sound of broken limbs and the roar of explosions.
Countless people followed before the order to die, but countless others also fell one by one in front of Han Qianqian, many of them even died before they could see Han Qianqian’s figure.
It was too fierce, simply too fierce.
A true god of killing descended from the world and slaughtered the world.
Kneeling Fu Tian’s heart was fuming, and even though he couldn’t move his whole body, his still beating heart was still desperately driving his brain, telling him to hurry up and escape, to leave this realm of true Shura.
Even though he was separated by at least a few dozen metres, the blood of those dead soldiers still gathered into a small stream slowly seeping under his feet.
At this moment, he felt the fear of death as much as the pleasure and exhilaration he felt when he first slaughtered others.
The two were equal, different feelings but equal doses.
Zhu Yanshuo also took several steps back in a daze, his whole being filled with fear and disbelief.
As a city lord, for the sake of the expansion of the Caili, he had inevitably fought in the north and south for many years, so he had seen more of such scenes of life and death than anyone else.
But at this moment, he is completely stunned, only because of is the sight in front of him, simply too shocking and terrifying.
“This …… boy how ……”
The executives are dumbfounded, who all say the god of death, who all know human slaughter, but so goods, so bloody incomparable real face, they have not seen.
Or rather, it was the first time they had seen it, and the one they never wanted to see again.
The blood sprayed like mist, the severed limbs rained down, staining the dusky sky crimson with life.
Down, down, down, down.
Those elite soldiers were like straw!
They were shaken back, shattered, and even blasted into bloody dregs.
The normally very powerful experts were like big watermelons, but they were just smashed over whole and then snapped and shattered into a mess.
Not to mention these, even some of the more powerful top experts under Zhu Yan Shuo’s tent were almost like children playing house in front of Han Qianqian, and in just a few blows, they flew out, and after a single mana devouring them, they were gone.
Such a scene was truly terrifying.
“Punching the crown for a red face, and for a brother.”
Hei Yu slowly opened his mouth, a hint of understanding in his faint voice, and also a hint of envy.
“Han Qianqian, when it comes to terror!”
“Anyone who makes an enemy of it will, in fact, encounter challenges from fate in their lives.”
“And how many people can overcome fate?” With a bitter smile, Hei Yu looked at Ye Shijun at the side, “What do you think? Ye Gongzi.”
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Ye Shijun was dumbfounded and froze, not knowing how to reply.
“Withdraw.” She said indifferently.
“Withdraw?” Hearing this, Ye Shijun’s eyes snapped wide.