Xue Kong was dressed in black, with a calm expression. The long black hair that he had cut off himself had long since grown back. The hair was not tied up with anything, but was casually draped over his shoulders, fluttering in the wind.
He walked from a distance, passing by one monk after another. The air was filled with a faint smell of blood, and screams and roars could be heard from time to time.
None of these stopped him.
He was like a person who had lost his five senses, ignoring everything around him and walking straight ahead.
More and more monks standing outside the city noticed his figure. They were puzzled and curious, and their eyes fell on Xue Kong, looking him up and down.
But I can't see through his cultivation.
It was not until the one-eyed monk thrust the heavy flying knife into the sand in front of Xue Kong, causing the sand to fly, that Xue Kong stopped.
He raised his head and saw a ferocious smile on the face of the one-eyed monk: "Hey, you, pay the toll."
The sounds around suddenly stopped, and all eyes converged and fell on the one-eyed monk and Xue Kong. The owners of these eyes included the one-eyed monk's companions, the rebels, and the onlookers.
All were silent at this moment.
Xue Kong looked at the one-eyed monk, and a smile gradually appeared on his face: "Noble virtue."
"What did you say?" The one-eyed monk was stunned. He didn't quite understand the meaning of Xue Kong's words, but soon he understood what Xue Kong wanted to do.
He saw a tree appear out of thin air behind Xue Kong.
It was no longer a dead tree.
After absorbing the vitality of three foundation-building monsters, it became no longer ordinary and completely broke away from the form of a dead tree. It exuded vitality and its branches became full and round.
Except for the fact that there is no leaf on its branches, it is already a real tree.
"You dare to attack?" The one-eyed monk was slightly startled, and then a ferocious smile quickly appeared on his face. He raised the flying-breaking knife high up, and without saying anything, he slashed towards Xue Kong.
He was so determined to kill that he didn't waste any words.
It is precisely because of this that he can use force to intimidate a group of cultivators here and command those cultivators who have also reached the great perfection of Qi Condensation.
"You don't know what life and death is." The one-eyed monk's companions sneered when they saw this scene.
Although they could not see through Xue Kong's cultivation level, they would not think that he was a foundation-building cultivator. They had seen many foundation-building cultivators, and they all had a kind of arrogant and contemptuous temperament, which Xue Kong did not have.
If this wasn't the Demon Island, he would look more like a weak scholar with a calm and gentle temperament.
However, just as the flying shattering knife was slashing towards Xue Kong, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and his body moved slightly. One of the branches of the leafless tree behind him suddenly stretched out and headed straight for the flying shattering knife.
Snap!
The sound of iron breaking was heard.
The expressions of the monks around suddenly changed, and their eyes showed disbelief.
The one-eyed monk's intact eye bulged out in shock, and his eyeball seemed to be about to burst out of his eye socket. He stared at the flying knife in his hand, the blade of which was pierced by a thin-looking branch.
"There is no hindrance, this, this, this..." The one-eyed monk was shocked and speechless.
Xue Kong smiled indifferently.
There are eight branches on the tree behind him. At this moment, these eight branches stretch out in all directions, targeting the monks around him.
In just a moment, the chests of the three monks were pierced by a branch, and they were pulled into the air and hung high.
In just a few breaths, the vitality of the three monks flowed into the trees and soon turned into a withered corpse.
"ah!"
"What kind of evil magic is this that can actually suck the life force out of people!"
"He is not a Qi Condensation cultivator, he is a Foundation Establishment Demonic Cultivator!!" Someone quickly realized this. How could a Qi Condensation cultivator cast such a powerful spell? And how could he fight against so many Qi Condensation cultivators alone?
The one-eyed monk looked pale. He saw Xue Kong still looking at him calmly.
That indifferent gaze was as if he was looking at a corpse.
"You, since you are a foundation-building cultivator, why don't you fly in the sky? Why do you hide your cultivation and make me misunderstand you? " The one-eyed cultivator questioned and started talking nonsense.
The screams nearby became more and more numerous and louder and louder. Xue Kong had a bright smile on his face. The dead tree was gone forever. Now the power exerted by this tree was far greater than that of the dead tree.
The power of extinction remains.
Its means of attack is no longer limited to smashing. The eight branches can extend out like tentacles, carrying the terrifying power of annihilation and the ability to absorb vitality, bursting out with a power that shocks everyone.
"Thank you for your sacrifice." Xue Kong said lightly.
The branch that was broken into pieces by the flying knife started moving again, heading straight for the one-eyed monk. The one-eyed monk quickly retreated, as he knew that he was no match for the foundation-building monk, so he had no choice but to run away.
As long as you escape into the city, there is a chance of survival.
At this moment, Xue Kong exuded a terrifying aura of pressure from the middle stage of foundation building, as if he had turned into a mountain, pressing heavily on the one-eyed monk.
His fleeing steps suddenly became unstable, and his whole body was pressed down on the sand, half of it sinking into it.
"Senior, I was wrong." The one-eyed monk cried out in fear, "Forgive my blindness, but I am willing to hand over the storage bag and beg you to spare my life."
Xue Kong shook his head.
It seems that there are still not enough smart people in the world.
Your life is in the hands of others, and you are actually exchanging your life for something that will soon belong to others. How foolish.
He couldn't help but recall that when he was being hunted by the Poison Lord, he never thought of handing over the blood pill and begging the Poison Lord to spare his life.
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