Chapter 824: Blood is like a yang.

"Ah!..."

Screams kept coming out from the cracks, and the boiling hot blood was like a spring, splashing everywhere.

At this moment, I was covered in blood, and I was like a bloody killing god, swinging the soul-slaying knife in my hand.

And with each swing of my knife, I would harvest the life of a member of the Hundred Flowers Alliance.

Most of these members of the Hundred Flowers Alliance were desperate criminals, not cultivators. If they were allowed to fight and fight, they would definitely be top-notch players, but if they met someone more ruthless than them, they would be paralyzed.

Moreover, they were just ordinary people. If they were in a wide space, they might be able to fight me with human wave tactics, but in such a narrow place, they could only face me one at a time, so to me, these people were no different from ants.

In just a short encounter, seven or eight of them were chopped to the ground by me. In particular, these people died in extremely miserable ways, either beheaded by me or chopped off by me.

It can be said that the scene was extremely bloody.

For a moment, the remaining people were all frightened and retreated frantically, trying to escape. However, the people behind them had no idea what was happening in front of them and were still in a state of confusion. For a moment, everyone in the crack was crowded together. Those in the back wanted to rush over to find out what was going on, while those in the front wanted to retreat and hide from me, the God of Killing.

After seeing this scene, I sneered and thought, "The Hundred Flowers Alliance sent such a mob to deal with me?"

They looked down on me, Zhang Qianyu!

At this moment, I was suddenly shocked, and a dark gun barrel suddenly poked out from the crowd.

When ordinary people face the muzzle of a gun, they will instinctively feel fear, then retreat and hide.

As soon as I saw the gun barrel, I took a step forward and swung the Soul-Slaying Knife in my hand. I

heard a "swish" sound, and a cold light flashed, and the hand holding the gun was also cut off by my knife.

Then, I bent down, grabbed the gun, and directly grabbed the gun in my hand, then aimed at the crowd and fired.

For a while, I heard loud "bang bang bang" sounds constantly echoing from the crack, and with each gunshot, a series of blood flowers would burst out, and these members of the Hundred Flowers Alliance who were blocked in the crack fell one after another like straw.

"Run, damn it, run..."

"People behind, get out, don't squeeze in..."

After hearing the gunshots and the curses from the people in front, the people behind realized what was happening and quickly got out of the crack. The people in front didn't care about me anymore and turned around and fled for their lives.

I didn't chase them because in my opinion, they were just ordinary people and didn't pose much of a threat to me. Besides, as the saying goes, don't chase after a poor enemy. What if there are cultivators lying in ambush outside the crack? If I chase them out, wouldn't I be ambushed?

I turned my head and saw a crack right next to me. It was pitch black and could only accommodate one person. I didn't know where it led to.

I went in without any hesitation, and then, holding the Soul-Slaying Knife, I quietly sneaked through the crack.

At this moment, my five senses have been fully released by me, and any slight movement in the crack cannot escape my five senses.

The next second, I suddenly heard a slight panting sound coming from the darkness in front of me. The sound was very light, as if a person was hiding in the dark, suppressing his breathing.

Even my heartbeat seemed to slow down.

"Is there an ambush?" I frowned secretly, and then a black shadow immediately emerged from my body.

This is a thousand-year-old ghost. After emerging from my body, it immediately looked around with curiosity. After a long while, it turned its head and looked at me with a puzzled look.

"Hmph..." I made a gesture to silence him, then pointed to somewhere in the darkness, and made a beheading gesture to him.

After seeing my action, the old ghost was stunned at first, but then he understood what I meant, and immediately cracked his mouth, revealing an extremely vicious smile, and then, his figure flashed and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

I didn't follow him, but squatted in place, waiting for the news of this thousand-year-old ghost.

About a few minutes later, I suddenly heard a scream of "ah", which was full of endless fear, as if he suddenly saw something terrifying.

But then, the scream stopped abruptly, as if something suddenly blocked his mouth.

A few seconds later, the ghost energy in front of me surged, and the figure of the thousand-year-old ghost slowly emerged, and in his hand, he was holding a human head.

"A person who plays with a pig, his body is full of insect eggs, I advise you to change the way, otherwise, if you step on the eggs, it will be disgusting, and if you are not careful, you will be trapped. Even if you don't die, you will be lying for a few days."

After he finished speaking, he pointed to the darkness not far ahead and said, "There is a fork in the road ahead, which should lead to the exit."

"Okay." I nodded, then stood up and quickly touched the darkness.

As for the thousand-year-old ghost, it did not return to my sea of ​​qi, but entered another crack before me.

I did not rush in, but squinted my eyes and looked not far ahead.

There, lying a headless corpse, vaguely, I saw a worm crawling in and out of his neck from time to time, and his stomach seemed to be bitten through by the worm, and white eggs were scattered all over the ground.

After seeing this scene, I couldn't help but shudder, thinking, damn, are those who raise worms so disgusting?

"Chujiu also raises worms, she won't..." I shook my head hurriedly, thinking that Chujiu's natal worm is a golden worm, the king of worms, and he doesn't bother to use these low-level means.

I took a deep breath and then walked quickly into the crack.

This crack is wider than the previous one, and the rock wall is very wet. Obviously, this place is not far from the underground river.

After walking forward for about a few minutes, the thousand-year-old ghost suddenly flew back quickly. After seeing me, he whispered: "This road is blocked, go back quickly."

"What's going on?" I was stunned and asked with a puzzled look.

"Damn, there is a master in front, a martial arts master, with extremely strong blood and qi in his body, like a round of yang, I can't get close to him."

My heart skipped a beat when I heard what he said.

What kind of martial artist is this? His blood and qi are so strong that even a thousand-year-old ghost dares not get close to him?

"Could it be that he is a... master of physical training?"