The disciples of Shangyang Palace were stunned there, not knowing what to do for a moment. Some subconsciously retreated, while others stood frozen on the spot.

Chen Weiwei was like a sparrowhawk chasing a sparrow, constantly chasing and killing the charlatans in this huge yard.

Among them were many masters of the Wuyue Realm, but it was still difficult to resist Chen Weiwei's killing intent.

One, two, three...

Chen Weiwei was killing people faster and faster. He was no longer eager to absorb the blood of those people. Anyway, the blood of the people who had just died was still there, so why should he rush to absorb it? It would be better to kill them all first.

His hands turned into the sharp claws of a sparrow hawk, which penetrated the skulls of those charlatans one by one.

He was constantly plundering and clashing in the yard, here and there. The resentment he had been suppressed by Lin Ye, the old man in black, and the so-called powerful people before burst out at this moment.

came out.

Kill, kill, keep killing.

There are indeed people in this world that he cannot defeat, but they are not many.

The person being chased by Chen Weiwei let out a cry of fear, and then a shout came from another place not long after.

When there was a conflict in Qingyu River before, dozens of these Jianghu people were hunted and killed by various masters in Qingyu River.

Later, Xumi Pianruo led people from Dali Temple and the imperial army to arrest people. A total of four to five hundred people were arrested and all were executed directly in Dali Temple.

At this time, there were about five hundred Jianghu people in Fengyu Temple, and they were running away in all directions.

Chen Weiwei is not strong enough to kill everyone, but his crazy appearance makes those who are alive succumb to it.

Those who fled were the Jianghu people, and those who surrendered were the disciples of Fengyu Temple.

"If you let one person go, wouldn't it be possible to save Fengyu Temple's reputation?"

Chen Weiwei dug one hand through the back of the head of a Jianghu guest. He turned around and looked at the Shangyang Palace disciples: "Do you really only watch me clean up the Fengyu Temple alone?"

Gao Entropy was the first to take action, followed closely by the second.

The tragedy that happened in Fengyu Temple seems to have nothing to do with the outside world.

All Jianghu guests were killed, more than half of them were killed by Chen Weiwei alone, and the smaller half were besieged and killed by the masters in Fengyu Temple.

Chen took a deep breath. The moment the smell of blood entered his nose, he seemed to tremble slightly involuntarily. It felt like he was enjoying it immensely.

Grab a corpse, absorb the blood, and then the next one, and the next one.

The disciples of Fengyu Temple looked at the acting temple master with pale faces. He walked step by step through the places where all the dead people were, and sucked all the corpses into shriveled pieces one by one.

Skin, they felt bitingly cold just looking at it.

They also watched helplessly as Chen Weiwei's face became paler and paler. They didn't know why, after absorbing so much blood energy, he became less and less pale.

I don't know how long it took, but all the corpses became shriveled up.

Chen raised his hand slightly and took a few deep breaths again.

He opened his arms and felt the power as if he had been reborn.

“It’s beautiful.”
Chapter completed!