RPAGF Chapter 225 My sword is not at a disadvantage!
Chapter 225 My sword is not at a disadvantage!
"Hiss! Bloody Hand Butcher, you truly deserve the title!"
"While fighting us, you still have to kill others for fun!"
Qingqing's little face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Shut up, everyone!!"
Qingqing exploded, and terrifying attacks poured out like crazy as if they were free. Geng Ling's heart was bleeding as she watched the spirit stones being consumed at a rapid rate. There were not so many spirit stones for her to pick up on the road to heaven.
"Hey! Qingqing...use it slowly...use it slowly..."
The faces of the Mahayana geniuses changed, and their attacks became more violent. Many people were injured in this instant.
"The Bloody Hand Butcher is angry!"
"She must be thinking we're looking down on her because we're talking all the time and not giving our all!"
"Makes sense!"
“Well, in that case!!”
More than twenty great Mahayana geniuses shut up at the same time, with cautious expressions in their eyes.
Only one man with a stern face showed a speechless expression. He was the second in the ranking.
He was also misled at first, thinking that Qingqing was really just dissatisfied because the title was not domineering enough. Now it seems that she is obviously angry because she doesn't like this kind of title!
The stern-faced man glanced speechlessly at the geniuses who fought alongside him. Who named her the Bloody Hand Butcher? What a fucking idiot!
"You are the Bloody Hand Butchers, your whole family is Bloody Hand Butchers!!"
Qingqing finally fought back verbally, but to Geng Ling, the counterattack seemed extremely weak and not aggressive at all.
Some people looked strange. Are they not satisfied with the title of Bloody Hand Butcher?
Qingqing replied, "Don't you think it's too much to call a girl such a weird name?"
"Excessive?"
Some people looked even weirder. It was indeed too much to call a normal girl like that, but you were obviously not normal.
The trial for being a good guy hasn't even started yet, but he's already killed more than a hundred people, twice as many as the second place.
Qingqing's face darkened, knowing that she couldn't get rid of this nickname.
Geng Ling felt a little dizzy as he looked at the spirit stones being consumed at a rapid rate. Although the remaining spirit stones were more than enough, he would need them later!
"Qingqing, that's the weird name he gave you. Kill him first!"
Geng Ling planned to defeat them one by one.
Qingqing instantly locked onto that person and mobilized all attack formations to attack him.
"Fuck!!"
The man panicked and instantly used all the spiritual objects he could use for defense.
The horrifying sound of the explosion resounded throughout the entire Xianyun space, and a figure flew out backwards. Geng Ling frowned. He's not dead?
The man didn't dare to stay any longer, and instantly rushed towards the group of monks with a slightly lower realm, directly harvesting a wave of heads. He used secret methods to try to get rid of Qingqing's spiritual lock. Although he didn't have much hope, he had to use all the methods he could if he wanted to survive.
Qingqing suddenly found that the spiritual sense lock had disappeared, and she curled her lips. She was only at the sixth level of fusion, so it was naturally easy to lose the Mahayana cultivator when her spiritual sense locked on him.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Just wait for the second level!!"
The Mahayana monk who was teleported into the second level looked at the guide in front of him in surprise, somewhat incredulous.
"Successful? What happened?"
"Could it be that the Bloody Hand Butcher let me go on purpose?"
He did not think about Qingqing's realm. After all, not everyone can imitate the strong pressure of Mahayana.
He was now seriously injured and almost dying. When he recalled that extremely terrifying attack, cold sweats broke out on his back.
"What kind of person is this..."
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"One strike brought Wang Qian to the brink of death!?"
"How can this be!?"
The remaining Mahayana geniuses were stunned. This human butcher was too terrifying!
Geng Ling jumped up and down in the formation, continuing to direct Qingqing to attack.
"Hit this! Hit this!"
"Hit that! Hit that!"
Qingqing was a little flustered, and Geng Ling noticed it and spoke directly.
"Qingqing, let me do it. I'll vent your anger for you!"
Qingqing immediately returned the control of the formation to Geng Ling. She was so angry that she snatched the control back, but she also knew that she was far inferior to Geng Ling in controlling the formation.
Now many people in the Cangyun Sect have scores exceeding 3.
With the concealment formation, you can leave the battlefield at any time.
Geng Ling split into two bodies, the original body repaired the damaged formation, and the clone controlled the formation to deal with more than twenty Mahayana geniuses.
"The Bloody Hand Slayer's attack style has changed!"
"Damn it! How on earth did she manage to attack over twenty of us at the same time?!"
Geng Ling's hands danced constantly, his expression serious, a confident smile playing on his lips. A fierce look occasionally flickered in his eyes, a blue aura emanating from them.
Qingqing looked a little dazed, but after a while she suddenly woke up and wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth.
I silently said in my heart, "Wait a little longer, wait a little longer!"
More and more great masters of the Mahayana era were injured. Suddenly, Geng Ling's expression became fierce, and he mobilized most of the formations to attack one person at the same time.
The priority is not to kill the enemy, but to scare him and make him withdraw from the battlefield automatically.
The man barely blocked the attack but was also seriously injured. He imitated Wang Qian's approach, retreated instantly, and rushed towards the distant low-level genius. Soon he also left the Immortal Falling Space.
Now almost all the Mahayana geniuses have different injuries.
The eyes of some of those who were seriously injured flickered as they considered whether to give up the attack and instead slaughter those geniuses of lower realms.
Qingqing suddenly heard the voice transmission from Geng Ling's real body. After a while, she nodded and then started to speak in a pretentious tone.
"Go ahead. As long as you don't kill too many people, I will let you go."
"Not too much killing?"
Some rolled their eyes, and someone who was number one on the kill list advised them not to kill too much.
Qingqing saw those people’s reactions and gritted her teeth. Damn it!
"Are you still not leaving?!"
There was anger in his voice.
But no one chose to leave because these words sounded too much like a sign of weakness.
"Everyone, Bloody Hand Man-Slayer must have run out of spiritual power, so he wants us to retreat on our own initiative."
Qingqing sneered at the right moment: "Really?!"
Geng Ling cooperated very well and attacked the person who had just made the sound. The sword light poured out and directly knocked the person away, seriously injuring him.
The person who was knocked away also wanted to follow the example of the two cultivators who left earlier and harvest the geniuses of lower realms.
But Geng Ling did not give him this opportunity. All the formations exploded at the same time, slightly repelling all the besieging geniuses. Then, he mobilized all the formations to directly wipe out the man.
"Would you like to test my sword's sharpness again?"
Qingqing listened to Geng Ling's voice transmission and said arrogantly.
But unexpectedly, a sound came out immediately.
"My sword is not bad at all!"
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