The Left-Eyed Celestial Emperor
Chapter 444 – Demon Religion Members
Hearing the title “Blood Sickle Slaughterer,” the expressions of the people from Sky Rich Imperials went gray.
The skinny man in front of the blood-winged bird held a blood-colored scythe and seemed to be a representative of the God of Death.
A powerful wave of bloody aura changed in the clouds and made everyone's heart pound.
“Does Heaven want to kill me…? Until I met this butcher.. ”.
His Majesty's body trembled in despair.
Under the controlled and bloody methods of the Iron Dragon Alliance, the countries were enraged but could not do anything about it.
Among them, the Blood Crescent Slaughterer was the famous executioner of the Iron Dragon Alliance and was notorious for assassinations. The slightest resistance resulted in the slaughter of a city, a family, or even a Clan.
Only Zhao Feng's expression did not change as he rubbed his left eye lazily.
“God's Spiritual Eye must change once I get back here.”.
The pain in Zhao Fengs eyes grew even more painful as time went on.
Even if he didn't use God's Spiritual Eye it would be a little painful.
As for the “Blood Crescent Slaughterer,” Zhao Feng didn't even see it.
Zhao Feng's casual action was seen by Elder Jiang and he was shocked.
The exchange from before allowed Elder Jiang to guess that Zhao Feng was at least at the True Mystical Rank.
However, this is just a guess.
But if his guess was correct, Zhao Feng could protect them if he wanted to.
“Although the Blood Sickle Slaughterer is strong and has a record of fighting against the True Mystic Rank, he himself has yet to reach the True Mystic Rank.”
Elder Jiang's heart was moved and hopeful.
The only worry he had was that Zhao Feng would not help as the Cloud area was now under the control of the Iron Dragon Alliance.
If Zhao Feng attacked, it would mean fighting against the Iron Dragon Alliance.
Although the True Mystic Rank was powerful, it was not enough to fight against the Iron Dragon Alliance.
“I'll give you ten breaths of time to consider giving up or I'll kill you all.”
The Blood Crescent Slaughterer landed from the blood winged bird.
Sou Sou Sou—
More than a dozen figures seemed to be gods who descended from the sky and surrounded the group with experience.
Elder Jiang was agitated while His Majesty and company legs were trembling in fear.
They had heard the famous name of the Blood Crescent Slaughterer and the ten breaths of consideration had always been his attitude.
Surrender or die.
The Blood Sickle Slaughterer licked his lips. He loved to see enemies fighting in boundless fear.
Her cheerful eyes scanned the group and she faintly nodded her head.
Hm?
The Blood Sickle Slaughterer's gaze suddenly locked onto a figure.
Among the group, a blue-haired young man looked tired and prominent.
There was no fear in the eyes of this young man and he seemed to be unaware of the situation.
If it's a normal person, it doesn't matter. However, the aura from this young man was like an abyss filled with coldness.
“True... True Mystic Rank?”
The Heart of The Blood Sickle Slaughterer surged as his cheerful smile was replaced with solemnity.
When the Blood Crescent Slaughterer said three words “True Mystic Rank,” Elder Jiang sighed.
After all, the cultivation of the Blood Sickle Slaughterer had reached the peak of the True Human Rank and was even stronger than the First Elder of the Broken Moon Clan.
The strength of the Blood Crescent Slaughterer was definitely top level among those at the True Human Rank and he had experience against those at the True Mystical Rank. His senses will not be wrong.
Hu ~
The wind was blowing and the atmosphere was quiet.
“The format is wrong…. There was a True Mystic Rank amongst the Sky Rich Imperials seedlings. ”
The Blood Crescent Slaughterer's face was filled with solemnity and cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
The figures of the members of the Iron Dragon Alliance nearby all froze.
In the Cloud area, True Lord Ranks were definitely kings who could determine everyone's life.
In the Iron Dragon Alliance, the number of True Lord Ranks could be counted with one hand.
Putting aside the Cloud area, even the Canopy Great Country only had a few True Lord Ranks, and any True Lord Rank could affect the balance of the Great Country.
In the Cloud area, the number of True Lord Ranks was even less and never seen.
Hence, True Mystic Ranks became the strongest and sufficient battle power to master one side.
It was hard to imagine that this young man had reached the top of the Cloud area.
“May I ask your name and why you helped Sky Rich Imperials?”
The Blood Sickle Slaughterer had experienced a rough wave and had immediately calmed down.
His eyes sparkled as he stared at the blue-haired young man.
He estimated that this young man had reached the True Mystic Rank not too long ago, meaning he might be able to block it.
Of course, he had to look for Zhao Feng before that.
Zhao Feng lifted his head tiredly, and said expressionlessly, “I will give you ten breaths to consider giving up or I will kill all of you.”
What the Blood Crescent Slaughterer said repeated back to him.
The Blood Sickle Slaughterer's expression was ugly.
If not for the fact that the opponent's cultivation was at the True Mystic Rank, given the Blood Sickle Slaughterer's attitude, he would have already tortured the opponent to death.
However, he lacked the confidence to defeat the True Mystical Rank, especially with Elder Jiang beside him.
“Ten... nine..”.
Zhao Feng's voice made the hearts of the Blood Crescent Slaughterer and company twitch.
Elder Jiang, Third Highness, and his friends were overjoyed.
Who would have thought that the situation would turn 180 degrees?
Just a moment ago, they chose between giving up and dying. In the next instant, Zhao Feng casually turned this state of affairs around.
Furthermore, Zhao Fengs invisible aura was extremely powerful.
Logically, the Blood Crescent Slaughterer should not be stunned by a young man who had just reached the True Mystical Rank because he was very experienced, but somehow, the soul of the Blood Crescent Slaughterer felt uneasy.
Even the True Mystical Rank he was familiar with did not give him such pressure.
Belief due to strength and mental energy level made others look at him.
It was similar to a noble. They may not be stronger, but every action and movement contains power.
Zhao Feng gave a feeling similar to this. Back at the Purple Saint Ruins, the True Mystic Rank geniuses who died because he numbered several dozen and most of them were at the peak True Mystic Rank.
Even some of the weaker True Lord Ranks were no match for him.
“Eight... seven.. six...”.
In Zhao Fengs eyes, the Blood Crescent Slaughterer was like an ant and his attitude was displayed.
“Retreat !!” The Blood Crescent Slaughterer suddenly made a decision based on instinct.
First, the enemy had two True Spirit Realm cultivators and one of them was a True Mystical Rank. Betting outright means his chances of winning are less than 30%.
Second, the blue-haired youth gave him a very uncomfortable feeling and, as a butcher, his sense of death was something that no normal person could compare with.
Back off!
With the orders of the Blood Crescent Slaughterer, the members of the Iron Dragon Alliance immediately reacted.
“Then you can die.”
A chill flashed across Zhao Feng's face.
Lightning Ring.
He raised his hand and gently knocked on the air.
A lightning arc struck within a radius of tens of yards.
Qiu—
The lightning arc was like a living snake dodging around His Majesty and company before biting the members of the Iron Dragon Alliance.
“Arghhhh!”
The screams sounded one after another.
Plop Plop!
Over a dozen members of the nearby Iron Dragon Alliance turned into charred bodies.
In just one breath, everyone other than the Blood Crescent Slaughterer had died.
“One step..”.
The Blood Sickle Slaughterer's heart skipped a beat and his expression changed dramatically.
Elder Jiang, Third Highness, and his companions all froze and did not dare to move in front of that terrifying lightning aura.
They had originally thought that Zhao Feng's movements would engulf them as well, but Zhao Feng's attack only killed the enemy.
Such control was something that Elder Jiang could only admire.
The Blood Crescent Slaughterer began to realize that Zhao Feng might not be a normal True Mystical Rank.
“Running!”
The Blood Crescent Slaughterer only thought of this.
Zhao Fengs strength was much more terrifying than he had imagined, and the chances of winning were less than 30%. There was also Elder Jiang.
Qiu—–
The Blood Sickle Slaughterer burned his Qi of True Spirit and turned into a blood-colored flame that shot into the distance.
No one knew what technique the Blood Crescent Slaughterer used to increase his speed to True Mystic Rank.
“This Blood Crescent Slayer Skill is similar to Moon Demon Palace.”
Zhao Fengs heart moved as he watched the blood-colored flame explode.
He could not help but narrow his eyes as he watched the Blood Crescent Slaughterer leave.
Elder Jiang was a little panicked. It seemed like the Blood Crescent Slaughterer was extremely wary of Zhao Feng, and if the latter chased after him, it was likely that he would be able to kill the Blood Crescent Slaughterer.
After the Blood Crescent Slaughterer escaped, it would be much more dangerous.
“Older Jiang, which clan did this Blood Crescent Slaughterer come from?”
Zhao Feng didn't seem to be in a hurry.
“Many members of the Iron Dragon Alliance are from the Cloud area, such as two powerful countries or Thirteen Countries. However, the Iron Dragon Alliance had the Red Moon Demonic Religion behind them and many of the core members were from the Demon Religion. The Blood Crescent Slaughterer did not come from the Cloud area so he was most likely a member of the Red Moon Demonic Religion. ”
Elder Jiang said deeply.
“Red Moon Demon Religion ... Moon Demon Palace.”
Zhao Feng thought in his heart. In order to confirm his suspicions, he instinctively opened his God Spiritual Eye to try and see how the Blood Crescent Slaughterer was using his skill, but once he did, God's Spiritual Eye exploded in pain.
