Peerless War God

He stood in midair and coldly looked down at Tang Lianfeng and the others.    

"How dare you be so arrogant in broad daylight. Everyone, come with me to kill this Demon Ghost for the sake of eliminating evil." Patriarch Tang Lianfeng said coldly.    

At this moment, his face was solemn and his eyebrows were tightly knitted. All of the muscles on his body tensed up, but he was far from being as relaxed as he looked on the surface.    

Actually, he had already anticipated this situation. His own ancestor, Tang Zhen, was seriously injured and had been poisoned. He would not be able to remove the poison from his body. Time was running out.    

Before death, there was a high chance that someone would take the opportunity to seek revenge.    

In order to prevent this possible worst case scenario, Tang Lianfeng had led everyone in the clan to prepare and defend.    

However, when the matter was about to come to an end, endless fury and worry filled his heart.    

His opponent was emitting an evil and shocking aura. He actually dared to openly come here to provoke them. He really did not place the Tang Clan in his eyes.    

Either the opponent was extremely confident and strong enough to easily destroy the entire Tang clan.    

However, if the opponent really had the strength to crush everything, he wouldn't have specially picked this time to seek revenge.    

However, since the other party dared to come, he must have come prepared. When he thought of this, Tang Lianfeng immediately became extremely cautious. From the very beginning, he had planned to have everyone surround and kill this person.    

Hearing this, the red robed man roared and cursed, "Ha! If you want to come up and besiege me, then go ahead. Why do you need to speak in such a righteous manner? It really is disgusting."    

"Looking at your body filled with evil energy, evil energy, and resentment, you are definitely not a good person. At this time, an elder of the Tang Clan retorted with a cold voice.    

"How laughable, in the eyes of the Blood Blade Demon Lord, what righteousness, what evil, are all bullshit. Only when one's fist is big enough is one of the truths. Today, I will kill Tang Zhen and slaughter the entire Tang Clan, leaving no one alive."    

The blood-red robed man's eyes turned red as he crazily shouted.    

His voice was loud and far away, so loud that it could almost be heard by every resident of Green Coconut Island.    

For a time, countless people went silent. Even cultivators with good points were stunned by this killing intent and subconsciously retreated thousands of meters, only daring to watch from afar.    

Not to mention the ordinary people on the island, all of them were pale and trembling in fear.    

At this moment, in an unremarkable mansion somewhere in the city, a brother and a sister stood side by side, looking at the terrifying man in the sky with worry and fear.    

These two people were the siblings who saved Chen Xiao before. The house they bought was actually quite far from the Tang family.    

However, it was not too far away, and he could directly sense the blood clothed man's terrifying aura.    

"Sis, is this the battle between cultivators? "It's too scary. Nothing will happen to us. If we knew earlier, we wouldn't have come to this city. It's safer to have a fishing village." The teenager muttered.    

The girl didn't think so. If they lived in the city and were affected by the battle, it would be hard for them to escape death.    

If they continued to stay in the small fishing village, they would only end up in a worse state.    

However, this was not the time to talk about this. She comforted her brother, "It's alright, cultivators have their own rules. They won't act against mortals."    

"Yes." The youth nodded before being at ease.    

This was true. Ever since the existence of the cultivation world, there was an unwritten rule that cultivators were not allowed to act against mortals. Otherwise, they would become public enemies.    

Most of the time, this rule was indeed useful. After all, if there were no more mortals, where would cultivators come from?    

However, if they were to encounter a vicious and evil villain, this rule might not be useful.    

This was actually what the young girl was worried about. If this evil looking man in blood-red clothes won and destroyed the Tang Clan, it might bring disaster upon them and bring them down along with it.    

Right now, they could only pray that the experts of the Tang clan would be able to win.    

Hearing the man's words, Tang Lianfeng's eyes instantly turned red. The clansmen had always been his weak spot. As long as he was alive, he would absolutely not let anyone harm his clansmen.    

"Blood Blade Demon Lord, we haven't done anything today, there's still room for maneuver. If you leave just like that, I, Tang Lianfeng, can pretend that nothing happened. How about it?" Tang Lianfeng said with a deep tone.    

At this juncture, he still had one last sliver of hope in his heart. He wanted to shout at this fellow who called himself the Blood Blade Demon Lord.    

Fighting and killing between cultivators were too dangerous. Once they attacked, there would be casualties. This was something that Tang Lianfeng did not want to see.    

Especially at this critical moment, if the old ancestor, Tang Zhen, were to lose any more manpower, it would be a huge blow to the entire Tang Clan.    

"Today, Tang Zhen must die! Kill!"    

The Blood Blade Demon Lord ignored him as his bloodthirsty eyes turned round and filled with killing intent.    

He waved his hands and sent out two dark red fist shadows. They carried a terrifying murderous aura as they charged at Tang Lianfeng.    

Tang Lianfeng was not a fearful person when he saw that the opponent had started to attack. He opened his eyes wide and took out a huge curved saber. He made a cross in front of his body and shot out a blue crossbow blade qi at the two dark red shadows of the fists.    

The blue cross blade qi collided with a dark red fist shadow and paused for a moment. It blocked a few of the fist shadows' oppressing speed and shattered into pieces.    

He had clearly lost this probing attack.    

Suddenly, Tang Lianfeng's expression changed. He quickly waved his curved blade in succession and was barely able to dissolve the two fist shadows.    

At this moment, his forehead was covered in sweat and his face was pale. The gaze he used to look at the man in red midair was filled with fear.    

"Patriarch, are you alright?"    

An elder hurriedly stepped forward and supported Tang Lianfeng, who was trembling. His tone was filled with deep concern and anxiety.    

"This, what a powerful strength." A Guest Warrior said with a grave expression on his face.    

After taking a few breaths, Tang Lianfeng said in a deep voice: "This Hunting Beast is very strong. None of us are his match. We can only team up and have a slight chance at victory."    

"Alright, let's attack together."    

Immediately, the few of them no longer spoke any more. They all donned their battle armors, took out their weapons, and instantly, eight streaks of light shot out from the ground, rushing towards the blood-clothed man.    

Moreover, these eight rays of light weren't rushing forward recklessly. They didn't have the slightest plan in mind. They wanted to rely on numbers to bully and defeat the red-clothed man.    

It had to be known that after reaching the Dao Emperor Realm, the difference in battle prowess between the different cultivators could be said to be as different as the sky and the earth. It was almost impossible to rely on a sea of people to kill the enemy.    

Under the suppression of absolute strength, no matter how many people there were, it was all meaningless.    

However, if they could communicate with each other through mutual understanding and tacit understanding, then the method of using a combined offensive battle formation would be completely different.    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]