There is nothing more exciting and satisfying than killing top talent like Gu Hanchuan!
"From now on, everyone in Divine Capital will know that the so-called top geniuses like you are actually nothing more than that!" The man with the scorpion tattoo laughed ferociously.
The other "Ten Baleful Intents" members also stared at Gu Hanchuan with fierce expressions, as if they were looking at a big fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered!
"Boss, as long as we kill him, our name Ten Baleful Intents will truly be known to everyone!"
"Maybe, those superpowers will recruit us, and by then, we will have someone to back us up!"
"What kind of top genius? They are just little lambs living in a greenhouse. When they come to such a cruel place, what else can they do besides being hunted?"
The ten of them smiled fiercely. In their eyes, Gu Hanchuan was already a standard corpse!
Boom!
Ten terrifying auras of Late God King erupted simultaneously!
The violent energy instantly stirred up the wind and clouds, and the entire canyon began to tremble violently!
In the distance, some passing geniuses felt the terrifying fluctuations and were so frightened that they almost flew out of their wits. They all found places to hide and stretched their necks to watch.
"Holy shit!"
"What's going on over there?!"
In the distance, behind a blackened boulder half as tall as a man, a monk as thin as a monkey thrust out half of his head. The look of horror on his face seemed to have been carved out with a carving knife, and his eyes were so wide that they were about to pop out of their sockets.
He covered his mouth almost as a reflex, and even breathed in his nose deliberately to be light and shallow, for fear that even the sound of a trace of air rubbing against his throat would attract the attention of the evil spirits not far away.
The cold sweat on the back of his neck trickled down his spine, soaking into the inner sweatshirt, but the cool touch could not suppress the heat and trembling all over his body.
The ten streaks of evil energy rising into the sky were so dark that they seemed to be able to swallow up sunlight. Even though they were a hundred feet away, their souls trembled as if they were being stabbed by ice picks. His pubic area felt tight, and he almost lost control of his sphincter and wet his trousers on the spot.
"It's 'Ten Baleful Intents'! These ten evil spirits who can kill a thousand swords!"
Seeing clearly the ferocious Gui Ying totem vaguely revealed in the ten evil spirits, the thin monk's voice rolled into a ball of vague sobs in his throat, his face suddenly lost all color, and even his lips turned pale.
His eyes trembled as he moved over and landed on the black figure surrounded by ten evil spirits. The thin monk's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip.
"White Bone Demon Sect...Gu Hanchuan?!"
This low cry almost broke out, and the whole person was completely stunned on the spot.
On one side is a ruthless gang of ruthless cultivators who are so notorious that even demonic monks have to avoid them.
On one side is the young master of the White Bone Demon Sect.
This isn't a fight between monks, it's clearly a fight between gods!
His heart hammered against his chest, as if it was about to jump out.
Greed and fear were twisted into a ball in his heart - Gu Hanchuan was awesome, but opposite him were ten real Late God King!
Moreover, he is the kind of ruthless person who has been wallowing in Mountain of Corpses and Sea of Blood all year round, and all his moves are desperate.
Compared to a young sect leader like Gu Hanchuan who is under the protection of the sect, he might know better how to take advantage of the situation of life and death.
Two fists are no match for four hands. Even a dragon would lose its skin if surrounded by ten wolves.
This time, Gu Hanchuan is really going to fall!
The more he thought about it, the more reliable his guess became. Gradually a trace of greedy fire appeared at the end of the thin monk's eyes, and even the trembling in his soul faded a little.
He quietly adjusted his posture and pressed half of his body against the cold boulder, observing the battle situation through the cracks in the stone.
If they both lose, and Gu Hanchuan dies, wouldn't the storage bag, magic weapon, and maybe White Bone Demon Sect's unique skills on his body allow him to make a big mistake?
As soon as this idea came up, it grew like weeds. He even began to think about how to rush forward as quickly as possible after the war, and how to escape before Ten Baleful Intents could react.
On the other side of the canyon, in a crack in the mountain wall eroded by wind and rain, the situation was completely different.
A female cultivator wearing a moon-white dress with blue edges huddled in the depths of the crack. There was a little bit of imperceptible dust on the skirt. Her black hair hung down on both sides of her face, covering most of her expression. Only the corners of her pursed lips showed a bit of solemnity.
She was closer to the battlefield, only fifty feet away, and the terrifying pressure caused by the intertwining of the ten evil spirits was like an invisible boulder pressing on her chest, making it difficult for her to even raise her hand to brush away the broken hair from her forehead.
"Ten Baleful Intents... It's so stupid."
The female cultivator's fingertips traced the defensive talisman hidden in her sleeve, and she snorted coldly in her heart, her eyes full of disapproval.
Others were afraid of Ten Baleful Intents's evil reputation, but she could clearly see that these ten idiots were close to death.
Who is Gu Hanchuan?
The future heir designated by the White Bone Demon Sect leader himself!
Will such a person have no trump card to save his life? Will he fight an uncertain battle?
She observed carefully through the shadow of the crack, and saw Gu Hanchuan standing in the circle surrounded by Ten Baleful Intents. The hem of his black robe was blown by the evil spirit, but his back was always straight, and he did not even frown. Instead, there seemed to be a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
Be confident!
The female cultivator quietly shrank back, condensing her breath to the extreme, as if blending with the mountain wall behind her.
After thinking about it, she decided to stay away from this battlefield as quickly as possible. It was not easy to pick up bargains, but only if you had a life to pick them up!
No matter it's Gu Hanchuan or "Ten Baleful Intents", you can't mess with it!
Rumble!
The terrifying energy confrontation made the air in the entire canyon thick.
This fluctuation is like a volcano that may erupt at any time, brewing the aura of destruction!
"Stop!"
A team of five people was traveling rapidly. The young man at the head suddenly raised his hand and his expression changed drastically!
The team members behind him stopped suddenly and almost hit him.
"Captain, what's wrong?"
"This pressure... fuck! What's going on!"
Before one of the team members finished speaking, he felt his soul trembling, and a fear from the depths of his soul made his legs weak.
They looked into the depths of the canyon in horror.
I saw ten thick evil spirits rising into the sky, intertwining into a huge grimace, exuding disgusting evil and violence!
But surrounded by that grimace, a lone figure in black robe looked particularly dazzling!
"It's... it's 'Ten Baleful Intents'! Those ten lunatics!"
"The person they surrounded... is White Bone Demon Sect's Gu Hanchuan?!"
"Gods fight! This is a fucking fight between gods!"
Several people in the team turned pale and their breathing stopped.
"Let's go!"
The leader of the team did not hesitate at all and squeezed out a word from between his teeth!