Chapter 90

Two days later, Zi Chen passed through two more small villages and found the same problem. No one was left alive.

Zi Chen used Nine Lightning Passes, which made his speed even faster. Finally, after three days, he found something.

This was also a small village. There were dozens of families in the village, and they were all killed one by one. When Zi Chen arrived, he found that the blood on the ground had not dried up.

"It should be in front."

Along the way, Zi Chen walked in a straight line, and the murderer also walked in a straight line, leading directly to Yunxia City.

Turning into lightning, Zi Chen once again chased after them.

One day later, outside a small village, Zi Chen found traces of a human. It was a masked man wrapped in black clothes, very similar to the person who chased after Zi Chen. At this time, the masked man was holding a long sword and flying towards the small village.

"Ah!"

The quiet village was completely chaotic because of the arrival of the black-clothed man. Bursts of mournful voices sounded, and screams sounded.

"Who are you? Why do you want to kill us?"

A middle-aged woman, holding a three or four-year-old child in her arms, kept retreating, eyes full of horror.

"Humph!" The masked man sneered, and the sword in his hand suddenly flashed.

Two people fell to the ground, blood flowing.

"Please, don't kill us."

"Help!"

"Murderous demon king, you are a murderous demon king."

The black-clothed man was very fast, and he did not talk nonsense. As soon as he entered the village, more than a dozen people died in an instant. Screams, cries for help, and curses constantly sounded. The villagers were helpless, frightened, and desperate.

This was a tragic scene. The black-clothed man was powerful, but he raised a butcher's knife to kill ordinary people. Blood dyed this remote village, and the villagers' corpses were everywhere.

"No …!"

A young woman was holding a one-month-old baby in her arms. She was running away in fear. Because of her panic, she accidentally fell, but she still held the baby in her arms tightly. The baby was fine, but the skin on her face was scraped, and her flesh was badly mangled.

"Don't kill me."

Covered in blood, the woman kept retreating, eyes full of horror. The baby in her arms was sucking his little finger, closed his eyes, and slept sweetly with a smile on his face.

"Hehe!"

The black-clothed man let out a rare evil laugh. His emotionless eyes looked at the sleeping baby, emitting a rare light, like a bloodthirsty light. With a cruel smile, he raised his weapon again.

"Shua!"

With a flash of sword light, the sharp sword drew a cold light and pierced towards the baby.

"Ah!"

The woman screamed in horror. When the sword light came, she used her body to shield the baby in her arms.

"Stop, you bastard!"

A loud shout suddenly rang out, followed by a bolt of lightning. In the blink of an eye, it had arrived in front of the woman. Immediately after that, a fist radiating silver light appeared and struck towards the sword.

Clang!

His long sword was knocked away by a strong force. The masked man was forced to take several steps back before he could stabilize his body. When he looked in front of him again, he saw that a black-robed young man had appeared out of nowhere.

The young man had a handsome appearance and wore black clothes. However, his eyes were completely red due to anger, and a merciless killing intent surged around him.

"Who are you? How dare you meddle in my business? Are you tired of living?" The masked man stared coldly at Zi Chen, his sword dripping with blood.

"Young hero, please save us. We have no enmity with him."

"Young hero, please save us. We are all ordinary villagers. We are innocent."

"Wu wu, my dear, wake up!"

"Father, wake up! Mother, where are you?!"

All kinds of voices rang in his ears. Zi Chen's eyes turned red. He wanted nothing more than to eat the masked man alive.

After indicating for the woman to retreat with the baby, Zi Chen said loudly, "Don't worry. I will definitely meddle in today's matter. This bastard will die without a doubt."

After slaughtering several villages along the way, Zi Chen's hatred for the masked man had reached an extreme level. At this moment, every word that came out of his mouth was filled with merciless killing intent.

"Brat, who are you? How dare you meddle in my business? Do you know who I am?" The masked man said coldly.

"I didn't before, but now I know. You are a bastard, a dead bastard." Zi Chen's voice was cold and ruthless. "Those people along the way were all killed by you, right?"

"Brat, did you follow me for those ordinary mortals? Their lives are cheap, so it doesn't matter if they die."

"It seems so. Don't worry, bastard. I won't let you die easily. I will make you wish you were dead. I will make you regret being born into this world."

Zi Chen's body was emitting a faint silver light. The Zhen Qi of the peak of the Zhen Qi realm was revolving around his body.

All the villagers who had lost their loved ones were grieving, but they didn't cry. They didn't want the young man to be distracted by their cries. The uninjured were supporting the injured. Everyone's eyes were looking at Zi Chen. Their eyes were full of hope and longing for life.

"Haha, I thought you were powerful. So you are just a Zhen Qi realm cultivator. Meddling in other people's business, I will kill you today."

The masked man laughed and completely relaxed. He was in the Xiantian realm, so it was easy for him to deal with a Zhen Qi realm cultivator.

"Die!"

Zi Chen didn't waste time talking. His eyes flashed with a cold light. Like a flash of lightning, he rushed toward the masked man.

"So fast."

The masked man's face changed. He immediately retreated. His footwork was very mysterious. His body was like an illusion. In an instant, three phantoms appeared and retreated in three different directions.

Zi Chen clenched his right hand into a fist. Rays of silver light flashed. His Qi and blood surged in his body. He was like an angry demon beast, attacking with lightning speed.

At this moment, Zi Chen showed the masked man what extreme speed was. His body flickered and he used his extreme speed footwork. He punched three times in a row. Each punch was aimed at one of the phantoms.

The first two phantoms dissipated in an instant. The third one made a 'peng' sound. Zi Chen had hit the real one.

"Get lost!"

The masked man was sent flying by the power of one punch. Then, a cold light flashed in his hand. His long sword pierced forward. The tip of the sword was cold and sharp.

"Peng!"

Zi Chen punched out, shattering the long sword. Countless shards shot out in all directions like hidden weapons, frightening the group of villagers and forcing them to retreat again.

"Ah … how is this possible? You …!"

The masked man shouted. He was ready to escape. The person in front of him was not strong, but his body was very strong. He was too fierce. After two attacks, the masked man showed signs of defeat.

However, before the phantoms around him could appear again, he was sent flying by Zi Chen's extremely fast punch.

"Crack!"

This time, because of the strength, several of the masked man's ribs were broken. The masked man was terrified and quickly retreated.

"You bastard!"

However, Zi Chen was like the masked man's shadow. No matter how the masked man tried to escape, Zi Chen was always able to stick close to him. Under Zi Chen's great strength, the masked man's Xiantian Zhen Qi protection was instantly shattered.

Zi Chen's face was gloomy. He punched again. With a 'crack' sound, the masked man's ribs were broken again. The Zhen Qi that had just appeared was also scattered.

"Boy, if you dare to kill me, I promise you will die miserably." The masked man was in pain again and again and directly threatened.

"You want to die? It's not that easy. I already said that I will make you wish you were dead."

Zi Chen grabbed the masked man. Zhen Qi surged between his fingers, and the sound of bones breaking resounded. One of the masked man's arms was completely shattered by Zi Chen.

"Ah … boy, if you kill me, you will provoke a natural enemy. Even if you are the son of the Red Cloud City Lord, you will die without a doubt."

"Crack!"

Zi Chen's expression was cold. He used more strength in his hand and the masked man's other arm was shattered. However, it looked as good as before.

"Let me go, or you will die miserably." The masked man's forehead was covered with sweat, but he was still threatening. He was very tough.

"When you massacred the village, why didn't you think about letting others go? You didn't even let the babies go. You are worse than a beast."

Zi Chen stepped down and stomped on the masked man's Abdomen. With the sound of spirit, Abdomen was crippled. The masked man's life could be considered to be ruined.

But today, his life could be considered to have come to an end.

After Abdomen was crippled, the masked man's expression instantly became dispirited. His eyes were filled with despair. He groaned and no longer spoke.

"Crack!"

Another sound rang out. This time, it was the masked man's leg bones. From his ankle to the base of his leg, it was completely shattered.

Hearing the cracking sound, the villagers were very frightened. Their eyelids and mouths twitched, but no one came out to stop him. Some people's eyes were filled with endless hatred.

"Crack!"

The masked man clenched his teeth and unexpectedly didn't scream. This was very rare.

"Kill me, I will wait for you below." The masked man said in a heavy voice. His forehead was full of cold sweat.

"You will undoubtedly die today, but I will not accompany you." Zi Chen's expression was cold. This kind of scum should be killed hundreds of times, saved, and then killed again.

"You have killed so many people. If you die so easily, it will be the greatest injustice to you. So, I want to be fair."

Zi Chen's eyes flashed coldly. He turned to look at the frightened and angry villagers and said, "This man has killed people like flies. He has already massacred a few villages. The elderly and children were not spared. Now, it's time for you to take revenge."

Zi Chen originally thought that these villagers were cowards and was about to say a few more words. However, he never expected that as soon as he finished speaking, the villagers would gather with a clatter. In their hands were hoes, shovels, carrying poles, and all kinds of weapons.

"Young hero, we, Qingshui Village, are grateful to you."

An old man with a carrying pole in his hand said gratefully to Zi Chen. But he turned around and hit the masked man's head.

Zi Chen's heart skipped a beat. Fortunately, the masked man was in the Xiantian Realm before, so his body was very strong. One hit from the pole was fine. If it was an ordinary person, he would probably be dead.

"Young hero, you are the savior of our village."

An old man knelt down in front of Zi Chen. Previously, Zi Chen saw that this old man's body was trembling, but his attacks were ruthless and were full of dirty tricks.

"Uncle, you can't do this." Zi Chen hurriedly helped the old man up.

The masked man was a tough man. But facing the attacks of so many villagers and the women who were stabbing him with needles, the tough man couldn't take it anymore. He screamed and begged. His voice was so miserable that it was comparable to the villagers' cries for help.

"You want to die? It's not that easy, you demon." The woman who was saved by Zi Chen said coldly with a face full of blood.

The baby in his arms had already woken up, and there was a sweet smile on its face as it looked at the masked man. Its smile was very pure and innocent. At this moment, a thick needle that was as long as a finger pierced into the masked man's body, completely disappearing.

"This …!"

Zi Chen, who was at the side, was speechless. His mouth twitched as he saw the needle piercing in and out of the masked man's body.

"Young hero, thank you so much. You saved our Qingshui Village."

A butcher who was holding a butcher's knife came forward and thanked Lin Fan respectfully. His eyes were full of admiration. Zi Chen clearly saw the butcher's knife chopping off the masked man's arm as if he was chopping ribs. Then, the butcher's knife was snatched away by a scholar-looking man. The scholar-looking man's strength wasn't any weaker than the butcher's.

Screams like pigs being slaughtered could be heard.

Zi Chen's forehead was covered in sweat. These villagers who came to thank him seemed harmless, but their attacks were more ruthless than Zi Chen's.