The Devil's Tribulation

Nanzhou Holy Flame Island, in the Holy Flame Realm.

After a few hours, Pan Chengfeng's escape technique began to slow down, and the more than one hundred Nanzhou monks who were chasing him immediately felt it.

Gui Yiming shouted, "This kid is injured. He used powerful magic before, and now his magic power must be insufficient. Let's work harder!"

Thinking that after killing Pan Chengfeng, they would not only become famous but also get a lot of spirit stones, all the cultivators in Nanzhou were like being injected with chicken blood, and they increased their speed of escape.

Pan Chengfeng sensed the situation of the cultivators behind him and smiled slightly, "A bunch of idiots! I was just afraid you'd lose me. Do you really think my mana bar is at the bottom?"

Rolling his eyes, Pan Chengfeng chuckled, "If that's the case, then I'll act a little more convincing and give you another big one later!"

Flying a kite was something Pan Chengfeng had done in online games in his previous life, but he was clumsy and not good at operating the game, so he rarely succeeded in flying a kite.

But in this life, he is a genius, so he still has to operate in a practical way, and not be too crazy with the kite~

Pan Chengfeng simply stopped his escape and landed on the ground, then started running on his feet.

When running on the ground, his speed is far inferior to that of escape techniques, but he can use the terrain to hide his body.

The monks chasing him in the sky were afraid of losing him, so they had to lower their altitude to chase him.

Seeing Pan Chengfeng fall to the ground, Gui Yiming was delighted and said, "This kid is finally out of magic power!"

Not only Gui Yiming thought so, most people thought so, and they all sped up their escape techniques, fearing that if they were too late, their heads would be taken away by others.

The monk slowly approached to within a thousand meters and began to use magic to attack Pan Chengfeng.

Pan Chengfeng dodged left and right, and in order to avoid the magic, his speed naturally slowed down.

Seeing the Nanzhou cultivators approaching within 500 meters, and only about 700 to 800 meters above, Pan Chengfeng suddenly turned around and laughed heartily, "A bunch of idiots! Take this!"

Suddenly, more than a hundred thunderballs rose from the ground. These were buried by Pan Chengfeng along the way.

Pan Chengfeng is very familiar with laying mines underground, and he has used it many times without fail.

When the thunderball rose to mid-air, the monks realized they had been tricked. Just as they were about to increase their altitude, the thunderball exploded.

After a roar, another thirty or forty people fell from the sky. Pan Chengfeng turned around, launched a thunder attack, and rushed towards the falling monks.

Before the smoke and dust cleared, Gui Yiming heard a series of screams from the ground.

Gui Yiming said in a trembling voice: "He is not a human! He is a devil!!"

After a while, the smoke and dust dissipated.

There were forty headless corpses on the ground, and a young man covered in blood.

The young man smiled slightly and made a gesture of wiping his neck towards Gui Yiming.

Gui Yiming was startled and fled without saying a word.

Pan Chengfeng's thunder ball compressed his magic power ten times. If these Void-Refining cultivators were to face it head-on, they would definitely not end up well.

Even if it's not focused directly, if the distance is too close, the magic power will be disrupted by the shock.

There were more than sixty monks left. When they saw Gui Yiming running away, they all followed Gui Yiming without thinking.

Pan Chengfeng chuckled and said, "Run? I said, you all must die today!"

Pan Chengfeng rode on the light of escape and activated the thunder escape technique. The huge sound made his eardrums hurt.

Gui Yiming looked back and was shocked.

Dozens of monks were flying behind him. Did they want to catch them all in one fell swoop?

Gui Yiming shouted, "Everyone, scatter and run! Go find Senior Brother Nangong! Only Senior Brother Nangong can handle this brat!"

But no one listened to him. If he left the group at this time, wouldn't that be courting death?

Upon hearing this, Pan Chengfeng chuckled, "Nangong Tian? Even if he came today, you'd all die!!"

Before, Pan Chengfeng had kept them away for most of the day just to consume their magic power.

When the escape technique is fully activated, the mana will be consumed very quickly.

Now if they want to run at full speed, they will definitely not be able to maintain their magic power!

Pan Chengfeng's mana is dozens of times greater than theirs. Even if he uses Thunder Escape, his mana consumption will not be faster than theirs.

After only a quarter of an hour of chasing, some people's magic power could no longer hold on.

Pan Chengfeng caught up with the man and punched him, knocking him flying. Then he used his dragon-catching hand to suck him back, broke his neck, and smashed his head.

One after another, more than twenty people were killed soon.

Pan Chengfeng's whole body was stained red with the blood of the monks, and the monks flying in front were all terrified.

There were also those who were not afraid of death, so they simply gave up running away and turned around to fight Pan Chengfeng to the death.

However, their magic power had long been exhausted, and they could not use any powerful spells at all. Pan Chengfeng simply used a palm thunder to electrocute them.

Then he pinched my neck and patted my head.

There were only a dozen or so monks left. Gui Yiming shouted with red eyes, "Scatter! Scatter! Do you all want to die?!"

The remaining dozen or so people were the strongest among this group of monks. When they heard Gui Yiming shouting for everyone to disperse again, some of them finally gritted their teeth and fled separately.

Could Pan Chengfeng let him escape? He activated his Thunder Escape Technique to its full potential and immediately caught up with the fleeing cultivator.

When he chased the man to a hundred meters, he used a palm thunder to electrocute him, and then pinched his neck and slapped his head.

I've done this movement so many times that I can now do it in one go.

Seeing those who fled separately, they immediately became Pan Chengfeng's target, and the remaining people no longer dared to separate.

Kei Yiming closed his eyes and said, "Die, die, all of you die! A bunch of idiots!!"

Pan Chengfeng laughed wildly and said, "Southern Continent cultivators, people from the Purple Gold Palace? Aren't they awesome? I'm going to kill them all one by one!"

Gui Yiming's escape light stopped, he turned around and looked at Pan Chengfeng and roared: "Pan Chengfeng! You must not..."

Before he could finish his words, with a "Puff" sound, a punch went straight through Kei Yiming's heart.

Pan Chengfeng pierced Gui Yiming's chest with one hand, pinching his heart. He leaned his head against the dying Gui Yiming's ear and said coldly, "Curse me? Have you Nanzhou monks killed enough people?"

After saying that, he crushed Gui Yiming's heart, swung his right fist and smashed Gui Yiming's head, and blood and brain matter sprayed all over Pan Chengfeng's face.

Seeing that Gui Yiming was dead, the remaining ten or so monks did not run away, but rushed towards Pan Chengfeng desperately.

Pan Chengfeng sensed the violent fluctuations of mana in their bodies and sneered, "Self-destruction? You should have done this long ago, why would you still do this?"

Pan Chengfeng formed a seal with one hand and launched a thunder attack.

Ten punches hit the qi sea of ​​ten cultivators, and the magic power they had just condensed was directly dispersed by Pan Chengfeng's punch, and they couldn't even self-destruct.

After dealing with the last few monks, Pan Chengfeng took a deep breath, then closed his eyes and adjusted his mind.

Half an hour later, Pan Chengfeng opened his eyes and activated the body cleansing technique, and the blood stains on his body were immediately cleaned up.

Pan Chengfeng looked at the headless corpses along the way and said calmly: "Heaven is ruthless, and human life is as precious as a dog. Since you have chosen the path of cultivating immortals, don't blame me for being ruthless."

When Pan Chengfeng killed people before, he could have avoided the bloodstains, but in order to scare these people, he deliberately got himself covered in blood.

Otherwise, if the remaining dozens of people rose up to resist, he might not be able to kill them all.

It has been many years since Pan Chengfeng killed so many people at once.

I remember the last time was in the Bone Realm decades ago, but that time he also used magic to kill people.

I have never killed them one by one with my fists like this before.

However, when he thought about what these people had done to Ye Qinqin, Pan Chengfeng's psychological burden was suddenly reduced a lot.

After taking a few deep breaths, Pan Chengfeng chuckled and said, "Hurry up and collect the spoils. Senior Sister Ye and Chen Jie are still waiting for me~~"