Chapter 2253 Cruel

"Why, don't you want to continue?"

When Qing Ming looked around, an indifferent face appeared in his eyes, and the other party's eyes happened to fall on him, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

It was a young man in white clothes, exuding a transcendent aura, overlooking everything like the master of heaven and earth.

"Yu Wenxian!" Qing Ming gritted his teeth, and the veins on his forehead were about to burst.

Qing Ming's eyes moved away from Yu Wenxian and fell on the three monks kneeling at Yu Wenxian's feet. Several corpses fell beside them. The death state was so miserable that people couldn't bear to look at it.

Qing Ming's face was ashen and his body was shaking violently. He wanted to eat Yu Wenxian alive immediately and cut him into pieces.

"Failed again, Zizhen!" Yu Wenxian chuckled and shook his head lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a subordinate next to him suddenly raised his long knife and chopped off one of the three kneeling monks with one blow. Blood spattered and the body was cut into two, with internal organs scattered all over the floor.

"Bastard!" Qing Ming was furious, roaring at the top of his lungs, his eyeballs seemed to burst out.

"The game continues." Yu Wenxian seemed to have not seen Qing Ming's anger at all, and said calmly: "You should be more careful, you still have two chances now!"

Qing Ming looked at Yu Wenxian with splitting eyes. His body was shaky and even standing was a problem. How could he get the qualification order?

Even the furthest he had walked at his peak, he was still thirty feet away from the strange tree.

That strange tree is really terrifying. Let alone those in the Heavenly God Realm, even the Ancient God Realm may not be able to get close to it.

"Yu Wenxian, you can only kill with a nod, you don't need to torture people like this." Not far away, Jianzi finally couldn't help but said, his brows were furrowed, and now he was very unhappy with Yu Wenxian's cruelty.

However, it was not easy for Jianzi to get involved. Of course he wanted to seek revenge on Yu Wenxian, but not now.

There are not only him and Yu Wenxian here, but also ten other genius-level figures, and those people are all on Yu Wenxian's side.

If he really wants to take action, even if he joins forces with Long Feiyu, he may not be able to get any benefits.

More importantly, he didn't want his Tianlan Sect members to be threatened by Yu Wenxian, who was capable of using any means.

"You should experience all kinds of fun in life, right?" Yu Wenxian glanced at Jianzi, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he grinned.

The reason why he tortured the people of Youyun Mansion was not just because of Xiao Fan, but because he specifically sought out the monks of Youyun Mansion to vent his anger.

On the other hand, he was also demonstrating to Long Feiyu and Jianzi that anyone who offended him would not end well.

Jianzi looked indifferent, and there was nothing he could do about it. If he was fighting alone, he would not be afraid of Yu Wenxian, but he would not put his own people in danger for unrelated people like Youyun Mansion.

Similarly, this is also the reason why Long Feiyu has not spoken. He knows very well that if he speaks, Yu Wenxian will only deal with the people of Youyun Mansion more brutally, which will harm Qing Ming and the others.

"Yu Wenxian has lost his status as the leader of the top ten geniuses. Such methods are too cruel!"

"Yu Wenxian is not generally vicious. He cannot destroy other qualification orders, but he deliberately angers the strange tree so that no one else can get it."

"There is nothing we can do about it. Yu Wenxian teamed up with Fairy Yuening, Liu Kuangsheng and Ji Chuan, the three great geniuses, plus Yu Wenhou. They are among the top ten geniuses, with five of them. How can we be theirs? opponent?"

"Who says otherwise? Even if the brothers Long Feiyu and Long Ziyan intend to join forces with Jianzi, there are only three of them. As for us people, they will not take them seriously."

The crowd whispered that they were dissatisfied with Yu Wenxian's methods, but there was nothing they could do about it.

Everyone sympathizes with Qing Ming and the others, but in this world, sympathy cannot be overflowing. Even if they say a word for Qing Ming at this time, they will probably offend Yu Wenxian and impair the forces they belong to.

"Qing Ming, don't worry about us!" Mo Lin's weak voice sounded.

He was kneeling on the ground, with two shocking sword marks on his chest that were bleeding all the time, but his eyes were still clear and clear, without any fear.

puff!

A flash of blood flashed, and one of Mo Lin's arms fell down. The blood flowed violently, and he grimaced in pain, but he didn't even grunt.

"Yu Wenxian, you must die a good death!" Qing Ming roared. At this moment, he felt so powerless and even a little desperate.

Originally, he thought that he had reached the top of Wushen Peak and had a great chance of obtaining a qualification order, but he did not expect such a result.

Yu Wenxian looked at Qing Ming playfully, smiled instead of getting angry and said, "It takes only half a cup of tea very quickly."

Qing Ming was trembling all over. If he didn't get the qualification life card in half a cup of tea, Yu Wenxian would kill another person. He was forcing himself to die.

However, Qing Ming couldn't refuse. As the young master of Youyun Mansion, he had a heavy responsibility. How could he watch the monks of Youyun Mansion being killed?

Even if he doesn't die, Yu Wenxian will definitely take action against him. Now, he still has a glimmer of hope. As long as he gets the qualification order, Mo Lin and another Youyun Mansion monk can survive.

Qing Ming raised his body with difficulty and staggered towards the strange tree. At the same time, the branches and leaves of the strange tree began to sway. It was so beautiful, but it gave people a feeling of extreme despair.

"Qingming!" The tears flowing in Fairy Yurou's eyes trembled, but unfortunately tears are so pale and powerless in this world.

Although she and Qing Ming are the top geniuses in Youyun Mansion, compared with people like Yu Wenxian, they are still far behind, and they can only look up to them.

Qing Ming stuffed a pill into his mouth, and every step he took was very difficult. He knew that he would not get the qualification order if he went up, and he would just die, but he could only grit his teeth and go up.

boom! A whip shadow flashed, and Qing Ming's body was whipped away by the branches and leaves of the strange tree. There was another whip mark on his body that was deep enough to see the bones. His whole body flew out and hit the ground heavily.

Many people in the crowd had extremely unbearable looks in their eyes and had no choice but to close their eyes.

However, some of them had expressions of indifference on their faces, or even worse, as if they wished Qing Ming would die, smiling indifferently.

Qing Ming spit out several mouthfuls of blood, stood up again, and continued moving forward.

boom! There was another whip shadow, this time it hit him directly in the face. His facial bones were shattered, blood flew everywhere, and he slid ten feet away before stopping.

Qing Ming crawled several times, but could no longer maintain his balance.

"No, no!" Fairy Yurou's head was shaking like a rattle, and her heart felt like needles pricking her, causing extreme pain.

Although Long Feiyu, Jianzi and others were unmoved on the surface, their hearts were extremely gloomy, and they clenched their hands in their sleeves.

Qing Ming's strength may not be in their eyes, but his perseverance is imprinted deep in their souls.

"It's time for half a cup of tea!" Yu Wenxian's voice suddenly sounded. His voice was like a death charm in Qing Ming's ears.

"No!" Qing Ming screamed with all his strength, but still could not prevent the death of the monk from Youyun Mansion.

With the sword in hand, this was already the eighth person to die in Youyun Mansion.

"Ant!" Yu Wenxian spat out two words indifferently, and suddenly smiled: "Qing Ming, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. As long as you kill him, I will spare your life. How about it?"

Qing Ming struggled to hold up his body with his sword, staring at Yu Wenxian with his scarlet eyes like a bloodthirsty beast. "Kill me!" Mo Lin spat out a sentence coldly, without any emotion or fear of death.