Chapter 456 Hell
There is a very true saying in the market: there are wrong names, but there are no wrong nicknames.
However, Gu Changfeng is one of those people whose name is high-end and whose nickname is even higher-end, and both of them are correct.
The wind blows thousands of miles.
Just by hearing the name, even a fool knows that Gu Changfeng’s core is speed, very fast.
But how fast?
The leader felt his chest cave in a little, although only a little, and then he flew out.
He didn't fly for long, but stopped abruptly in mid-air, not because he wanted to stop.
Because his back was a little more concave.
Zhao Yushu blinked. Boss Gu was still standing there, but his figure seemed a little blurry. However, the leader never came down from the sky.
That's good, it's one-sided.
Zhao Yushu grinned.
However, Gu Changfeng did not laugh.
His hand holding the pipe was shaking slightly.
The brass bowl on the pipe seemed to be slightly red.
Suddenly, Gu Changfeng moved and took a step back.
The leader stopped shaking in the sky and slowly fell down.
"What a fast speed. If I take you, even the old madman won't be anything to be afraid of."
The leader tore off his almost torn black robe, revealing his golden naked upper body, which was covered with tiny pits and bumps.
And these potholes are turning red and softening, slowly flowing like gold, and repairing themselves to normal.
General Wang was unable to get up after being hit. If Boss Gu had been willing at that time, he could have hit him again and sent one of the inner guards away directly.
How many times did the leader get hit?
Is Yan Hui's invincible golden body really so domineering?
"Mr. Da's hand must be in pain."
The leader stretched out his hand and the red lotus slowly rotated. Although it was not as vigorous as before the battle with Yan Hui, it still emitted a fascinating high temperature.
Gu Changfeng took the initiative with his terrifying speed and dealt the leader at least a hundred blows in a manner that was almost invisible to the naked eye, but with every attack, the red lotus karma fire backfired on him.
His pipe was so hot that he could hardly hold it.
But his attack seemed to be ineffective.
"It's my turn."
The leader rushed forward, and over such a short distance, his speed was no different from teleportation.
Gu Changfeng could hide, and he could dodge, but if he hid, Zhao Yushu would be behind him.
The leader has planned everything out, so how could he allow the person with the fastest speed in the world to move freely?
The leader's attack method is simple and crude.
When he had a knife, he used it and killed Yan Hui with one stroke.
When he doesn't have a knife, he uses Red Lotus.
The red lotus grew bigger in the wind and smashed down from the sky like a giant hammer, and its attack range even covered Zhao Yushu and the other two.
The leader uses the heavenly treasure to directly throw at people. He is extravagant and crazy.
Although Gu Changfeng is strong, it is still a bit far-fetched for him to take on a heavenly treasure with his physical body. Besides, he has never been known for his physical strength.
With his speed, he should be able to take Zhao Yushu away by force, but he didn't dare to do so because the leader would not be unprepared.
Gu Changfeng looked at the red lotus that covered the sky with a solemn expression.
Before his death, Yan Hui forcibly stopped the fighting in Dongcheng, giving Zhu Xian a chance to catch his breath.
After the leader led Yan Hui away, the monks in the East City continued to follow Yan Hui's instructions, retreated three hundred steps away, continued to guard the city gate, and ignored the shouts and screams coming from the other three directions.
After Zhu Xianyan ordered the East City defenders not to take action, he rushed to the South City without stopping. He wanted to do his best to control the riot.
The situation in South City was worse than he thought.
The war between monks and mortals is more brutal than imagined. Low-level monks may be sniped and killed unexpectedly, but once they recover, they will let these mortals know why monks are the favorites of God.
Hundreds of Hengjiang archers were slaughtered one-sidedly the moment the monks got close. Although these strong archers were good at close combat, they were still mortals after all and only carried a dagger.
What was more serious was that only a few people took the initiative to fight against the monks, and most of the archers did not receive any orders, but faced a large group of angry monks.
The monks in Yuezhou City rushed over as soon as possible, but they were few in number and were assigned to four gates, so they could not stop the monks of the highest level or even the sixth level.
After a blood-thirsty monk from the fourth level strangled a cultivator to death, he unconsciously took a deep breath and a stream of blood was sucked into his stomach.
He felt that the fatigue from fighting for half a day seemed to have eased a lot, and the energy sea that was almost empty was actually replenished.
The monk touched his bald head, as if he had thought of something, yet seemed a little bit unbelieving.
Then he saw a staggering archer, holding his chest and coughing up blood while retreating. He must have been seriously injured accidentally.
The monk hesitated for a moment, the other party was just a mortal.
The archer also saw him, and was so scared that he quickly raised the longbow in his hand and tried to pull the bowstring.
With a bang, Gong Wei fell heavily to the ground, his internal organs were shattered, and he spat out a mouthful of blood mist, dying with his eyes open.
The monk came closer, took a deep breath, and looked puzzled.
Then he knelt down and licked the other's blood, his eyes full of disappointment.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
A terrified voice came from behind him. A monk who was only at the second level of heaven looked at him blankly as he lay on the bow guard. When he turned his head, he was completely shocked by the blood in his mouth.
"Does it have to be a monk?"
The monk wiped his mouth and walked towards the young monk.
“It turns out it really works.”
On the bluestone slab, in the light of the fire, a broken bald head opened its only remaining eye angrily, and only a thin layer of skin remained at the junction of the head and the torso.
A tall monk turned and left, his breath becoming even stronger.
Lan Ling rushed to the north gate and seemed to see hell.
There are few living people here, and those who are still alive, whether they are monks or Red Lotus monks from Yuezhou, all have bloodshot eyes.
They have all devoured the essence and blood of other monks.
After she and Sanniang took control of the situation in the city, they split their forces into two groups and headed for the West City and the North City.
North City was closer to the Holy Red Lotus Temple, and along the way, she could hear the sound of spiritual power collisions that she had never even dreamed of before.
She even saw from afar a huge foot falling from the sky, knocking something down.
No matter who is fighting, it is not a battlefield she can interfere in. She has her own things to do.
The few cultivators at the North Gate have already become a group, this is a place where poisonous insects are bred, no matter friend or foe, in the end only one person will be left.
Lan Ling was lucky. When the Red Lotus Formation was activated, she was not in the Four Cities and was not affected.
But she was also unfortunate. The battle between dozens of monks was now drawing to a close. When she arrived, a Red Lotus monk in a red robe was about to win the final victory.
No matter what his previous cultivation level was, he had now reached the sixth level.
He looked around, trying to find more prey, or food.
He should have been disappointed, but he saw Lan Ling in his eyes which had turned completely blood red.
In the distance behind Lan Ling, a huge red lotus rose out of thin air and smashed down somewhere.
Just in front of Lan Ling, a long and narrow saber fell from the air and slashed towards Lan Ling.