Destined Martial God

A bloodthirsty physique had an effect on one's fighting prowess!    

As the number of people killed increased, the red glow from his Bloodthirsty constitution also became more and more vivid.    

Furthermore, the slaughter energy on Wu Zhengjun's body was also getting thicker and thicker, and it seemed like it was going to materialize at any moment.    

Seeing this situation, Yu Haoran couldn't help but feel joy in his heart.    

In his previous life, he had once obtained a secret technique from the hands of a demonic expert. It was a secret technique that could use the aura of slaughter to increase his strength.    

As long as the slaughter energy on Wu Zhengjun's body materialized, he would be able to pass down this secret technique to Wu Zhengjun, allowing him to have a method or trump card that could increase his strength.    

As for the true power of the secret technique, Yu Haoran was not clear about it.    

This was because in his previous life, after he had killed so many experts, the aura of slaughter on his body did not show any signs of materialization.    

"Damn it!"    

Seeing more and more disciples being easily killed by Wu Zhengjun, Zhao Cong's face grew uglier and uglier.    

When there was less than half of the crowd left, he could not help but curse.    

The reason why he had used the Blue Moon Secret Realm to arrange a killing trap for Yu Haoran was entirely because of him.    

To succeed in the final layout, two conditions must be met.    

The first condition was that Yu Haoran must have enough treasures on him to attract countless people's greed.    

On this point, the storage instrument s that had been in Zhi Fafeng's collection for close to a thousand years could completely satisfy this condition.    

The second condition was Yu Haoran's strength.    

With the strength that Yu Haoran possessed, he had to let everyone think that they had the chance to snatch the storage instrument away, so they would choose to take action, and only then would they choose to fight with their lives on the line.    

Regarding the second condition, although he did not send anyone to carry out a special investigation, but after comparing it with the sect master's and his disciples who were extremely talented and talented, he finally found out that Yu Haoran's cultivation was only at the peak of the third stage of the warrior.    

As for Wu Zhengjun, whose talent and potential were slightly lower, even if he had a special physique, his cultivation would definitely not surpass Yu Haoran's.    

It was because of these two conditions that he finally decided to set up a killing trap for Yu Haoran that he believed to be foolproof.    

But the truth!    

The Yu Haoran who was more outstanding in terms of talent, potential, comprehension and perseverance had not made his move yet. Just Wu Zhengjun alone was enough to easily slaughter everyone.    

Raising his head to take a look, he realized that Wu Zhengjun was excitedly slaughtering his own subordinates. Yu Haoran and Gongsun Yiming was currently focused on watching Wu Zhengjun's battle, so he started to quietly leave the scene.    

As long as he could escape from the scene, he would definitely find the strongest experts in the sect master's group and reformulate his plan for Yu Haoran.    

However, just as he retreated less than three meters, an azure figure instantly appeared behind him.    

"Zhao Cong, the battle isn't over. Why are you in such a hurry to leave!?" With a playful smile on his face, Yu Haoran teased.    

"Senior brother Yu, all faults are junior brother's. Please be magnanimous and let junior brother go. I will definitely remember today's kindness. In the future, I will definitely repay it tenfold, a hundredfold!"    

A person who was good at using tricks would normally have outstanding eloquence, and Zhao Cong was the same.    

A low voice, a bitter self-reproach, in the face of Zhao Cong's request, ordinary people would definitely soften their heart.    

However, the person Zhao Cong was facing, was someone who was even more adept at stratagem, more eloquent, and had exceptionally sharp eyes.    

Therefore, in the face of Zhao Cong's request, Yu Haoran merely laughed softly and then silently continued to observe Wu Zhengjun.    

However, when he saw that Zhao Cong still had a trace of thoughts of wanting to make a move, he sneered and threatened.    

"If you dare take another reckless step, I'll kill you!"    

After hearing Yu Haoran's threat, Zhao Cong immediately stood there obediently, and accompanied Yu Haoran to watch the slaughter.    

As he slaughtered more and more, the slaughter energy on Wu Zhengjun's body became thicker and thicker. Under the stimulation of the large amount of fresh blood, his bloodthirsty physique also accelerated.    

Through the red light that was being emitted from Wu Zhengjun's body, Yu Haoran felt that the degree of activation of his bloodthirsty physique had already exceeded 70%.    

At the same time, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he vaguely saw a very gentle looking old man wearing a long red robe on top of Wu Zhengjun's head.    

Considering that the Tower Spirit's divine sense was suppressed by the secret realm and he couldn't use it to check, he temporarily suppressed the questions in his heart and didn't seek confirmation from the Tower Spirit.    

With the increase in the slaughter energy, as well as the continuous activation of the bloodthirsty physique, not only did Wu Zhengjun become more and more powerful when using martial skills, his attacking speed also became faster and faster.    

In less than three minutes, out of the remaining fifty or so disciples present, there were only seven!    

The remaining seven not only had a peak warrior of the ninth rank cultivation base, they were also very good at speed. They also knew how to combine their attacks, which allowed them to last until the end.    

Yu Haoran frowned slightly, he knew that he had to take action now!    

Because, from the battle just now, the seven people could already see Wu Zhengjun's disadvantage.    

At the same time, they also started to use their speed to harass Wu Zhengjun. Not only did they make his attacks miss, they also wasted their elemental energy.    

"Go rest first!" forcefully ordered as he appeared beside Wu Zhengjun in a flash.    

"En!" Unreconciled, Wu Zhengjun glanced at the seven opponents that he was unable to attack with his speed and retreated to Zhao Cong's side, then looked at him with a face full of killing intent.    

At the same time, he secretly decided that in the following period of time, he would cultivate martial skills with all his strength to make up for his disadvantage.    

"Humph!"    

Looking at the seven people who were using the art of joint attacks to increase their speed, Yu Haoran could not help but sneer.    

Afterward, he didn't use either the Savage Bull Fist or the Light Wind Palm. He only used the Wind Walk to reach the peak of the Mastery Stage, and then combined it with the basic Fist Art, he used only seven punches to take care of those seven warriors who were already at the peak of the ninth stage.    

Seeing Yu Haoran, who had killed his own subordinate with far more ease than him, although Zhao Cong had long guessed it, but he was still very surprised to see Yu Haoran's true abilities.    

At the same time, he had a feeling that it was not a good thing for Zhao Xinyu to go against him at every turn. It was possible that Zhao Xinyu, Zhao Ji, or even the entire Zhao Clan would be destroyed by Yu Haoran.    

"Do you have any last words?" Returning to Zhao Cong's side, Yu Haoran asked coldly.    

"Senior Brother Yu, three important pieces of information were needed to exchange for my, Zhao Cong's, life. How about it?" Facing Yu Haoran's cold and detached judgement, although Zhao Cong was somewhat afraid, he was not panicked at all.    

Because he was confident enough to ask Yu Haoran to let him go.