Deserted city.
The morning sun is bright and the blood is dazzling.
Wushuang's sword passed by, and his throat was sealed with one sword. Qianye Xingfeng's figure fell down, and all his aura disappeared.
"Xingfeng!"
Not far away, Qianye Buyu, who witnessed this scene with his own eyes, rushed forward quickly with eyes split open.
"careful!"
Behind, Qianye Zhenyang and Qianye Bailian saw this, their expressions changed, and they hurriedly reminded them.
pity.
It's too late.
Because of Qianye Xingfeng's death, Qianye Buyu lost his cool and rushed forward with a furious look on his face, slashing down with his heavy sword, which was extremely powerful.
only.
In a battle between warriors, once you lose your cool, it means a flaw!
Perhaps, some flaws are difficult to detect in the eyes of others, but Li Qingzhi is different.
When it comes to observation ability, the Li family's genius is no less impressive than Elder Hongni of Peach Blossom Island.
so.
The moment when Chiba Fuyu lost his mind and rushed madly.
The outcome is determined.
The moment the heavy sword came and fell, the afterimage disappeared.
Behind him, afterimages gathered together, and Li Qingzhi's figure appeared out of thin air, with the unparalleled sword in his hand penetrating straight into the former's back heart.
"ah!"
A piercing scream sounded, and Qianye Buyu staggered a few steps, looking at the sword edge protruding from his chest, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Buyu!"
Qianye Zhenyang and Qianye Bailian came over and jointly attacked Li Qingzhi.
"Uh-huh!"
Li Qingzhi drew his sword, blocked the two men's attacks with his sword, and immediately stepped out of the battle.
Under the morning sun, the cold wind was biting, Qianye Buyu staggered to steady his body, blood dripped from his heart, and the vitality in his body quickly faded.
"Xingfeng, I'm here to accompany you!"
Qianye Buyu looked at the fellow practitioners not far away, took two steps forward, and then fell down.
Their twitching bodies were stained with blood, less than three steps apart, and their eyes gradually lost their luster. They walked together in the underworld and were no longer alone.
He has been competitive all his life, entered the five realms, set foot in the Central Plains, and caused countless killings. After experiencing a disastrous defeat, he returned to Yingzhou and survived for a hundred years. Today, everything ends, ashes return to ashes, earth returns to earth.
"Make the wind and spread the rain!"
Chiba Mao and Chiba Bailian looked at the two people lying in a pool of blood, their expressions became extremely ugly.
Even though Xingfeng Buyu is not a real member of the Chiba tribe, Chiba Mao and others have already accepted them in their hearts after a hundred years of getting along with them.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the two of them were killed by a Central Plains man in Qianye City.
Chiba Mao and others, who had been proud for hundreds of years, found it difficult to accept this fact.
Even though Yingzhou suffered a disastrous defeat at the Central Plains a hundred years ago, the scene was not like what it is today, which shocked Chiba Mao and others even more.
Deep in the deserted city.
The last two old monsters who had not come out were also shocked by the scene in front of them and could not speak.
If Yingzhou was defeated miserably by the Central Plains a hundred years ago because the time and place were not on Yingzhou's side, then today, Xingfeng and Buyu were killed in Qianye City, and in front of them, they were killed. There is really no reason for it to be unacceptable.
In the deserted city, the morning sun was shining brightly, but it could not warm my body, which was gradually getting cold due to the wind and heavy rain.
In front of him, Li Qingzhi stood with a sword in his hand. His aura was surging and powerful, and his sword intent shrouded him like a sword immortal banished to the mortal world, invincible.
The secret techniques of Taoism and the Futian Fighting Technique have completely made up for the only gap in cultivation among the Li family's unparalleled geniuses. At this moment, there are no more flaws.
With the same cultivation level and the same realm, no one can rival the Li family's unparalleled genius.
The Qianye clan, which has been arrogant for hundreds of years, was completely cornered by the Li family's most talented person today.
"Roar!"
at this time.
In the deepest part of the deserted city, a terrifying roar suddenly came out, shaking the earth and shaking the earth. The frightening pressure was filled with madness, as if an ancient beast that had been sleeping for many years woke up, its breath violent and greedy.
"Oops!"
During the battle, Chiba Mao and Chiba Bailian had feelings, and their expressions changed.
It is the will of God of disaster.
The soul of the God of Disaster has awakened!
"Zhenyang, Bailian, come back quickly!"
Deep in the deserted city, two frightened voices came out, urging urgently.
Chiba Mao and Chiba Bailian came to their senses and did not dare to fight anymore. Their figures passed by and rushed towards the depths of Chiba City.
Unexpectedly, the God of Disaster would wake up at this time.
Behind him, Li Qingzhi narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this, and followed him step by step.
The god of disaster, Yaqi.
He wanted to see what kind of existence this legendary God of Disaster was in Yingzhou.
In the deserted city, the will of the God of Disaster awakened.
Thousands of miles away.
Qingping Dazezhong.
Li Ziye, who had just entered the swamp, seemed to feel something and his body shook violently.
This breath!
However, around Qingping Daze, on the originally calm water surface, fog suddenly formed, blocking all sight.
"what happened?"
Outside Qingping Daze, Hua Fengdu and Bai Wangyu looked at the changes in the swamp in front of them, their expressions were startled.
"Young Master!"
Hua Feng came back to his senses and immediately wanted to enter.
"Mr. Flower!"
On the side, Bai Wangyu reached out to hold him, looked forward, and said with a heavy expression, "Don't be impulsive. If you go in now, it won't help. We have to trust him."
Hua Feng was shocked and looked at Daze in front of him, with a look of worry on his face.
Young Master, please don’t let anything happen!
Otherwise, when the poster comes back, he will not be able to explain.
"Roar!"
At this moment, in the deepest part of Qingping Daze, a beast roar sounded, faintly visible, echoing between heaven and earth.
Li Ziye hugged the White Moon Stone tightly and looked around, a look of caution on his face.
What is this sound?
Hallucination?
It should be that there is no roar coming from this barren mountain.
Li Ziye's courage is sometimes not very courageous.
I will be afraid, and I will be afraid of death.
In this strange world, there are no masters like Little Red Riding Hood and others to accompany him. If he says he is not afraid, it would be a lie. However, Li Ziye knows in his heart that since he has come in, he must not leave empty-handed.
Thinking of this, Li Ziye suppressed the waves in his heart and continued to move forward.
God of trouble, it’s your uncle’s fault, I’m not afraid of you!
Li Ziye kept cheering himself up.
"Roar!"
Deep in the Qingping Daze, roars echoed continuously, like a ferocious beast that had just woken up and wanted to choose people to devour.
"Again!"
When Li Ziye heard the roar, he stopped and shouted angrily, "I call you uncle, come if you have the ability!"
"Roar!"
As if in response to Li Ziye's provocation, an even more terrifying roar came from the depths of Qingping Daze, shaking the heaven and earth.
Li Ziye was startled and immediately frightened in his heart. On the surface, he still did not show any weakness. He raised his neck, raised his head, held his head high and held his chest high. His momentum was not lost at all. He stretched out his fingers and combined the Yiyang Finger with the Lion's Roar Skill. Two become one, shouting loudly:
"You, come here!"
Deep in Qingping Daze, where Li Ziye couldn't see.
In the void.
The fog stirred, and a pair of huge eyes appeared, cold and deep, staring greedily at the young man in the thick fog.
