"After death, I don't care about you, and I shouldn't care about you, but your heart is too cruel."
"With you in the world, there will be more harm. My last earthly thing is to take you on the road."
Yang Qingshan's hollow voice was also a bit hoarse, mixed with the echoes of the spells he drank before, and it was endless.
Yang Xiayuan's originally round eyes were bulging, as if they were about to burst out at the next moment.
The Bone Sword approached his heart in an instant. Yang Qingshan was too tyrannical!
As soon as Yang Qingshan took action, he directly and neatly suppressed the Yiyang Yin Corpse, and then dealt with Yang Xiayuan.
The Yiyang Yin Corpse has no resistance at all, and Yang Xiayuan would find it even more difficult to resist.
The bone sword was about to pierce Yang Xiayuan's heart.
Yang Xiayuan's body suddenly twisted hard to the side, and he clenched the Maotao Sword with both hands and tried his best to release his strength to the side!
Although he couldn't push Yang Qingshan away by releasing his force, he still moved him a little, and then his hand suddenly loosened!
"Chi!" With a sound, the Maotao Sword that Yang Qingshan stepped on penetrated directly from Yang Xiayuan's shoulder.
Yang Xiayuan let out a shrill scream, and his entire face became painful and ferocious.
But because of this, the sword that Yang Qingshan bent down to stab him did not hit the center of his heart!
The moment Yang Xiayuan let go of Maotao Sword, he screamed, and slapped Yang Qingshan's shoulder with both hands!
Yang Qingshan's entire body was ejected directly! "Boom!" With a sound, it hit a row of trees in the distance, and the bone sword flew out of his hand.
At this time, half of Yang Xiayuan's body was infected with blood. What was even more frightening was that the Maotao sword that had pierced his shoulder directly sank into the hilt, and even black air was sizzling from it, which seemed to frighten Yang. Xiayuan's body became sluggish.
I feel so chilled in my heart, I'm afraid this is the effect of the Patricide Curse!
Yang Xiayuan was really cruel. He could still stand despite such injuries.
"Pfft!" With a sound, Yang Xiayuan pulled hard from his shoulder, and the Maotao Sword was pulled out directly!
The blood soon stopped flowing downwards...
The surrounding airflow seemed to become thicker, but in the next moment, Yang Xiayuan's expression changed again.
He stared at me and asked in a hoarse voice, "What did you do to this place?!"
I didn't realize what Yang Xiayuan meant for a while.
The next moment, Yang Qingshan, who was knocked away, rushed back.
His speed was too fast, and the bone sword that had just been thrown away had already returned to his hand.
With this sword, he slashed directly at Yang Xiayuan's face.
Yang Xiayuan was injured on his left shoulder. He stopped looking at me and waved the Maotao Sword in his right hand in the direction of Yang Qingshan.
His voice was full of murderous intent.
"Today I will point my sword at the heaven, and the twenty-four mountains will be the Holy Spirit!" "I will light up the sky, light up the earth, and make everyone live forever! I will light up the corpses and scatter their souls!"
Yang Xiayuan is good at Taoism. The last time he used the Five Spirits Suppressing Curse to suppress Yang Qingshan.
With Yang Xiayuan's character, his Taoism may not be too weak!
This sword combined with the final sentence of the curse to disperse the corpse's soul is its core! Yang Qingshan killed him without leaving any room, and he wanted to destroy Yang Qingshan's soul without leaving any room!
As the old saying goes, "Tiger poison cannot eat its seeds!"
But I thought of another sentence, "People are too poisonous to be kissed!".
Yang Qingshan's behavior was to kill relatives for the sake of justice, but Yang Xiayuan was purely for his own selfish desires, including the grandchildren and heirs he had died over the years, weren't they all used to prevent himself from retribution?
The moment I was thinking, Yang Xiayuan's sword had already touched Yang Qingshan's sword!
After the sword tip collided, it flew away in an instant.
Seeing the two of them about to stab each other, Yang Xiayuan actually had no intention of dodging. Was he going to trade injuries and lives with Yang Qingshan?
But I can't understand it. Yang Qingshan is a corpse and Yang Xiayuan is a human being. No matter how they are replaced, Yang Xiayuan will definitely not be able to replace Yang Qingshan!
In an instant, I concluded that there must be something wrong with this sword, and it might really be able to disperse the soul.
Just when I was about to remind Yang Qingshan, Yang Qingshan suddenly stopped. He drew his sword and returned, clearly not intending to fight to the death with Yang Xiayuan!
Yang Xiayuan squinted his eyes slightly and drew back his sword. At the same time, he patted his waist and what fell into his hand were five-color stones.
"Blue stone is placed in the northeast, red stone is placed in the southeast, white stone is placed in the southwest, black stone is placed in the northwest, and yellow stone is placed in the cave."
"The curse says: Five stars and eight places, God bless you!"
"The Sui star is on the left, Taibai is on the right. Yinghuo is in front, and the Chenxing is behind. The stars guard the center to avoid disaster."
"Monstrous catastrophes, five-star photography. The dead are in peace, and the living are blessed with longevity! Urgency is like a law!"
The moment Yang Xiayuan finished speaking, the five-colored stones flew out with his hand.
Falling to the ground with a soft thud, the four green, red, white and black stones landed around Yang Qingshan. The yellow stone hit him firmly on the forehead!
The speed of both of them is not slow, and there is no negligence on the part of Yang Qingshan.
It can only be seen that Yang Xiayuan is also strong! His tyranny may rival that of Liu Yushu.
At this moment, Yang Qingshan's body had stopped, and the yellow stone was adsorbed on his forehead. He visibly trembled several times, but still could not struggle.
"Last time, the An Wu Jing Spell couldn't suppress you. I thought about it. How can it be so simple to hold a mouthful of anger and refuse to swallow the Green Corpse Evil? I don't know when I will meet you, but I still It took the hard work of several Taoist priests to soak a few stones."
"I gave birth to you and raised you, can't I still take care of you?" Yang Xiayuan stooped a bit, but the injury on his shoulder had indeed been completely stopped from bleeding.
During this period, he didn't deal with it. I'm afraid it has something to do with the corpse blood?
But now the situation is obviously reversed, and the reversal is too fast and shocking.
One moment it was Yang Qingshan who wanted to kill his father and relatives, but now it is Yang Xiayuan who wants to kill his son!
I held my breath and stared at Yang Xiayuan.
After he said those words, he suddenly laughed. His smile was so weird. In addition to excitement, it was also mixed with other emotions that I didn't understand.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Xiayuan slowly moved towards Yang Qingshan.
A huge boulder hangs in my heart, and my muscles all over my body are tense. If Yang Qingshan doesn't have the power to counterattack...?
I am now shackled and unable to take action. I can only stare at them, thoughts racing in my mind.
At this moment, I suddenly discovered that one of the stones that fell at the foot of Yang Qingshan seemed to have signs of cracks.
Yang Xiayuan has arrived in front of Yang Qingshan.
"You want me to have a sword pierce my father's head. I can only let you try it. How does it feel? If I let you die again, my father will be heartbroken."
"But if you don't die, my father's heart will be uneasy!" Yang Xiayuan changed the topic and changed his tone to a loving father lecturing his son, but the words he spoke were extremely cruel.
I quickly looked away from the stone, and in desperation, I blurted out: "Yang Xiayuan, don't you want the Corpse Pill? If you kill him, you won't get the Corpse Pill!"
