"Good guy, it turns out that this is the final trump card..." Yao Xinhen was a little dumbfounded when he saw this scene.
Originally, he dragged his cheap master today just to save his friend's life, but now it seems that Yang Ning doesn't seem to need him.
"Master, did you know about the existence of this person from the beginning?" Yao Xinhen recalled at this time that the old Taoist priest seemed to have paid attention to the old man behind Yang Ning from the beginning. Now it seems that the old Taoist priest must have known it from the beginning.
The old Taoist priest said nothing and stared at the sky. He seemed to be distracted from his disciple's questioning.
Yao Xinhen found that he couldn't ask anything, so he could only accept it happily.
The old Taoist priest looked at the sword intent lingering around Jian Jue's body and said, "I didn't expect that this person has already understood half of the secret. It seems that the Qushan tribe is destined to humiliate themselves today."
"Half-step secret?" Yao Xinhen was a little surprised. When a practitioner reaches a certain level of cultivation, he or she will achieve the mysteries on his or her own. To a certain extent, the mysteries allow practitioners to have combat power that is like a mantra. Especially for sword practitioners, it can increase their combat power several times.
If this old man has really understood half of the secret as the old Taoist priest said, then today's action of Qu Shanhou to destroy Qingming Town is really self-humiliating.
However, Yao Xinhen still couldn't believe that there could be practitioners who understood the secrets in Qingming Town. After all, Qingming Town was too barren.
High in the sky, Qu Shanhou looked carefully because he also felt Jian Jue's state.
Unexpectedly, Jian Jue, the supreme elder of Beixuan Sword Sect, who had not appeared for twenty years, had already understood half of the secret.
"Then let's fight." Although Qushanhou was surprised that Jianjue understood the secret, Qushanhou was not afraid at all.
Because Qu Shanhou has this capital.
After Qu Shanhou finished speaking, blood-red blood mist emerged from his body. For a moment, the whole person looked increasingly blurry.
The Blood Mist Technique displayed on Qu Shanhou was not at all like that of the Four Divine Generals, it just simply blocked the clouds and the sun.
The smell of blood filled the world, and the area within a hundred feet of Qingming Town became a sea of blood.
The blue sky and the scorching sun seemed to be completely hidden and disappeared.
The whole world seemed to be in a state of panic.
Xue Yun became the only master of the world.
Among them, the blood cloud turned into countless ferocious beasts, roaring with fangs and claws.
The people in Qingming Town who were surrounded below were completely in panic.
Although they had heard about Qu Shanhou's abnormality before, but now they saw it with their own eyes, it was something else.
It's a tremor from the soul.
Is this still something humans can do? The crowd below was full of whispers, and they were asking themselves more than once.
Qingming Town is located on the border of the Western Wilderness, surrounded by mountains, and the town is located in a low-lying area.
The sky was filled with blood mist, which was shocking and unheard of.
It was as if a giant beast was overlooking the small Qingming Town, and could swallow up this weak town at any time.
"It's so scary..." Liu Kun and the others were under the blood mist and could personally feel this depressing state. This was repression coming from the depths of his soul. Liu Kun could even feel the trembling of the soul fire within his sea of consciousness.
"Is this still manpower?" Feng Liang kept asking himself. The Feng family was in a corner, and the ancestor of the Liu family, the strongest in Qingming Town, was already an ordinary god-like existence. But today, under the blood cloud, Feng Liang finally felt To his own insignificance.
Ke Yan was so shocked that he couldn't speak. As the Purple Seal Envoy of the Lord's Mansion of Qushan City, he has seen big scenes before, but this is the first time he has seen such a cloud covering the sun.
In the past, he heard from the city lord how abnormal the blood mist method of the Qushan tribe was, but he ignored it. After all, he had never seen how abnormal it was with his own eyes, but today Ke Yan saw it and felt it personally.
The world turned into blood. The smell of blood is pungent, and it feels weird when matched with the blood floating on the ground.
Despair and fear fill people's hearts, and there is no hope in sight.
"Yang Ning, I really don't know if the help you are looking for can resist such a Qu Shanhou?" Yang Qiong finally felt his own insignificance.
A few days ago, Yang Qiong had made great progress due to the skills given by Yang Ning, and he felt that his hope of revenge was getting bigger and bigger. But seeing such power, Yang Qiong hesitated. Can this really be revenge?
Is this the power of heaven and earth at all? How can humans fight against heaven and earth? Such thoughts came to Yang Qiong's mind.
"Qu Shanhou is indeed Qu Shanhou. This Blood Mist Technique seems to have been accomplished." Jian Jian was definitely not surprised by the power that Qu Shanrong unleashed.
"Jian Jue, if you want to keep Qingming Town, it depends on whether you have the strength, haha..." In the blood mist, the arrogant laughter of Qu Shanhou could be heard, unbridled.
At this moment, Qu Shanhou was the god above Qingming Town and the master of the world.
The whole world seems to have been assimilated by the blood mist. As the sea of blood churns, the strong wind roars, and the shadows of countless ferocious beasts slowly emerge.
"Hmph, based on this, if you want to surpass me and destroy the town, you still have too much in mind." Jian Jue's voice was no less clear and loud than Qu Shanrong's.
As Jian Jue spoke, boundless sword intent erupted from his whole body, becoming the only pure land in this world.
"Borrow the sword and use it..." One sentence, like the holy words of heaven and earth, is irresistible, echoing between the blood mist and the ground, lasting for a long time.
"Huh? You, a swordsman, don't have a sword? It's so funny, haha..." The sound of ridicule filled the air from the blood mist, mocking and roaring...
In an unknown corner below, the old Taoist priest also looked a little smiling and said: "Interesting, really interesting. It's really surprising that a swordsman doesn't have a sword."
Yao Xinhen's face was filled with dark clouds, and he also felt that the old man exuding sword spirit in the sky was a bit funny. It was really unbelievable that a swordsman didn't even have a sword.
But at this moment, the Chengyi Sword lying flat beside Yang Ning turned into a rainbow and shot straight into the sky.
"Huh? What's going on?" Questions came from the blood cloud.
"That's it..." The old Taoist priest saw this scene and understood instantly.
Chengyi Sword was in Jian Jue's hand in the blink of an eye.
Jian Jue stroked the sword of his former self and said softly: "Little guy, today we can fight side by side again..."
There was deep emotion in Jian Jue's eyes, and he looked at the three-foot green blade in his hand, full of affection.
The Chengyi Sword trembled slightly, full of joy, and seemed to be responding to its former master, moaning softly.
"Okay, today you will come with me to exorcise demons and slay evil spirits..." The sword intention is like a rainbow penetrating the sun, surging and whistling...
The Chengyi Sword was unsheathed, and the gems on it glowed like the brightest star in the dark night.
"The blood mist is overwhelming, pressure me..." In the blood mist, Qu Shanhou seemed to have lost his patience. Finally he couldn't hold it in any longer. With himself as the center, he pressed down on Jian Jue under the blood mist in a condescending manner. Go down.
Hui Ni's figure emerged, standing thousands of feet above the blood mist, staring at the blood mist below, and said softly: "Yang Ning, my family is coming soon, I really hope I can stay by your side forever, but... alas... …”
Hui Ni sighed: "God, are you still so heartless..."
…
After a short period of recovery, Yang Ning, with the help of Ling Tian Jue, had recovered most of his strength and woke up.
"Hui Ni, are you calling me?" Just now, the moment Yang Ning woke up, Yang Ning felt a call rising in her heart, as if she had some realization.
"Yang Ning, you finally woke up..." Yang Qiong was a little happy. After all, with Yang Ning's strength, even a strong man in the first level of the Mountain Building Realm would be devastated on the spot. With Yang Ning in charge, Yang Qiong will feel much more at ease.
"What's going on?" Yang Ning looked up and saw the blood mist in the sky, feeling depressed.
"Marquis Qushan got into a fight with the old man behind you just now." Yang Qiong explained.
"Oh." Yang Ning didn't seem surprised, and then asked: "Yang Qiong, inform the brothers in Ningmeng to be prepared. We must break the enemy's encirclement as soon as possible and minimize casualties."
Yang Ning never thought that he was a good person who helped people in trouble, but unnecessary sacrifices could save as much as they could.
"Yes." The moment Yang Ning woke up, the despair in Yang Qiong's heart gradually weakened. Until this moment, he finally had the confidence to fight again.
Yang Ning raised his head, looked at the battle situation in the sky, and prayed in his heart, Senior Jianjue, don't let me down.
Yang Ning didn't know what Jian Jue's strength was, but he could feel that Jian Jue was definitely more than what he appeared to be. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to the depths of the Western Wilderness alone twenty years ago.
The depths of the Western Wilderness are full of legends. But Yang Ning has not forgotten the special residual picture she got when she was a child. The astonishing strength of the ancestors of the Yang family was hated deep in the Western Wilderness.
And Jian Jue's courage to go alone is definitely not as simple as it seems.
However, Yang Ning is not in the mood to explore this now, because the crisis in Qingming Town is still ongoing.
With the success of the sharp knife team, although it is not at a disadvantage now, it also has a glimmer of hope.
Soon, Liu Yan, Feng Feiyang and Feng Xinger woke up one after another, and the sharp knife team charged again.
Above the sky, the blood mist was pressing down very quickly, and it was about to collide with Jian Jue.
At this moment, Jian Jue shouted loudly, and the Chengyi Sword pointed directly at the sky, erupting with an astonishing sword rainbow, like a light that purified the world, purifying the bloody world.
"Hmph..." In the blood mist, the contemptuous voice of Qu Shanhou came.
Jian Jue did not respond, using a long sword with an air of invincibility.
"Beixuan Sword - Breaking the Sky."
The Chengyi Sword chanted softly, turned into a stunning pillar reaching the sky, and pushed up.
Huhu...
The light of the sword is as fast as lightning, and the secret of destruction seems to be invincible by all means. Wherever it passes, the heaven and earth are still clear.
The white sword light became the only pure land in the world, and with the figure of Jian Jue, it stabbed towards the blood mist.
Rumble…
It caused a ripple.
In the center of the blood mist that covered the sky and the sun, a gap appeared, revealing a little blue.
But soon, it was submerged by the sea of blood that covered the sky, and Jian Jue completely disappeared.
"Where are the people?" Yao Xinhen was stunned and exclaimed. Why was it that at the beginning, people disappeared after being beaten?
"Stop yelling nonsense, okay?" The old Taoist priest was a little unhappy and looked at his apprentice with a look of disgust.
"But..." Yao Xinhen didn't care at all.
"This swordsman wants to defeat Qu Shanhou. Only by entering the sea of blood can he hope to find Qu Shanhou's true body. Otherwise, with the appearance of the blood sea, Qu Shanhou will be in an invincible position. What do you want this swordsman to do? Fight? It really blinded me and made me ignorant."
The old Taoist priest looked at his apprentice with a look that could not be carved into pieces, which made Yao Xinhen panic.
