Only half of the sky was left in the sea of blood in the sky, but Jian Jue's expression became more and more solemn.
The next step was the battle of body and integrity. Unexpectedly, I inadvertently caused Qu Shanhou's Blood Mist Technique to advance further, which made Jian Jue extremely distressed.
After the Qushan tribe's blood mist method was launched, the body transformed into blood mist, hiding its own body in the blood mist, thus making itself innately invincible.
And once the opponent enters the blood mist, it can greatly limit the opponent's field of vision and limit the opponent's actions with the unique stickiness of the blood mist.
Jian Jue knew these things deeply, so he chose to use the power of his sword to break through the sea of blood, and even achieved considerable results.
But I never expected that the characteristic of blood in the blood mist method would be activated, which is the power of regeneration.
Jian Jue looked at Qu Shanrong's newly born bloody arm and found that Qu Shanrong's body had become stronger unknowingly.
Qu Shanrong stood in the sea of blood, walked over slowly, and said sarcastically: "Haha... Jian Jue, I'm afraid you didn't think of it either." Qu Shanrong let out a ferocious laugh, which continued to echo in the sea of blood.
"I really didn't expect it. But today, if you want to destroy this town, the sword in my hand will not allow it." The sword intention gradually rose around Jian Jue's body, and the sword power of the half-step esoteric realm was no longer hidden.
Jian Jue's whole body was covered with a faint light, exuding the holy words of mysteries, showing a white light.
Qu Shanrong came to stand ten feet away from Jian Jue and said in a cold voice: "In that case, you have disappeared for twenty years, so just disappear completely today."
Qu Shanrong let out a long roar above the sea of blood, creating waves of sound, enveloping the blood mist, causing ripples, and shot his sword away.
Jian Jue Cheng Yi Jian raised his chest, and from the gem in the middle of the Cheng Yi Sword, a majestic aura was emitted, facing the enemy with mysteries.
The secret of swordsmanship, every sword contains the power of heaven and earth.
"Yu..." Jian Jue made a sound, and saw a barrier unfolding from the Chengyi Sword, vertically between the sky and the earth.
Two forces formed instantly and collided together.
boom……
Jian Jue retreated a hundred feet, and Qu Shanrong's figure shook.
Where the two forces collided, a destructive aura was produced, sweeping through the space. The violent power was vented to its fullest, making bursts of "whooshing" sounds, which was breathtaking.
"So strong..." Ke Yan sighed below. Even a city lord would find it difficult to achieve this kind of majestic power, Ke Yan thought to himself, feeling the explosion in the air and realizing why Qu Shanrong was always so calm.
With this kind of power, Qingming Town is still trying to resist the Qushan tribe. Ke Yan thought about it and found it funny.
Block? Block the shit! Ke Yan wanted to swear, but out of sympathy, he swallowed it back.
As the Purple Seal Envoy, he had a fairly clear idea of the strength of the Qushan tribe, but he did not expect that Qushan Hou would be so terrifying.
Thinking of this, Ke Yan couldn't help but turn around and look at Yang Ning standing next to him.
If it weren't for this young man today, I'm afraid Qingming Town would have been completely destroyed.
Today's situation, I'm afraid there are many people watching secretly, a thought flashed in Ke Yan's mind. After all, Qu Shanhou took action himself, and the forces in Qu Shan City also wanted to know Qu Shanhou's strength.
"You can also take my sword." After Jian Jue completely removed the power of Sound Wave, he retreated in order to advance. Qingfeng's long finger pierced Sound Wave with a sword.
Half of the blue sky seemed to have been covered up by this sword.
Between heaven and earth, there was only the light of this sword.
"Beixuan Sword - Extremely Killing." Jian Jue shouted violently, transforming into a long sword and pointing directly at Qu Shanhou's body.
The Extreme Killing Sword is the Zongzong Sword Technique of the Beixuan Sword Sect. It is a Xuan-level martial skill and contains the power of extreme speed.
In the blink of an eye, he crossed the sky and arrived above the sea of blood.
Qu Shanhou was not in a hurry, and condensed the blood mist into a blood-colored shield. Using his blood arm as a carrier, he punched it and pushed it up.
Click...
In less than a breath, there was a sound, like a thunderbolt from the blue, echoing around the world, stirring endlessly and lasting for a long time.
Above the sea of blood, people below could not see the real situation, but they could feel the power of this collision from the explosion-like sound.
The sea of blood seemed to be churning up like a strong wind, rolling, boiling, roaring...
"I didn't expect that a small Qushan City would have people with such cultivation." Yang Ning said softly, looking at the fierce battle in the sky, the shock in his heart could not subside for a long time.
Qushan City is located on the border of Liuyun Kingdom and is extremely barren. Logically speaking, there should not be such a cultivator, but now there is one. Could this be related to the Qingsong Mountains?
Thinking of this, Yang Ning suddenly realized.
At the very beginning, it is very important for practitioners to visualize the mountains, and Qushan City is located at the foothills of the Qingsong Mountains.
Yang Ning is no stranger to the Qingsong Mountains.
If the practitioners here all use the Qingsong Mountains as their visualization target, this phenomenon can be explained.
Due to his past life, Yang Ning visualized the two most majestic mountains on this continent. This was also the fundamental reason why Yang Ning was able to leapfrog the battle.
Compared with Liangjie Mountain, Qingsong Mountain Range is not as tall, but the scope of Qingsong Mountain Range is incomparable to Liangjie Mountain.
It seems that the cultivators from the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya are probably at the forefront even for the entire Western Wilderness.
A hint of expectation rose in Yang Ning's heart.
The power of the two people in the air shocked the world, but it was not enough to surprise Yang Ning.
Rumble…
There was a roar in the sky.
"Look..." Someone shouted, and a huge gap appeared in half of the sea of blood, as if a whirlpool suddenly appeared in the boundless sea of blood.
The vortex kept hanging down, as if something was forming in the hanging vortex, forming a sharp thorn, rushing towards the ground.
And in the sea of blood in the air, there was a voice echoing.
"ah……"
"This is?"
"Whose voice is this?" Liu Kun was the strongest person in the field at this moment. After careful identification, he finally determined that it was a human scream.
"It seems to be the voice of Qu Shanhou..." Ke Yan was not sure.
"It seems so..." Feng Liang was not 100% sure and could only respond vaguely.
"Hurry up..." Yang Ning yelled, and he hurriedly spread out his swing skills and took the lead in sprinting to avoid the coming thrust.
The faces of the people around him all changed drastically, and they hurriedly left the ground where they were standing as quickly as possible.
In an instant, the vortex plummeted and reached the ground.
Bang...
The thrust of the whirlpool finally rushed to the ground. On the ground, a large crater with a radius of almost ten feet was made, which landed in the center of the field.
The corpses that were originally strewn on the ground were hit by the force of the explosion before they could be cleaned up.
ah……
ah……
There were endless screams.
For a moment, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and everyone fled.
The cultivators who had no time to escape were left in the aura of destruction forever.
Blood is flying. The smell of blood dominated the square, making people go crazy.
The soaked earth turned into a sea of snow...
The Sorrow of Qingming Town...
"This..." Tears of blood flowed from Ke Yan's eyes. He couldn't believe the facts in front of him and was completely stunned by the scene in front of him.
Countless corpses were flying around and turned into pieces. In the destructive force, they were cut into powder and turned into a rain of blood all over the sky, falling bit by bit.
This land has lost its original light yellow color, leaving only the smell of blood.
It makes heaven and earth eclipse, and makes thousands of people suffer...
Heaven and earth are wailing, the breeze is crying...
In the face of such a destructive force, all surviving cultivators felt the fragility of life. How weak it is, how endless the words of sorrow.
Time seemed to have stopped. Except for the destructive power that was still roaring and plundering, no one moved anymore because the footsteps were heavy and they were completely unable to move.
Originally, after the battle, there were less than 300 people left in Qingming Town, but most of them were lost in this explosion.
Keyan turned around and looked at the more than a hundred people left, twitching...
"Am I wrong?" Ke Yan couldn't believe his eyes, regardless of the blood rain falling between the sky and the earth, he let the blood rain fall on him.
"God, am I wrong?" Ke Yan looked up to the sky and roared, letting out a heart-rending cry, and fell to his knees, his whole body twitching, extremely tragic...
Liu Kun stood quietly, not moving for a long time...
Yang Ning stared at everything in front of him, and was completely stunned by this unexpected force. The blood rain hit his body, like needle pricks, and he was heartbroken.
"Cousin..."
"Father……"
…
Waves of screams came to mind one after another, calling, searching...
But no one answered...
Under the sea of blood, the sun is hot, the blood rain is biting, and the heart is cold...
Heaven and earth share the same sorrow.
After a while, the thorn connecting the blood sea in the sky and the ground finally broke.
Rumble…
The ground was shaking, but no one responded. There were only screams and miserable screams that echoed between heaven and earth...
The rain of blood gradually fell, revealing a huge pothole.
Jian Jue and Qu Shanrong stood quietly in the pit.
The blood had reached their knees and was still rising.
The blood all around is still rushing towards the big pit...
The Chengyi Sword in Jian Jue's hand was dim, revealing its true form. No trace of white could be seen on the white clothes on his body, which turned into thousands of strands and hung on his body. On the surface of the body, lines of blood seeped out, and there was no color on his face, and he was extremely weak.
"puff……"
Jian Jue spurted out a stream of essence and blood, and his body went limp. If it weren't for the support of the Chengyi Sword, he might have fallen down.
Qu Shanhou looked calm, without any panic on his face. The original dark red brocade robe had completely disappeared, exposing his body, standing quietly in a pool of blood.
"What a powerful sword..." Qu Shanhou said, a mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his entire face turned pale in an instant, and the blood arm that had regenerated disappeared again. At the wound on the left shoulder, one could clearly feel that there was a sword secret lingering there, destroying Qu Shanrong's body functions.
"Kill..." Someone rushed forward with red eyes.
"Don't come here..." Jian Jue shouted feebly, half-kneeling in a pool of blood.
"Haha...cough...I never thought you, Jian Jue, would be like this...cough..." Qu Shanrong kept coughing, with blood spilling out every time.
"You can't get better..." Jian absolutely had firm confidence in his last move, because it was a blow with all his strength.
"Yes." Qu Shanrong did not deny it, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then said with a ferocious face: "Jian Jue, I really can't achieve my goal today, but I remember your Beixuan Sword Sect." Qu Shanrong followed suit and climbed up He walked out of the blood pit and looked at Jian Jue in the blood pit.
"The sword is perfect, the green mountains remain unchanged, and the green water flows forever. I, Qu Shanrong, have recorded this account." After Qu Shanrong finished speaking, his figure gradually became illusory, and disappeared from everyone's sight as the rain of blood slowly dripped. among.
