Under the moonlight, Qushan City no longer has the harmony it once had. The moonlight can no longer be called moonlight, it should be said to be the color of blood.
The entire Qushan City has been shrouded in blood clouds, like purgatory, ruthlessly harvesting lives, very scary, very terrifying.
Qu Shanrong's ruthless blood spear shuttled through the air, and wherever it passed, someone would lose their life.
Su Anyuan finally couldn't bear it anymore. The purple lion seal behind him rose up, and the golden lion king's appearance reappeared. But because of his left arm, he was still a little weaker after all.
Roaring, he pushed back a blood spear, waved it with one hand, his fist changed, and rushed over.
"Lord of Dark Abyss City, can't you bear it anymore?" Qu Shanrong mocked endlessly and instantly controlled the sea of blood, turning into dozens of blood spears, aiming directly at the golden light and stabbing it.
boom……
The fist seemed to be very hard, facing the bloody spear.
There seemed to be endless vigor, and the dozens of blood spears were unable to stop them for a while. They were all smashed into pieces, turned into blood mist again, and merged into the sea of blood.
The moment he broke through the blood spear, Su Anyuan seemed to have activated his true fire.
Above the fist, there was a light like the scorching sun, like a sun rising up to illuminate the earth and evaporate the sea of blood in this troubled world.
"呲呲......"
The blood mist nearby was like water meeting a fire, making a sound and being instantly evaporated.
"Soul fire?" Qu Shanrong smiled strangely and put his hands in front of him. The entire tumbling sea of blood suddenly calmed down, like the Dead Sea, without any wind or waves.
"You have it, but I don't have it?" Qu Shanrong had already anticipated today's war since the moment he mentioned the rebellion.
Over the past few decades, Qu Shanhou's Mansion and the City Lord's Mansion have been fighting fiercely, both openly and secretly, not to mention that they have openly rebelled.
If the Qushan tribe wants to rebel, they must first pass the city lord's mansion, and Su Anyuan is very powerful, so it is difficult to kill him at once.
Therefore, on that day, I had already discussed with Qing Zi to severely injure Su Anyuan, but I didn't expect that Yun Bin would use the Yun family's Yun Gui secret method to directly die with Qing Zi. This was beyond Qu Shanrong's expectation.
However, Qu Shanrong's goal was achieved. Su Anyuan lost his left arm, his combat power was greatly reduced, and he was no longer a threat.
But unexpectedly, a domineering man in golden armor came out halfway.
The Qushan tribe had to activate the clan defense formation, hoping to survive for a while. But he didn't expect that he would unknowingly make love and completely offend the man in golden armor.
How can it be possible to reconcile the hatred of killing a son?
But the situation at that time was already in a desperate situation, and there was no room for change.
Fortunately, the ancestor actually understood the Nine Secrets here and directly held the two of them back. At this moment, Qu Shanrong was in a situation that was almost like a massacre.
A sinister light flowed out of Qu Shanrong's sea of consciousness. With the help of his hands, the entire surface of the blood sea seemed to be directly covered by this light.
This is the fire of Qu Shanrong’s soul.
It looks a little dark red, even darker and redder than the sea of blood, like blood from the deepest part of hell, fire from the deepest part of the earth, burning quietly.
The sea of blood increased instead of decreasing, covering half of Qushan City in an instant.
The countless spectators below sighed.
"It seems that the Qushan tribe had already anticipated this step after seriously injuring the Lord of Dark Abyss City that day..."
"This is considered blood and fire..."
"It's so terrible, I feel like I'm in hell..."
The surrounding area was filled with the smell of blood due to the sea of blood, which was a tremor coming from the depths of the soul.
"The Lord of Dark Abyss City may suffer a loss..."
Among the spectators, there were many experts who could see the battlefield above through the sea of blood.
The strength of the two of them was already about the same, but now Su Anyuan lost his left arm, so how could they be opponents.
One arm versus two fists, there is no chance of winning.
There is a cool wind in the night sky, which makes people feel chilly. It is the smell of gunpowder smoke.
Su Anyuan's punch attack was like a fireball, fast and hot.
Wherever he passed, the night sky seemed to be burning and reverberating...
"Spear of the Soul!"
Qu Shanrong shouted coldly.
On the surface of the blood sea, a blood-colored, flaming cold spear, a blood spear, suddenly broke through the calmness and pierced straight away.
The aura is very strong, so strong that it makes people shiver.
A blood spear, like a world-shattering cold front, will completely shatter this world.
There were no unnecessary movements, just one punch and one spear, as if he was the only one.
Penetrating the night sky, breaking through the sea of blood.
Huhu...
Sizzling...
A scorching sun rose from the top of the golden lion's head, trying to penetrate the sea of blood and restore peace to the world, but the sea of blood was very thick, so thick that it could not penetrate at all.
There was only a bright light shining in mid-air. Like the afterglow of the setting sun, it has a twilight attitude. And this sea of blood is like a cloud blocking the light, like being burned by fire, but not a trace of heat can pass through.
boom……
A sudden sound.
It sounded like thunder.
"They collided together..."
"It's too scary..."
"I can't see straight anymore!"
The strong man looked sideways, avoiding the intense light. The weak are already on the verge of collapse and cannot resist such a violent force.
Even the strong men who were watching the battle in the distance were instantly shaken off the clouds and unable to face the aftermath.
It's too terrifying, like a river flowing backwards and rolling waves...
Rumble…
Still in Far EasTone...
Thousands of miles in radius, it was like an earthquake, undulating violently...
The shaking potato cannot subside for a long time.
Fists stained with blood, blood spears broken...
The blood sea was divided into two by the violent aftermath. The afterglow of the scorching sun found the gap and penetrated down, but was soon submerged...
Su Anyuan was bleeding, and he lowered his head to wipe the blood. His whole body was lifeless, as if he lacked a soul. The lion behind him had dimmed, without any light, and was floating quietly in the air.
One hand was shaking, blood was flowing between the fingers, and the body was shaky, unable to control himself anymore.
Qu Shanrong stood on the sea of blood, like a judge returning from hell, condescending, his eyes did not leave Su Anyuan, his face was a little pale, and he had no expression. His hands were hanging down, and his mouth was numb.
Who is strong and who is weak will be judged.
"An Abyss, you were defeated after all..."
Qu Shanrong knew that Su Anyuan's defeat would mean that the Qushan tribe had completely established a foothold in Qushan City.
"Failed, defeated..."
Su Anyuan was very lonely, and his whole body was trembling.
The impact just now was so fast that Su Anyuan had no time to adjust, and was hit directly by the bloody spear's fist mark.
The blood spear shocked his body in an instant, shattering his energy and spirit in an instant.
"It's too early to give up..."
A voice suddenly appeared.
It was so sudden that no one seemed to notice when he arrived.
"who?"
Qu Shanrong's expression was moved, because just this sudden sound had already shown that the person who came had a high level of cultivation.
"I……"
The figure slowly emerged.
The blue brocade uniform looks calm.
"You?" Qu Shanrong's expression changed drastically, because the person coming was none other than the talker of Langling Market, Hai Siyao.
"How could you?"
Qu Shanrong was puzzled, because of the eight major families in Qushan City, the Qushan tribe was the most powerful, and the Yue family was the most mysterious. However, the Hai family, because of the old city lord, although its power has not diminished, it has been the most powerful since the old city lord stopped caring about worldly affairs. Very low-key.
Because everyone in Qushan City knew that all the thoughts of Hai Siyao, the head of the Hai family, were in Langling Market and not in the Hai family at all.
And because of what happened back then, Hai Siyao even hated the Hai family a little.
No one knows Hai Siyao's strength, it's like a mystery. But every time he saw the old city lord, Hai Siyao would kneel down, so such a person could easily be ignored by them.
But unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Hai Siyao appeared quietly.
In other words, Hai Siyao's cultivation level is at least at Qu Shanrong's level.
"I just can't stand your killing like this." Hai Siyao said easily, then glanced at Su Anyuan and said, "Can you still move?"
Su Anyuan raised his head with difficulty, glanced at Hai Siyao, and said in a trembling voice: "It's... not bad..."
As he spoke, Su Anyuan slowly stood up straight, his body trembling and falling downwards.
"You are self-aware..."
Hai Siyao left a word and turned back to face Qu Shanrong.
"Marquis Qushan, let's just give it up, how about that?"
Hai Siyao didn't want to start a big war.
Qushan City has lived a peaceful life for many years, but because of the rebellion of the Qushan tribe, many people have died.
"Give up?" Qu Shanrong said with a smile: "My tribe has been dormant for many years. Once it rises, you want me to give up?"
Qu Shanrong's eyes shot out two rays of light, filled with biting chill, and said: "If you want to stop me, just let your horse come over..."
Qu Shan's majestic appearance remained unmoved.
"Then let's fight."
Hai Siyao stood alone, her brocade clothes fluttering, like a lone walker in the night sky. Although she was above the sea of blood, she had an ethereal attitude.
"Okay, then let's have a battle and let me learn the clever tricks of the Hai family..."
The sea of blood is rolling and gushing, and there are rules flowing in it...
Hai Siyao took out a long sword, and a light blue light flowed from his body, wrapping himself up and swooping down.
The body turns into blood mist.
Qu Shanrong disappeared and disappeared into the blood mist.
"kill……"
The sound was never heard.
Su Lingyuan faced the head of the Lu family, each with his own merits. He had already emitted real fire, roaring, with fist marks everywhere and palm shadows everywhere.
The head of the Lei family was covered in thunder and lightning, like a silver dragon in the night sky, constantly breaking through and confronting the head of the Wang family tit for tat.
There are battlefields everywhere in the sky above Qushan City, and blood is being spilled at any time...
"I didn't expect that these little guys are quite capable..."
In a shed with a late-night snack stall, a seasoned Taoist ordered a mooncake and chewed it with enjoyment, with the residue hanging from the corner of his mouth.
The young man next to him lowered his head, feeling sick to his stomach: You are still a little kid, the top has been beaten like this, and you are still laughing. If you have the ability, go up...
Of course, you can't say this, otherwise you will be in trouble.
Thinking of this, the young man couldn't help but touch his forehead, feeling a faint pain, as the old injury had not healed.
"Apprentice, are you not convinced?"
The young man's heart skipped a beat.
Oops!
Sure enough, it was a blast.
"Just this kind of petty fight, as a teacher, I have seen too much, it's so trivial..."
The old Taoist swallowed up the remaining mooncakes in his hand, and then said: "But you can't doubt your master, because your master is omnipotent..."
The old Taoist's eyes were as deep as the stars in the nine heavens.
"Yes, yes, Master, you are omnipotent..."
The young people begged for mercy again and again. There is nothing I can do. I am still holding my ears in my hands. I have to lower my head when I am under the eaves...
The young man shed tears of regret.
Knowing that this cheap master is a pervert and still touching his brow, you are really doing your own thing...
When the young man thinks that he may have to be tortured by this stinky old man for the rest of his life, he feels like he has no love left in his life.
The young man screamed in his heart: God, let's rain down a thunder, and let's get rid of this old man.
The night sky was still bright with lightning, but it was not directed at the veteran.
The young man was very disappointed and could only flatter him one after another.
"Master, the most powerful..." "Master, unparalleled in the world..." "Master, famous in the world..."
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