Chapter 103: The Destruction of Qushan (8)

Style: Fantasy Author: The Night of Qi LongWords: 3537Update Time: 24/01/12 23:28:50
The two of them backed away.

On the way back, the man screamed.

"ah……"

Because his right arm was numb, he had no feeling, and even the meridians on his right arm were shattered.

Yang Qiong stepped back two feet, not giving the man any chance. He kicked back and used the power of the ground to shoot away like a sharp arrow.

Explosive Spirit Fist.

Yang Qiong punched again.

"How is it possible?" The other person was already dumbfounded, because how could a cultivator in the Mountain Viewing Realm have such power? This is already comparable to a strong person in the Mountain Building Realm, and there was a faint sound of explosions in the fist seal, which made Everyone trembled.

The man had no time to think about it, because his partner was unable to resist at this time. If he was hit by this punch, his life would probably be lost.

"How dare you!" He yelled angrily, jumped up and came to the front of his comrade, hurriedly propped up the body-protecting Zhengang, and punched out, trying to force Yang Qiong back.

But at this time, Yang Qiong was already wrapped in the anger of hatred, how could he retreat.

"Come on..." Yang Qiong screamed loudly, and an astonishing momentum burst out from his fist in an instant, bombarding him with his whole body.

Yang Pi has his silver-moon scimitar at the side ready at any time. As long as he has a decisive blow, he will strike without mercy. Although a mountain-building realm strongman had been injured, Yang Pi did not dare to be careless about the mountain-building realm's trump card.

Soul fire is not easy to feel. If you are touched by it, you will feel like your soul is collapsing. Once you have experienced it once, you will no longer want to face it.

Tu Mo Dao dragged the knife and swept the formation aside, but did not take action.

Dao Tu had a certain understanding of Yang Pi's past, but this time the Nine Secrets appeared, Yang Pi would not come based on Gu Dao Tower's decision.

Because the competition between the five sects is less than a year away, and Yang Pi, as the leader of the younger generation of the Ancient Blade Tower, should concentrate on training at this time.

But Mo Xiaoran understood that if the knot in Yang Pi's heart could not be untied, it would probably bring great danger when he breaks through the mountain-building realm.

Therefore, Yang Pi came.

boom!

A sound spread from the ground.

Yang Qiong was forced to retreat.

There was already blood seeping out from his fist.

Even if Yang Qiong's Exploding Spirit Fist was terrifying, it could not break the body-protecting true power of the mountain-building expert.

It was supposed to be a Mid-Autumn Festival night with a full moon, and the moon was bright and bright, but because of the blood mist in the sky, it was blocked, and there was only endless suppression, which made people almost breathless.

Although the man withstood Yang Qiong's punch, he still had to endure the Explosive Spirit Fist, the most critical explosion.

The body-protecting Zhengang dimmed for a while, and he himself was even injured by the backlash.

"How are you?" The man turned slightly and asked.

The young man in front of him had some abnormal skills and martial arts. He realized that even his body-protecting Zhengang might not be able to resist for a long time, so he hurriedly asked about the situation of his companions.

"The right arm is useless..."

Because of his carelessness, one of his arms was shattered. Even if he participated in the war at this time, his combat power would be greatly reduced.

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from the side room where several people had rushed out earlier.

"what happened?"

The two of them didn't care about their injuries and rushed into the side room first.

"Did you succeed?" Yang Pi muttered to himself.

Immediately following the footsteps of the two of them, Yang Qiong and the other two rushed into the room.

"Tell me, where is the key to the Treasure Pavilion?" Yang Ning placed his sword diagonally on Qu Shanhong's neck, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Although this Qu Shanhong helped him a lot, the old city lord passed away because of the Nine Secrets.

Qu Shanhong stared at Yang Ning with a look of disbelief. Because not long ago, in the battle at Li Chunyuan, Yang Ning was no match for him, but just now, he didn't even catch Yang Ning's move.

"How is this possible?" Qu Shanhong murmured, as if he had lost his soul.

"Qu Shanhong, to be honest, I really should thank you, but after all, it's still impossible." Yang Ning's sword went deeper, and the blade had already reached the flesh of the neck, causing a faint sting.

"What's going on?" Because Qu Shanhong obtained the Nine Secrets, he was recognized by the tribe as the next generation of marquis. It can be said that he reached the sky in one step. But in Yang Ning's words just now, even a fool can hear that there is something in the words. .

"I lost to you on purpose that night at Li Chun Yuan. That's why you were able to get the Nine Secrets so smoothly."

There was a strange smile on Yang Ning's face, because tonight, the revenge for the destruction of Yangjia Village would be avenged.

The life-and-death feud of more than a hundred lives will finally be destroyed under Yang Ning's plan on this full moon night. Yang Ning will no longer hide it.

"And the purpose of my doing this is to let your Qushan tribe get the Nine Secrets." Yang Ning followed, with a hint of cruelty on his face.

Because precisely because of his own scheme, countless cultivators were involved, and Qushan City suddenly became the center of the whirlpool, and the Qushan tribe became the target of public criticism.

However, after tonight, if nothing unexpected happens, the Qushan tribe will be destroyed.

"The Qushan tribe really did not disappoint me..." Yang Ning raised his head slightly and looked at the blood in the sky outside the door.

"You...you are so cruel..." Qu Shanhong had to admit that Yang Ning had not only offended many forces in Lichunyuan with his own hands, but also made himself the most powerful person in the world. The supreme knowledge. But all this made the Qushan tribe the target of everyone.

It's like a target, a target that everyone is watching.

"Vicious?" Yang Ning asked.

"You know, you Qushan tribe made us homeless. You Qushan tribe made us wander from this world. You Qushan tribe made us..."

The more Yang Ning spoke, the angrier he became. Even the hand holding the sword was shaking...

"Yang Ning..." Dao Tu called out in a calm voice.

When Yang Ning heard Dao Tu calling him, he knew that he had just been overcome with anger. He hurriedly calmed down his emotions, and then looked back with a grateful look.

"Qu Shanhong, tell me the key to the treasure pavilion."

"Let go of my young master..."

"Hmph, you don't know how to live or die." Yang Ning pushed Qu Shanhong into Yang Pi's arms, and stabbed out the sword in his hand instantly.

Hunyuan sword.

Two swords struck two people in succession.

The sword's intention rose instantly and emitted a bright light.

Soon, Yang Ning even did not hesitate to use his fastest speed.

Swallows swing.

The whole person is like Jiao Yan before the thunder.

The sword flashed.

The two of them had no time to react.

Because it's so fast, as fast as lightning.

laugh!

laugh!

Two sounds in succession.

The two of them didn't even have time to hold up the body-protecting Zhengang of the mountain-building expert before they were stabbed through the throat by a sword.

"You, how could you...how could you be so fast..."

The two fell down, Yang Ning's eyes remained unchanged, without any disturbance.

"Tell me, where is the key?"

Yang Ning seemed to have lost his patience and put his sword against Qu Shanhong's jaw.

Qu Shanhong didn't expect that Yang Ning would be so decisive and powerful. Even with his cultivation in the Mountain Viewing Realm, he could instantly kill a strong man in the Mountain Building Realm with one sword. He was completely frightened.

In the panic, he heard Yang Ning's stern shouting, as if it hit his soul, his body trembled, and he said tremblingly: "In...in my...my arms..."

After telling the whereabouts of the key, Qu Shanhong suddenly softened. It's like feeling exhausted and sweating all over the body.

Yang Qiong took a step forward and put his hand into Qu Shanhong's arms.

Yang Qiong took out a square stone.

"Is it this?"

Qu Shanhong nodded fiercely, as if he was pounding garlic.

"Kill him..." Yang Ning left a sentence, turned around and left.

Yang Ning had a disgusting feeling about such a spineless descendant of a family.

Yang Pi pulled his scimitar along his neck and killed Qu Shanhong.

"Let's go straight to the Treasure Pavilion."

Yang Ning felt impatient.

The most important thing for a cultivator is resources. Only with endless resources can one stand out in battle after battle, stand on the top of a cultivator and overlook all living beings.

The group of people moved forward quickly under the color of blood.

In a corner, the evil scholar witnessed everything that had just happened, and cautiously followed Yang Ning's footsteps towards the treasure pavilion of the Hou Mansion.



The sky has become a sea of ​​blood.

No matter which side of the people, as long as they bleed, a huge amount of blood will be swallowed up. Even later, even the corpses were not dropped. They were absorbed by the blood mist in the sky and became the nourishment of the blood mist method. .

"kill……"

No one backed down. They were all angry and doing their best for the future of Qushan City and the long-term peace of Qushan City.

Su Anyuan stood alone on the street in front of the Hou Mansion, his eyes wandering around, always paying attention to the battle above.

Because of the death of the old city lord, Hai Siyao turned her grief and anger into strength. At this time, she and Qu Shanrong had a back and forth.

Hai Siyao was at the pinnacle of the seventh level of the Mountain Building Realm, and his cultivation level was comparable to that of Qu Shanrong.

Because of the blessing of the blood mist in the sky, although Qu Shanrong was somewhat exhausted, he was still on par with Hai Siyao.

Between the fists and shadows, the blood spear kept looking for opportunities.

Qu Shanrong became one with the blood mist, doing whatever he wanted, occasionally making sneak attacks, and occasionally confronting him head-on, which made Hai Siyao tired of dealing with it for a while.

Since the blood-clothed general rose, he was blocked by four people and turned into a sea of ​​blood, spreading nearly a hundred feet across the battlefield.

Seven people versus four people, the number of people is a huge advantage. Although their cultivation levels are equal, they are still unable to defeat four people with two fists. At this time, the four people have the intention of being suppressed.

At this moment, the man in golden armor moved in the sky.

Although the golden armor is not as dazzling as before, a strong man who has survived the five declines of heaven and man will naturally have his own power.

With one dive, a pair of fists were like two mountains, falling from the sky with overwhelming force.

"die……"

The man in golden armor is not for any benefit, only to destroy Qu Shan.

Because it was this family that not only openly resisted the declaration of the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya, but also killed its own son.

This hatred is irreconcilable.

"Come to death..."

The golden-armored man aimed at one person and attacked directly from the nine heavens. With the power of heaven and earth, his fists burned like fire in an instant.

boom……

The sea of ​​blood rolled.

It was blasted into pieces by the man in golden armor, revealing the earth.

"puff……"

One person spurted out a stream of essence and blood, and the blood mist method circulated on its own in the sea of ​​consciousness, absorbing his own blood, and a flash of blood flashed in his eyes.

The whole person turned into a ball of blood mist in an instant, absorbing the surrounding fragments, like billowing smoke, rushing towards the somewhat dim golden light.

The man in golden armor landed, rebounded, and instantly rose into the sky again.

The man in golden armor was already red-eyed, burning his body like the scorching sun. At the same time, the golden armor turned into a giant shield and soared into the sky first.

Snapped!

Like a bolt from the blue.