When the old man saw this, he put away his sword and coldly snorted, "You're a wise guy."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand to take the fat man and wrapped it around his arm.
Seeing this, Qingyang, who had his head buried, showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
At this time, the old man smiled sinisterly and said, "Since you are so knowledgeable, I will leave your body intact!" Before he finished speaking, he slapped Qingyang in the face.
Qingyang was always paying attention to the old man's movements, and when he saw him raise his arm, the Youlong Shenfa was fully activated in an instant, but instead of retreating, he advanced towards the old man.
The old man sneered when he saw this, and was about to change his moves. Unexpectedly, he felt a sharp pain in his left arm at this time, and then saw that the fat man wrapped around his left arm turned into a giant snake more than ten feet long, fluttering its wings. fly out.
But his left arm was broken at shoulder level and was bitten off by Fat Yi.
Before he could scream, the long sword in Qingyang's hand had already penetrated his heart.
Although the body of the Foundation Establishment cultivator was strong and difficult to be pierced by ordinary weapons, the Zhanlu Divine Sword was an ancient divine sword that could not be compared with ordinary swords. Moreover, due to deliberate calculation and unintentional calculation, the old man was actually pierced through by Qingyang's sword.
But the old man was a foundation-building monk after all, and he had a strong vitality. Even though his left arm was bitten off by Fat Yi, and his heart was pierced by Qingyang, he didn't die.
Qingyang pulled away the moment the sword pierced his heart. The Wandering Dragon Movement was performed like a ghost, but the wind from the old man's palm was still brushed on his right shoulder. He only heard a crisp sound, and Qingyang I only felt a heartbreaking pain coming from my right shoulder.
But at this moment, he didn't have time to care about his injured right shoulder, and flew up on Fat Yi's back. Fat Yi's wings flew together, flying high into the sky.
At this time, blood spurted out from the old man's chest and shoulders like arrows. Unable to hold on any longer, he fell to the ground.
Qingyang saw the old man fell to the ground, but he didn't dare to come down to check, because no one knew what the foundation-building monk had in his cards. If he went to check at this time and was hurt by his cards, it would be an injustice.
At this time, the three people who had fought with the zombies rushed over after hearing the old man's screams.
However, he did not dare to check on the old man, but he was not afraid of the three disciples of the old man. He immediately asked Fei Yi to go down and stop the three people from coming to rescue the old man.
Those three people were all at a perfect innate state, and two of them had suffered from corpse poison before. They had just recovered and were extremely weak. They were no match for the ancient beast like Fat Yi.
But within a moment, they were grabbed one by one by Fei Yi.
At this time, Qingyang avoided the place where the old man was and was sitting cross-legged to repair the injury on his shoulder.
At this time, he saw Fei Yi capture the three people, stood up and asked, "Where are you from, and who is this old man? To be honest, I will spare your lives, otherwise your great uncle will be you." fate."
At this time, the man surnamed Wang and the woman surnamed Zhou among the three people were already suffering from the corpse poison. At this time, they were beaten by Fatty Fatty. They were speechless for a long time. However, the man who was not injured before was viciously beaten. Looking at Qingyang, he said, "Evil thief, kill me if you can, otherwise you will die without a burial place."
Qingyang shook his head and said, "Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that there would be a tough guy like you in this era. I admire you very much, but what I like to do most is to break hard bones into pieces."
"You can use whatever means you have, but if you blink your eyebrows, I, Zuo Yuchuan, am not a disciple of Wuliang Mountain Sword Lake Palace!"
"Oh! It turns out you are Zuo Yuchuan, a disciple of Wuliang Mountain's Sword Lake Palace. Isn't this quite cooperative? I like your cooperation like this. Continue."
"You!" Zuo Yuchuan was furious when he heard this, and there was almost fire in his eyes, but at this time, under the claws of Fat Yi, he couldn't even move, so he had to turn away and ignore Qingyang.
Qingyang did not let him go. He turned his face towards her and asked, "How many foundation-building monks do you have in your Wuliang Mountain Sword Lake Palace? What is the status of that old man in your Wuliang Mountain Sword Lake Palace?"
But Zuo Yuchuan responded with a mouthful of phlegm.
Qingyang sidestepped and didn't care. He said to Fei Yi, "Ah Fei, wake up those two. I want to see if your bones are stronger or if my methods are stronger."
Just when Qingyang was interrogating the three disciples of Wuliang Mountain Sword Lake Palace, the old man who fell to the ground was secretly resentful. A monk in the middle stage was injured like this by this boy in the innate realm today."
At this time, as he lost too much blood, he felt that the strength in his body was constantly losing, and it was difficult to even move a finger.
He originally wanted to pretend to be dead and wait for Qingyang to come to check, so that he could kill this hateful boy with his sword, but he didn't know that this boy was so careful. Not only did he not come to check, but he blocked his three disciples who came to rescue him.
Xin Zihong was almost not angry to death. If he continued to pretend to be dead at this time, he might really bleed to death.
At that moment, he took a strong breath, used his spiritual consciousness to summon his own gourd, and wanted to fly away. He didn't even have the strength to kill Qingyang, so he just wanted to escape from here quickly to heal his injuries.
The foundation-building monk has a tenacious vitality, but even if his heart is pierced, he can still recover as long as he is treated in time. Therefore, Xin Zihong just wants to rush back to Wuliang Mountain Sword Lake Palace as soon as possible to heal his injuries.
Who knew that although Qingyang was interrogating the three people, he asked Fei Yi to keep an eye on Xin Zihong's situation. Seeing that he was trying to escape, Fei Yi flew up and whipped Xin Zihong with his huge tail like a steel whip. On the body.
If Xin Zihong was intact, Fei Yi's tail would not be able to hit him no matter what. But at this moment, his left arm was bitten off first and then pierced through the heart. He lost too much blood and was very weak. How could he avoid it? , was whipped off the gourd by the fat man's tail.
Seeing this, Qingyang was completely relieved. This old man couldn't even compare to Fat Yi's tail, so he must be extremely weak.
Immediately, he slapped the three people unconscious, then walked to a place more than ten meters away from Xin Zihong, and said with a smile, "Foundation-building monks are indeed powerful. They survived such serious injuries? I really admire them."
At this moment, Xin Zihong wanted to use the magic weapon here to escape, but Fei Yi kept an eye on him. Once he wanted to fly, he would swipe his tail down.
Fei Yi was also afraid that he might have some tricks, so he just hung from a distance and didn't get close, only attacking with his tail.
At this time, Xin Zihong scolded Qingyang and Feiyi in his heart. These people and beasts are simply too stubborn. I'm like this, can't you get closer?
Seeing that there was no hope of escape, he lost more and more blood in his body. If he continued to consume it, he might really die from this today.
Then he said softly, "Little friend, I was wrong just now. I shouldn't have coveted your spiritual pet. You see, I am also seriously injured now. I have been punished. I will give the treasure gourd in my hand to my little friend. This matter How about just letting it go?"
[Because an elder in the family has passed away and I have to go home for the funeral, I will only have one chapter a day until the funeral is over. I apologize! 】
