Xiu Ming died, Zhou Chong fled, Huayun Sect lost its former glory, and the entire sect was completely destroyed.
The old man walked slowly to the bow, picked it up, turned to look at Yibo's group of people, and said softly: "This bow is not a mortal thing, I will temporarily seal its death energy, you should send it away as soon as possible
Huayun Sect."
"Thank you, senior!" Everyone clasped their fists and said in unison.
With the departure of the man in black, the sect's crisis came to an end, but Qin Yang was still running rapidly. When he learned that Zhang Chong had sent someone to attack Qinjialing, he wanted to kill him, but
But he was even more worried about his clan members. His parents had been separated since he was a child. If even his clan members left him, Qin Yang himself didn't know whether he could withstand this blow.
There was a roar in the sky, and a shadow whizzed past.
"Faster, faster." He had already increased his speed to the fastest, but Qin Yang still felt that it was too slow.
The middle-aged man who was chasing after him stopped, looked up at the figure flying rapidly in the sky, took a few deep breaths, and said to himself: "***, this kid is so fast, the wings of the monster, I
I’ll get one to try sometime.”
After taking a few deep breaths, the middle-aged man suddenly kicked off his feet and continued to chase Qin Yang in the direction of his flight.
On the other side, Zhou Chong fled quickly, with Zhang Heng chasing after him, shouting angrily: "Old dog, you can't escape!"
It was this old ghost who conspired with Xiu Ming to harm the tribe, it was he who ruined his career as a warrior, and it was his lies that made Zhang Chong do the most wrong thing.
No matter what, this person must die!
If he were to say that the only person he was sorry for was Qin Yang, Zhang Heng would say that he was already prepared. When the old dog was killed, he would pay life for life to make up for his brother's fault.
When they reached a certain point, Zhou Chong stopped suddenly and looked at the angry Zhang Heng with a sneer. There was disdain in the sneer because Zhang Heng could not bring him any threat.
"I'm right here, Zhang Heng. If you want to kill me, just do it."
Clenching his teeth, he held the sword in his hand again and again, sweat dripping from his palms. He raised his finger and pointed at Zhou Chong. Zhang Heng roared: "Old dog, you are not going to die a good death!"
"Hahaha!" After laughing loudly, Zhou Chong's face darkened: "Maybe I won't die well, but I will never die in your hands."
"Fuck you!" Without any more nonsense, Zhang Heng stepped forward to meet him. The sword body exuded strong vitality. As soon as he came up, he activated the strongest sword technique, Lingtian Sword Technique.
Zhou Chong also summoned a long sword and rushed forward immediately. The swords collided, sword lights and shadows shot randomly, vitality fluctuated, and patches of trees were cut down.
Clang!
Drawing a close sword, Zhang Heng waved his hand and swept out with one claw: "Ghost Yin Pulse Sealing Hand!"
"Tiny trick!" After blocking Zhang Heng's attack, Zhou Chong took a few steps back. After a slight adjustment, he swung his sword and rushed closer. Each sword was faster than the other, and each sword struck Zhang Heng's vital part.
The fight between the two became more and more intense, and the fighting circle gradually widened. Birds were frightened and flew into the sky, and beast roars were heard.
Not far away from the fight between the two, Lu Shaobai and four others also arrived. They exchanged glances and Zi Qing said: "Zhou Chong is stronger than Xiu Ming, so be careful."
"Hmph! That old dog, I'll chop him with a knife." Xing Ge said coldly, but was stopped by Yi Hai, who then said: "We have to hurry, Zhang Heng is no match for him."
"Walk!"
Boom!
Zhang Heng was hit by a palm, which hit the ground heavily from the air. Zhou Chong also dodged and landed, slowly approaching, looking at Zhang Heng who was vomiting blood, and said with a smile: "Boy, the strength that is forcibly improved is unstable, and I gave it to you."
With your improved strength, do you really think you can defeat me? What a joke!"
Holding the sword hard, Zhang Heng stood up with difficulty, trembling all over. Wounds could be seen everywhere on his body. The blood almost dyed his clothes red, but the pain on his body was far less than the pain in his heart. Suddenly, Zhang Heng threw away the sword and shouted loudly.
Laugh, laugh loudly, the laughter echoes in the forest.
"Qin Yang, I, Zhang Heng, owe you in this life and I will pay you back in the next life!" The moment the words fell, Zhang Heng's body was filled with powerful vitality, and the black energy from the previous battle with Qin Yang surrounded his entire body.
Pressing one hand on the Dantian, he forcibly stimulated his own potential, and the energy that had been exhausted began to expand again.
Zhou Chong's face changed suddenly. How could he not know what Zhang Heng was planning to do? He was preparing to use up all his strength to ignite the power of life and turn himself into a bomb. The explosive power of a Dao Fei realm warrior could be imagined.
If Zhang Heng really succeeds, Zhou Chong has no chance of surviving.
"Old dog! Let's die together and repay the Zhang family for more than a hundred lives!" Zhang Heng's body bulged into a ball under laughter, and a terrifying power filled his body, and he rushed towards Zhou Chong with all his strength.
.
Seeing Zhang Chong rushing towards him, Zhou Chong stepped back in horror. At this time, any attack might detonate Zhang Heng. The only thing he could do was to run away. He took a few steps back without hesitating, turned around and fled quickly, but he hadn't even jumped a hundred meters away.
, a shocking explosion sounded from behind, and the huge impact force exceeded his escape speed, and rushed straight towards him.
There was a strong explosion in the woods ahead. Ziqing and the other two people stopped suddenly and looked at the rising mushroom cloud, their expressions were very ugly. They all knew what it meant to be able to produce such power.
"Fuck!" Xingge punched the tree nearby. The four of them followed all the way, but they were still a step too late.
Lu Shaobai sighed, patted Xing Ge on the shoulder, and said, "Let's go take a look."
The air wave slowly disappeared, and a huge pit was blown out of the ground. A large area was razed to the ground. There were sudden surges in the pile of dirt. Zhou Chong, who was covered with bruises, got up, but couldn't help shouting.
Laughing: "If you want to kill me, you are still too young."
But as soon as he finished speaking, an extremely cold voice rang out: "Really, I don't think so!"
When Zhou Chong heard the sound, he hurriedly turned his head and looked at the four people in Yi Hai in front of him, especially Xing Ge. He rushed over with a single step and punched him violently. Then he lifted Zhou Chong up and yelled at him: "Does it feel good?
I’m not happy to serve you anymore.”
"Cough cough cough~~Pfft~~" Although Zhou Chong was not dead, he was greatly shocked. Now he was hit by a series of fists from Xing Ge, and blood poured out of his mouth like water.
"It's you! It's you, old dog! Do you know how many brothers and sisters have died? They are all the disciples you watched and cultivated. Your conscience was eaten by a dog!"
boom!
Xingge slammed Zhou Chong to the ground with force, stepped on his chest, and roared again: "Why, why do you do this!"
"Ahem... Haha... Ahem... There's no reason! It falls... into your hands. I accept... my fate and do it!"
"Go to hell!" He drew his sword and angrily slashed at Zhou Chong's head, but Zi Qing stopped him from behind: "Stop!"
However, the character didn't pay attention. He raised the knife and cut off Zhou Chong's head. Blood spurted out and rolled to the ground.
After killing Zhou Chong, Xingge put away the knife, turned around and looked at the three people without saying a word, and left from in front of them.
Looking at the corpses on the ground, the three of them didn't say anything, but secretly sighed. Who would want to see the once respected elder reduced to this point? But an elder who betrayed his sect and his disciples,
With such an end, no one will feel the slightest sympathy.
Winning or losing is determined by God. No matter whether you win or lose, you must be prepared to face it.
"Zhang Heng, your revenge can be considered avenged. Have a good journey on the road to hell!" Yi Hai said to himself as he pursed his lips.
Being taken advantage of, not only him, but the entire family became victims. I can only use two words to describe it, sad.
"Let's go!" Walking to Xing Ge, Lu Shaobai patted his shoulder again: "You did nothing wrong, he does deserve to die."
After taking a breath, Xingge showed a wry smile and said: "He used to teach us, and he watched the four of us grow up. I didn't expect... Huh~~~ I didn't expect that I would die in the end.
In hand."
After hearing Xing Ge's words, Lu Shaobai and the other two felt a little lonely...
Early next morning.
Qin Yang was still flying frantically, without stopping the whole night. He took eight Qi Restoring Pills continuously during the journey, and the journey that usually took several days only took one night.
The mountain range in front was Qinjialing, but Qin Yang fell to the ground and stood in the distance looking in the direction of Qinjialing. He was afraid. He was afraid of seeing the tragic death of his clan members.
The middle-aged man also followed behind him, looking at Qin Yang who was looking quietly into the distance. His eyes were shining, and he could clearly feel what he was feeling in his heart at the moment. It might be difficult for anyone to accept this fact.
Slowly walking forward to Qin Yang, reaching out and patting Qin Yang on the shoulder, the middle-aged man said softly: "No matter what happens, you must learn to face it."
Looking back at the middle-aged man, who was not an acquaintance at all, but could even be said to be an enemy, Qin Yang held his breath and his body trembled slightly.
Seeing that Qin Yang was silent, the middle-aged man said softly: "In the world of warriors, anything can happen. Relatives, tribesmen, and friends may leave us at any time. If we see it too much, we will become numb. Now that we have embarked on this journey,
The path of a warrior requires courage to face it. It may make us sad or resentful, but it cannot be escaped."
Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Qin Yang pursed his lips, relaxed his stiff face, and said sincerely: "Thank you!"
"Let's go! Go back and have a look. Maybe you are too pessimistic. Maybe a miracle will happen."
Miracle!
At this moment, Qin Yang also hoped for a miracle to happen, but he knew that the possibility of such a miracle was very small. Qinjialing was just a backward village. There were no warriors here, so how could it withstand the attacks and killings of warriors.
But the middle-aged people are right. You must learn to face it no matter what. You will become numb when seeing many people.
When they arrived at the mountain closest to Qinjia Village, a smell of blood hit their nostrils, making people feel sick. Qin Yang clenched his teeth and clenched his fists together.
Such a strong bloody smell can only mean that many people have died, and these people are probably their own clansmen.
After taking a few deep breaths, Qin Yang walked towards the village step by step with heavy steps.
Along the way, traces of dried blood could be seen everywhere, and Qin Yang was mentally prepared. Even if his clan members were really dead, he would bury them with his own hands.
When Qin Yang walked to the corner of the village with heavy steps, he heard a burst of laughter coming from the village, and his face suddenly changed a lot, because the one who laughed was definitely not a warrior, but the Qin family.
I came back and stayed for a short time these days, but I never forgot these simple voices.
What's going on?
The tribe is still alive!
If the clan members were still alive, then the blood stains they saw just now were those who came to attack Qinjia Village, but who killed those people.
Countless questions suddenly hit Qin Yang's mind. He wanted to know so much that he couldn't wait to rush to the village.
"Qin Yang!"
"Qin Yang is back, it's really Qin Yang!"
As soon as he approached the village, someone recognized Qin Yang.
Looking at the simple cheeks filled with smiles, Qin Yang felt a sore nose and tears oozed from the corners of his eyes.
"You kid, you're still crying at such an old age. Let's see how you get a wife in the future." An aunt joked with a smile, and immediately turned around and shouted: "Patriarch, patriarch, Qin Yang is back."
Suddenly, the entire Qinjia Village began to shout and began to boil.