Yuan Qizhi fell on his back, his eyes wide open, and died with fear and despair.
The air suddenly fell silent.
Destroying the stars with one finger, such terrifying combat power, even the mighty Wentian Sect could not help but take a breath of cold air.
call--
A gust of mountain wind blew through with the coldness of winter. Many people shivered. They woke up from the shock and found that they were covered in cold sweat. The mountain wind blew them and they felt bitingly cold.
The heads of several other sects immediately became nervous and on guard, fearing that Sun Sizhong and Yu Chengyang would suddenly take action against them.
"Bah!"
The leader of Wentian Sect, Mr. Ji upstairs, shouted angrily, stomped the bluestone beneath his feet, pointed at Sun Sizhong and shouted angrily: "Old man, you are so courageous! How dare you stand in front of this master?
If you commit murder in front of others, you should be punished!"
Sun Sizhong killed Yuan Qizhi in front of them, which was tantamount to slapping them in the face in public, making them angry from shame.
"Who is that -" Yu Chengyang glared at the person upstairs in Ji Tower with an angry expression, and reprimanded: "If you are angry, you will be angry. Why did you take it out on my bluestone road in Sanqingguan? Is it a human thing to destroy roads and bridges?"
"presumptuous!"
A man rushed out from behind the people on Ji Tower, reached out and grabbed a spear from the void space, and the power of the stars rushed out and stabbed Yu Chengyang.
Yu Chengyang's expression calmed down, and he took a step forward. Unable to see clearly how he avoided the spear attack, he stepped in front of the man, then rounded his right arm, opened his palm, and slapped the man in the face with a snap.
There was just a click, and the man's head turned violently on his neck more than two times, and then he fell to the ground, but his face was facing the ground.
"This gun is not bad, the old man accepted it with a smile." Yu Chengyang took the man's spear and threw it into his own void space.
Everyone gasped again, feeling that the mountain breeze was getting colder.
A powerful person in the second-level spiritual realm of the Star Realm had his neck cut off by a slap. It was difficult for the powerful people of the Wentian Sect to remain calm.
"Old thief, you... if you dare to offend me, kill me and ask the Tianzong——"
Yu Chengyang interrupted the cry of a powerful man from the Wentian Sect and said: "You are here to destroy my Sanqing Temple tonight. Do you want the old Taoist to just wait and die? Stop talking nonsense and do it quickly. After beating the old Taoist, you have to go back to sleep.
Well. I’m getting older and can’t stay up late.”
"Let me try your skills!" The man in Jilou raised his eyebrows and grabbed a long stick from the void space. With a flick of his wrist, the long stick rolled up into the starry sky and threw it towards Yu Chengyang.
Yu Chengyang suddenly opened his eyes angrily and shouted: "Now that the fight has begun, I won't be polite!"
As he spoke, he swayed his body, avoided the attack of the people on Jilou, and rushed towards the crowd.
The person above Ji was stunned for a moment, not expecting that Yu Chengyang would not accept his move.
Just as he was dazed for a moment, Yu Chengyang had already jumped into the crowd and slapped a powerful man from the Wentian Sect with a simple slap.
Although the man was frightened, he did not retreat or dodge, but instead punched Yu Chengyang.
Snapped!
His fist was caught by Yu Chengyang's left hand.
Snapped!
Yu Chengyang's slap slapped his face, and with a click, his head turned around his neck.
Then the dead body fell to the ground.
At the same time, Sun Sizhong also rushed into the crowd with his sword, the sword light flew and blood spurted out.
Wherever his long sword struck, any opponent, whether it was a weapon or a fist, was instantly chopped into pieces, and for a while, no one could defeat him.
The bluestone floor soon became a river of blood.
"stop!"
The people in the building were snarling. He never expected that these two old guys would not respect martial ethics and would kill the weak ones first.
But how could Yu Chengyang and Sun Sizhong listen to him? They slapped each other in the face, slapped each other in the face, and drew blood with each sword.
"Two sect leaders, please calm down. Our Shangqing Sect has withdrawn and will be closed from today on. No matter how big or small it may be -"
puff!
The leader of the Shangqing Sect was halfway through speaking when Sun Sizhong pierced his heart with a sword.
Yu Chengyang shook his head and sighed: "Sooner or later, you will have to pay it back if you come out to hang out."
"It's broken, the sect leader is dead, everyone run away!" the disciples of the Shangqing Sect screamed in horror.
This cry of "escape" can be said to have touched the hearts of everyone, and the crowd instantly became like birds and beasts and fled in all directions.
Yu Chengyang made a seal with his hand and slapped it with a palm. He didn't know what kind of formation was activated, and a golden light curtain suddenly lit up in all directions, blocking all those who were escaping.
"Since they have come, let them be safe and stay in Sanqing Mountain to rest forever.
Don't be afraid, I will personally open an altar tomorrow to send your ghosts to hell." Yu Chengyang said with a smile on his face and a gentle voice.
"Master Heaven, have mercy on me. I know I was wrong. Give me a chance to live! I kowtow to you!"
Snapped!
Yu Chengyang slapped him to the ground with one palm and said: "Sanqing Temple can only save ghosts but not living people. For such a thing as sparing your life, you have to go to Tianbaoshan to find a great monk."
After a stick of incense, tranquility returned to the top of Sanqing Mountain, with more than 3,000 corpses lying on the ground.
Yu Chengyang threw a long stick into the void space, then twirled his white beard and looked at a hole torn in the golden light curtain in the southern sky, shook his head and said: "It's a pity that one escaped!"
"The great powers in the realm of destruction are not so easy to kill." Sun Sizhong threw the sword into the void space, and then flicked the slightly wrinkled ink suit.
"Hey, Sanqingguan's hundreds of years of foundation are on the line in this battle. Do you think the old man's bet was right?" Yu Chengyang looked at Sun Sizhong and asked.
He killed Wentian Sect's Xingchen Mighty Master, and will surely face Wentian Sect's wrath next, which will undoubtedly be a devastating disaster.
But he knew it was a disaster, but he still did it, betting the future of the sect on Su Hanlin.
Sun Sizhong's expression was also somewhat solemn. Yaowang Valley and Sanqing Temple were already like grasshoppers on a rope. He stroked his beard and said: "You can peek into the secrets of heaven. You can tell it by doing a fortune telling for yourself."
"Have you ever heard of a Taoist priest who can tell your fortune?" Yu Chengyang glanced sideways at Sun Sizhong.
"Haha, then tell me a fortune. If I can survive this disaster, it means that you can also survive this disaster." Sun Sizhong said with a smile.
"That seems to make sense." Yu Chengyang's eyes lit up, and then his eyes fell on Sun Sizhong's face, and he said: "Let me see your face. Eh-"
He suddenly let out a startled sound.
"What?" Sun Sizhong asked, he still respected Yu Chengyang's fortune-telling skills very much.
"Congratulations!" Yu Chengyang smiled and congratulated Sun Sizhong, saying: "Old Taoist, I see that your eyes are moist and shining, you have black eyebrows among your white eyebrows, and there is a red light in your life palace. Based on this, you can tell that you are about to have a peach blossom and a beauty in your arms.
, Lao Niu Fa. Chun. Haha..."
"Get out of here, uncle!" Sun Sizhong cursed angrily.
Yu Chengyang chuckled a few times and said: "You have reached the state of understanding your destiny. Can't you also see the secrets of heaven? Do you need an experienced person to figure it out for you?"
Sun Sizhong raised his eyes to look at the stars and said: "The Emperor's Star is very bright!"
"No." Yu Chengyang also followed Sun Sizhong's gaze to the starry sky, and his eyes fell on a bright and shining star.
The rising sun rises in the east, and the sun shines on the earth.
A bright sword light came from the red sun and crossed the vast sea. With the power of the Yang God that cut off time and space, it chopped into pieces another sword light with the same power, and then blood spilled on the sea.
Ye Cang'an's chest was broken, and he fell onto his back into the sea. He stared at the sky blankly and said, "I lost! Haha, I actually defeated a junior who has only been in the Holy Land for a year, haha..."
His laughter was bleak and full of unwillingness.
In the distance, Wei Ziyan stood holding a sword, his right arm was empty, his eyelids were sunken and without eyeballs, blood kept flowing from the corners of his eyes, and his whole body was covered with scars.
But, he is still standing.
"What's the name of this sword?" Ye Cang'an asked, recalling the invincible sword just now.
"It's bright." Wei Ziyan replied.
"A bright light? Haha... You were blinded by me, but you can actually see a bright light, such a bright light!" Ye Cang'an laughed dumbly.
"Senior, should you submit to the imperial court or leave the Su Empire?" Wei Ziyi asked.
"What if I neither surrender nor leave?" Ye Cang'an asked.
"Su Hanlin won't agree, the people of Donghai won't agree, and the sword in the hands of this junior... won't agree either," Wei Ziyu said.
Ye Cang'an suddenly rose into the air, his eyes as sharp as swords, staring at Wei Ziyan and said: "Junior, if you think that I have defeated you, can you really control me at will? If you continue to fight, I will kill you.
Your head!"
"That may be the case, but I am confident that I will risk my life to hold off my senior for a day. The Azure Dragon Legion has already arrived at the gates of Divine Sword City and can break the city in one day!
If the city is destroyed by force, the blood of the Ye family will not survive!"
"Who dares?!" Ye Cang'an said angrily.
"Su Hanlin dares." Wei Ziyan replied.
Ye Cang'an slowly raised his sword and shouted: "Then let's fight to the death for the lives of the Ye family men."
"Is it just to save the saint's face of my predecessor?" Wei Ziyi asked.
"What I cultivate is the unyielding sword heart. Submitting or leaving will destroy my sword heart. The only thing I can do is fight!" Ye Cang'an said.
Wei Ziyi didn't say anything after hearing this, and raised the blood-drinking sword in his hand.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh——!
Forty or fifty arrows were shot out of the broken void around him without any warning, shrouding Ye Cang'an in an instant.
"snort!"
Ye Cang'an snorted disdainfully and swung his sword towards the incoming arrow.
Boom boom boom——!
The arrow collided with Ye Cang'an's sword, causing an earth-shattering roar.
The surge of energy caused big waves to rise again in the sea that had been calm just now.
puff!
An arrow broke through Ye Cang'an's sword and shot into Ye Cang'an's chest.
Ye Cang'an lowered his head and glanced at the arrow stuck in his chest, with a confused expression on his face.
Wei Ziyan was shocked on the spot.
Although he was blind, his consciousness could sense the surrounding scenery, so he also saw the arrow that pierced Ye Cang'an's chest.
Just like Ye Cang'an, it feels like a dream, unreal.
The arrow pierced the saint's body. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would believe it.
"Ah -" Ye Cang'an let out a miserable scream because the tip of the arrow exploded in his chest.
"I am Qin Mingming, the head of the Qin family. I am here to take your life today and wash away the family's shame!"
"Ye Cang'an, accept your fate!"
Twelve figures shot out of the broken void, holding swords and rushing toward Ye Cang'an.
He is from the Qin family.
Then, members of the Killing Sect wearing skull masks walked out of the void, holding arrows and crossbows in their hands.
"Thank you for your hard work, Lord Guo!" Killer of Men and Gods walked up to Wei Ziyi and saluted respectfully.
Wei Ziyan nodded, then turned and left, knowing that he had nothing to do here.
Su Hanlin had already prepared a killing move to deal with Ye Cang'an. Even without Wei Zikan, Sword Master Ye Cang'an would not be Su Hanlin's opponent.
An hour later, a red sun rose from the east, then streaked across the sky with a brilliant light, and finally fell into the western sky.
The saint falls.
…
The sky in the ruins also lit up, just as suddenly as night fell, it suddenly lit up without any warning or process.
Zhang Xiaozu was lying on the ground with his eyes closed. He held a straw stick as thick as his little finger in his left hand and a stone in his right hand. He used the stone to hit the upward end of the straw stick and hit the downward end of the straw stick on the ground.
Engraved all at once.
Judging from the marks on the ground, he should be carving words, and what he carved seemed to be the character "张", but only two-thirds of it was carved.