Chapter six hundred and ninety seventh life and death
Chapter 697: Beaten to Death
Qiu Lu's black sword light could not stop the invasion of the red sword light. After each collision, the black sword light became dimmed. In just one breath, the two sword lights collided thousands of times. It was continuous.
The huge sound, like a waterfall falling from a height of three thousand feet, kept ringing in everyone's ears.
Finally, the black sword light collided with the red sword light again, and collapsed. The black shadows with broken sword energy were washed away, and the red sword light drove straight in, directly towards Qiu Lu, who had a distorted expression. Although his whole body
Being shrouded in a defensive artifact, Qiu Lu was still frightened and unable to calm down. You must know that the opponent can defeat the energy of his sword light, so how strong is the opponent's attack power?
At this time, he had no time to guess. Because, the red sword light instantly pierced the black shield around his body. With just one blow, he was blown away like a falling meteor and hit ten thousand meters.
outside.
The black shield on his body also suddenly dimmed, as if it was about to collapse, disintegrate, and be unable to condense.
"Pfft~"
When Qiu Lu stabilized his body again, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. Even with the defensive artifact protecting his body, he could not completely withstand the powerful impact just now. His lungs and meridians were all violently hit.
shock.
Xia Yan did not stop because of this. When Qiu Lu was blown away, Xia Yan's body flashed and he pursued him directly. This time, Xia Yan flew directly to Qiu Lu's side and punched Qiu Lu.
The huge golden fist in the past was like a big mountain, pressing down hard on Qiu Lu's whole body.
Qiu Lu took a sharp breath, and two sharp lights shot out from his eyes. The black shield surrounding his body became bright again. Suffering from the severe pain coming from the meridians in his body, Qiu Lu had to use all his strength to activate the defensive artifact to resist.
Xia Yan's attack. At this time, he no longer had the ability to use the power of the Nine Laws to block Xia Yan.
"Bang!"
This punch hit his head. Qiu Lu's body paused slightly in the air, and then fell directly to the ground. A moment later, it hit the rock on the ground. The rock, with a radius of one kilometer, was completely transformed in an instant.
It turned into powder. And Qiu Lu's body was directly smashed into the rocks. How could these ordinary rocks withstand the attack force of billions of degrees?
Immediately afterwards, Xia Yan punched down in the air again, hitting the hole where Qiu Lu fell into.
One punch!
Two punches!
Three punches!
Hundreds of punches continued to fall from the sky, directly blasting into the hole made by Qiu Lu. The tremors of the entire earth extended to a hundred thousand meters away. Even from a hundred thousand meters away, it could be clearly sensed.
The earth trembles.
"No!"
"Am I going to die?"
"How could I die? I am in the ninth-level Spiritual Emperor realm, a dominating figure, and I am also the leader of a tribe! No, I cannot die! Sooner or later, I will be able to step into the realm of gods, how can I die?"
"Puff puff puff~"
Every time he received a punch, Qiu Lu would draw a mouthful of blood. However, Qiu Lu was still unwilling to die like this. However, a series of golden fists fell from the sky, leaving him no chance to fly out of the hole. The golden fist,
The bombardment continued like a storm.
Qiu Lu's breath gradually weakened!
"snort!"
After firing a hundred punches in a row, Xia Yan's breath sank, and his spiritual power gradually retracted. He looked coldly at the potholes below. The dust that filled the air gradually began to recede.
Not only Xia Yan, but everyone was looking at the pothole with wide eyes at this time. Everyone's thoughts were spinning in their hearts. In that pothole, there was a ninth-level Spirit King strongman inside.
From Xia Yan's defeat of the Great Destruction Technique to Xia Yan's knocking Qiu Lu to the ground and making a hole. All of this happened within one or two breaths. Guo Lin and others did not even have time to react.
Coming over, Qiu Lu was already smashed down from the sky by a golden fist like a dead dog.
It is simply unimaginable that a ninth-level spirit emperor would be hit to such an extent by an eighth-level spirit emperor. Qiu Lu actually lacked the ability to fight back. In that stormy attack, what Qiu Lu could do was
It just activates the defensive artifact and endures life and death.
"Is Qiulu already dead?"
"This man is so powerful that even Qiu Lu is no match for him!"
"Oops, do you think he will stage a temporary uprising and kill even the rest of us?"
Some cultivators from the Tutan tribe began to have new ideas at this time. Just now, of course, they wanted Xia Yan to defeat Qiu Lu. But when Xia Yan really defeated Qiu Lu, they began to worry that Xia Yan could not even defeat them.
Let them go. After all, their tribe has accumulated a lot over the years. Such a strong practitioner may not be willing to let them go. If this person really takes action, they will not be able to resist at all.
"Let's go quickly. If you don't go, it will be too late!"
"Run! Run!"
As for the cultivators of the Black Wolf Tribe, after they woke up from the shock, each one of them trembled all over and ran away in the distance. If they don't leave now, when will they wait?
"Dead?"
Xia Yan could no longer sense Qiu Lu's vitality in his consciousness. There was no life in the pit, as if there were only stones and dead things in it. The lack of any life naturally meant that Qiu Lu was dead.
Xia Yan's eyes turned, his figure swayed slightly, and he fell towards the hole. He stared into the hole with his eyes focused.
This hole was actually hundreds of meters deep. However, the darkness in the hole did not affect Xia Yan's vision. Xia Yan saw that at the end of the hole, which was hundreds of meters deep, a pile of rotten meat was clinging to the ground.
At this time, Qiu Lu could no longer look like a human being. Qiu Lu, who activated the defensive artifact, was smashed into a pile of rotten flesh.
Xia Yan was hundreds of meters deep, and his spiritual power quickly spread towards the bottom of the cave. His spiritual power was slightly rolled up among the pile of rotten meat, and several items were lifted up by Xia Yan's spiritual power, and then quickly flew up.
.
Two artifacts and a space ring.
"The leader of a tribe shouldn't be very poor! Right now, I lack Yuan Dan. If I want to step into the realm of the ninth-level Spirit Emperor, I must accumulate a lot of spiritual power to condense the micro-space in the meridians. And Yuan Dan is the most powerful
What a great accumulation!" Xia Yan had a change of heart, put all these items into his ring, and then flew towards the Tuqin tribe.
"Huh?"
Xia Yan was surprised to find that none of the cultivators from the Black Wolf Tribe were left. Hundreds of cultivators from the Coyote Tribe, whether they were the eighth-level Spiritual Emperor, the seventh-level Spiritual Emperor, or the sixth-level
The Spirit Emperor has all disappeared.
They are not stupid. They saw that the leader was beaten to death, so they dared to stay here. Although they could not be sure whether the leader was dead or not, but seeing that the leader was beaten like that, even if he was not dead, they would not be able to escape. Of course they had to choose
Run away immediately.
"They are smart!" Xia Yan's breath condensed slightly, and his eyes scanned all the cultivators of the Tuqin tribe. Immediately, Xia Yan discovered Fang Muyu and Zhong Wuhua among the crowd. This
Both of them were staring at Xia Yan at this time, and all kinds of thoughts were running through their hearts.
This cultivator in white clothes looked so much like Xia Yan, but they really couldn't believe that the person in front of them was really Xia Yan, so they didn't dare to take the initiative and just watched eagerly.
"Fang Muyu!" Xia Yan said, looking at Fang Muyu with a smile.
When Fang Muyu heard this, his whole body trembled. As soon as Xia Yan said these words, Fang Muyu could immediately conclude that the person in front of him was Xia Yan! Yes, it was definitely Xia Yan!
"You...you are Xia Yan!" Fang Muyu said with a slightly trembling voice, and his breath was a little messy.
The other cultivators of the Tuqin tribe looked shocked when they saw Xia Yan talking to Fang Muyu. Even Guo Lin and the other three looked at Fang Muyu in disbelief.
Fang Muyu and Zhong Wuhua came to the Tuqin tribe thousands of years ago. At that time, Zhong Wuhua was a cripple, but Guo Lin still kept them both. Of course, the two of them were normal Fang Muyu
, they are only in the third level Spiritual Emperor realm, so the two of them naturally do not receive much attention. In this Tuqin tribe, they also live a hard life.
"Yes, haha, you are indeed in the Tuqin tribe. I was in the Xingdou Hall, and I finally found out the whereabouts of the two of you." Xia Yan said with a smile, looking at Zhong Wuhua again, and then frowned,
"Zhong Wuhua, your meridians are broken and you can no longer practice!"
Zhong Wuhua's meridians are completely broken, and the spiritual power in them cannot flow or move at all. The Juling acupoint is also completely prohibited. The Juling acupoint is originally connected to the meridians. Without the spiritual power, the Juling acupoint will naturally
It won't rotate anymore.
"Xia Yan, it's really you! Just now, Fang Muyu and I were guessing whether the person who fought fiercely with Qiu Lu was you. But, how could you become so powerful in such a short period of time? Even the ninth-level Spirit Emperor
None of the powerful men in this realm are your match? They were all directly killed by you!" Zhong Wuhua also said with a red face and said very excitedly.
Since coming to the main world, Zhong Wuhua has been ridiculed, suffered all kinds of disasters and hardships. Now he meets an acquaintance, a cultivator from the same sub-world, and is so powerful, he feels excited and excited, no need to
Say more.
"Haha, I met the master of the palace, Lord Shui Wu, in the Star Dou Palace. Lord Shui Wu gave me some rewards, so I was able to progress so quickly!" Xia Yan said, looking at the two of them with a smile.
"This lord!"
Guo Lin and the other three also came over. Guo Lin looked serious and saluted Xia Yan and said hello.
He and Xia Yan didn't know each other at all. After Xia Yan shot down Qiu Lu just now, he was still a little worried whether Xia Yan would wipe out their Tutan tribe. When Xia Yan flew towards them from the battlefield
, Guo Lin and the others were even more worried. When Xia Yan came close and called out Fang Muyu's name, the three of them felt slightly relieved. Since this person knew Fang Muyu, he should not attack the Tuqin tribe again.
Therefore, he quickly stepped forward with Bao Fei and Leng Yan and saluted Xia Yan.