Chapter 627: Qi Practitioner
Two shocks, one after the other, chased after each other.
The light in front is not very stable, and it seems that it may dissipate at any time, while in the light behind it, there is a killing machine, revealing a kind of nirvana.
"Duan Qinghong, even if you run to the ends of the earth, I will catch you up and break your corpse into thousands of pieces. A roar of rage came from the light behind him, shaking the heavens and the earth.
"Haha, yes, you can chase it, I'll see how long you can catch it. In the light ahead, a flirtatious voice sounded.
The light came from far and near, and after approaching Yang Xuan, the light in front of him suddenly changed direction and rushed directly towards Yang Xuan.
The light dissipated, and an emaciated middle-aged man jumped down from the flying sword and rushed towards Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan didn't move, his gaze just fell on the flying sword.
The flying sword was blue-blue, and after the emaciated man left, it circled in the air and stabbed Yang Xuan's throat.
"Despicable!" a cold snort came again, and another ray of light fell instantly.
"Each other, each other!"
The flying sword stopped less than an inch of Yang Xuan's throat, and Duan Qinghong's face was full of sneers: "Wu Yong, you Yunlan Sect prides itself on being famous and upright, and it is your duty to protect mortals, but now, I want to kill people in front of you, what can you do to me?"
The light dissipated, and a young man with a flying sword on his feet frowned and looked at Yang Xuan.
"Let him go!"
Wu Yong's gaze only swept around Yang Xuan's face, and he didn't pay attention anymore, but just said coldly to Duan Qinghong.
"Heh, let him go, can you let me go?" Duan Qinghong sneered all over his face.
Wu Yong had been chasing him for a day and a night, to be honest, at this time, he was already at the end of his crossbow.
"Duan Qinghong, you indiscriminately killed innocents, slaughtered several villages for your own selfishness, this kind of practice has seriously violated the Qi Refiner Convention, I won't kill you, you go back with me, right and wrong, you have your own conclusion. Wu said coldly.
"Go back?" Duan Qinghong sneered at his face: "You treat me as a three-year-old child?"
Wu Yong shook his head, and then glanced at Yang Xuan before saying, "You know, even if you kill this mortal, you won't be able to threaten me." ”
"Hahahaha. Duan Qinghong laughed loudly: "See, this is the so-called famous faction, nominally to protect civilians, but in fact it is to sell fame and reputation, so it doesn't matter if you live or die." ”
When he said this to Yang Xuan, there was a terrible smell of broken jars.
"Are you Qi Refiners?" Yang Xuan suddenly asked.
Duan Qinghong and Wu Yong were stunned at the same time, because Yang Xuan's tone was very calm, and there was no panic on his face.
It stands to reason that ordinary mortals would have been so frightened when they encountered such a thing, and it was not easy to stand still, so they would be so calm as Yang Xuan.
Duan Qinghong felt that something was wrong, but no matter how he observed, the person in front of him was just a mortal, and there was no abnormality.
"Let me ask you, are you a Qi Refiner?" Yang Xuan asked again, his arm stretched out slightly, and took it towards the flying sword hovering at his throat.
Looking at Yang Xuan, who had a flat expression, Duan Qinghong inexplicably felt a panic.
Even Wu Yong set his eyes on Yang Xuan again, his eyes flickering.
The crystal fingers gently pinched the blue-blue flying sword, like pinching a snake.
The snake struggled, but could not break free of the two white fingers no matter what.
Duan Qinghong's face changed drastically, and he was angry: "Who are you?"
Click!
With a slight force on his fingers, the small blue-blue snake made a crisp sound, breaking apart from the middle and splitting in two.
Burst!
Duan Qinghong suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his spirit quickly withered.
In the early stage of foundation building, he was chased and killed by Wu Yong all the way, and there was not much left of the spiritual energy that had already been consumed, and now the flying sword that was destroyed by Yang Xuan and refined with his heart and blood suffered a heavy blow in an instant.
After spurting blood, he reacted quickly, jumped up, and was about to leave Yang Xuan's side.
But the next moment, a white hand gently pressed on his shoulder.
"Wait!"
As soon as the voice fell, the palm of the hand pressed down gently.
Duan Qinghong instantly felt that there was an extra 10,000-ton mountain on his shoulders, which pressed him out of breath, and he was full of despair.
Duan Qinghong's face turned white, he knew that he was afraid that he would be in big trouble today.
All of this happened in a few seconds, the rabbit rose and fell, and the situation in the field had changed dramatically, and Wu Yong, who was looking at the opposite side, was directly on the spot.
Swish!
A shocking wave came out from Duan Qinghong's sleeve and stabbed Yang Xuan's armpit.
Click!
After a soft sound, a huge scream rang out to the sky.
Wu Yong's face turned a little pale, and looking at Duan Qinghong's arm that was forcibly ripped off his body, he suddenly felt that his mouth and tongue were a little dry.
Although he also kills people, but as simple and direct as Yang Xuan, he is still a little unacceptable.
There is no beauty at all.
"No matter how thoughtful you are, it's not as simple as breaking your arm. Yang Xuan looked at Duan Qinghong coldly.
In a way, Yang Xuan's primordial spirit is closer to the ruthless cultivator of the Great Dao than the ontology, and the seven emotions and six desires of human beings are almost inaudible in the primordial spirit.
Beads of sweat continued to flow down Duan Qinghong's forehead, and the severe pain made him almost unbearable.
"What sect are you from?" Yang Xuan asked lightly.
"I'm a loose cultivator, where did I come from? Duan Qinghong used his only remaining hand to cover the wound tightly, struggling.
"Your Excellency, he is the important criminal of our Yunlan Sect, I wonder if Your Excellency can hand him over to me?" Wu Yong suddenly gave up.
Yang Xuan ignored him, just looked at Duan Qinghong and asked, "Do you know where the Seven Star Dao Gate is?"
Duan Qinghong's face was full of miserable smiles, and he stared at Yang Xuan deadly: "Your Excellency is not here to entertain me, the Seven Star Dao Gate, one of the three realms, as long as it is a qi refiner, no one knows, no one knows, since I am in your hands, I want to kill or chop, listen to it." ”
Yang Xuan nodded, since Duan Qinghong knew where the Seven Star Dao Gate was, it would be even better.
Seeing that Yang Xuan didn't answer his words, Wu Yong showed a trace of annoyance between his eyebrows, and his tone began to turn cold.
"Your Excellency, let me repeat, Duan Qinghong is the key criminal of my Yunlan Sect, if you want to take him away, you are an enemy of my Yunlan Sect, Your Excellency should consider it. ”
As the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation of the Yunlan Sect, he had his own arrogance in the middle stage of foundation building, and Yang Xuan ignored his existence repeatedly, which already angered him a little.
"I'm still useful to this person, and I'll pay you back after using it. Yang Xuan didn't even look at him, and said lightly.
Duan Qinghong's face was red and white for a while, and after a while, they all turned miserable.
Once upon a time, he actually fell into such a field, like an object, and threw it away when he was used up.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that life was boring.
"You'd better give him to me now. Wu Yong lost his patience and said coldly.
"What if I don't pay it?" Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed.
"Then you are the enemy of the entire Yunlan Sect. Wu used a word, and the light in his hand was already lit up.
"Heh!" Yang Xuan smiled and shook his head, but only said four words: "I don't know whether to live or die!"
"What?" Wu Yong was furious, his arm waved suddenly, and a cyan light emanated from his waist, piercing the night sky and slashing directly at Yang Xuan.