The gray sky, the heavy oppression, can I use my life to pay tribute, tear open a small crack, see if the gods can hang the curtain, bring a trace of miracle, and change the smile like a flower.

"Yu Qian, wake up! wake up...... Don't leave me behind...... It's me, it's me, it's not good, please, wake up......"

Yuan Huang hugged Wei Qian's gradually cold body tightly, tears gushed out, and he cried out heartbreakingly, desperately expecting that one person in his arms would open his eyes and call him again, "Young Master!"

Chen Hupao was completely shocked by this battle, he couldn't imagine that the doll, who was only seven years old, was already a fourth-rank martial artist.

He is not enough, the eldest brother who has been promoted to a fifth-grade martial artist at the age of fifteen this year, such an amazing and glamorous eldest brother will be defeated in the hands of Yuan Huang.

He didn't dare to make a move, and he didn't dare to make a move against the current Yuan Huang. Although Yuan Huang was now completely immersed in grief, he didn't dare, because the injured beast was the most terrifying! and he was just a third-rank martial artist.

At this time, the injuries in Yuan Huang's body had begun to slowly recover, and the wounds outside his body had stopped bleeding, and the terrifying and hideous sword wounds on his body were still there.

"Big brother, how are you?" Chen Hupao, who came back to his senses, hurriedly picked up the dying Chen Longpao, and stared at the Yuan Huang not far away with great vigilance.

Chen Longpao was invaded by the terrifying qi of the Yuan Desolation, and the qi on his body was affected by the chaos and dispersion, and it was already rioting uncontrollably.

The qi of the Nirvana Ancient Sutra was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, burning his meridians completely, and even the chaotic gods were burned out. It's just that Chen Longcano's martial arts cultivation path in this life is completely wasted!

Because the chaos was burned out, Chen Longcang's priesthood gradually recovered. Looking at everything in front of me, I was stunned, then frightened, then angry, and finally covered in deep despair.

"Okay...... Okay......! Someone...... Dark...... Count me in!" Chen Longcang's entire face was badly deformed, his face was covered with blood, and he couldn't see his original appearance at all, and he was muttering to himself inarticulately.

The red and swollen eyes had begun to see the surroundings clearly, squinting at Yuan Huang's blurred back, and the anger in his heart was self-evident.

Although he knew that he had been secretly distracted, the person in front of him had abolished him and cut off his cultivation path. He has to take revenge no matter what, otherwise he will not be at peace in this life!

Tremblingly, he took out a fiery red needle from his arms, "Nine Turns Poison Flame Needle, all of the martial artists below the seventh rank will be turned into pus and blood! Death under this needle is your honor!"

With a gloomy expression, Chen Longpao thought secretly in his heart. He really couldn't bear to use this incomparably precious Nine Turns Poison Flame Needle until he had to, after all, he only had this one on his body! This was the most precious life-saving thing that the family elders had given him.

Chen Hutao took the Nine Turns Poison Flame Needle secretly handed over by his brother, and his expression was uncertain. At this moment, he was still a little hesitant, and he wanted to take Chen Longpao away from here immediately.

It's just that Chen Hucano, who has been accustomed to obeying his brother since he was a child, still finds it difficult to disobey his brother's orders. After a short hesitation, his eyes were cold, he pinched the needle with two fingers, and his qi surged, shooting towards Yuan Huang's back heart.

The Nine Turns of Poisonous Flame Needle broke through the void silently, and it was difficult to detect it at all, not to mention that now the mind was in a grief of grief.

In the blink of an eye, Yuan Huang's skin was broken, and the Nine Turns of Poison Flame dissolved in blood, and instantly dissolved in Yuan Huang's whole body. A trace of black mist spread from Yuan Huang's body, and the black poisonous flame quickly eroded Yuan Huang.

Chen Longpao tried to open his eyes, he wanted to look at this Yuan Huang who had abandoned his cultivation path, wailing in front of him and turning into a puddle of pus and blood.

When this black poisonous flame entered the body of the Yuan Desolation, the remaining Nirvana Ancient Scripture Qi in the body surged wildly, and it began to surround and intercept it like a fierce beast that had been hungry for a long time meeting a delicious prey.

The Nine Turns Poison Flame Needle was destroying, and the Nirvana Ancient Scripture Qi was devouring, and the two started a fierce battle with Yuan Huang's body as the scene.

With the physique of the Yuan Desolate Four-Rank Martial Artist, he naturally couldn't bear it, even if the Nirvana Ancient Scripture Qi could devour the Nine Turns Poison Flame. His body will also be corrupted by the poison.

Yuan Huang was aware of the abnormality in his body, but he didn't pay much attention to it! Because a third force in his body had already joined the battle, and it was constantly dissolving the poisonous power of the Nine Turns Poison Flame Needle.

"You're really damned!" Yuan Huang, who came to his senses, was completely furious, and rushed in front of Chen Longcang in a few arrow steps.

The arm collided with Chen Hucano's long sword, and blood spurted out, but with a trace of black light, Yuan Huang's blood spilled on the two Chen Longpao brothers.

All this happened so fast that the two Chen Longpao brothers couldn't react at all. Because they would never have imagined that Yuan Huang, who had been hit by the Nine Turns Poison Flame Needle, would be safe and sound.

And they couldn't have imagined that Yuan Huang would come up with the blood that contained his Nine Turns of Poison Flame to attack and kill them.

The poisonous flame of the Nine Turns Poison Flame Needle was enough to kill all middle-level martial artists in an instant, even if there was only a trace of it, but the crippled Chen Long Cannon and the Chen Hu Cannon who was only a third-rank martial artist could not resist at all.

It was a nine-ten-out attack, but now it is being counter-killed. After a few faint wails, the descendants of the Chen family, who were originally infinitely beautiful and had a bright future, turned into two pools of terrifying pus and blood, and the reversal between attack and counter-killing was jaw-dropping.

Seeing the two pools of pus and blood on the ground, Yuan Huang endured the tumbling of his abdomen and almost vomited. There was a dizziness in his mind, this was the first time he had killed someone, and two lives had disappeared in his hands.

After all, he is only a seven-year-old child, and no matter how precocious and sensible he is, it is difficult to accept it for a while, let alone in such a cruel way.

However, Chen Longpao is his mortal enemy, his childhood sweetheart's playmate, and one of the most cherished people, who died because of him. In any case, Yuan Huang vowed to kill him with his own hands to avenge him.

At night, the Yuan Mansion was in chaos, the lights were bright, the old man was thunderous and angry, and sent ten people to send his relatives to the Yuan Mansion in Kyoto overnight.

Even Mayor Sima personally led many guards to guard the Yuan Mansion overnight.

King Wu, who had been out for many days, finally returned to Futong Town, and he did not go back to the mayor's mansion, but sat directly in the Yuan Mansion.

Yuan Huang was assassinated, and the news that Yuan Yuqian's life and death were unknown soon came out. And the martial arts conference that was originally going to be held tomorrow was directly postponed to seven days later.

That night, it was unusually dark and the clouds were very low. Yuan Huang, who was covered in bruises and covered in dirty blood, returned to Yuan Mansion alone with a breathless Yuan Yuqian. Yuan Huang, who stepped into the mansion, just put Yuan Yuqian lightly behind the bed, and then staggered and fell down.

The whole town of Futong was shaken, this is a big thing! All the famous nobles went to visit early the next morning, and sent all kinds of precious medicinal materials, but they were all refused to enter!

Princess Yushu also came, but the dignified princess of Huaguo was also politely turned away and ate behind closed doors.

Even the guards of the Yuan Mansion were full of disgust for Princess Yushu, they didn't care about Princess Yushu and didn't know anything about it, everyone only knew that Yuan Huang was going to Princess Yushu's mansion to make an appointment!