"Mao Cen, what is coming at me, it has nothing to do with him", seeing that Mao Cen also wanted to make a move on Qin Yang, Qiao Da said anxiously.

Glancing at the anxious faces of the four people, Mao Cen laughed loudly and said, "It's okay? It doesn't matter if it doesn't matter, it's not up to you to decide."

Qin Yang stood aside and was silent, secretly speculating. Mao Cen's mid-level realm combat power, the other more than ten people are probably also homogeneous realm combat power, there are already five people, Duan Lingyu's combat power has been greatly reduced, and there is barely a seventh-layer combat power of the homogeneous realm, no matter how you calculate it, you can't beat it, Qin Yang has a big head for a while.

The enemy's eyes were red when they met, and the two sides looked at each other for a moment, Mao Cen finally couldn't hold his butcher's knife, his face suddenly turned cold, and he gave an order: "Kill"!

More than a dozen people behind him drew their knives and killed Qiao Da and several people.

The two sides fought in an instant, startling the yellow leaves all over the ground, the sword light flashed, and the shouting was killed.

Spare Mao Cen and Qin Yang stood still, the former probably didn't take this beginner of the same realm in his heart, and Qin Yang was also thinking. In short, one side chooses to ignore it, and the other side chooses to be ignored temporarily.

Although the combat strength of more than a dozen mercenaries was uneven, the victory was due to the large number of people, and the Qiao Da several people were more than one enemy, and they fell into a heavy siege for a while.

"Boy, it's your bad life, you've fooled around with them, I'll personally send you on the road, reincarnate and find a good family", Mao Cen looked at Qin Yang like a lamb to the slaughter.

"Yes, I'll thank you for killing me?" Qin Yang seemed to hear a funny joke, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was full of mockery.

The rules are trampled on, and there is no reason in the world where the human system is supreme, but it is just that the strong are respected, but this is fine, only a sword is enough, otherwise you still need to practice a strong mouth.

Qin Yang sighed in his heart, he had been here for more than half a year, and after adapting to the rules here, he missed the original world more and more, not because he was afraid and afraid, but because he was lonely in his heart.

Hearing Qin Yang's mocking words, he felt that Ling Ran's battle intent blooming again, causing Mao Cen to be suspicious for a while.

Immediately without pause, he drew the big knife out of the sheath with his hand, and slashed Huashan towards Qin Yang with one move.

There is too much difference from the Mao Cen realm, so it is naturally impossible to feel it, but this slash is to reveal the realm of the fourth layer of the Middle Realm.

Qin Yang knew in his heart that Mao Cen's aura was stable before, and it was definitely not as simple as entering the homogeneous realm for the first time, if he didn't take the initiative to exude the realm aura, he naturally couldn't sense it.

Before the sword light arrived, a brilliant aura from the tip of the knife arrived. The sword has sword energy, and the knife naturally has sword energy, but this sword qi is also the same as sword qi, it is a kind of realm, a kind of mysterious and mysterious realm.

If you want to fight, I'll fight!

At a distance of more than a foot from Qin Yang, the Chixiao Sword on Qin Yang's back was quickly unsheathed and smeared straight towards Mao Cen's neck, and at the same time, Qin Yang retreated.

Mao Cen was startled by the sudden appearance of the flying sword, and then turned the blade to defend in front of his neck.

Seeing that the Chixiao Sword was thrown off, Qin Yang recalled it with a wave of his hand.

Mao Cen was amazed by the skill of this imperial sword, driving foreign objects is a skill only in the Empty Ming Realm, and he has only seen it in his life from the head of the regiment, Zhou Qing, and his eyes gradually became solemn when he looked at Qin Yang.

Mao Cen suddenly jumped into the air, and the long knife swung out with a rotation around his body, and the sword qi around his body poured down towards Qin Yang.

Mao Cen made a killing move, and used his famous mid-level and high-level combat skill in the Black Wind Mercenary Group - "Desert Lonely Smoke".

Looking at the sword qi in the sky, Qin Yang had to slash the Chixiao Sword with all his might, but his combat power was greatly defeated, there was too much sword qi, his clothes were torn one after another, and the fine wounds oozed out drops of blood, and his body was incomplete.

Mao Cen landed gently, looked at the embarrassed and quite satisfied, and slowly walked towards Qinyang.

Feeling the great pain all over his body, Qin Yang was like a thousand ants devouring it, holding the Chixiao Sword with difficulty, looking at Mao Cen's approaching figure, his vision gradually blurred.

"Slap", Qin Yang kicked Mao Cen right in the chest, and fell out in an instant, and his elbows were on the ground and he was about to get up with difficulty.

Suddenly, a big foot slammed under Qin Yang's jaw, Qin Yang, who was just about to sit up, hit the ground again with the back of his head, Qin Yang got up again without yielding, and then another heavy kick in his chest, repeated several times, Qin Yang was unable to get up again, and he was dizzy for a while.

"Rise again, isn't there a kind of follower", Mao Cen rubbed Qin Yang's chest fiercely with his big feet, his facial features were quite hideous, and the posture of a superior person was undoubtedly revealed, and his words were full of ruthlessness.

"Ahem", Qin Yang was squeezed and panted for a while, coughing up a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and his chest was already covered with wounds, and he almost passed out in pain at this time.

On the other side, Qiao Da and several people saw that Qin Yang was destroyed by Mao Cen, and they were angry in their hearts and had the intention to rescue, but they were all entangled by mercenaries and couldn't get out.

Looking at Mao Cen, who was destroying himself above, became three figures, ethereal, Qin Yang seemed to have no intuition at this time, and the pain disappeared.

Accompanied by Qin Yang's dizziness, the mud pill palace was violently dry, the black scroll was ups and downs, and the 12 golden characters like stars that fell off from the black scroll suddenly turned into a ring, spinning extremely fast. The sudden abrupt change caused the blood flow to speed up all over the body.

The oozing red blood gradually turned into a pale golden color, Qin Yang seemed to be dreaming, the earth was cracked, the mountains collapsed, the rivers flowed backwards, and the underground magma erupted, burning the sky red, and there was a great sign of annihilation.

Qin Yang's consciousness continued to shuttle in the dream, as if another self had awakened, his eyes were pitch black, and his pupils were indistinguishable.

Mao Cen continued to ravage Qin Yang, laughing a few times from time to time, and his bloodthirsty excitement gradually reached a climax.

Suddenly, he kept holding Mao Cen's big foot on Qin Yang's chest tightly with his hand, Mao Cen's laughter stopped abruptly, and he looked over and saw Qin Yang's eyes like ink, and he unconsciously wanted to pull his big foot out.

After repeating it a few times, the big foot did not move at all under the pressure of Qin Yang's right hand, startling Mao Cen into a cold sweat, and his heart was uneasy.

Qin Yang got up suddenly, and as soon as Mao Cen's ankles tightened, he was picked up by a big hand.

Mao Cen was terrified, he didn't know what kind of demon the kid in front of him had fallen into, and his strength exploded, but it was still to no avail, and he was grabbed by his legs like a chicken and hung upside down.

After a pause, a fierce light surged on Qin Yang's expressionless face, and he swung Mao Cen up and threw it to resist.

The heavy armor made a strong impact as Mautzen's body fell to the ground, and the force of the shock caused a mouthful of blood to spurt out.

The fight on the side of Qiao Da stopped instantly, and he looked at the backs of Mao Cen and Qin Yang, who fell to the ground, and was shocked.

Without waiting for Mao Cen to stand up, the Chixiao Sword trembled and flew into Qin Yang's hand, Qin Yang's figure instantly arrived at Mao Cen like a bolt of lightning, and slowly raised the Chixiao Sword.

At this time, Mao Cen was like a frightened bird, his face was full of fear of death, and he could no longer have the slightest sense of resistance.

The knife fell, a pool of blood poured on the ground, Mao Cen's head fell to the ground and bounced and never moved again, leaving a headless body half-kneeling.

Looking at Mao Cen's miserable death, more than a dozen mercenaries behind him, swallowing saliva in their throats, and their vain steps unconsciously retreated, as if they felt the coming of death.

Finally, the killing god in front of him slowly turned around and walked over with his head down, unable to see his facial features. The Chixiao Sword in his hand still dropped Mao Cen's blood to the ground drop by drop.

Unable to withstand the fear of death any longer, more than a dozen mercenaries screamed and scattered to flee for their lives.

Qin Yang's lowered head suddenly raised, and an evil smile erupted on his unwavering face. The Chixiao Sword in his hand flew out at the speed of light in an instant, and flew back into his hand again in less than three breaths, and the blood on the tip of the sword flowed down like rain, splashing blood flowers on the ground.

There was not a single scream, perhaps not even pain, and more than a dozen bodies fell down in an instant.

The four of Qiao Da were so shocked by the scene in front of them that they couldn't speak, and they looked at the more than ten corpses around and at Qin Yang, who was standing like a monster, and their hearts trembled.

At this time, the twelve golden characters in the Qinyang Mud Pill Palace collapsed from the ring, the surrounding wind gradually stopped, and the black scroll returned to quiet.

As the Mud Pill Palace calmed down, Qin Yang's golden blood gradually receded and slowly turned red, his eyes slowly closed, two black lights disappeared in the pupils under his eyelids, and his body suddenly collapsed.

It's just that Qin Yang's consciousness is still shuttling in the space of mountains and rivers, the difference is that the surrounding scenery seems to have changed, the twinkling stars gradually appear and continue to dot the sky, the great rivers flow endlessly, and the earth returns to tranquility.

......

In the morning, a white ray of sunlight was sprinkled on Qin Yang's face through the dense leaves, and his closed eyes suddenly opened.

"Hehe, Brother Qin, are you awake", Duan Lingyu was looking at Qin Yang who had just opened his eyes with a smile on his face.

Qin Yang immediately got up, looked at the newly changed black clothes around him, and nodded at Duan Lingyu.

Touching the back of his head, which was a little swollen, the wounds all over his body had healed, and he couldn't remember what happened for a while, but he felt that he had a long, long dream.

"You've been in a coma for three days, and you can't wake up no matter how you scream," Duan Lingyu said with an embarrassed expression.

"It's been three days, have you slept for three days?Wait, it's the fourth-layer realm", Qin Yang looked at and felt the power of the qi sea of the four-layer realm, and was secretly surprised in his heart, last time he also killed the golden beast in this beast forest canyon, and when he woke up, he broke through, and the same way of ascension made Qin Yang fall into contemplation for a while.

"Let's have something to eat", Wang Yan whispered to wake up his own eyes.

Touching his gurgling belly, Qin Yang didn't think much about it, took a branch skewer with a large piece of barbecue meat from Wang Yan's hand, and ate it with great gusto.

Soon, Qiao Da and Xu Zhu also came back from hunting, and saw Qin Yang wake up and ask for warmth.

Suddenly, Qin Yang remembered something important, turned back to Qiao Da and asked, "Brother Qiao, what day is today?"

"January 23rd", Qiao Da looked at Qin Yang with a puzzled expression, not knowing why.

Qin Yang slapped his thigh and then got up.

"I have something important to do, I'm afraid I won't be able to go with a few people, take care of a few people, see you again", Qin Yang said and bowed his hands to the four of them one by one, and then turned around and rushed towards Qingyang Sect.

"Hey, Brother Qin......", a black light appeared in Qiaoda's head.

Looking at the back of Qin Yang leaving in a smoke, the four of them stood in place and lost their minds for a while, this is too fast.