Chapter Ninety-Six: Fiasco

Lei Yan's eyes were full of contempt, only to see his right hand raised slightly, stretched out slightly, Hou Qingyang's earth-shattering, weeping ghost god's knife actually faintly became a little sluggish, Hou Qingyang suddenly felt bad, but the arrow was on the string, and he had to send it.

"Pretend to be a ghost and give me death!" Hou Qingyang roared angrily, and his momentum did not decrease.

Lei Yan's eyes were sharp, his right hand clenched into a fist, and he saw that there was also a fist shadow gathering in mid-air, and the black vortex was instantly wrapped in a black aura.

"Broken!"

Lei Yan threw a punch, and everyone only felt that this punch was unpretentious, there was no martial arts at all, it was completely a straight punch, and no one could understand it.

"Can this really stop this knife?"

Hou Qingyang also felt that Lei Yan was a little arrogant, and saw that blood kept spurting out of his mouth and clinging to his blade, this power made everyone's hearts frightened, like a sleeping tiger being awakened.

The corners of Lei Yan's mouth were lightly raised, and there seemed to be a devil awakening in his right arm, and the huge blade and fist marks collided in mid-air.

Bang!!

An explosion rang out in front of the gate of Thunder City. A huge crater appeared in front of everyone on the vast ground, and in an instant, the aura carried the flying sand and stones like a sharp sword to the crowd watching the battle.

"Hurry back!"

Someone was directly knocked out hundreds of meters by this aura wave.

They hurriedly retreated, no one dared to approach again, and the explosion continued, and did not stop.

"The battle between these two True Court Realm little guys can be so terrifying."

"It's not good, Qingyang has done his best, but this Lei Yan is just a random punch."

Several people sighed, this moment seemed to be a tie, but in fact, the winner was divided.

Bang!!!

In the smoke, the two figures rushed out almost at the same time, the big knife in Hou Qingyang's hand kept waving, and rushed towards Lei Yan below with a slash of the knife, the latter had a trace of contempt in his eyes, and there was a sound under his feet, and the figure soared into the sky.

"Hou Qingyang, you are too weak, this battle should be over!"

Hou Qingyang listened to the voice in his ears, he directly slashed his wrist, and the blood rolled down to his big knife like a river, at this moment Hou Qingyang's momentum kept rising, and the red blood on his body was like a demon crawling out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain.

True Court Realm Fivefold!

True Court Realm Sixfold!

True Court Realm Sevenfold!

Everyone saw that Hou Qingyang's strength soared all the way to the True Court Realm Sevenfold before finally stopping.

"What kind of terrifying secret method is this, and the strength can be increased so much? This is also too terrifying, the background of the Taishang Sect is really not to be underestimated."

Yu Rong also exclaimed at this time, "Qingyang has actually been forced to this point, although the Life and Death Sacrifice can increase the strength by several grades, but it is not only blood that burns, but also "overdraft his own vitality".

Sure enough, Hou Qingyang's hair was already half white at this time, and there was only killing in his eyes, and his reason had long been gone, and he was really like a beast.

Several old men clenched their fists, if their lives were really in danger, they would be shameless, and they had to take action to leave Hou Qingyang.

Lei Yan's face was full of disdain, "What if you just squeeze your own blood dry?" It's just in vain".

Roar!!

Hou Qingyang was like a bloody man, his incarnation rushed over with a flick of red light, and the blade swept out, opening and closing, as if even the space could be torn apart, and the thunder blow in front of Lei Yan actually had a trembling feeling, and it exploded.

Hou Qingyang stepped out of the thunder, like a god of death, this knife slashed directly at Lei Yan's neck, the latter's eyes were unmoved, and he was not moved at all.

Lei Yan raised his right arm, and suddenly, a dazzling and astonishing flash of light in the sky above his head broke through the darkness, cutting a silver snake-like crack in the sky, followed by a thunderclap that shook the ground.

Lei Yan roared, and his right arm actually reflected the lightning in mid-air, but his right arm was a black strange aura,

"Thunder Soul Slayer Palm! Hou Qingyang, it is your honor to be able to die under this trick! ”

A wave of sound slammed into Hou Qingyang, his eyes were obviously in a trance for a moment, and the big knife in his hand was also slowed down for a moment, this level of battle, a breathing exercise is enough to affect the outcome of the battle.

Lei Yan seized this moment, and a thunderous palm print that reached the sky fell on Hou Qingyang's big knife.

Bang!!

Hou Qingyang's eyes were full of incredulity, his big sword was at the level of a treasure weapon, and it was shattered in an instant, turning into fragments and falling down.

Hou Qingyang's figure flew out directly, the weapon was shattered, and his chest was directly dented by Lei Yan's palm, his mouth kept vomiting blood, and a blood-red arc in mid-air made people can't help but marvel.

Everyone on the side was amazed, looking at Lei Yan's figure, they all envied and admired,

"This should be one of the mastery of the Thundering Pavilion, the perfect combination of sonic fighting skills and palm techniques, caught Hou Qingyang off guard."

"One palm smashed Hou Qingyang's treasure, this power is too terrifying."

"Qingyang!" The irascible old man in the sky, seeing Hou Qingyang flying out upside down, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, he was already impatient, this little guy was cultivated by him, how could he watch him die here.

At this moment, Hou Qingyang stood up again, the broken hilt of the knife supporting his body, and he looked at Lei Yan with a tough look in his eyes, as if to say, I can still fight.

Lei Yan put down his hands, and all the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, as if he no longer put Hou Qingyang in his eyes, and there was no need to work so hard.

"Yes, overdrawing your vitality, you can barely force me to use thirty percent of my strength, you are already proud enough."

"What? Only 30 percent? Everyone watching the battle was shocked.

Hou Qingyang's face was pale, but he still walked forward step by step, the blood in his chest kept flowing downward, and his eyes became more and more blurred, he looked at the girl behind Lei Yan, his face was soft and apologetic, and then he slowly fell, at this moment he actually shed tears,

"Ah Qiu, I'm sorry for you, it's useless to blame me."

Lei Yan couldn't help but sneer: "A Demon Sect disciple, you are so sentimental, did you teach you too much emotion?" ”

Everyone was also a little surprised, they didn't expect this Hou Qingyang to be so affectionate.

Just as Lei Yan's palm black aura was condensed, he wanted to end Hou Qingyang, if the old guy of the Taishang Sect wanted to save Hou Qingyang, he was not afraid, who didn't have a backstage.

When the irascible old man in the sky was also about to make a move, a voice suddenly sounded,

"Hou Qingyang? Whoever told you to save me, get out! ”

At this moment, everyone's eyes were looking at the woman behind Lei Yan, with a strange expression.

Hou Qingyang, who was dying, looked at the woman's tearful appearance, and he said hoarsely in pain:

"Aqiu, I'm sorry".

Hou Qingyang was so weak at the moment that he couldn't even shed tears, Ye Zhaoqiu burst into tears, and scolded Hou Qingyang angrily,

"You idiot! Idiot! You know that if you come, you will die, why do you still come? ”

Hou Qingyang smiled suddenly, looked at the woman's lovely face, and couldn't help but say:

"I didn't know why, but now, it's probably because I like you."

Then he laughed at himself, a disciple of the Taishang Sect said this, but it was really a bit embarrassing, sure enough, the people who watched the battle did not have the slightest pity, but felt that Hou Qingyang was very stupid.

"It's stupid for a woman."

"Who's to say it isn't? With this guy's talent, maybe he will be too forgetful in the future."

Ye Zhaoqiu listened to Hou Qingyang's words, tears rained down, she thought of the past, and her heart couldn't help tearing pain, she cried and begged:

"I beg you, you go quickly, it's really not worth it for someone like me."

Lei Yan's face was weird, go? Where to go? When he doesn't exist?

Hou Qingyang looked at her appearance, feeling guilty, and hated why he couldn't save her.