Chapter 212: The Seven Sons of Qingyang Die

Chen Jian's strength was beyond the expectations of the seven sons of Qingyang, and no one was Chen Jian's opponent.

So the seven sons of Qingyang joined forces with the Seven Star Sword Formation, and united the power of the seven people to kill Chen Jian.

"Slash!"

The seven sons of Qingyang joined forces to control the blue giant sword and slashed down towards Chen Jian's body.

The blue giant sword gathers the power of the heavens, the earth and the stars and the power of the seven sons of Qingyang, and it is powerful.

The blue giant sword crossed the sky, and the terrifying power scattered out,

It seems to have distorted the surrounding void.

"Chen Jian, today next year is your death day!"

"This is what you did if you provoked Qingyang Mansion. ”

"I advise you to obediently give up resistance and die. ”

Tao Ping's face was hideous, his eyes were cold, he looked at Chen Jian and shouted loudly.

"In this world, the person who can make me die has not yet been born. ”

When Chen Jian heard this, he sneered and said, he was not afraid of the attack of the seventh son of Qingyang at all.

However, Chen Jian's face was solemn, his eyes were deep, and he didn't dare to take it lightly.

He tapped his toes on the ground, and his body quickly retreated, opening up a distance from Qingyang Qizi.

"Wind spell, Wind Tear!"

Chen Jian's face was cold and handsome, his eyes flickered, he snorted softly, and quickly pinched the spell mark with both hands.

Chen Jian cast a wind spell, and the wind was torn.

The spiritual power in Chen Jian's body, like the Yangtze River, was rolling and flowing in the meridians.

Without reservation, he gathered all his spiritual power on his hands.

Suddenly, a burst of brilliant green light suddenly erupted on Chen Jian's body,

The cyan light shines between heaven and earth!

A palpitating aura emanated from Chen Jian's body and spread to the surroundings.

Tear and pull!

Between heaven and earth, a spatial crack was suddenly torn apart, and a terrifying hurricane quickly swept away.

The hurricane swirled rapidly, with terrifying devouring and tearing powers.

Everything that came close to the hurricane was swept up in it and then torn to pieces.

Even the Blue Greatsword!

Originally, the blue giant sword wanted to slash at Chen Jian.

But on the way, it was swept away by a hurricane and was torn to pieces in an instant.

Under Chen Jian's control, the hurricane continued to sweep towards the seven sons of Qingyang not far away.

"What the hell is this?"

Seeing this, the seven sons of Qingyang couldn't help but be shocked.

The hurricane swept quickly, and the seven sons of Qingyang didn't have time to think about it, so they turned around and fled.

But the hurricane came too fast, and it had terrible devouring and tearing powers.

Several of the seven sons of Qingyang were swept up in the hurricane before they could escape a few steps.

Yes!

Only a few miserable sounds were heard, and several of the seven sons of Qingyang were torn to pieces in an instant.

Their bodies turned into a mist of blood in the sky, dissipating between heaven and earth, and completely died!

"The third, the fourth, the fifth, the sixth!"

When Wang Chen saw this, his eyes suddenly split, and he shouted loudly.

"Big brother, let's go!"

"If you don't leave, it's too late!"

Tao Ping had a frightened look in his eyes, and he pulled Wang Chen and fled into the distance.

"You can't escape. ”

"I want to use your flesh and blood to pay tribute to the dead Chen family. ”

Seeing this, Chen Jian let out a sneer, and he said in a calm tone.

At this time, Chen Jian was like a demon who controlled death, which was very terrifying.

"Go!"

Chen Jian snorted coldly, and he pressed the curse mark with both hands.

I saw that the hurricane was under Chen Jian's control, and it quickly swept towards Wang Chen, Yue Wuxian, and Tao Ping.

The speed of the hurricane is too fast, and it has the power to devour and tear.

Wang Chen, Yue Wuxian, and Tao Ping didn't have time to escape, so they were swept up in the hurricane.

Then by the terrible tearing force, the body was instantly torn into minced flesh and shattered,

It turned into a cloud of blood mist and dissipated.

At this point, the seven sons of Qingyang are dead!

The seven sons of Qingyang came in high spirits, but they didn't expect to end up with the annihilation of the whole army.

It's sad, pitiful, alas, alas!

Chen Jian's face was cold and handsome, his eyes were cold, and with a wave of his right hand, the hurricane dissipated.

"Stone, go and inform the Great Elder that the crisis is over. ”

Chen Jian raised his eyes and looked at the stone hiding not far away, and commanded.

"Yes, Master. ”

Hearing this, the stone nodded,

Then he immediately called to inform the Great Elder of the situation in the ancestral land of the Chen family.

In this battle alone, the Chen family's ancestral land suffered heavy casualties and suffered great losses.

The second elder and the third elder were all seriously injured and dying.

Fortunately, Chen Jian refined the healing elixir Guiyuan Dan, and hurriedly let the second elder and the third elder take it.

The injuries of the Second Elder and the Third Elder improved quickly, and as long as they recuperated for a period of time, they could heal.

But what made Chen Jian feel very heartbroken was this.

Nearly fifty dead soldiers of the Chen family who have cultivated secretly,

Died in the battle against the Seven Sons of Qingyang.

The Chen family has been cultivating and training since childhood.

It cost the Chen family countless amounts of money and time.

Every deceased member of the Chen family is a precious asset.

It is a pity to lose every dead soldier of the Chen family.

At this time, in the back mountain of the Chen family's ancestral land, before the Chen family's cemetery.

Chen Jian, Great Elder, Second Elder, Third Elder,

And Hehi, stones, and every day, and mosquitoes, and others,

There are also a number of dead soldiers of the Chen family, the people of Qilin Guard.

All in one place, neatly lined up.

After the battle, Chen Jian asked people to collect all the bodies of the dead soldiers of the Chen family who died in the battle.

Then, with the highest sacrificial rules of the Chen family's ancestral land, the Chen family's dead soldiers were buried.

In the sky, it was raining lightly, but none of the people present held an umbrella to hide from the rain.

In the rain, they stood straight like tall green pines.

"Brothers, go all the way!"

"You are not alone on the Yellow Springs Road. ”

"Because I have avenged you!"

"The flesh of the enemy is sprinkled on your graveyards. ”

"I will go to Yellow Springs with you. ”

Chen Jian's face was cold and handsome, his eyes were deep, and he said in a low voice.

I saw that Chen Jian's right hand was raised, and blood rained in the sky, scattered in the cemetery.

These are the flesh and blood of the seven sons of Qingyang, which were collected by Chen Jian with spells after the war.

In order to pay tribute to the dead soldiers of the Chen family who were killed by the seven sons of Qingyang, and comfort their souls in the sky.

The red rain fell on the mountainside, and the pungent smell of blood permeated the heavens and the earth.

The north wind howled, like a dead soul wailing.

Chen Jian clicked on his right hand, and the red rain in the sky quickly crystallized and turned into blood-colored petals.

Among them, there are also white snowflakes, which are fluttering, desolate and beautiful.

After a while, the entire cemetery in the back mountain was covered with white snowflakes and red blood flowers.

"Over the years, you have lived up to me, and you have been rewarded with the first seven of the vegetarian sacrifices. ”

"If he is the supreme in his year, he will bloom everywhere with blood. ”

The red rain in the sky, wrapped in white goose feather snow, fell to the earth.

Chen Jian's face was cold and handsome, his eyes were deep, and he stood proudly with his hands behind his back.

He looked at the cemetery in the back mountain and said lightly, with grief and determination in his words.