Chapter 68: The Death of Qinglan
The monks of Cangmu City would not take such a big risk just to come to Qinglan Sect to take a look, but all this was impossible for Mo Buyu and Qu Chi to have.
So Qu Chi made a decision immediately, "Shan Xiaoyan, don't care about the enchantment, hurry up and kill all the monks up and down this Qinglan Mountain, don't forget what our purpose was at the beginning." ”
"Yes, brother. Although Senior Brother Qu Chi is usually not very serious, his judgment is definitely stronger than that of Shan Xiaoyan Mo Buyu and other monks who have come out very rarely, so when it comes to Qu Chi's words, Shan Xiaoyan is naturally obedient.
The blue long sword was drawn from his waist, and since he had consumed a lot of spiritual power by maintaining his spiritual power before, Shan Xiaoyan did not summon his sword spirit, but even so, it was no problem for a Yuan Infant Stage monk to kill these disciples of the Condensation Stage Pulse Stage on Lan Mountain.
"Ahh
A terrible scream continued to echo on Qinglan Mountain, and the monks of the Qinglan Sect could only seem to flee one by one like headless flies, but the surrounding area had long been sealed by Shan Xiaoyan's enchantment, so where could they run even if they ran?
Occasionally, one or two monks would rise up to resist, but for Shan Xiaoyan in the Yuan Infant Stage, there was really no threat at all, and he couldn't even stop him.
"Shameless. Yun Lao's hair continued to stand on end in a rage, you must know that there is still his dearest grandson Yun Ze underneath. It doesn't matter if his old bones are his own, if his grandson dies here with him, he may not be able to sleep under the Nine Springs.
One hundred and eight Fu puppets moved quickly under the command of Yun Lao, wanting to stop Shan Xiaoyan's movements, but don't forget, Qu Chike has been watching from the side, how could he let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
A golden streamer ran straight through Yun Lao's shoulder, if it weren't for Yun Lao's flashing fast, I'm afraid it would be his head that would have penetrated it.
Yun Lao clutched his injured shoulder and looked at Qu Chi with a look of resentment, "Attack these juniors in the Condensation Stage and Pulse Stage, is this the so-called righteous path of your Sword Sect?"
Qu Chi looked at Yun Lao with an indifferent expression, "We have never said what righteous path our sword faction represents, all of this we have done is just to protect this side of the world." ”
Yun Lao trembled and pointed at Shan Xiaoyan who was slaughtering and said, "This is what you do to protect the world?"
Qu Chi was silent for a moment, "In order to protect a world, there are always some people who need to be sacrificed, because they are already on the wrong path. Senior, this matter has nothing to do with you, and we don't want to kill you, as long as you give up resistance, I can promise not to attack you again, and this matter will never get out, all we want is their death. ”
Yun Lao sneered and rejected Qu Chi's proposal. Nonsense, there is still his grandson among these people, do you want to watch them kill their own grandson, how is it possible?
Qu Chi also shook his head regretfully, "There is no way to do this, although the master said that he can't kill you, but for the time being, I still need to beat you to the point where I have no power to fight back, senior, I'm sorry." ”
Qu Chi's voice was about to fall, and the Jin Xu in his hand shot straight towards Yun Lao like a golden lightning, and Yun Lao, who had lost the protection of the Fu Soldier Puppet, was naturally impossible to resist Qu Chi's attack, so he covered his stomach and bent down with a muffled snort.
Qu Chi slowly flew towards Yun Lao's side, "I'm sorry senior, out of respect for your strength, I can only temporarily seal your dantian, and you who can't operate your spiritual power will be a spectator for the time being." ”
And Yun Lao didn't know if it was because of the reason to maintain the stability of the dantian, and he didn't answer Qu Chi's words.
And Qu Chi continued to say to Yun Lao as he walked over there, "Actually, senior, this matter has nothing to do with you in the first place, and you don't need to take yourself for the sake of these people who have gone astray, what do you say?"
Yun Lao still didn't answer Qu Chi's words.
Qu Chi felt that something was wrong at this time, and hurriedly rushed to Yun Lao's side and grabbed Yun Lao's body. And as soon as he came into contact with Yun Lao's body, he already felt that something was wrong.
"Oh no, it's a puppet. Qu Chi threw out the fake Yun Lao in his hand, and then opened his divine sense and began to search for Yun Lao's traces.
On the other side, Shan Xiaoyan had already killed all the way to the Qinglan Sect's council hall, and Luo Xi and her inner disciples were staying inside at this time.
"Bang" Shan Xiaoyan stomped open the door of the council hall, and slowly walked in with the blue flying sword in his hand.
"If you try to resist, then I can only say I'm sorry. Shan Xiaoyan said with a cold face. Although he had killed many people before, he knew that the person of calamity must have appeared in front of him, and it didn't matter who it was, just kill them all.
Luo Xi didn't speak, because they understood that no matter what they said at this time, the other party would not let them go, and resisting? Although it may be a very stupid act, they really don't want to just stand here and wait for death.
Hao Lei, who was the first to strike, held in her right hand the flying sword made of fire breath gold that had just been in her hand for a short time, and her spiritual power sprayed towards Shan Xiaoyan like Nine Heavenly Fire under the guidance of the Burning Sky Sword Technique, and the sword qi also became as red as lava.
And Shan Xiaoyan didn't blink his eyelids, but just pierced Hao Lei's heart with a sword.
"Senior Sister" "Senior Sister"
The fire was finally extinguished, and Hao Lei slowly fell in a pool of blood with a strong unwillingness.
On the other side, Feng Zhengdao jumped up with the long knife in his hand with red eyes, and slashed towards Shan Xiaoyan's head. The anger knife cultivated by Feng Zheng Dao was originally a method that used emotion as strength, and at this time, his anger had reached the extreme, and under this stimulation, Feng Zheng Dao actually broke through to the strength of the five veins one after another.
Shan Xiaoyan paused slightly at this time, "Very good sword intent, but it has a bit of a famous style." But it's a pity ......"
It's a pity what, it's a pity that you're going to die here today, and there's no more.
When Feng Zhengdao's corpse lay on the ground, there was only fear left in everyone's hearts. Ye Yuanjia, the youngest on the side, was even directly frightened and fainted.
Feng Zhengdao's death still couldn't stop Shan Xiaoyan's footsteps, and the next person to appear in front of him was Zu Ming, the most powerful among his disciples.
Zu Ming's face was already full of death, he knew that he would never be able to cause harm to the monk in front of him, but even if it was just a little chance, he wanted to create it for the person who had helped him, so he resolutely chose to blow himself up.
The self-explosion of the eight-vein cultivator may not be able to withstand even the golden pill. But for Shan Xiaoyan, it was just to make him frown, and then raise his hand to fan away the dust.
And what Roshi was waiting for was the moment he raised his hand.