Chapter Eighty-Three: The Death of Sun Zhong
Thinking of this, Qin Bufan said to Sun Zhong: "Sun Zhong, two years ago, did you instruct a disciple to come and talk to Brother Zhang!"
As soon as Zhang Yang heard Qin Bufan say this, he also answered: "Yes, Sun Zhong, two years ago, you sent a disciple to bring me a message, saying that the sect gave me an order to expel me from the mountain, and that the deacon asked me to go to the back mountain to speak. I didn't think much of it and went. ”
Speaking of this, Zhang Yang's face changed and became gloomy, and he continued: "I didn't expect that after I arrived at the back mountain, I didn't see any deacon hall master at all, but only saw you alone! And you actually took advantage of my broken arm injury to knock me down under the cliff of the back mountain! You may think that my Zhang Yang has fallen to his death! Hmph! I didn't expect that my Zhang Yangfu had a great life, not only did he not die, but he encountered an adventure, and he practiced this martial art, not to mention, but even his broken arm grew anew!"
When Qin Bufan heard Zhang Yang say this, he completely understood the ins and outs of this matter. Sure enough, the mysterious disappearance of Zhang Yang really has a direct connection with this Sun Zhong! This Sun Zhong is really a wicked person!
After listening to Zhang Yang's words, Elder Qian's expression also moved, he turned his head to look at Sun Zhong, who was pale, and asked suspiciously: "Sun Zhong! Zhang Yang's words, is it true? Two years ago, did you harm him!"
Sun Zhong listened to Elder Qian's questioning, his face turned even pale, he pointed at Zhang Yang, and said angrily: "Nonsense! This Zhang Yang is talking nonsense! This is all his family's words! Can he come up with any evidence?"
Zhang Yang listened to Sun Zhong's words and was about to speak, but the sect master of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect, who had not spoken, immediately stood up, stretched out his hand, and after gesturing to the person behind him, he saw that the disciples of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect who were standing behind him gave way out. And the two disciples wearing the costumes of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect were dragging a righteous qi sect disciple wearing a white Taoist robe and a small cyan sword embroidered on his chest.
The righteous qi sect disciple was already dying, dragged by the disciples of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect, but he didn't have the strength to struggle at all. After the two Ten Thousand Evil Sect disciples dragged out this disciple, they threw him to the ground with their hands, and then retreated.
After Qin Bufan saw the face of this righteous sect disciple clearly, he couldn't help but be surprised, this person's appearance was similar to the horse-faced pharmacist two years ago, and the disciple who gave Zhang Yang a message to him!
It's just that Qin Bufan searched the entire righteous valve later, but he didn't even find this person, he originally thought that the horse-faced pharmacist was lying to him, but he didn't expect to see this disciple here today.
As soon as Sun Zhong, who was hiding behind Elder Qian, saw this disciple, his pupils shrank, and he said tremblingly, "He...... He...... Isn't he dead?"
When Zhang Yang heard this, he smiled faintly, snorted coldly, and said: "I can't imagine it! Sun Zhong! This person has not been killed by you at all! By chance, he was saved by me! I will come to confront you today! The witness is here, what else do you have to say!"
As soon as Sun Zhong heard this, his body couldn't stop trembling wildly, he pulled Elder Qian's sleeve, and said to Elder Qian with a begging face: "Elder! This Zhang Yang is no longer the same Zhang Yang he used to be! Now he has cultivated the Demon Skill! He is a Demon Cultivator! Just now he seriously injured the two Patriarchs Qingxu and Qingxuan, have you forgotten?"
When Elder Qian heard this, his face tightened, and he extinguished his thoughts of handing over Sun Zhong to Zhang Yang on the spot, only to see him say to Zhang Yang lightly:
"Zhang Yang! It stands to reason that this sect should come out for you and punish this Sun Zhong. But now that you have practiced demonic skills, and you are entangled with this Ten Thousand Evil Sect, you are no longer considered a disciple of my righteous qi sect, so I naturally can't dispose of a disciple of my own sect because of you as a demon cultivator. ”
Qin Bufan heard Elder Qian say this, his expression changed, and he said lightly: "Elder Qian! Could it be that you are old and confused! This Sun Zhongxin is so vicious, he actually secretly poisoned his fellow disciples! What is the difference between this move and demon cultivation! Since you don't want to stand up for Brother Zhang, then I will clean up the portal!"
After speaking, Qin Bufan didn't wait for everyone to react, and suddenly rushed towards Sun Zhong, who was hiding behind Elder Qian.
Sun Zhong saw that Qin Bufan actually pounced on him, and his face was not only not good, but even more joyful. I thought in my heart, this Qin Bufan is really looking for death! Just boiling the fourth layer of the bone realm wants to take my life!
Thinking of this, Sun Zhong not only didn't hide, but instead stood up and rushed towards Qin Bufan.
Seeing this, Zhang Yang's expression changed, he had already seen that Qin Bufan was only the strength of the fourth layer of the Boiling Bone Realm at this time, how could he beat Sun Zhong, who was the ninth layer of the Great Perfection of the Boiling Bone Realm!
At that moment, Zhang Yang shouted:
"Brother Qin, be careful!"
But his words came too slowly, and Qin Bufan and Sun Zhong were just a breath away, and then they faced each other in the air.
I saw that Sun Zhong's face was gloomy, as if he was thinking about how to solve Qin Bufan with one move.
The moment the two met, Sun Zhongli was still fantasizing about how to solve Qin Bufan with one move.
But before he could react, Qin Bufan had already slapped him in the chest like lightning.
Qin Bufan's palm came too fast, too suddenly, Sun Zhong didn't expect that Qin Bufan was just the fourth layer of the Bone Realm, and he would have such a fast speed.
It's too late, it's too soon. In the blink of an eye, Qin Bufan hit Sun Zhong's heart with all his palm.
Qin Bufan's palm was deadly, although he had been busy cultivating and alchemy for the past two years, he had also been practicing some spells. Two years have passed, and the giant force technique that Qin Bufan learned at the beginning has already been practiced to the peak level, and the power of one punch can hit nearly 10,000 catties of power!
Not to mention the Boiling Bone Realm, even if it is the Qi Condensation Realm, these masters of the True Yuan Realm can't withstand the power of Qin Bufan's punch at all.
After Sun Zhongjie ate Qin Bufan's punch firmly, he didn't wait for him to react, like a fallen leaf blown up by the wind, and flew straight out more than ten zhang away before stopping.
After Sun Zhong ate Qin Bufan's punch, his chest had completely collapsed. I saw Sun Zhong lying on the ground, vomiting blood, wanting to speak, but couldn't make any sound, and after whimpering for a few breaths, he tilted his head and lost his breath.
From the beginning of Qin Bufan's fight with Sun Zhong to the end of Sun Zhong's death, it was only a dozen breaths.
Everyone on the field didn't expect that Qin Bufan was just the strength of the fourth layer of the Bone Boiling Realm, and he just used a single punch to beat Sun Zhong, who was the ninth layer of the Great Perfection of the Bone Boiling Realm, to death!