Between the mountains and rivers, the carp demon and the obscene old man trembled, and their faces were dyed red by the firelight projected in the night, and fear was written.

Although the gods are almost immortal to a certain extent, if the gods are scattered, it will take an extremely long process to reshape the body, and the power contained in this stick is extremely terrifying, even if a little aftermath spreads, it is enough to directly shake this small piece of mountain, Huangshi Ridge was destroyed, he was the mountain god in this mountain range, and naturally the form and spirit were destroyed, the obscene old man knelt on the ground, his hands were close to the ground, and a rich aura of the earth rose from the mountains, and the earth trembled slightly, like an earthquake, countless dust and smoke floated up from the forest, extinguishing the flames on the canopy, and the entire Huangshi Ridge was hidden in a yellow cloud。

The Qingshui River, which winds between the valleys, rolls up countless countercurrents, the river water is muddy like mud, countless fish and shrimp float up, and they are shocked into minced meat by the terrifying power transmitted from the sky, and the blood stains the long river.

The carp demon carried his back against the boulder, and spat out a clear breath as blue as water from his mouth, and submerged into the river, and the violent river gradually cooled down, and flowed with difficulty in the valley channel.

In the void, countless blood-colored cracks spread out at an astonishing speed, and in an instant, the night sky was densely covered.

Zhang Qian's figure hidden in the darkness was exposed in an instant.

In the dense and wide cracks, his figure appeared extremely fragile, like a fish and shrimp frozen in the ice, ready to turn into a pile of flesh and blood at any time due to the shattering of the ice bricks.

Heavenly Battle Peak is a peerless school, and the Seven Styles of War King.

It is the supreme killing move of the combination of law and martial arts, and the reason why Tianzhan Peak is good at fighting has a lot to do with these seven styles of peerlessness.

"This move is the fourth style of the seven styles of the war king, the mountains and rivers are broken, it is already the strongest killing move that I can use in my current realm, and the strong people in the realm of Qi Xing Zhou Tian do not dare to take it hard, you can die under this move, it is enough to be proud, and today's matter will be decided with this." Wang Yongcheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold thought burst out from his eyes, and his consciousness was the hub, turning into a voice and rushing into Zhang Qian's mind, although he had the intention of attacking his heart, but there was no trace of arrogance, because even if he could win with this move, it would be the end of the same fate with Zhang Qian, before death came, what was there to rejoice, to be able to kill Zhang Qian, it was just a little more comfort in his heart.

The seven styles of the war king, although it is a supreme killing move, are fierce and fierce.

However, the destruction of the body is also incomparable, and it belongs to the method of injuring the enemy by 1,000 and inflicting 800 self-damage.

If it is usual, he can only perform the first three styles at most, and before the realm has arrived, he forcibly casts the latter method, then it is not to hurt the enemy by 1,000 and lose 800, but to hurt the enemy by 2,000 and damage 3,000!

Now that he is in a desperate situation, he knows that he will die, but he can't care so much.

The way the mountains and rivers are broken, the consumption of true qi is fierce, like a fire pouring oil!

When the divine consciousness was transmitted, the layers of scars on his face had been cracked, the flesh and blood on his face were like thorns and whips, and the flesh was flying sideways, and the whole person couldn't withstand the crazy fission of the true qi in his body, and it exploded, and the meridians and cartilage in his body were like cannonballs, constantly shattering and breaking, and in an instant, the whole person had been blown up into shape, and even the white bones under the scalp could be seen, but he was never moved, and his eyes were indifferent.

There is only a pure intention to die in the cloudy pupils, and the broken bones are like things outside the body.

Then the cloudy pupils were also filled with a touch of blood, like blood dripping into the water.

The stick fell slightly, touching the sword qi.

A sharp cutting sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, the mountains within a radius of 100 miles were boiling, the birds and beasts were startled, and the autumn leaves were scattered!

The Yellowstone Ridge at your feet is like a gust of wind!

And every wisp of wind is an extremely powerful sound wave, like a sword and a sword, where it passes, branches and leaves fly sideways, and stone chips splash wildly!

Zhang Qian's five fingers are like iron locks, clenching the broken halberd!

The palm of the hand as warm as jade is like the strongest thing in the world, holding up the power that wants to collapse the mountains and rivers!

The broken halberd was difficult to enter, and the firelight was like a struggling python, writhing wildly in his palm!

However, the blood-colored cracks in the dense sky were not stopped, like a dense rain of swords, slashing like Zhang Qian's body, at different angles and in different directions, but one thing was the same, that is, each crack carried the power of destruction, each crack was enough to smash a hill, and the Eagle God Dao clothes on Zhang Qian's body became flying in an instant, but those cracks fell on his skin, but only insignificant small scars were left, as if the knife of the eyebrows was slashed, the blood marks were thin, and even before the blood could seep out, the blood marks were like water stains on rice paper, which were quickly dried by the wind。

"You!" Wang Yongcheng's eyes were filled with blood, but he showed a clear panic.

He never expected that his jade-burning counterattack would only destroy an insignificant magic robe on the other party's body, and leave some insignificant scars.

Is this still a human body?

This result was completely beyond the limits of what he imagined he could bear.

"You're proud enough to be the first person to hurt me in all these years. ”

Zhang Qian's eyes closed slightly, and he returned his previous words calmly.

Then he gently pulled the halberd out of his hand, and the rough body of the halberd rubbed through his locked tiger's mouth, bringing up countless minced meat, like meat sauce left in a grinding plate.

Even so, Wang Yongcheng still never let go, and there was a strong fighting spirit surging on his body.

Trapped beasts are still fighting!

Knowing that he will die, the ferocity still exists!

The sky and the earth gradually quieted down, the aftermath of the battle dissipated, only the green smoke wafting in the forest still showed the fierceness of the previous battle, the autumn wind was sluggish, everything was in full swing, and the obscene old man and carp demon who were huddled in the cracks of the boulders on the riverbank finally dared to raise their heads, and cast a ray or two of glances towards the dark night like old blood scale, and they also saw this scene clearly, stunned, and shocked!

From the fall of the halberd before, to the dust has settled now.

All the results are in a weird and astonishing contrast with the expected scene, the two of them are now like a paste in their minds, they don't know what is going on, Zhang Qian was still in the fierce power of the devil a moment ago, and he was in danger and almost walked side by side with the god of death, but in the blink of an eye, he was like a god, lightly grasping the life and death of the devil, and he didn't know how the killing move that was enough to break the mountains and rivers turned into nothing, both of them had not dared to peep before, so they missed it, but one thing is clear now, Zhang Qian won, although Huangshiling and Qingshuihe were hit hard, but after all, they were hugged, and then the righteous people won, and the best result.

If the demon kills the righteous path monk, it is unknown whether his two minor gods will be wiped out, even if the other party disdains to do it, the righteous path person dies in his own territory, and all kinds of aftermath matters are also huge troubles.

The overall situation is set, and there are not so many worries.

Seeing that the demon was covered in blood, still persistent and refused to let go, a trace of awe and pity also swelled in the hearts of the two.

To be selected by the heavenly court and named a god must have accumulated a lot of merits, most of which belong to people with pure hearts and good hearts.

Zhang Qianxin didn't have a trace of superfluous emotion in his heart, and after pulling the broken halberd out of his hand, he struck it out indifferently!

Rumble!

Like hitting a bronze bell!

Wang Yongcheng's upright body was like a stubborn dead man, and he was suddenly beaten into a shrimp by this palm.

The battle armor on his body made a sound like a loud bell and a big lu, although it resisted and dissolved seventy percent of the palm power, but thirty percent of the power invaded his body, which was enough to destroy his dying vitality, a mouthful of blood mixed with broken internal organs spit out from his mouth, spilling across the night sky, except for the sound of blood like rain and the afterglow of the tremor of the battle armor, there was no murmur, no muffled hum, no miserable howl. The whole person is like a fallen leaf swept up by the autumn wind, whirling and flying in the air, and finally falling into the clouds in Xiao Suo's killing intent, the sound of the wind in his ears came, and the eyelids that had become a skin membrane finally drooped down, covering the eyes red with plasma, and the breath of life was quietly silent in the dark night.

Zhang Qian followed closely from the clouds, took out the gloomy bamboo robe from the dust cave to cover his body, and then grabbed it in the air, and swept the dead body into the dark world to suppress the seal.

When he fell to the ground, he did not say a word, and took away the halberd from the deep pit.

After doing all this, I want to leave.

The obscene old man and the carp demon have been watching from the sidelines, seeing that although this person is silent, he doesn't seem to be like a wicked person, and the aura exuded from his body before is mellow and upright, and he also seems to be a person in the righteous path, but the previous killing methods are too domineering and fierce, and the murderous aura is too heavy, so that he is a little jealous in his heart, hesitated for a moment, and then mustered up the courage to chase after him, and shouted loudly: "The Taoist chief stays, the old man is the mountain god of Huangshiling, and the god of Qingshui River and water, meet the Taoist chief." ”

"What are you two looking for me?" Zhang Qian stopped and turned around, his eyes calm, and asked the two of them.

"It's not important, it's just that I saw that the Dao Chang had a fierce battle with that demon before, I'm afraid I'm tired, I'm going to 1,700 miles, it's all dangerous mountains and bad waters, and I don't know if the demon has any accomplices chasing after me, so it's better to settle down in my Huangshi Ridge to rest for a few days, recuperate and breathe, and wait for the loss of pure yang true qi to make up for it, and then continue to hurry." The obscene old man stepped forward and said respectfully, I saw Zhang Qian's strength with my own eyes before, and he naturally had the heart to cling, if he could form a good relationship with this person, it would be a great benefit, I am afraid that the Wushan Mountain God will also save some face for himself when he sees himself in the future, and now it is an excellent opportunity, where is he willing to let go.

Zhang Qian looked at him for a while, and saw that his expression was sincere, and the cold wariness in his eyes gradually dissipated.

Nor did he refuse his proposal.

Then his eyes wandered, and fell on the carp demon who was a little timid and shy, as if he was a little interested.

Although he had fought with Wang Yongcheng in the void before, his divine sense was shrouded, and he had been paying attention to the two small gods in this mountain, and naturally he knew every move of the two.

The carp demon had the intention to help him, although he was stopped, but after all, he had this intention.

Zhang Qian is a person with clear grievances, and after inheriting this affection, he will naturally not forget it, smiled lightly, and asked, "How do you call the two of you?"

(To be continued)