Chapter Seventy-Two: Torn

"It seems that Feng Ting instigated Yan Shiping to kill me that day, how many of you also knew?" Zhang Qian was not angry by the murderous intent revealed in his words.

Step by step, getting closer and closer.

When I knew the way of a few people in my heart before, I guessed his temperament, self-righteousness, no one in my eyes, Yu Feng Ting Xu Shi was purely a good person, and then the names of the key people were tested, and the reaction of several people also explained everything, this remark was just to explain their intentions to a few people, that is, because of the events of the day, I came today to take the lives of a few of you, not to ask, let alone tolerate.

Tan Taijing is also a person who has experienced life and death, and he knows that he is not easy to be distracted at such a juncture, so he ignores his questions, concentrates and calms down, and the shape of the ocean of qi has already set off a wave.

Although he was a little happy in his heart, this latent would suddenly appear in front of him, but he did not underestimate the enemy, and his feet moved slightly to distance him, he had already seen this person's close-quarters killing skills before, and he didn't dare to slack off.

As for the companions beside him, he has no time to take care of them now.

The two monks beside him are not weak in terms of strength, and they are comparable to Xu Shike that day, but in terms of combat experience, they are not as good as this Taijing.

Hearing Zhang Qian's inquiry, as if seeking revenge and accountability, the first thing the two of them felt was not danger, but ridiculousness.

After these two months, the details of this person have already been found out by several of them, and a disciple of the outer sect of the Flame Hell Peak climbed to the position of the inner gate by chance, so he really thinks that he is lawless? What's more, now in this isolated underground cave, life is like a mustard land, and such a move is even more deliberate to seek death.

"I waited for the natural knowledge, I didn't expect that your kid was so fateful that he didn't die. One laughed.

"But today is not such good luck, looking for you all over the world, but you sent it to the door yourself, to see if the old dog can save you. The other said in a loud voice.

This person is the monk who was rashly used by Zhang Qian to break the spell before, although he knew that Zhang Qian was afraid that it would be difficult to deal with, but now he was bullied by the crowd, and there was even the finale of Taijing, but there was no fear in his heart, and he almost concluded that under today's situation, Zhang Qian would inevitably be in the catastrophe, so he naturally did not put it in his eyes, and his words were also slightly flamboyant.

Tan Taijing frowned slightly, a little annoyed, it was really a bit stupid to be so noisy between life and death.

But there is not much to say, in this current situation, it can indeed be said that it is nine out of ten, but it is not a light enemy, but a confidence in one's own strength.

However, at this moment, in his divine consciousness, the traces of Zhang Qian's existence faded in an instant, like an ink halo spreading out in the water, becoming elusive.

He was suddenly alert in his heart, and his cold gaze looked into the darkness, and a few feet away, Zhang Qian's figure, which had gradually become clear, lost focus for a moment and blurred in his vision.

Zhang Qian did not deliberately hide his breath before, Taijing could clearly perceive his realm, position, and even the subtle changes in the breath on his body, and knew his every move, so he had such confidence, as long as he made a move, he would be able to detect it at the first time, and give a thunderous counterattack, he was afraid that he would not even be able to hurt his two junior brothers, let alone pose a threat to himself, but it was this clearly visible and palpable figure that was blurred from his six senses in an instant, and he couldn't feel it in his heart. I can't catch it, I can't hear it, I can't smell it, I can't reach it, I can't reach it, and I feel a sense of danger.

The golden light on his body flashed, as if he had put on the battle suit of a god, and with a slight movement of his feet, the whole person turned into an afterimage and flew away along the ice-covered riverbank.

The whole person pulled out a dazzling golden light in the darkness, which was extremely gorgeous.

The two monks beside him were startled, but in an instant, they saw that Taijing was already a few zhang away, and they didn't know what was happening, but they subconsciously asked the Ding Jia God to protect the place in front of him, and at the same time, the divine consciousness spread wildly, like the afternoon sun, trying to illuminate the darkness in front of him, but without distinguishing clearly, the golden light curtain in front of him was shattered, and the two of them looked horrified, a little incredulous, and then they saw a slightly emaciated palm poking out from the broken golden light, unusually pale, and soaked in darkness, there was a bit of bone-chilling, especially the hook and sickle, razor-like nails, more like the evil ghosts in the underworld.

The two of them were so frightened that they retreated again and again, casting spells to resist, but how could they be faster than the claws that demanded their lives.

After stumbling back four or five steps, I felt a sharp pain in my chest, and the terrible nails pierced into the flesh, as if inserted into the mud, without hindrance, even the ribs on the chest, which were easily broken by the slightest scratch of the nails.

"Ahh The two of them let out a terrible wail as their hands glowed with gold and strangled towards their wrists in front of their chests.

Huge pressure surged from the palm of the golden light condensed, blocking the sharp claw from castration for three points, but with the continuous increase of power between the palms, the two of them looked more and more frightened, the strength of the two of them now, is to hold a piece of steel, can also be kneaded like mud, but this wrist in the golden giant palm is almost as weak as a woman's wrist, but it is difficult to shake even a single inch with all your strength, and the sharp nails are still tearing towards the heart inch by inch.

"You dare to hurt the life of my Tianlu Peak disciple!"

Yu Taijing was suddenly alert before, and quickly changed his position to avoid the edge.

After he fixed his figure, he saw that Zhang Qian's hands had been inserted into the chests of his companions, and the blood was pouring out, and he was afraid that he was already at the end of his crossbow.

He didn't expect it, but in an instant, Zhang Qian had endangered the lives of the two, and shouted loudly, like thunder on the ground, wanting to arouse the fear in Zhang Qian's heart, and then his hands were folded, and he pinched out a seal, and then saw a ray of light suddenly dissolve in the darkness of the sky, and then a thunder seemed to explode in the cave, shaking the ice on the river with a cracking sound, and a god covered with gold and jade armor will fall from the light, as if thrown down from the nine heavens, the moment his feet touch the ground, the fierce force instantly penetrates the ground, and the whole cave shakes, the stalagmites are broken, the glacier is broken, and the surging green water rolls upside down。

As soon as his words fell, the golden armor god stepped forward, and his huge palm pierced through the void and suddenly fell.

"I thought there was such a waste up and down Tianlu Peak, but there were still people worth fighting. Zhang Qian turned his head suddenly, the high crown was scattered, and the half-zhang long hair suddenly rolled upside down and scattered, dancing in the air.

It was like a strong wind entering the forest, and the whole cave was filled with rustling sounds.

It was as if there were tens of thousands of sharp blades, cutting through the void, and the Golden Armor God dropped a huge handprint into it, and the rustling sound changed abruptly, becoming sharper, as if the blades were rubbing against a hard object.

The golden streamer was like fine sand, accompanied by broken hair, and kept falling from the sky.

At the same time, a terrible howl erupted from the mouths of the two monks, Zhang Qian used his hair to resist the golden armor god general, and at the same time twisted his hands, shaking the golden giant hands that choked his wrists into pieces, like the nails of the hook and sickle were destroyed in the chests of the two of them, and the heart and lungs were twisted into a mess of rotten flesh.

However, he did not lose his breath in a short time, and struggled frantically, like two rats nailed to the wall, and the blood stained the robes into sauce, which looked extremely terrifying.

Zhang Qian also has no habit of torturing people, and with a split of his hands, he tore the entire chest of the two of them, his hands were cut out from under his neck, and blood was sprinkled wildly, and he was suddenly exhausted.

"What a ruthless person, today you will be buried with my junior brother!"

Taijing wanted to save the two from Zhang Qian's men, but he didn't succeed, and it can even be said that he failed to play a role, and in an instant, he saw that the two of them were torn apart by the terrifying claws, and their lives were lost, and there was a burst of irrepressible fear in his heart, if he was an ordinary person, seeing such a terrifying scene, I am afraid that his soul would be frightened, but he had such a life and death experience, and the fear in his heart aroused a strong killing intent in his heart, and with a wave of his hand, a black heavy object half a person high suddenly smashed out, and he didn't know where it came from, as if it was born out of thin air, seeing that there was a ring in his hand that flashed away, it should be a storage ring or something。

The black heavy object is the Nine Palace Golden Pagoda that has not yet been successfully refined.

This material cost his life savings, smelting extraterritorial star iron, platinum, dark iron, and deep sea sinking silver...... and dozens of other precious metals, and now they have been refined into a rough embryo, which can be said to be condensed by his painstaking efforts.

He didn't intend to take this risk, after all, he couldn't refine it, and there were still many flaws, which were easy to damage, but Zhang Qian's act of killing the two of them in an instant made him dare not underestimate it.

Even if it is himself, he may not be able to do it as clean and decisive as him, although such a tragedy happened, most of it was due to the carelessness of the two people, but such strength is also worth his full effort.

If there is still a heart to underestimate the enemy, I am afraid that those two people will be his own example, he immediately did not hesitate and sacrificed the Nine Palaces Golden Pagoda.

The golden-armored god was shaken back by Zhang Qian's hair before, and his palms were torn to pieces, but not a drop of blood fell, like a weathered city wall, although it was dilapidated, it still had a feeling that it was difficult to destroy.

The Nine Palaces Golden Pagoda flew away and fell into the hands of the Golden Armor Heavenly God, and was held by him with one hand, and the body that was originally a little illusory began to gradually solidify, and the facial features gradually became clear.

A majestic and solemn, gilded face appeared.