Chapter Seventy-Six: Breaking Out of the Siege (2)
Yun Sihai's eyes cracked, and the explosion of true qi gushed out from all over his body, shaking Bai Zexuan dozens of steps in a row.
Yun Sihai ran to Yun Qishan's side with a pale face, squatted down tremblingly, and shook his hand to probe his son's snort, his son was already breathless, the wound on his chest was gushing bright red blood, his eyes were wide open, and he looked dead.
Yun Sihai was so shocked that he took three steps back, he couldn't believe that his only son had been hacked like this, and he was still less than two feet away from him......
He closed his eyes in pain, screaming as he looked up to the sky, and two lines of cloudy tears flowed from his closed eyes.
In addition to the pain, the monstrous anger seemed to burn the entire hall, and he clenched his fists tightly, his teeth clenched, and a few wisps of blood flowed down from the corners of his mouth.
Yun Sihai's whole body trembled, and the true qi gushing out of his body was intertwined with anger, burning the entire space, and Ye Qingqiao and Bai Zexuan, the only ones standing in the hall, seemed to be able to hear the explosion of the air.
Ye Qingqiao and Bai Zexuan quietly approached, Bai Zexuan pulled Ye Qingqiao behind him, and he endured the severe pain on his body and looked coldly at the almost crazy person in front of him.
Bai Zexuan and Ye Qingqiao's hearts have been sinking, Yun Sihai's cultivation is already far above them, such a gap is like a gap that can never be crossed, once such a person goes crazy, his strength will increase exponentially, and maybe the two of them will die here today.
Ye Qingqiao and Bai Zexuan glanced at each other silently, and this glance was full of reluctance and fear of death......
Yun Sihai slowly opened his eyes and stared at Ye Qingqiao fiercely, "You dare to kill my son, I will let you be crushed to pieces today!" he burst out of his teeth word by word.
Bai Zexuan held the Silver Moon Scimitar and looked at the clouds and seas with awe.
Yun Sihai pulled out the Xuanwu double axe behind him, his body burst up more than a zhang high, and when he picked up the double axe, he slashed at Bai Zexuan and Ye Qingqiao, and a momentum that split the world attacked Bai Zexuan and Ye Qingqiao.
Bai Zexuan forcibly lifted the true qi of the whole body and walked retrograde, when the true qi was retrograde in the body, there would be a short-term surge, and the strength could be forcibly increased by three times, but there was also a fatal backlash consequence, which would hurt the muscles and bones, and at worst the muscles and veins would be broken and die.
But Bai Zexuan couldn't take care of anything else, he only knew that if they didn't fight back, they wouldn't even be able to catch a single move, and counterattacking might be able to get a glimmer of life, even if the chances of this life were slim, but he was willing to fight with his life!
Bai Zexuan's retrograde true qi had already caused blood to flow from the corners of his mouth and eyes, the hosta on his bun had been shattered, his black hair was forced to fly high by his true qi, and the white clothes on his body had been dyed bright red by his own blood, flying fiercely behind him.
His Silver Moon Scimitar glowed with scorching white light under the infusion of True Qi, and he also rose violently, holding the Silver Moon Scimitar and slashing horizontally.
"Boom!"
The two powerful forces collided in the air, and the sparks from the Xuanwu Twin Axe and the Silver Moon Scimitar shot out in all directions, and the true qi flew sideways, and the aftermath that flowed out shook Ye Qingqiao behind him a few steps back.
Bai Zexuan's cultivation was still shallow after all, and his strength was never able to compete with the strong internal force of Yun Sihai, he was directly shocked and fell to the ground, due to the forced retrograde true qi just now, this impact came, and the two forces exploded directly in his body, and he felt that his internal organs had been shattered.
He weakly propped up half of his body, and wanted to reach out to pick up the Silver Moon scimitar that fell not far away, but his hand was pressed like a thousand forces, and he couldn't lift half a minute, and there was a sharp pain in his chest, "vomit~" A stream of blood spurted out, splashing a few feet away.
Yun Sihai landed firmly on the ground, he looked at Bai Zexuan who was paralyzed on the ground, snorted coldly, stepped forward, raised one foot and stepped on Bai Zexuan's chest hard, until Bai Zexuan spit out two mouthfuls of blood in a row.
Yun Sihai said ruthlessly: "Kill my son, I want you to die without a place to be buried!"
After speaking, he raised his Xuanwu axe and was about to slash at Bai Zexuan's head, when a strong sword wind swept into the air.
He hurriedly took a few steps back and looked back coldly at Ye Qingqiao, who was holding the Fengming knife.
"I wanted to be this prince first, and then come to clean you up, but I didn't expect you to die first! Then I will fulfill you!" Yun Sihai said fiercely.
He hated Ye Qingqiao to the bone, but he wouldn't let her die so happily, he wanted to torture her slowly, and torture her in the most tragic way, so as to alleviate his pain of losing his son a little!
He steriously put his hands together, and a force instantly wrapped Ye Qingqiao's head tightly, she threw away the Fengming knife in pain, and hugged her head tightly with both hands, wanting to shake off the powerful force.
Yun Sihai's eyes widened, with a thick hatred, the power in her hand was gradually getting stronger, Ye Qingqiao's face had been squeezed out of shape, blood flowed out of the seven orifices, and her strength to struggle became smaller and smaller, and finally hung down weakly.
Yun Sihai dissipated the power in his hand, and Ye Qingqiao suddenly fell to the ground like a rag doll, losing consciousness.
Yun Sihai looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "Qishan, did you see it? You wait, Dad will avenge you in a while!"
He walked next to Ye Qingqiao, looked down at the person lying on the ground, and gathered a red flame in his hand, this is the Burning Sky Flame, if it burns on his body, the first thing to burn is the three souls and six spirits, burning for three days and three nights, making people feel the pain of their souls being burned to ashes.
When the soul is burned, the last thing to burn will be the body, although the soul is gone, but the pain is still there, so you must also feel the pain of your body being burned.
If the soul is burned out, then the person will be equivalent to the soul is scattered, and there is no possibility of reincarnation.
This is the most cruel punishment, and Yun Sihai wants to avenge his son Yun Qishan in this way.
The Burning Sky Flame flashed with a scorching red light in Yun Sihai's palm, and Yun Sihai smiled and was about to throw the Burning Sky Flame on Ye Qingqiao's body.
Suddenly, Yun Sihai's hand was locked by a strong force, and Yun Sihai turned his head in horror.
I saw a man in a blue brocade robe grabbing his hand, this man had a pair of ice blue eyes, his cultivation was already in the seventh level of the knot pill stage, much higher than him, and his vigorous power made him feel terrified.
Yun Sihai suddenly remembered that Yun Qishan had said before his death that there was a demon named Feng Ling who wanted to kill him, with a pair of ice blue eyes, and the Xuanwu Sect was chasing this person everywhere in the demon world.
Yun Sihai forced himself to ask calmly, "You are the Feng Ling of the Demon Clan?"
The blue-robed man let go of his hand, patted the clothes on his body, and said, "That's right, I'm Fengling!"
Yun Sihai said angrily: "It turns out that you are the demon who wants to kill my son!"
Feng Ling sneered and said, "Just your son's role, it takes time to kill him!" Feng Ling was also inexplicable, when was he going to kill that Yun Qishan? During this time, he was stared at every day by the people of the Xuanwu Sect, and everything was in the way, if it wasn't for the fear of trouble, he would have killed that group of people.
Yun Qishan was dead, and Yun Sihai knew that it was pointless to pursue it again, so he said coldly: "My son has been killed by this woman now, and now I want to kill her, what do you have to do with it? Why do you want to stop me?"
"She has what I want, and it's hard to take it when she dies!" Feng Ling stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the Burning Sky Flame reached his hand. 2k reading web