Beast

Two Reality Realm cultivators rushed over like lightning. The female cultivator in fur skirt had a smile as bright as a flower, while the yellow-haired old man had an angry look in his eyes.

'Brother Mo' and others gathered together in one place in an instant, separated from the angry-faced young man and others.

Although 'Brother Mo' hated the angry-faced young man and others, the yellow-haired old man was a powerful Reality Realm cultivator after all. The Yang Fire had been put away at this moment, and he did not want to cause any more trouble to the female cultivator in Qiu skirt, so he made a way to avoid it.

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After Yang Qing brought a large piece of fire crystal-like rock wrapped in fire jade into the Zi Mansion, he also made a move to avoid it with 'Brother Mo' and others.

I thought to myself, "Although she said she would keep herself safe, she can't be careless."

Before he suddenly rushed into the big battle, the female cultivator in Qiu skirt had communicated with his spiritual consciousness, saying that as long as he helped him fight for the Yang Fire, he would be safe.

At that time, Yang Qing had already decided to rush out and kill Hao Zhan, so he agreed without any hesitation. At this time, the refining Yanghuo was already in the Zi Mansion of 'Brother Mo', but Hao Zhan only lost one arm. Maybe he would continue to fight.

, he may be able to kill Hao Zhan, but he cannot put his life completely on the female cultivator in Qiu Qun.

After all, the strength of the female cultivator in fur skirt and the old man with yellow hair are equal to each other.

However, the four others, including the angry-faced young man, refused to end like this, and each of them attacked even more rapidly.

The dark red-haired monk had been injured before. At this moment, the injury has not improved at all. Even the soldier has been damaged. The key is that most of the fire spirit beads have been irreversibly consumed but there is no gain. The long-planned refining

How could Yang Huo be in vain and admit that Yang Qing was the culprit?

Hao Zhan broke off his arm. Even though he had brought the broken arm to the Zi Mansion, the broken arm was almost shriveled by the flames. It was extremely difficult to reattach the bones and muscles.

The hatred and anger in his heart almost made him bleed, and this hatred also originated from Yang Qing.

The angry-faced young man was refining the Yang Fire, and with the help of the dark red-haired monk's fire spirit bead, he had already pulled the Yang Fire over, but his success fell short due to Yang Qing's attack.

How could he not hate, be angry, or complain!

Another monk was also very angry and fought for several days. In the end, he was disrupted by a body cultivator, which consumed a lot of spiritual stones.

The four people's hearts were filled with rage, and they said angrily, "Crazy man, you don't know the heights of the world, I will let you die here", "You dare to be arrogant and seek death for a small body cultivator", "Let's see who can protect you!",

"Beast, your next breath will be your death!" He gathered all his attacks and hit Yang Qing ferociously.

The Yang Fire has been put away, and there is almost no possibility of obtaining it again. Due to the female cultivator in fur skirt, the four of them dare not attack the other five cultivators wantonly, so they can only vent their anger by killing the enemy!

Obviously, Yang Qing, a lonely man, became the target of their hatred.

"wishful thinking!"

'Brother Mo' was the first to shout violently, and Huo Cha quickly intercepted him.

The other four people also took action to intercept.

Yang Qing gave up killing Hao Zhan and made a move to avoid it, but he was definitely not afraid. Seeing Hao Zhan and others attacking, the murderous intention in his heart surged again. He took the green and yellow sword and attacked with swift and light sword movements.

The green and yellow shield has been used as a defense, and it is almost immune to attacks from fire spells.

Including him, there are six people in this party.

The four people including the angry-faced young man and a soldier puppet lost their arms in the heroic battle, and the dark red-haired monk was seriously injured.

The two sides briefly exchanged blows to make judgments. If the fighting continued like this, the gap would become wider and wider. It would be impossible to kill one or two of them.

"stop!"

The yellow-haired old man's shout was full of anger.

A flash of yellow light and a wisp of purple light fell between the two parties in an instant, and their figures became clear. It was the yellow-haired old man and the female cultivator in a fur skirt holding a bright red flower umbrella.

Both sides of the war took a step back and stopped attacking.

"court death!"

The yellow-haired old man was full of anger. He let out a low drink and struck Yang Qing's chest with his rock-like palms flashing with yellow light. The attack was extremely fierce.

Yang Qing knew that he had no chance of resisting, and the attack came too fast. Even when the yellow-haired old man fell, he was already extremely vigilant and protected himself with a green and yellow shield, but he had no chance to hide.

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The anger in his heart was ignited like hot oil stained with sparks. Even though the yellow-haired monk was far stronger than him, he couldn't stop the murderous intention in his heart from growing like a wave!

Completely giving up evasion, the charging of Sky Splitting Slash begins.

The sharpness of the Zunpin True Soul is as if it is about to break, as if the sharp cracks are constantly getting clearer and deepening.

"Old man, if you can't kill me with one palm, you can't save your palm either!"

What Yang Qing was thinking at this moment was,

I knew that it would be difficult to survive the attack of the Reality Realm cultivator, but I was confident that as long as I didn't die instantly under this palm, I could complete the charge of Sky Splitting Slash, and cut off the opponent's palm with the power of Splitting Sky Slash, and I felt an inexplicable feeling in my heart.

This time it will definitely arouse the feeling of killing.

If you can't survive, it will make you shed your skin.

Such a mood makes the body wrapped in flames look like a sharp blade unsheathed, and the sound of "clang" is lingering.

The woman in a fur skirt with a smile like a flower suddenly covered her face with frost. A bright red flower umbrella immediately stood in front of Yang Qing. The red silk silk suddenly turned into a streak of hair. On the rock-like palm of the yellow-haired monk, "Bang!", the rock-like palm appeared.

There are fine cracks.

The yellow-haired old man quickly retreated, his anger surged on his face, and he yelled, "Fairy witch, I will kill this madman, and the matter of refining Yang Fire will be over!"

The frost on the female cultivator's cheeks has not eased at all, and her sweet voice has become cold, saying, "Old man, don't you feel blushing when you attack a Dingling Realm cultivator? Huh, let's finish it? Even if you don't finish it, you will

What can be done?”

"Then let's see if you can protect him. I will kill him today!"

The yellow-haired old man said firmly, turning his hand and offering up the yellow ball magic weapon about a foot long.

And Hao Zhan and others, 'Brother Mo' and others all moved back, while Yang Qing stayed put. He knew that the distance was so close and it was useless to rely on speed to hide, so he refused to give way.

Even if the other party is a Reality Realm monk.

If the yellow-haired monk is too strong, he will not survive if he avoids it. Maybe he will still die if he resists, but he will also die standing!

"Who do you think you are!?"

The female cultivator in fur skirt sneered, and with a flash of purple color, she stepped in front of Yang Qing.

The cold pupils gazing at the yellow-haired old man suddenly turned fiery red, as if a flame was rising, and the coiled black hair then turned fiery red. The graceful figure sent out a surging heat wave, and the whole person seemed to be burning with flames.

Seeing this scene, the yellow-haired old man narrowed his eyes inadvertently and snorted coldly, "Humph!"

But he didn't immediately attack with the yellow ball magic weapon.

Turning his eyes, he stared closely at Yang Qing, who was holding a green and yellow shield and was tightly wrapped in a bright red flower umbrella.

The female cultivator in Qiuqun had a cold look on her face and did not attack the yellow-haired old man first. There is a price for using secret techniques like this. If there is no fight, the price will be minimal, but if there is a fight, it will severely damage the cultivation level.

Her beautiful eyebrows wrinkled, then relaxed, then wrinkled again, and her eyes looked at Yang Qing in surprise, who had not changed at all.

However, the faces of 'Brother Mo' and others turned pale, with an inexplicable look of panic on their faces, and they quickly retreated.

Yang Qing's figure did not change, but the situation at this time was not comfortable. A king-like pressure enveloped him, as if a giant over a hundred feet tall stood in front of him. He knew that this was the yellow-haired old man who had been in the past.

Kunhun suppressed his true soul.

I also know that the purpose of this approach is to use coercion to leave a shadow of fear in my heart, making it difficult for me to make further progress in my understanding of Taoism, and to prevent my cultivation from improving.

However, Zunpin's true soul was safe and sound under such pressure.

It's just that Zunpin's true soul is like being stuck in a quagmire, quite constrained and very uncomfortable.

Yang Qing had a vague feeling in his heart, that is, as long as the killing intention comes out, the pressure of such Kunhun can be crushed to pieces. Moreover, the fierce brewing in his heart is enough to activate the killing intention and send out the killing intention.

Sounded.

However, I have some concerns.

No one would be willing to bear such pressure, and Yang Qing was even more unwilling. He had already wanted to resist desperately, but that was when the Qiuqunv cultivator couldn't protect him. At this moment, the Qiuqunv cultivator urged someone to

Such a secret technique made the yellow-haired old man unwilling or even afraid to take action.

If only the high-grade true soul made a chilling sound, Yang Qing would not hesitate to crush the pressure of such Kunhun.

However, the high-grade true soul will affect the black and red smoke, and the second indiscriminate attack of the chilling sound will come second. The key is that the first chilling sound will shock everyone present, and the second

A chilling sound will make him suspicious. Why is there a second chilling sound? Treasure? Then if I get it, can I also activate the treasure to emit a powerful shocking force - chilling?

The nine monks in the late stage of Dingling may not know about the aptitude of spirit, the power of intimidation, and the ability of man to defeat the heavens, but will the two monks in the realm of reality not know?

At that time, a 'treasure' that can send out a shocking power will definitely be coveted by almost any Realization Realm monk, and the results can be imagined.

In this regard, when it was time to save his life, Yang Qing chose to withstand Kun Hun's pressure. It was not difficult to crush Kun Hun's pressure, but he would be on the cusp of the storm. To protect himself wisely, he could only endure it.

Observe the black and red smoke in the left arm, it is not affected by Kunhun's pressure at all.

The expressions of 'Brother Mo' and others gradually returned to normal. I don't know whether Kunhun's pressure only affected them and would not be affected if they were farther away, or whether the yellow-haired old man let a few people go when he saw them shrinking, but Yang Qing did not

He couldn't retreat any closer, and his figure in the sword-drawing position didn't even sway at all.

"Hmph, I will spare your life for this matter. Remember, arrogance will harm your life. Hmph! Go back!"

The old man scolded him coldly, looked up and down with his spiritual consciousness, but found no clues. He waved his sleeves, turned around and headed towards the burning place first.

The angry-faced young man and the others' eyes were spitting fire, with expressions of unwillingness on their faces, but they did not dare to get too far away from the yellow-haired old man.

"You must be careful!"

"Beast, next time we meet, no one will protect you anymore, be careful!"

"Crazy man, just stay cowering in the tribe for the rest of your life. If we meet again, I will take your head. You will never have peace in this life!"...

The angry-faced young man, fighting bravely, and the dark-red long-haired monks all shouted threats one after another!

Yang Qing's body remained motionless, and his voice was low, hoarse, and extremely indifferent, "Don't worry, this cultivator will remember it!" (To be continued.)