God Emperor

There has been deep resentment between Yunwu County and Sifang County, and the warriors of the two countries naturally hate each other and are hostile to each other.

While Zhang Ruochen and Zi Qian were sniping at the warriors from the Sifang Commandery, the warriors from the Sifang Commandery were also hunting down the warriors from the Yunwu Commandery.

Even other counties also participated.

Early the next morning, Zhang Ruochen and Zi Qian found a woman's body in a creek.

The fatal wound on her body was in her neck. A small cut was made in the carotid artery, and blood kept pouring out of her body, dyeing the stream red.

The air was filled with the smell of blood.

"What a cruel killing method." Zhang Ruochen frowned tightly, and there was an unknown anger in his heart.

He walked into the creek and carried the woman's body to the shore.

He had some impressions of this woman. She was a noble daughter from the Yunwu County. Her cultivation had reached the middle stage of the Xuanji Realm. She was extremely talented and had a great chance of being admitted to the Wu City Academy.

Zi Qian has long been used to killing, and said: "Looking at this killing method, it should be the work of a genius from the Qing family in Sifang County, and there is indeed a remnant of his aura here!"

Zhang Ruochen didn't know much about the young warriors from Sifang County, so he asked, "Who are you talking about?"

"Qingyou. He can be regarded as the most outstanding genius of the Qing family in the past century. He reached the Great Perfection of the Huangji Realm at the age of fifteen, became a Huangbang warrior at the age of sixteen, and broke through to the Xuanji Realm at the age of seventeen. Now, his age At only twenty-one years old, he has already reached the small extreme level of Xuanji Realm.”

Zi Qian added: "It is said that he has practiced an evil skill that can absorb the true energy of women, so he can practice so fast."

Zhang Ruochen closed the woman's eyes, buried the body next to the stream, and said: "Among the young warriors in the Sifang County, there are only three warriors at the Xiaoji level of the Xuanji realm. I didn't expect to meet him again so soon. Previous!"

Zi Qian said: "You want to kill him?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "Don't you want to?"

"You have to know that Qingyou is not Feng Zhiyi. He is a ruthless character who is quite difficult to deal with."

Zi Qian continued: "Although Feng Zhiyi is a genius, he is far behind Qingyou. Qingyou's cultivation has reached the peak of the small extreme of the Xuanji realm, and even the middle extreme of the Xuanji realm None of the warriors can be his match."

Feng Zhiyi has just broken through the small extreme level of Xuanji Realm, but Qingyou is the pinnacle of the small extreme level of Xuanji Realm. The gap between the two is not as big as usual.

Zhang Ruochen looked solemnly, looked around and said, "Danger is approaching."

Zi Qian's ears twitched and her expression changed. She immediately pulled out her battle sword, assumed a defensive posture, stared into the lush forest, and said, "We were ambushed."

"Haha! You guys are alert. I didn't expect that you would notice it so quickly!" A hearty laugh rang out.

"Wow!"

Prince Huo Xing flew out of the dense forest on a second-level low-level beast, the Qinglin Eagle, and hovered above the heads of Zhang Ruochen and Zi Qian.

He stood on the back of Qing Linying, standing proudly, staring proudly at the two people below, and said: "You are really powerful. There were at least fifteen warriors from Sifang County who died in your hands last night, right?"

Zhang Ruochen raised his head slightly and said, "How did you track us?"

"Da da!"

Footsteps sounded.

In the woods, a cold-faced man walked out, wearing a red robe, holding a foot-long hooked blade in his hand, and sneered: "As long as I find the first person killed by you, I want to catch up. Is it difficult for you guys? Haha!”

Zi Qian stared at the man wearing a red robe, her eyes darkened, "Qingyou."

The corner of Qingyou's mouth curled up slightly, her eyes fixed on Zi Qian's graceful figure, then moved to her beautiful face, and smiled evilly: "She is really the best, and her cultivation level is not low. If I can absorb the energy in your body, With true energy, maybe I can break through to the middle level in one fell swoop.”

Zi Qian's eyes turned cold and she said in a cold voice: "Since you have set up an ambush, come out now!"

"Swish!"

In the jungle, a series of breaking wind sounds were heard.

An instant later, seven more figures flew out. Among them, three were at the middle stage of Xuanji Realm and four were at the early stage of Xuanji Realm.

Seven young warriors stood at seven different positions, blocking all Zhang Ruochen and Zi Qian's escape routes.

Prince Huo Xing stood on the Qinglin Eagle's back and said with a smile, "Why haven't you crushed the Qilin Ball yet? Do you think you still have a chance?"

Zhang Ruochen immediately released the space domain, glanced at the nine people present, and his heart sank slightly.

Just Qingyou's combat power is higher than that of Zhang Ruochen and Zi Qian. It is already impossible to defeat him.

What's more, there is Prince Huo Xing, whose combat power is not much weaker than Qingyou's, flying in the sky. He may attack at any time and kill Zhang Ruochen and Zi Qian by surprise.

In addition, there are seven Xuanji realm warriors who have blocked all retreat routes for Zhang Ruochen and Zi Qian. In this way, they didn't even have a chance to escape.

Prince Huo Xing smiled and said: "Even if you crush the Qilin Ball and raise the Qilin Smoke, it will be useless. No one will come to save you. The disciple from the outer palace guarding this area is a young genius from our Sifang County. , I have already said hello to him, even if he sees Qilin Yan, he will not come to save you. "

Zhang Ruochen said: "Prince Huo Xing is really impeccable in his work. Aren't we certain to die today?"

Qingyou's eyes were evil, she shook her head and said with a smile: "No! Your Highness, the Ninth Prince, you will definitely die. As for the beauty in purple, she is so beautiful, so of course you cannot kill her easily. Haha!"

A warrior next to him who was in the middle stage of the Xuanji Realm also showed an evil smile and said: "Young Master Qing, when you absorb the true energy in her body, it will be a pleasure to hand it over to our brothers."

"court death!"

Zi Qian turned into a purple afterimage, rushed out at a speed of forty meters per second, and stabbed the warrior in the middle stage of Xuanji Realm with a sword.

You must know that the average warrior at the Xiaoji level of Xuanji realm can only reach a speed of thirty-six meters per second.

Only warriors at the highest level in the Xuanji Realm can explode at speeds of forty meters per second.

It can be said that Zi Qian was really angry. She used her fastest speed and wanted to kill that person first in one move.

Qingyou snorted coldly, and moved faster, reaching forty-four meters per second, which was comparable to a warrior in the Xuanji realm.

He appeared in front of Zi Qian like a ghost.

He stretched out a cyan palm, which was covered with cyan scales, like a monster's claws.

"Pop!"

Qingyou's claws were as hard as iron, and they collided with Zi Qian's sword, sparking a large cloud of sparks.

"Bang!"

Qingyou's five fingers came together and he actually held Zi Qian's sword with his bare hands.

Zi Qian's face changed, and she immediately wanted to sheath her sword and retreat. But Qingyou's five fingers were like iron pliers, tightly holding the sword's edge. No matter how hard Zi Qian tried, she couldn't shake his claws.

"Green Demon Hand!" Zi Qian said.

Qingyou smiled and said: "That's right! It's the Qing Mo Shou, a low-level spiritual martial art. I have mastered it to a small degree, making it invulnerable to swords and guns, and invulnerable to fire."

Zi Qian immediately abandoned her sword and retreated.

Qingyou's speed was even faster, his palm reached out and grabbed her neck. Five cyan hand shadows appeared in the air, attacking Zi Qian's neck at the same time.

A poisonous wind came from Qingyou's claws, exuding a faint smell of blood.

Zi Qian's delicate body managed to avoid Qingyou's claws. She put her hands on the ground, kicked out a pair of slender legs, and kicked Qingyou in the chest.

Bang!

Qingyou took a hard kick from Zi Qian and took three steps back. However, she was not injured. Instead, she laughed wildly, stuck out her tongue, licked her lips, and said, "It's interesting!"

Zi Qian immediately grabbed the battle sword on the ground, circulated the true energy in her body, and inspired the eight inscriptions in the battle sword.

A layer of cyan brilliance appeared on the surface of the sword, exuding a biting cold aura.

"Swift wind and flying snow!"

Zi Qian's arms kept turning, and the sword drew circles in the air, forming a howling wind. As the cold air in the sword body continued to escape, white specks of frost appeared in the air.

The frost grew larger and larger, turning into white snowflakes.

"Spirit level swordsmanship!"

Qingyou's eyes became extremely ferocious, and she roared, "Green Demon Hand!"

Qingyou turned into a cyan shadow and rushed straight into Zi Qian's sword circle.

With a bang, the cyan ghost hand suddenly hit the tip of the sword, and a wave of cyan air burst out.

Zi Qian made a muffled sound in her mouth, the tiger's mouth split open, and the sword in her hand was knocked out and fell into the stream.

"Bang!"

Qingyou hit Zi Qian on the right shoulder with a palm, sending Zi Qian flying more than ten meters away.

She flew in the air, spat out a mouthful of blood, her face became very pale, and she suffered severe internal injuries.

"Ha ha!"

Qingyou grinned and rushed forward again, grabbing Zi Qian's ankles and trying to capture her.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen flashed out from behind Zi Qian, holding the Flashing Soul Sword, and stabbed Qingyou between the eyebrows.

"Heaven's heart breaks the plum blossom!"

Sensing the danger, Qingyou immediately let go of Zi Qian's ankle, with a contemptuous smile on her lips, and reached out to block the sword in Zhang Ruochen's hand.

Suddenly, the sword move in Zhang Ruochen's hand changed from stabbing to slashing, and he shouted: "Tianxin points the way!"

A ten-meter-long sword energy flew out from the sword edge and struck Qingyou in an instant.

Qingyou's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately stretched out his hands and channeled all his energy into his palms.

A ball of blue zhenqi light was condensed between his palms.

"The blue devil cries."

He shot out the zhenqi light balls in his hands, forming a blue ghost mist in front of him, which collided with the sword energy.

Zhang Ruochen felt the powerful force coming towards him and immediately blocked it with his sword. However, he was still blown away by the powerful force and fell seven meters away.