I was clearly practicing martial arts, how did it become a magical power?

It seemed that he felt the strong energy in Qin Yang.

The gloomy mass grave keeps making some strange noises.

Pfft~~~

Under the horrified gazes of Li Baling and others, rotten arms stretched out from the soil.

"Ahhhh~~~"

It was accompanied by an extremely terrifying roar.

Corpses with horrific death conditions were dug out of the ground.

Most of these corpses were in dilapidated condition, with rotten faces and covered with maggots.

They are all victims of mass graves.

Nearby villagers, hunters, herb collectors, or travelers passing by this forest.

Their souls are trapped here forever and can never be freed.

"Ahhhh!!!"

These rotting corpses screamed at Qin Yang with strong malice.

Li Baling was so frightened that his feet became weak.

Even an old Jianghu like Qian Hai clenched his hands and was extremely nervous.

Qin Yang twisted his head and looked at Qin Dongsheng: "Father, we haven't fought side by side yet."

"No." Qin Dongsheng smiled.

"Then let us, father and son, fight side by side this time to break through this mass grave."

Qin Yang said seriously.

"good!"

"Let me see how much you've grown over the past few days!"

Qin Dongsheng laughed and pulled out his long knife.

Qin Yang's own sword was broken when fighting Zhou Weichan, and he could only rely on his own pair of iron fists.

"kill!"

"kill!"

The father and son shouted loudly at the same time, and they both flashed and rushed towards these rotting corpses.

Fuchichi~~

Qin Dongsheng's figure flashed sharply, and he waved out wisps of sharp sword light, which were as fine as raindrops, and continued to fly out, chopping up the rotting corpses.

Compared to Qin Dongsheng, Qin Yang was more domineering and fierce.

The blood all over his body was boiling, like waves crashing on a river, surging endlessly.

Bang bang bang~~

The dull and fierce fist wind howled.

The rotting corpse kept screaming and was smashed to pieces by Qin Yang's punches.

His expression was resolute and fierce, as if an Arhat had descended to conquer demons!

The father and son teamed up to kill each other in the mass graves!

Sudden.

A long knife appeared strangely behind Qin Yang and struck down hard!

"Master, be careful!"

Qian Hai couldn't help but exclaimed.

He saw with his own eyes the people who attacked Qin Yang.

It was Yu Cheng who was once the guard of the Qin Mansion.

His face was vicious and twisted, and he must put Qin Yang to death!

Bang~

The long knife fell on Qin Yang and was bounced away by a strong force of energy.

"Yucheng."

"I'm here to save you!"

Qin Yang turned around and saw who was making the sneak attack. He roared wildly and gathered the power of energy and blood in his right palm. He hit the opponent hard like thunder.

He has the memory of the original person, so he naturally recognizes who it is.

boom!

Yu Cheng's whole head was severely shattered by this thunder palm.

Qin Yang picked up his long knife.

With the long knife in hand, Qin Yang's aura suddenly changed.

咻咻咻~~

He waved his long sword, and the sword struck out like a forest, layer upon layer.

Breaking the army and forest momentum!

Fenglin and Huoshan each have their own strengths.

Among them, the forest force is born from group attacks.

Under the moonlight, the stern sword light raged, cutting off heads one after another and chopping up corpses one after another.

Li Baling didn't know why, but he thought this picture was somewhat beautiful.

"I didn't expect that the young master has mastered the saber-breaking technique to this extent."

Qian Hai was deeply shocked.

He had practiced Saber-breaking Technique all his life, while Qin Yang had only practiced it for a few months.

But the latter's level of swordsmanship far surpassed his own.

For a moment, Qian Hai felt complicated in his heart.

"Father!"

Qin Yang caught a glimpse of Qin Dongsheng being surrounded by more than a dozen rotting corpses from the corner of his eye. He roared, swung the knife with both hands, and slashed out like a gust of wind!

Qin Dongsheng only felt a strong wind blowing.

The next moment.

The rotten corpses in front of him were like pieces of paper being torn apart, sliced ​​open diagonally by the light of a knife!

"Is your swordsmanship like this?!"

Qin Dongsheng made a sound in surprise.

Meeting Qin Yang again tonight, he shocked me too much.

"It's not bad." Qin Yang grinned.

"Compared to you, my life has been in vain."

Qin Dongsheng shook his head.

Next, the father and son worked together to quickly strangle the rotting corpses in the mass grave.

Sudden.

The aura of death in the mass graves became more intense and eerie.

boom!

An earthen tomb exploded violently.

The aura of rotting corpses quickly spread in the mass graves.

"It looks like someone big is coming out."

Qin Yang whispered.

"Be careful!"

"This guy is a monster condensed from the death, corpse, and yin energy of the mass graves."

"There is no reason. Just endless hatred for living beings."

Qin Dongsheng looked heavy.

Qin Yang's eyes narrowed and he looked away.

I saw a giant corpse more than two meters high walking out of the dust.

This giant corpse was extremely rotten, its skin was white, and its blood vessels were black and blue, all over its body.

There is also a woman's head on the chest, with its tongue sticking out like a poisonous snake.

"it stink"

"How long has it been since this guy took a shower?"

Qin Yang covered his nose.

Qin Dongsheng's eyes were strange.

How long has it been since this happened and you still care about this?

"I'll get his attention later."

Qin Dongsheng whispered.

"Father, just watch from the side."

"Watch how I beat this guy to pieces!"

Qin Yang grinned and stood in front of Qin Dongsheng.

Qin Dongsheng was slightly startled and seemed a little uncomfortable.

From childhood to adulthood, he was the one who stood in front of Qin Yang, shielding him from wind and rain.

This time, it seems the roles have been reversed.

"You brat, it looks like you've really grown up."

Qin Dongsheng sighed slightly.

Then, he felt a cold and deep breath coming towards him.

His pupils gradually dilated.

Qin Yang could only see the blue air lingering all over his body.

These air currents vaguely formed the shadow of a large snake, screaming upwards to the sky.

Qin Yang's body is also getting bigger, his muscles are bulging with blood, and his aura is becoming more and more terrifying.

The Black Turtle stays quiet while the big snake riots!

"bring it on."

Qin Yang looked at the giant corpse and roared.

boom!

The next moment.

He used Glimpse of Light and appeared in front of the giant corpse in the blink of an eye.

Holding a long knife in both hands, he slashed hard at the giant corpse's face.

The giant corpse let out a strange cry like a baby, and grabbed it with both hands!

The sword flashed too fast.

With the sudden burst of light and the speed of the wind, the giant corpse couldn't catch this ray of sword light, and it fell hard on its head.

Poof!

The long knife penetrated deeply into the face of the giant corpse.

Qin Yang seemed to be looking at a thick ball of cotton. After the long knife cut into it, it was stuck tightly by the opponent's squirming muscles.

at the same time.

The woman's head on the giant corpse's chest also laughed strangely, stretched its neck rapidly, and bit Qin Yang fiercely.

Qin Yang snorted coldly, wrapped his left hand with turtle and snake energy, and punched out!

Bang!

The fist hit the woman's face hard, sending out a burst of extremely cold air.

The woman screamed in the head and was knocked backwards by a punch.

at the same time.

The giant corpse slapped hard with its claws, and the air roared and exploded.

Qin Yang used Thunder Palm continuously in a short period of time and fought fiercely with the opponent.

The strength of both sides is huge, and their moves are extremely ferocious. They continuously erupt into roars and turn into violent air waves.

Under the moonlight, the tombstones and graves in the mass graves exploded violently and violently.