"The strength of Sect Leader Yang, the Queen of Steel, is well-deserved!" Jian Qing handled the situation with ease, swinging his sword wildly.
Yang Qin remained silent. Although she said that, she knew very well that she had already used most of her strength.
In a battle of the same level, it is either a long-lasting attrition or a thunderous attack.
Both of them were holding back, not even releasing their demonic spirits, let alone fighting desperately.
Suddenly, Jian Yun's tiger body shook, and the dark brown spiritual power swept over like a mountain. Cracks appeared on the ground beneath him, and soil and rocks flew everywhere.
"I'm not in the mood to play with you anymore. Hand over the root of the Holy Snow Lotus, and I will leave a way for the Snow Sect to survive today!" Jian Yun was gathering his might, and an irregular elliptical spiritual power ball condensed around his body.
Yang Qin also shook the scepter, and snowflakes flew out of it, dancing and forming an ice storm.
She rejected Jian Qing's shameless request with her actions.
"Earth Flow Curtain!"
"Snow Feather Storm!"
The two Earth-grade intermediate spiritual skills released by the ninth level of the Soul Tempering Realm collided violently.
At the first impact, everything within a diameter of 800 meters was affected, the beams of houses flew all over the sky, and the ground was riddled with holes, as if it had been plowed dozens of times.
The mixture of ice, snow, earth and rocks turned into an expanding energy field, which exploded in an instant!
Bang——
The terrifying spiritual energy flow spread out in all directions, and the nearest spiritual beasts suffered heavy casualties, with those who were still alive only having one breath left.
"puff!"
The rest of the combatants on both sides were swept lightly, and those in the Spirit Body Realm and Blood Surge Realm spurted blood on the spot.
The fighting seemed to have stopped, and everyone was waiting to see what would happen to the two.
The fog cleared, and only one person was left standing.
It’s Yang Qin!
However, she looked confused at the moment because she did not sense Jian Qing's breath within a hundred meters.
Really?
With a wave of fear in her heart, she immediately shouted, "Mr. Shen, be careful!"
A thousand meters away, Chen Zhong, who was playing hide-and-seek with the right protector, felt a chill on the back of his neck.
Then, I felt a pain in my vest and felt a pair of calloused hands on my chest.
In the palm of his hand, a still beating heart was fluttering, emitting bright red.
puff……
With five fingers clasped tightly together, the brown spiritual power completely crushed the heart!
The next second, Chen Zhong felt dizzy and heard many people shouting in his ears.
He saw a headless body with a broken neck sprayed with mosaics.
Eh?
Why mosaic?
It turned out that it was because my vision was gradually blurring.
So... this is what death feels like.
"Mr. Shen...Mr. Shen!"
The Snow Girl, holding a big sword and covered with wounds, was in a daze. She looked at Chen Zhong's torn body in disbelief.
At this moment, she felt empty in her heart, as if a ray of light suddenly went out and would never appear again.
Yang Qin and Yang Yin also stood there in a daze. They had never expected that the unfathomable Chen Zhong would be killed in such a simple and unpretentious way.
"Mr. Shen, you are too unreliable." Yang Qin smiled bitterly. She should have understood long ago that no one else could be trusted.
Chen Zhong's death does not mean that the Shenxue Sect will surrender. The struggle will continue until they die in battle.
"Hahahaha! That's it? That's it?" Jian Yun avenged his great hatred and kept stomping on Chen Zhong's head.
"You cut off my son's right arm, and your only way to atone for your sin is to die!" Jian Qing flicked out a finger, and several rock spikes twitched back and forth. In just a few seconds, Chen Zhong's body turned into a pile of flesh.
No one noticed that among the minced meat, an ordinary hair fluttered in the wind and disappeared bit by bit in mid-air.
A tear fell from the corner of the Snow Girl's eye. She grabbed the sword and rushed towards Jian Qing violently.
"Sister Xue Nu, please don't!" Yang Yin hugged her tightly, "Mr. Shen, you will definitely not die so easily!"
The Snow Girl laughed at herself, "He's already gone, how could he come back to life? It's all my fault for being so naive that I actually regarded a liar as hope."
"Alas, Mr. Shen died for our Shenxue Sect. I... was disrespectful to you before. I hope you know it in your afterlife." The Great Elder and the Left Protector were evenly matched in the fight. Taking advantage of the brief ceasefire, they withdrew to their own camp.
The area for spectators.
"Killing you, sir, is equivalent to killing our young master!" The people of Qingfeng Palace were furious and drew their swords against each other. Previously, they could not really help because of the beast tide blocking their way.
The incident happened suddenly and it was difficult to guard against it. It was also Jian Qing's fault for being too insidious and disregarding his reputation. As the head of a sect, he attacked a junior and used a fourth-grade spiritual weapon and an earth-level spiritual skill!
"You have no martial ethics—" people roared.
Jian Qing didn't care about these words at all, grinning grimly, "Winners are kings and losers are bandits, what's the moral bottom line to talk about? He's dead, that's the reality!"
"Now, Sect Leader Yang, what are you going to do...hmm?"
Before Jian Qing finished speaking, he looked at his feet with suspicion.
Arc-shaped spiritual patterns slowly rose from the ground, and the corpses of the spiritual beasts melted away bit by bit in the spiritual patterns, turning into blood and flowing into the spiritual formation.
"What's this?"
Jian Yun expressed everyone's doubts in horror.
Yang Qin's eyes changed, as if she was guessing something, with a gleam in her eyes.
"Fourth-grade spiritual formation...Netherworld Sacrifice Blood Killing Formation!"
On a tall snow-capped mountain a thousand meters away, Chen Zhong murmured the name of the spiritual formation a little excitedly.
The common fourth-grade spiritual formations he could set up now were all obtained from Vivian. The only thing he got when he came here was the somewhat weird "Underworld Sacrifice Blood Killing Formation".
A group of extremely savage wilderness hunters wanted to surround and kill Chen Zhong who was riding a motorcycle, but they were killed by a big orange cat. The spirit array scroll was found in the hunter leader's bag.
It was an unexpected surprise.
Fortunately, those hunters were ordinary people with little education and knowledge, so they didn't recognize that this was a precious fourth-grade spiritual formation scroll.
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