Chapter 712 Bloody War
"Ah?"
"You see, now the evil sects and demons are rampant and aggressive. Six months ago, they destroyed Qingweiju, and now they don't even let go of Yandang Mountain. If it goes on like this, your major decent factions will soon be completely destroyed!"
Fang Qiuyao thought deeply: "Not bad! Now my martial arts in the Central Plains are in decline, and all factions of turtles shrink to protect themselves, and people's hearts are different. If it goes on like this, they will soon be eliminated by Mu Hongqiu one by one.
"But if you join hands with my holy gate, the situation will be completely different..."
Before Qin Yan finished a word, he suddenly heard a pleasant female voice from the side: "Fang Shaoxia, don't listen to his nonsense! The ambition of the devil thief is the same as Mu Hongqiu, trying to annex my Central Plains martial arts! Humph, Qin thief, don't you admit it?"
Qin Yan turned his face and saw a beautiful woman with long eyes and phoenix eyes walking forward. Yan followed her with an expressionless face.
"Yo, Master Zhou, long time no see! Last time I said goodbye in Cen Guanling, my younger brother was very worried about Zhou Zhangmen, and today he was finally destined to meet again. Hey, why didn't your beautiful daughter and lovely apprentice come? It's good to see the world together!"
Zhou Yueyi snorted coldly: "Qin thief, don't show off your tongue. I let you go away last time, today..."
Qin Yan snapped his fingers.
A dark fog surrounded the four people. Jiang Moyu guarded outside with a long gun to prevent anyone from approaching.
Zhou Yueyi sensed something wrong and glanced at her side indifferently. Seeing that this powerful son-in-law was still calm, she calmed down. Qin Thief, what are you playing?
Fang Qiuyao also looked at Qin Yan with a surprised face.
Qin Yan laughed and said, "Both are highly valued people, and they can basically represent the opinions of the heroes. In order to avoid more killings, I want to ask you two to surrender. How about that?
"Are you crazy?" Zhou Yueyi laughed shrillly.
Fang Qiuyao also looked blank. He will definitely not surrender, just strangely Qin Yan's intention of saying this.
Qin Yan looked at him and said, "Xiao Fang, won't you surrender?"
Fang Qiuyao shook his head slowly and firmly.
Qin Yan nod his head: "I don't want to kill you. Go out."
Fang Qiuyao looked at him seriously and never realized so clearly that Brother Han, who had lived and died together, has now become his enemy. He turned his eyes back to Zhou Yueyi's face, clenched his fists, and said in a low voice, "I will advance and retreat with Zhou Zhangmen and Elder Yan!"
"It doesn't matter, if you don't want to leave, then be a witness!" Qin Yan looked at Yan indifferently and said in a sarcastic tone, "Brother Yan, Master has given you ten years. Have you figured it out?"
The wild goose nodded indifferently and slowly.
Zhou Yueyi was not feeling well and turned her head to scold him, but suddenly a tingling attack on her chest, and a sense of paralysis spread all over her body. She widened her eyes in sterren and couldn't say anything.
"Sorry, I just want to save Qinglian's life." Yan whispered in her ear.
"Without this mother-in-law, I guess you probably wouldn't have figured it out so easily!" Qin Yan said without ridiculing.
Yan was indifferent and pulled back his palm and watched Zhou Yueyi's body slowly fall down with a blank face.
"Very good, there are still two Tianyuan masters on the right path, but they are all at the end of the crossbow, so it's easy to clean up. Xiao Fang, what do you think? Qin Yan asked.
Fang Qiuyao was stunned. He pinched his fist with his left hand and held his right hand on the hilt of the sword, but he did not dare to take action.
Qin Yan smiled softly: "You don't want to use my swordsmanship to deal with me, do you?"
Fang Qiuyao shook his head and said in a low voice, "I won't take action against you or surrender. If you are forced to die, you will die!" His swordsmanship was taught by Qin Yan. He knows how strong Qin Yan is. It is a realm of high mountains. Even if his cultivation is getting deeper and deeper, he can't see any hope of transcendence.
"I am more nostalgic. After all, if we get to know each other, I won't force you to die. However, you have to swear that you can't tell what happened just now until I agree, okay?" Qin Yan is gentle.
Fang Qiuyao suddenly understood Qin Yan's purpose - he wanted to let Yan control the whole Mingxin Building indifferently!
Then he smiled bitterly. So what if he understands, can he stop it? As Qin Yan said, the right path is about to die...
Facing Qin Yan's eyes, Fang Qiuyao nodded solemnly.
"It's a pity that a generation of heavenly masters were attacked to death by little demons..." The black fog dispersed, and Qin Yan sighed and chose a less heroic way to die for Zhou Yueyi.
His eyes swept over the battlefield and found that most of the evil disciples and demons were also killed or injured, and the war gradually calmed down. Just wait for the leaders of the two sides to decide, and then they can come out to clean up the mess.
However, the three masters, Bi Xuan, Peach Blossom Swordsman and Bullhead Demon King, were besieged by many angry righteous people, and none of them died. This result made Qin Yan not very satisfied. There are also those who are right, except Xinxian and Bailang, He Bofan, Zuo Xingqi and Zixing Island owners are not injured, and even Hao Chenang and He Lianshan, who are at the forefront of the charge, are still alive. It was agreed that both sides were defeated, but none of them were realized!
In this case, let me add a fire to them!
Qin Yan walked to the battlefield.
The peak of Xiaoyao Peak.
Three fierce and powerful breaths are colliding fiercely.
The blood wolf monk fought against Moyun Jinpeng and Mu Hongqiu.
The top four masters in the world, except for immobile real people, have gathered at this peak.
As the second great master in the world, the blood wolf monk has both silver ghost face and Ye Shangqiulu. The power of the road is endless, and Moyun Jinpeng and Mu Hongqiu are not his opponents.
After thousands of days, Moyun Jinpeng, who was seriously injured by Ge Xinglie, retreated and fled back to the cloud.
With Mu Hongqiu left, his resentment and death suddenly disappeared under the impact of the dark magic breath of the blood wolf monk, which was difficult to support.
"The evil spirits and evil spirits are exhausted, but they can't get on the table after all." The blood wolf monk's eyes flashed with a cold light and commented on Mu Hongqiu, who stepped into the coffin with one foot. He is confident that Mu Hongqiu will become a dead soul under his sword within a hundred swords.
Mu Hongqiu stepped back ten steps, and his black robe shook like smoke. He laughed and said, "Do you think you won? In fact, 13 years ago, I was preparing for today!"
"Oh?" The blood wolf monk's eyelids jumped.
"Look at the peaks around you, don't you feel anything unusual?" Mu Hongqiu retreated further when the blood wolf monk was distracted.
The blood wolf monk didn't chase him. He has found something wrong. As Mu Hongqiu said, the faint pressure from the surrounding peaks felt that almost the whole world was pressing him.
"The front mountain, the back mountain, the Xiaoyao Peak, the Lingtai Peak, the Xiaomu Peak, the Yuxu Peak, the Tianzhu Peak, and the earth-covered peaks, these eight peaks correspond to the eight poles of heaven and earth, which are God-given caves and blessed earth. But this seat has moved three of the peaks a little, and the eight poles have turned into eight disasters, and the heavens and the earth are destroyed. It is the burial place for you!"
The blood wolf monk took a deep breath, took a step, and stepped forward with the autumn dew on the leaves.
There was a cold and silent black fog flowing all over him. With the murderous spirit in his heart, it expanded in an instant, like a dark cloud covering most of the mountains.
When the three people fighting halfway up the mountain saw this scene, they all slowed down the offensive and were on guard.