Chapter 275 Cen Guanling 6

Although Wei Fei tried his best not to distract Qin Yan's mind, the trembling still shocked Qin Yan's mood.

This is the sound of burning dragon crossbow, but the target is not yourself, so... Brother Wei?

He struggled to cut off the joint attack of the three elders of Huangyan, glanced down the slope in the airback gap, and saw a scene that made his eyes crack.

Wei Fei's body seemed to have completely lost his vitality and fell to the ground powerlessly. However, before that, a young disciple chopped down with a big knife and entered from his left shoulder, cutting him into two pieces!

A fierce flame gushed out of Qin Yan's throat. He opened his mouth to shout, but he couldn't make a sound at all. He only felt a strong anger that was almost numb from the depths of the spiritual platform and swam all over his body in a blink of an eye, making him instantly fall into the most violent state of mind.

The dark shadow suddenly swallowed his whole mind. There is no heartbreaking roar, and there is no uncontroll anger for his life. He just seems to have fallen into an unreal dream. The world around him seems to have become a reflection at the bottom of the water, floating and swaying, but all of them are under his control!

He waved the smoke and cloud sword, and an extremely fierce momentum gushed out of his body and rushed straight to the old man Ge Yi. He was almost going to die with him. The old man Ge Yi was deterred and instinctively put on a standpoint. At the same time, he took two steps back, trying to remove a little momentum from this as much as possible. The other two old men were also shocked and hurriedly chased after them with swords. The two of them are extremely accurate about the timing of the attack. If Qin Yan wants to forcibly fight with the old man Ge Yi, he will definitely be seriously injured.

Unexpectedly, there was a sudden brake under Qin Yan's feet, and his heel gently hit the ground, and his body had swung back lightly. Between forward and rapid retreat, there was no need for buffering at all, and even the extremely fierce momentum disappeared. The two old men in the rear only felt the sound of the wind, but Qin Yan had passed through the cracks in their attack and avoided their carefully planned encirclement at the cost of being scratched a sword on each arm.

Huang Yan's three elders mood sank at the same time: Did he let him run away like this?

But Qin Yan is by no means satisfied with this. Just after passing by two old men, his toes rotated in place, turned around magically, and quietly approached an old man in a completely unreasonable posture. Before he could react, a palm was imprinted on his vest, and the power of blood surged out.

The old man spewed out a big mouthful of blood, and his tall body shook and fell to the ground.

Qin Yan pressed against the old man's body and restrained his murderous spirit as much as possible. The smoke cloud sword in his palm drew a straight line that could not be captured by the naked eye and stabbed the heart of another old man.

But after all, the old man was a master of life and death. He felt that danger was coming. When he rushed forward, he still turned around and reluctantly avoided the fatal attack, but his left shoulder was pierced by the smoke cloud sword, bursting out a large area of blood fog.

And Qin Yan's attack was more than that. He drew his sword quickly and stabbed it again. The speed of his action was completely beyond the imagination of these people. Before the old man recovered from the pain from his left shoulder, he felt cold again. He lowered his head and saw the tip of a sword coming out of his chest. He opened his mouth, but he didn't even have the strength to speak, and soon sank into the endless abyss.

In the blink of an eye, Huang Yan's three elders went to the second. The rest of the old man Ge Yi had long tried his best to rush over, but he still couldn't catch up with Qin Yan's deadly sword. When Qin Yan's figure turned out from the two old people and was completely exposed in front of him, he found a silver-gray shadow covering him, which made his breathing suffocate and his bloodline freeze.

The sword, which was stabbed straight without any fancy, was as heavy as a mountain and thunderous, carrying the idea of killing and destruction from the ancient flood and famine, making all life tremble sincerely.

Ge Yi's old man roared and his life's strength was on the sword. He didn't care about the destruction of his own by forced luck, hoping to block this unparalleled sword.

"Ding!" A low and crisp sound was so weak that he thought it was his own illusion. And the light force from his hand made him even more overwhelmed. Why is such a horrible sword only this power...

It was not until Qin Yan's figure passed by him that he was stunned to find that a sword that had gathered all his skills hit the air. The other party had no intention of fighting with him at all. When the two swords touched each other, he took off his strength and left calmly.

However, how can that level of power be accepted? What kind of monster is this guy!

Qin Yan rushed down and was blocked by two young people in a few steps. He snorted coldly, and the long sword suddenly differentiated into a shadow all over the sky, covering one of them in an instant. And his left hand held against the iron palm patted by another person at the same time and crashed into the man's arms without avoiding it. The dull force was like two chariots colliding. Qin Yan's body was slightly stagnant, and the young man was directly knocked down and flew out, with broken bones, like a fragile piece of paper, and the breath of life had left him.

Qin Yan took a breath, crossed in front of him with a smoke cloud sword, and ran wildly again. The man who was covered with his sword light was bleeding all over his body at this moment, and he couldn't live.

Wei Fei's death made Qin Yan feel that the tolerance just now was a bitter irony. He extremely regretted his stupidity, and he absolutely couldn't forgive these ignorant and stubborn people. He was determined to use his blood to repay the debt they owed to Wei Fei!

Mu Chengxue on the hillside looked at his figure rushing into the crowd and witnessed the whole process from showing mercy to killing. Finally, he couldn't maintain his original manners and covered his face and cried bitterly.

The strict Zhou Yueyi couldn't take care of her at this time and shouted, "Be careful, he has gone crazy. Everyone has formed a formation. Don't go alone!"

Zuo Xingqi also shouted in the distance from the slope, "Come on, stop him!" With a keen mind, he has noticed the source of Qin Yan's murderous spirit. In fear, even his voice trembled a little.

At this time, Qin Yan's goal is no longer to break through the siege and escape, but to kill all the people in front of him to vent his hatred! Especially Zuo Xingqi, he vowed to destroy his whole family!

"Wo-Ka!" His figure galloped like lightning and rushed straight into the circle of several people in front of him, resisting the opponent's attack with a bodyless place, and pierced their hearts and throats one by one.

Where he passed, there was a path paved with a body and blood fog. Most of his body had been stained with blood, roaring and approaching the way forward like a devil from hell.

Seeing such a tragic situation, even if these top disciples began to feel fear, some people began to retreat intentionally or unintentionally, leaving him a road to the left.