Chapter 303 Kill!
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Da Huan Xiang Jia
The battlefield was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
The three of them are waiting for Qin Buyi's reply, which will determine the next development of the situation.
Qin Buyi said to Mr. Ling with murderous intent: "I don't think much of your proposal."
"I can get your so-called savings even if I kill you. As for whether you and the forces behind you interfere in the war between the Qin Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty, it doesn't matter at all to me."
"So, go and die next!"
"Chong!"
Qin Buyi drew out the killing blade.
The killing blade exuding cold light was pointed at Mr. Ling.
Mr. Ling was shocked and angry and said: "Qin Buyi, I respect that behind you is one of the supreme sects, Chanjiao, that's why I behave like this towards you."
"You don't toast, don't eat and drink fine!"
Qin Buyi did not speak, but used practical actions to express his inner thoughts.
"Kill, annihilate, kill immortals!"
"Zheng!"
The killing blade exuding cold light emitted bursts of sword sounds, and the sword sounds resounded throughout the world.
At the same time, the blade of the killing blade became extremely black.
Two rays of sword light flew out from the killing blade.
One is half black and half white, exuding a strong aura of annihilation.
The other one is an extremely dark and domineering sword light.
The two sword lights merged into one in the air and headed towards Mr. Ling.
Mr. Ling shouted angrily: "Qin Buyi, you are looking for death!"
In a life-or-death situation, it would be ridiculous if you were still afraid of the power of Chanjiao and did not dare to take action.
"Tianmo Fan·Zhan!"
Mr. Ling took out his weapon, a dark fan.
The fan automatically flew into the air without any wind.
As the spiritual power poured into Mr. Ling's body, the fan slowly unfolded.
In the blink of an eye, the fan expanded to a size of several hundred feet, tightly protecting Mr. Ling's figure within it.
Mr. Ling shouted from behind the fan: "Qin Buyi, do you really think I'm afraid of you? I'm just afraid of the power behind you."
"You are just a being who has just broken through to the semi-immortal realm. No matter how evil you are, I don't believe you can kill me."
"If you stop now, I can pretend that none of this has ever happened, and what I just said is still valid."
"If you continue to be stubborn, don't blame me. I can't survive myself. The forces behind you are bullshit!"
Qin Zheng raised his head, looked at the stern Master Ling and sneered: "Master Ling, this is the fate of your betrayal, hahahaha."
After Qin Zheng said this, he turned around and teleported towards the direction of the Qin Dynasty.
He had already decided in his heart that he would return to the Qin Dynasty this time, take everything of value with him, and leave his hometown.
The Great Qin Dynasty established by the ancestors of Qin Zheng was important, but compared with life, no matter how important it was, it was insignificant.
The country is gone, you can fight again.
Qin Zheng is a strong man in the semi-immortal realm, and he can do well wherever he goes.
My life is gone, but it’s really gone.
When Ying Gan saw Qin Zheng leaving, he hurried to chase him.
Qin Buyi said to Yinggan: "Your Majesty, there is no need to pursue him."
When Ying Gan heard this, he stopped.
As Qin Buyi's cultivation level improved, the weight of his words was now extremely important in Ying Qian's heart.
Qin Buyi locked onto the fleeing Qin Zheng, held the killing blade in his hand and shouted:
"Killing, massacre, annihilation, realm of death, scattering souls, annihilation, killing immortals, cutting off the past, and taking away life!"
"Zheng!"
"Zheng!"
The killing blade vibrated slightly, and the entire blade of the killing blade instantly became as bright as blood.
Eight small balls representing the eight types of killing sword techniques rotate around the killing blade.
The killing blade exudes a series of negative auras such as cruelty, coldness, darkness, and bloodthirsty...
This breath was like a peerless killer being released from the abyss.
Ying Gan, who was next to Qin Buyi, felt a sense of fear in his heart.
Mr. Ling, who was in the distance, felt this astonishing negative aura, and his expression changed drastically.
Even though it was Mr. Ling's master, the negative aura on his body was comparable to the one emitted by the Killing Blade at this time.
It is also insignificant, like the insurmountable gap between an ant and the sky.
Mr. Ling looked ugly and said softly: "How many creatures must be killed to accumulate such a terrifying negative aura?"
"Who is this Qin Buyi? Isn't Chanjiao a great righteous religion? How could he cultivate such a devil!"
"Compared with him, I'm just a kind little sheep."
Even Qin Zheng, who had fled hundreds of miles away, couldn't help but look a little pale.
Qin Zheng thought to himself: "With such a terrifying aura, the sword skills displayed are absolutely shocking!"
Then a scene that made Qin Zheng desperate happened. Qin Zheng found that he was firmly targeted. Qin Buyi's target was actually him.
In despair, Qin Zheng shouted to Qin Buyi: "Qin Buyi, you and I had no grudges in the past and have no grudges in recent times. Do you really want to force me to death?"
Ying Gan couldn't help laughing when he said this, before Qin Buyi could speak.
Ying Gan said: "Qin Zheng, if you eat just one more peanut, you won't say such stupid things."
"Zheng!"
As the Sesshōblade sounded, a streak of blood flew out of the Sesshōblade's blade.
Eight small balls were thrown into the blood light, and the blood light surged.
In an instant it rose to ten thousand feet.
The power exuded by the bloody light made Qin Zheng, who was running away in the distance, stand on end with hairs on his body, and his heart was broken.
Qin Zheng, who was hundreds of miles away, had this attitude, and the state of Ying Gan beside Qin Buyi and Young Master Ling not far away was even more conceivable.
At this moment, Yingqian and Mr. Ling seemed to be facing not a semi-immortal, but a god of death who came out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!
Mr. Ling was horrified and said in his heart: "How can there be such a terrifying sword technique in this world! This sword is enough to kill a mid-level half-immortal!"
The bloody light shot towards Qin Zheng in the distance.
In less than a breath, the bloody light traveled hundreds of miles to Qin Zheng's back.
Qin Zheng felt the painful blood coming from the body stabbed very close to his back, and said loudly and unwillingly:
"I don't accept it! Why! Why does God do this to me!"
"I should defeat the Ming Dynasty, I should become an immortal."
"This is all a dream, waking up from a nightmare, waking up from a nightmare..."
Qin Zheng's mind was already a little crazy under the stimulation of life and death.
"boom!"
After the bloody light crushed Qin Zheng, under Qin Buyi's control, he turned around and headed towards Master Ling.
After breaking through to the early stage of the semi-immortal realm, the consumption of Qin Buyi's consumption by using the eight-style killing sword technique is much lower than when the Mahayana realm is perfect.
Qin Buyi felt that there was still two-thirds of the physical strength left in his body at this time, and couldn't help but secretly thought:
"When I used this move perfectly in the Mahayana realm, all the strength in my body would be drained away in an instant."
"After breaking through the early stage of the Semi-Immortal Realm, you can refine yourself and use the eight-style killing sword technique three times."
Qin Buyi, who came to this conclusion, couldn't help but feel a little excited.
Using such a powerful eight-style combined killing sword technique three times in a row will definitely make your opponent despair.
The three of them are waiting for Qin Buyi's reply, which will determine the next development of the situation.
Qin Buyi said to Mr. Ling with murderous intent: "I don't think much of your proposal."
"I can get your so-called savings even if I kill you. As for whether you and the forces behind you interfere in the war between the Qin Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty, it doesn't matter at all to me."
"So, go and die next!"
"Chong!"
Qin Buyi drew out the killing blade.
The killing blade exuding cold light was pointed at Mr. Ling.
Mr. Ling was shocked and angry and said: "Qin Buyi, I respect that behind you is one of the supreme sects, Chanjiao, that's why I behave like this towards you."
"You don't toast, don't eat and drink fine!"
Qin Buyi did not speak, but used practical actions to express his inner thoughts.
"Kill, annihilate, kill immortals!"
"Zheng!"
The killing blade exuding cold light emitted bursts of sword sounds, and the sword sounds resounded throughout the world.
At the same time, the blade of the killing blade became extremely black.
Two rays of sword light flew out from the killing blade.
One is half black and half white, exuding a strong aura of annihilation.
The other one is an extremely dark and domineering sword light.
The two sword lights merged into one in the air and headed towards Mr. Ling.
Mr. Ling shouted angrily: "Qin Buyi, you are looking for death!"
In a life-or-death situation, it would be ridiculous if you were still afraid of the power of Chanjiao and did not dare to take action.
"Tianmo Fan·Zhan!"
Mr. Ling took out his weapon, a dark fan.
The fan automatically flew into the air without any wind.
As the spiritual power poured into Mr. Ling's body, the fan slowly unfolded.
In the blink of an eye, the fan expanded to a size of several hundred feet, tightly protecting Mr. Ling's figure within it.
Mr. Ling shouted from behind the fan: "Qin Buyi, do you really think I'm afraid of you? I'm just afraid of the power behind you."
"You are just a being who has just broken through to the semi-immortal realm. No matter how evil you are, I don't believe you can kill me."
"If you stop now, I can pretend that none of this has ever happened, and what I just said is still valid."
"If you continue to be stubborn, don't blame me. I can't survive myself. The forces behind you are bullshit!"
Qin Zheng raised his head, looked at the stern Master Ling and sneered: "Master Ling, this is the fate of your betrayal, hahahaha."
After Qin Zheng said this, he turned around and teleported towards the direction of the Qin Dynasty.
He had already decided in his heart that he would return to the Qin Dynasty this time, take everything of value with him, and leave his hometown.
The Great Qin Dynasty established by the ancestors of Qin Zheng was important, but compared with life, no matter how important it was, it was insignificant.
The country is gone, you can fight again.
Qin Zheng is a strong man in the semi-immortal realm, and he can do well wherever he goes.
My life is gone, but it’s really gone.
When Ying Gan saw Qin Zheng leaving, he hurried to chase him.
Qin Buyi said to Yinggan: "Your Majesty, there is no need to pursue him."
When Ying Gan heard this, he stopped.
As Qin Buyi's cultivation level improved, the weight of his words was now extremely important in Ying Qian's heart.
Qin Buyi locked onto the fleeing Qin Zheng, held the killing blade in his hand and shouted:
"Killing, massacre, annihilation, realm of death, scattering souls, annihilation, killing immortals, cutting off the past, and taking away life!"
"Zheng!"
"Zheng!"
The killing blade vibrated slightly, and the entire blade of the killing blade instantly became as bright as blood.
Eight small balls representing the eight types of killing sword techniques rotate around the killing blade.
The killing blade exudes a series of negative auras such as cruelty, coldness, darkness, and bloodthirsty...
This breath was like a peerless killer being released from the abyss.
Ying Gan, who was next to Qin Buyi, felt a sense of fear in his heart.
Mr. Ling, who was in the distance, felt this astonishing negative aura, and his expression changed drastically.
Even though it was Mr. Ling's master, the negative aura on his body was comparable to the one emitted by the Killing Blade at this time.
It is also insignificant, like the insurmountable gap between an ant and the sky.
Mr. Ling looked ugly and said softly: "How many creatures must be killed to accumulate such a terrifying negative aura?"
"Who is this Qin Buyi? Isn't Chanjiao a great righteous religion? How could he cultivate such a devil!"
"Compared with him, I'm just a kind little sheep."
Even Qin Zheng, who had fled hundreds of miles away, couldn't help but look a little pale.
Qin Zheng thought to himself: "With such a terrifying aura, the sword skills displayed are absolutely shocking!"
Then a scene that made Qin Zheng desperate happened. Qin Zheng found that he was firmly targeted. Qin Buyi's target was actually him.
In despair, Qin Zheng shouted to Qin Buyi: "Qin Buyi, you and I had no grudges in the past and have no grudges in recent times. Do you really want to force me to death?"
Ying Gan couldn't help laughing when he said this, before Qin Buyi could speak.
Ying Gan said: "Qin Zheng, if you eat just one more peanut, you won't say such stupid things."
"Zheng!"
As the Sesshōblade sounded, a streak of blood flew out of the Sesshōblade's blade.
Eight small balls were thrown into the blood light, and the blood light surged.
In an instant it rose to ten thousand feet.
The power exuded by the bloody light made Qin Zheng, who was running away in the distance, stand on end with hairs on his body, and his heart was broken.
Qin Zheng, who was hundreds of miles away, had this attitude, and the state of Ying Gan beside Qin Buyi and Young Master Ling not far away was even more conceivable.
At this moment, Yingqian and Mr. Ling seemed to be facing not a semi-immortal, but a god of death who came out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!
Mr. Ling was horrified and said in his heart: "How can there be such a terrifying sword technique in this world! This sword is enough to kill a mid-level half-immortal!"
The bloody light shot towards Qin Zheng in the distance.
In less than a breath, the bloody light traveled hundreds of miles to Qin Zheng's back.
Qin Zheng felt the painful blood coming from the body stabbed very close to his back, and said loudly and unwillingly:
"I don't accept it! Why! Why does God do this to me!"
"I should defeat the Ming Dynasty, I should become an immortal."
"This is all a dream, waking up from a nightmare, waking up from a nightmare..."
Qin Zheng's mind was already a little crazy under the stimulation of life and death.
"boom!"
After the bloody light crushed Qin Zheng, under Qin Buyi's control, he turned around and headed towards Master Ling.
After breaking through to the early stage of the semi-immortal realm, the consumption of Qin Buyi's consumption by using the eight-style killing sword technique is much lower than when the Mahayana realm is perfect.
Qin Buyi felt that there was still two-thirds of the physical strength left in his body at this time, and couldn't help but secretly thought:
"When I used this move perfectly in the Mahayana realm, all the strength in my body would be drained away in an instant."
"After breaking through the early stage of the Semi-Immortal Realm, you can refine yourself and use the eight-style killing sword technique three times."
Qin Buyi, who came to this conclusion, couldn't help but feel a little excited.
Using such a powerful eight-style combined killing sword technique three times in a row will definitely make your opponent despair.
