Chapter 142 Kill Han Yang to get the elixir

Boom!

There was a loud bang.

The gate of the Black City was seven to eight feet high and was torn into pieces.

A knife mark three to four feet deep was left on the solid city wall, running up and down the city gate.

This is the power of a strong Qi gatherer.

As long as there is a Gathering Qi, it is no problem to conquer cities and territories.

Not to mention, Kou Zhong is still at the second level of Qi Gathering. If he was willing to consume his true energy, this sword could even split an entire city wall.

Boom, boom.

The ground shook, and half of the Black City felt this terrible shock.

"Too majestic!"

The eyes of the two peak bone-forging warriors were shining with yearning and admiration.

They have been stuck at the peak of bone forging for many years, unable to break through the gathering of qi. They have longed for gathering qi in their hearts.

"Enter the city."

As if he had done a trivial thing, Kou Zhong sheathed his sword and rode towards the city gate.

The city guards near the city gate howled.

Even though they were far away, many of them were injured by the gravel. Coupled with the impact of their energy, the scene was horrific.

In the night, the flames on the four legs of the black flame horse shone like will-o'-the-wisps.

There were three people and three horses, and the old man's shadow was drawn in the moonlight, like a demon descending on this city.

Wherever they passed, everyone moved out of the way, not daring to go up and intercept the three people who broke into the city.

Destroy the city with one knife.

Such beings are definitely strong Qi gatherers.

Today, the dragons that usually appear first but not last appear in the world one after another. They are as powerful as gods and gods.

Give people a feeling of doomsday.

In the past, the admiration for Qi-gathering powerhouses has turned into awe.

The three of them walked forward and arrived at Yuelai Inn.

At this time, the Yuelai Inn was already empty.

After the war, even the innkeeper was not prepared to continue.

After receiving a compensation from the city lord's palace, he hurriedly left the Black City, preparing to wait for the storm to subside before returning to do business.

Facts have proved that his decision was extremely wise.

The sound of horse hooves stopped, and Kou Zhong, who took a look, looked at the blood-stained Yuelai Inn with a solemn gaze, his eyes... filled with cold murderous intent.

"Go to the City Lord's Mansion!"

He turned the horse's head and accelerated forward.

The strong Qi-gathering master of Duantian Pavilion fell in the Black City. If he didn't give an explanation, he would simply massacre the city and use the blood of these untouchables to pay tribute to the heroic souls of the strong men of our sect.

When a group of three people rushed to the city lord's mansion, they saw more than ten carriages parked at the door.

The carriage was filled with boxes stacked high.

"Ha! Damn city lord, are you ready to run away overnight knowing that we will settle the score with him?"

A peak bone-forging warrior laughed slightly contentedly.

There is always some fun in ridiculing the lord of a city who is a hostile force.

Kou Zhong had a cold expression and said nothing, his nose twitching, "Huh? It smells like the Seven-leaf Fire Origin Fruit, and the Nine-leaf Ice Flower..."

Wisps of the special aroma of elixir reached his nose, and the cold expression on Kou Zhong's face gradually changed.

These boxes stacked on the carriage are actually filled with elixirs?

Hardly anything lower than seven leaves.

Even though Kou Zhong was a second-level Qi Gathering master, he couldn't help but feel his heart fluttering when faced with so many elixirs.

More than ten carriages, even if they contain the lowest level seven-leaf elixir, are still a huge number, enough for warriors below Duantian Pavilion to gather energy for several years.

How could a small black city lord have so much wealth?

Originally, if the city lord met with trouble and chose to seek refuge in Duantian Pavilion, Kou Zhong was prepared to give him a way to survive.

Now it seems that there is no need for him to keep it.

Having a treasure in your possession is the only way to get into trouble.

If the Lord of the Black City is immortal, how can these elixirs belong to him?

"Shuiying, Cen Heyu, slaughtered the city lord's mansion."

One word can decide life or death.

Kou Zhong's words cut off the lives of hundreds of people in the city lord's palace.

Shuiying and Cen Heyu looked startled, and then they seemed to understand something.

"The hatred of Yuanmen must be paid with blood."

The two mistakenly thought that Kou Zhong wanted to avenge Yuchituo, and instantly released their murderous intent and became brutal and ferocious.

"kill!"

The two of them jumped off their horses, holding weapons in hand, preparing to bloodbath the city lord's palace.

There is no one who can match them here.

At this moment, a young man in white, holding a little girl in a red wedding dress, walked out of the city lord's mansion.

For some reason, when they saw the young man in white, both of them felt a chill in their backs and stopped drawing their swords to kill.

Even Kou Zhong, who was riding on the black flame horse, looked at the two people in front of him and frowned slightly.

"You just killed someone, and more than one?"

He felt a substantial murderous intention from the boy in white, as well as a refreshing evil aura.

This is the evil spirit that can only be formed after a massacre.

Moreover, the opponent's cultivation should not be too bad. If he is weak, he will only have murderous aura but no evil aura.

The visitors were naturally Han Yang and Xiao Jiuer.

Han Yang glanced at Shuiying and Cen Heyu: "You want to take my elixir?"

Shuiying sneered: "Your elixir? What bullshit elixir..."

In the middle of his scolding, his voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at the stacked boxes on the dozen or so carriages with incredulous eyes.

Are all the magic medicines here?

Shuiying's scalp felt numb for a while.

If they were all elixirs, even low-level elixirs such as water spirit fruit and fire spirit fruit would be a huge wealth.

Could it be that this guy runs a medicine shop?

boom!

Cen Heyu slashed open the box on a carriage with a slash of his sword.

Various jade boxes inside fell to the ground.

Opening the jade box, it turns out that they are all the best elixirs, the worst ones are the seven-leaf elixirs, and the nine-leaf elixirs that are hundreds of years old are everywhere.

Seeing this scene, Shuiying and Cen Heyu's breathing became rapid.

The top-quality elixirs of more than a dozen carriages were enough for Duantian Pavilion to use for bone forging for several years. It was also enough for them to directly use the medicinal power to pile up and enter Qi gathering.

"Hahahaha... developed."

"I didn't expect that a mere black city would have such wealth. It's a worthwhile trip."

The two of them laughed endlessly and regarded these elixirs as their own.

With Kou Zhong, the supreme elder at the second level of Qi gathering, even if a Qi gathering master from the Yuan sect appears, he can't take it away.

Looking at the two people who were laughing proudly, Han Yang's eyes became extremely cold.

"Having hurt my elixir, do you know what kind of sin this is?"

In Han Yang's eyes, the elixir in the car was much more valuable than the two peak bone-forging warriors from Duantian Pavilion.

Not even able to use spiritual weapons, these two people are just useless trash.

"Your Majesty! This disciple will kill this kid right now and take away this batch of elixirs for me from Duantian Pavilion."

Shuiying's eyes showed greed, and she licked her lips with a ferocious smile.

Kou Zhong glanced at Xiao Jiuer, who was holding Han Yang's hand with an expressionless face, and said: "Don't hurt that little girl, capture it and let me study it..."

"As you command!"

Shuiying, who understood the situation, could no longer care about anything else. She jumped up and pointed her sharp blade at Han Yang.