Chapter 160 Suppressing the Ghost Face

Ning Qi was in Cangzhou before. As soon as he sensed the fluctuations of the Gangyuan Sword, he immediately rushed here. He tried his best along the way and ran as fast as possible, just because he was afraid that something he could not accept would happen.

He was extremely anxious. If he was originally on Zhenwu Mountain, he would have arrived long ago, but now he was in Cangzhou, the distance was much farther.

Fortunately.

He finally caught up.

He was relieved to see that although Jiang Baishan and the other two looked miserable, they were not in danger of life.

Ning Qi flashed in front of the two people, and the Gangqi instantly turned into a gentle vitality, and it was transferred into the bodies of the two people through the air. Jiang Baishan and Lin Ruhua, who were almost exhausted, were suddenly shocked, like a sweet rain from the sky, and the whole person was out of danger immediately.

With Ning Qi's Wanxiang Gangqi, the healing effect is better than those who specialize in this way.

Jiang Baishan and Lin Ruhua were completely stunned, as if they were in a dream.

"Xiaojiu... are you really Xiaojiu?" Jiang Baishan muttered to himself. In despair, another junior brother came, and he was the one he could not imagine at all. He could clearly sense the fluctuations of Ning Qi walking in the air just now. This was clearly the Heavenly Man Realm!

But Ning Qi was actually a Heavenly Man Realm expert?

This made him a little unbelievable. Qin Yun's stepping into the Heavenly Man Realm expert before was enough to shock them, but Ning Qi was only eleven years old!

Ning Qi's voice was gentle:

"Fifth Senior Brother, it's me. Don't make a sound first. I will heal you two, and then slowly tell me what happened. The baby in the fifth sister-in-law's belly is a little weak. Now stabilize his condition."

There was murderous intent in his eyes. He found that the bodies of the two were full of holes. If he came later, he would be exhausted to death. Especially when he felt the little life in Lin Ruhua's body, he was happy and the murderous intent in his heart was even stronger.

Forcing his fifth senior brother to such a situation, if he did not avenge this, it would be really unforgivable.

But at this moment.

After being stunned, Jiang Baishan finally reacted. Ning Qi's Qi poured in, finally letting him breathe. He opened his eyes, and his eyes suddenly turned red. He grabbed Ning Qi's hands and said in a hoarse voice:

"Xiaojiu, go help Xiaoba! Go!"

"No, don't worry about us first, go back and ask Tianjian Zhenren to come!"

Ning Qi's heart jumped. Although he didn't know what happened and how it suddenly involved the eighth senior brother who hadn't seen him for a long time, he knew that he must have met an unusual enemy just by hearing Jiang Baishan's screaming.

He knew what happened as soon as he thought about it, and he began to get nervous.

Without any hesitation.

Ning Qi waved his hand, and the majestic power of heaven and earth immediately wrapped the two of them.

"Fifth senior brother, show me the way, and talk as we walk!"

He had amazing cultivation. While carrying the two people to fly at a high speed, he passed the Qi to heal the two people. He didn't delay at all. He knew that the situation was urgent and didn't waste any time.

Jiang Baishan was extremely anxious, but before he could say anything, he found that the three people had already rushed into the sky.

"Yanshan! Go to Yanshan quickly! Xiao Ba is fighting with the Ghost Face Deputy Sect Leader of the Demon Sect! He is very powerful, and I am afraid he is not much inferior to the Sword of Questioning the Heart!" He spoke very quickly. Since Ning Qi had decided to go first, he would not hesitate any longer.

Ning Qi was relieved.

If it was just about the same level as the Sword of Questioning the Heart, it would be simple.

Now I just hope Qin Yun can hold on for a while longer.

Jiang Baishan adjusted his breath and began to tell what happened before. As he slowly told the story, Ning Qi's eyes gradually became cold and solemn. He snorted:

"What a Demon Sect, you have a way to die!"

He burst out with all his strength, even if he was holding two people, his speed was much faster than that of an ordinary Heavenly Man Realm.

Jiang Baishan and Lin Ruhua observed carefully, and just from this detail, they found that Ning Qi's strength was probably far beyond their imagination. The two couldn't help but think of the terrible sword energy in the two jade pendants. Originally, they thought that those were the two sword energies that Ning Qi asked Tianjian Zhenren for.

But now it seems that it may not be the case.

A shocking guess gradually came into their minds. If it weren't for the wrong timing, they couldn't help but ask about the jade pendant.

But this is a good thing.

It means Qin Yun is saved!

Jiang Baishan's pale face was gradually getting better. He took a deep breath, his eyes full of worry. At this moment, he only hoped that Qin Yun could hold on. If Qin Yun died because of saving the two of them, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

"Xiao Ba, you must live!" Jiang Baishan's eyes were full of determination.

Ning Qi's eyes were also cold.

From the beginning, he had no intention of blaming Qin Yun. What happened back then was just a matter of a thought. Qin Yun had never done anything to hurt the Zhenwu Sect. He always remembered that Qin Yun treated him the best when he first went to Zhenwu Mountain.

In fact, he and Luo Wentian had already guessed the identity of the person who delivered the message for the Zhenwu Sect's assessment competition, but they just didn't say it.

Now that he knew Qin Yun was in danger, he was naturally anxious.

Ning Qi burst out with all his strength, and his speed was extremely fast, leaving a clear mark in the sky.

...

Yanshan.

The sound of the mountain trembling continued, and the fluctuations of the power of heaven and earth were extremely violent, the rocks were shattered, and even the hidden beast kings tacitly chose to stay away. It was better not to get involved in such a battle between human strongmen.

The angry voice of the ghost face sounded:

"Qin Yun, do you really want to die?"

He never expected that he would be held back by Qin Yun for so long, which made him feel very humiliated. His eyes were full of anger under the bronze ghost mask. He was no longer relaxed at this time. His sleeves were broken, and there were even a few scratches on the bronze ghost mask.

He was angry and shocked.

He was angry that Qin Yun had threatened him, and he was shocked that Qin Yun's understanding of the secret art of sad white hair was better than his master.

However.

Qin Yun was obviously much more miserable now.

His originally handsome face was full of ravines, his hair was white, and he was old and almost dry. It seemed that the fire of life would be extinguished if the wind blew. He coughed and vomited blood repeatedly, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Why fear death? Just seek peace of mind."

A smile rose in his eyes, and the depression of the past five years dissipated at this moment.

He didn't know how long he could hold on. He was holding on completely by willpower. He knew that the longer he held on, the more chance his fifth brother would have to escape.

"Come again!" With a roar, Qin Yun mobilized the remaining demonic power in his body and took the initiative to kill again.

He was old in body but not in heart, with an invincible momentum of burning his boats and crossing the river, not caring about his life at all.

Ghost Face cursed him secretly as a madman.

He didn't want to use the sad white hair secret technique on such a small matter. Although the life span of the heavenly realm is 800 years, if he uses it every time there is a war, I am afraid that his life span has been running out. Now he just needs to wait for Qin Yun to burn out his life span, but he didn't expect Qin Yun to be so tenacious.

Time passed slowly.

The noise of the two people's battle finally gradually became smaller.

No matter how long the life span is, it will burn out.

Qin Yun's dark demonic energy is getting thinner and thinner, and his strength is rapidly weakening.

Ghost Face is so experienced that he immediately discovered this. He sneered and attacked brazenly. He swept across the sky, and a black fist print fell from the sky like a meteorite.

"Boom!"

In the violent trembling sound.

Qin Yun vomited blood and flew backwards. His whole body was broken apart, bloody, and white bones poked out from the surface of his flesh, which looked extremely creepy.

He tried his best to fight back.

But every time he fought, he became more miserable. With his declining strength, he could not be the opponent of Ghost Face at all. His flesh could not bear it and gradually broke down.

Qin Yun's eyes dimmed.

He knew that he was doomed.

At this moment.

Countless pictures flashed in his mind, bits and pieces of Zhenwu Mountain, the voices and smiles of many fellow disciples and master, he seemed to see Longshan Taoist smiling at him.

"Master... I am unfilial and disappoint you."

He felt sad and tears flowed.

The picture turned again, and finally a cold and peerless face flashed, making him sigh in his heart. Perhaps he could only wait until the next life. The only comfort was that he had said goodbye to her when he came.

"You regret it now? It's too late!" Ghost Face's gloomy voice sounded.

Qin Yun slowly closed his eyes.

Endless pain came from all parts of his body. His life span was burned out. Even if Ghost Face didn't do anything, he had no chance of survival. The backlash of the secret technique had already arrived.

"Bang!"

Another muffled sound, Qin Yun's old body fell to the ground like a rag sack.

Without waiting for him to struggle.

Ghost Face's long boots had already trampled on his chest, constantly crushing, flesh and blood bursting, and even breaking bones.

"You don't know how to live or die!"

Looking at the miserable Qin Yun, Ghost Face cursed coldly.

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Qin Yun just kept coughing up blood, laughing miserably, and said nothing. His eyes drooped, and his vitality was disappearing at an alarming speed, and finally there was no movement.

Ghost Face's anger gradually dissipated.

He wanted to crush Qin Yun to pieces, but he softened his heart. He recalled the scene when he first met Qin Yun. At that time, he felt that Qin Yun had a deep demonic nature and was a promising talent, so he brought him into the Demon Sect.

Qin Yun's performance after that really satisfied him. He became his confidant step by step, and then he created a miracle from the Blood Demon Pool.

You can say.

During that period of time, he really valued Qin Yun and really wanted to help him become the Son of God. In addition to valuing Qin Yun's value, he also appreciated his ruthlessness. Of course, there was another most important reason that he had never told others. Qin Yun was somewhat similar to his son who died early.

"It's a pity that you are unfaithful to me." Ghost Face said coldly, "If you were smarter, why would you do this?"

Looking at Qin Yun, who had no breath left, he finally moved his boots.

After knowing each other, he finally planned to leave Qin Yun with a whole body.

Ghost Face had mixed emotions, and finally took a long breath to calm down.

He waved slightly.

The power of heaven and earth swept, and a bottomless pit suddenly appeared. He thought, maybe dig a grave for Qin Yun to prevent him from falling into the mouth of the strange beast.

Qin Yun's body fell into the pit, and soon a new grave appeared. There was power flowing on it, and ordinary strange beasts did not dare to approach it.

Ghost Face stared at the grave in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a moment.

He turned around and prepared to leave.

Qin Yun died, but Jiang Baishan and Lin Ruhua had to be captured.

But as soon as he moved his feet, he subconsciously looked up.

He saw the sky.

A startling wave came, and a young Taoist priest brought two people flying in the air. The speed was so fast that his pupils shrank subconsciously. He didn't know the young Taoist priest, but the two people behind him were very familiar. Who else could they be but Jiang Baishan and Lin Ruhua?

"Are they calling for reinforcements?" Ghost Face laughed gloomily.

He was about to chase them, but he didn't expect the two people to come back again. Although they brought a young Taoist priest who looked very strong, he was not afraid. This saved him a lot of effort.

Jiang Baishan heard Ghost Face's teasing laughter, and his eyes were about to burst. He looked at the new grave in the distance and roared in grief:

"Ghost Face, where is my eighth junior brother! Where is he!"

Ghost Face sneered and just stepped on the grave under his feet with his long boots.

"In view of Qin Yun's many years of being my subordinate, I left him a complete body and built a grave for him. I have done my best."

Hearing this, Jiang Baishan felt dizzy and angry.

"You! You deserve to die!"

Originally, he still had a glimmer of hope, but at this moment, there was only hatred and grief.

Ning Qi's face was expressionless, and his heart was also sad.

"I will leave you a complete body."

A sad whisper sounded.

Ghost Face's pupils suddenly shrank. When the young Taoist opposite him finished speaking, the vast and majestic power of heaven and earth had already gathered. Not only that, but there was also a peerless sword intent rising. In an instant, there were endless sharp edges on the surrounding mountains, rocks and plants. Ghost Face felt cold all over, and he had completely lost the previous ease and comfort.

His voice was like seeing a ghost:

"You...you are the Heavenly Sword Master?!"

But Ning Qi did not answer. He waved his hand, and a number of Heavenly Swords had already condensed into shape. Jiang Baishan and Lin Ruhua were stunned. The most impossible possibility became a reality, and the two were a little confused.

Under the endless sharp pressure, the bronze mask on Ghost Face's face had been broken, and his true face was revealed. Unexpectedly, he was not ugly, but handsome, vaguely similar to Qin Yun.

Ghost Face roared.

The power in his body began to increase rapidly, and he also used the secret technique of sad white hair in the face of life and death crisis.

Just like Qin Yun before, his face was rapidly aging. Although he did not burn all his remaining life in one breath, he did not dare to underestimate such a terrifying enemy. He had only one thought, that is, to escape, and escape quickly!

What a pity.

Facing Ning Qi now, it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and it was vulnerable.

Ning Qi was angry.

One after another, the sky swords roared to suppress, and the majestic pressure spread to the surroundings. Even Ghost Face, who used the secret technique to increase his power, had no power to fight back. One after another, the black fist marks were all turned into powder in front of the sky sword.

"How... How is it possible?" Ghost Face's eyes bulged, and he couldn't believe it.

It was not until the Heavenly Sword pierced through his chest and all the power in his body was sealed that he gradually woke up and looked at Ning Qi with fear.

"How could there be such a powerful Heavenly Realm in the world?" Ghost Face was almost suffocated. He was seriously injured in a face-to-face encounter. If Ning Qi had not shown mercy, he would have been killed instantly.

This kind of power made him think of... the Martial Saint.

He kept coughing up blood, and his soul was trembling.

"Is this the true face of Tianjian Zhenren?" He looked at Ning Qi's young and overly handsome face and the vigorous and incredible vitality, and his heart trembled. He would rather believe that Tianjian Zhenren was an old monster who had rejuvenated, and he would never believe that he was really a young man.

But he just heard Jiang Baishan's call, and Jiang Baishan called Tianjian Zhenren "Ninth Junior Brother".

This discovery made him feel dizzy.

At this moment.

Everything was calm.

Jiang Baishan and Lin Ruhua were already dumbfounded. They had thought that there would be a great battle, but they did not expect that it would be so overwhelming that the deputy leader of the Demon Sect, who was enough to make them despair and suffocate, had no resistance in front of Ning Qi.

The impact of the scene in front of them almost turned them into sculptures.

Ning Qi's eyes were cold.

He was not soft-hearted when he showed mercy, but the deputy leader of the Demon Sect, as a high-ranking member of the Demon Sect, must know some secrets. Perhaps he could use this to find out the information about the secret place of the Demon Sect Martial Saint, and then kill him after squeezing out all the value.

But there was something more important to do right now.

He took a deep breath and dug up Qin Yun's grave with some hope.

He would never believe it unless he saw Qin Yun die with his own eyes.