Chapter 256 Why do you want to kill me?
"Of course I will go and deal with Pang Qiyun, this beast who is worse than pigs and dogs, first!" Qin Ziling replied, the murderous intent in his eyes becoming increasingly cold and intense.
Although Qin Ziling could not hear the conversation between the old demon Hatetian and Pang Qiyun due to the distance, he could still guess something from their expressions and the movement of their lips.
"Isn't it too early for you to take action now?" Jian Bailou frowned slightly.
"Old Demon Hate Heaven and Old Demon Xue Chi are now locked in a life-and-death battle with Old Man Qingsong. How can they pay attention to observe the situation in the formation?" Qin Ziling replied.
As he spoke, Qin Ziling took out a mask of the underworld messenger and put it on his face. Then wisps of dark death energy emerged from his body and lingered around him.
"Teacher, don't forget, I still have this trick!"
Jian Bailou watched Qin Ziling transform into a dark messenger. Even if he confronted him, he could not tell the truth from the false. He could not help but sigh and said, "The way of life and death, the way of the spirit, which one is not extremely profound, and it is difficult for a person to understand it in his entire life. You have achieved such accomplishments at such a young age, which really makes this teacher admire you deeply!"
"Hehe!" Qin Ziling smiled triumphantly, then with a thought, the black cloud wrapping them quietly landed on a mountain peak.
Standing on the top of the mountain, overlooking the blood chains as thick as arms crisscrossing the void below, and the surging sea of blood below the blood chains, Jian Bailou held the Golden Scale Sword in his hand, and an incomparably powerful and sharp aura continued to rise from him.
"Break!" Jian Bailou shouted coldly.
Swish!
A sharp golden sword energy dozens of feet long rushed out from the Jinlin Sword and slashed downwards.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!" Blood chains broke wherever the golden sword energy passed.
A golden sword light flashed, and Jian Bailou rushed into the Blood Prison Formation with his sword.
"It's my turn now!" Watching Jian Bailou charging into the Blood Prison Formation, Qin Ziling curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer, and wisps of dark death energy rolled up around him. Like a ghost, he floated into the soul refining formation where dark clouds of ghosts were rolling.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!" In a corner of the soul refining formation, Xiao Qing held the Green Dragon Spear in his hand. Man and spear became one. The spear was like a swimming dragon, wandering in the air with endless changes.
Every time the spear was swung out, it emitted a hint of cold light, which not only enveloped Pang Qiyun, but also the two great martial artists in the late Bone Refining stage and the two great martial artists in the middle Bone Refining stage who were cooperating with Pang Qiyun to besiege her. Each of them felt that they were facing Xiao Qing and the Green Dragon Spear she was swinging at them independently.
The gun shot out like a dragon, not only moving around unsteadily but also extremely ferocious. There was even a faint sound of a dragon's roar heard between heaven and earth. A phantom of a green dragon was moving around unsteadily in the air, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.
The Dragon-Swimming Body Movement that Qin Ziling taught Xiao Qing was tailor-made for her spearmanship.
In addition, except for the skull, all the bones in Xiao Qing's body have been refined, so her body can change at will. Every shot she stabs out contains infinite changes, which isolates all the people who besiege her and forces them to face and resist alone.
"Ah!" With a scream, a great martial artist in the middle stage of bone refining was caught by Xiao Qing at the slightest flaw when he used an old move, and stabbed his knife-holding hand with a gun.
A bullet hole instantly appeared on the palm of this great martial artist in the middle stage of bone refining , and blood gushed out.
“Bang!”
The big knife fell to the ground.
"Xiao Qing, you are indeed very powerful, but it's useless. I have ten great martial artists and dozens of martial artists here. You can injure one, but how long can you hold on? You'd better surrender to this captain. This captain will make you his legal wife and will never break his promise.
Think about it, my father is the governor, and once I become a master in the future, I will inherit my father's position, and you will be the governor's wife. What power and glory, why do you have to make such a desperate struggle now? "Pang Qiyun saw that Xiao Qing could still hurt him, a great martial artist in the middle stage of bone refining, in such a situation, and his eyes showed a hint of madness when he looked at her.
At this moment, he was really attracted to her!
"Looking for death!" At this moment, a cold voice full of murderous intent suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.
Then Pang Qiyun saw a big knife emitting a pitch-black blade light suddenly appear in front of him in the darkness, and it kept getting bigger in his pupils.
Wherever the blade passed, it was like a whirlwind sweeping away all the dark clouds and ghosts, leaving nothing behind.
Before the blade arrived, Pang Qiyun already felt a cold knife intent penetrating his body, as if it was going to split him in half.
An unprecedented sense of crisis erupted in Pang Qiyun's heart like a mountain torrent.
Even when facing the old demon Hateful Heaven just now, Pang Qiyun did not have such a strong sense of crisis.
"Stop him quickly!" Pang Qiyun shouted loudly, and slashed the sword in his hand in the direction of the Sky-Splitting Sword, but his body quickly retreated backwards.
"Kill!" The two great martial artists in the early stage of bone refining who were waiting for an opportunity to attack Xiao Qing from the periphery had a flash of fear in their eyes when they saw this, but they still roared, leaped forward, and chopped towards the Sky-Splitting Sword with their swords, trying to block Qin Ziling's fatal blow.
"Die!" A cold word came out of Qin Ziling's lips.
When this word came out of Qin Ziling's mouth, the two great martial artists in the early stage of bone refining suddenly felt an infinite darkness descending. Countless meteors with flames fell on their heads in the darkness, as if it was the end of the world.
Thoughts of fear, helplessness, insignificance, despair, death, etc. instantly filled their minds, causing their bodies and the knives in their hands to suddenly stop in mid-air.
This stagnation was very short, and in just a moment the two great martial artists woke up and realized that what just happened was just an illusion.
But it was too late. When they woke up, they only saw a flash of cold black light in their pupils. Then they saw themselves flying into the sky. Below them were two headless corpses, and blood gushed out from their broken necks.
Silence! Deathly silence!
An indescribable fear grabbed everyone's heart like a huge evil hand.
One knife!
With just one strike, the two great martial artists at the early stage of bone refining were beheaded without even a chance to resist.
What a terrifying level of cultivation!
Even their governor, martial arts master Pang Zhiyuan, could never do it.
The Sky-Splitting Sword cut off the heads of the two great martial artists in the early stage of Bone Refining just like cutting vegetables. The castration was not affected at all, and instead it chopped towards Pang Qiyun at an even faster speed.
"Bang!" A loud noise.
The Sky-Splitting Sword finally chopped down the sword that Pang Qiyun was blocking.
Pang Qiyun's legs were deeply buried in the ground, his knuckles were cracked, and blood was constantly flowing out.
"You are not the underworld messenger, who are you?" Pang Qiyun roared.
"Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!" Pang Qiyun was answered by a continuous chopping sound.
Behind the black blade light was a mask with a green face and fangs.
With every blow of the knife, Pang Qiyun had to retreat several meters. A flush of blood surged onto his face, then was deeply suppressed, and even blood slowly flowed out from the corners of his mouth.
Several times, Pang Qiyun wanted to change his tactics.
But the opponent's knife was so powerful and fierce that he couldn't move at all. He could only mechanically hold the knife horizontally to block it.
The people brought by Pang Qiyun finally came to their senses and wanted to rush up to help Pang Qiwei.
"You'd better stay." A cold voice sounded, and the sky was filled with spear light, covering more than a dozen martial artists and great martial artists, preventing them from escaping.
At the same time, another spiritual shadow rushed out from her body, holding a flag in its hand.
As the flag waved, rolling black fog rushed out and transformed into a three-meter-tall demon holding a trident in his hand.
It was a dark day.
This Dark Blood Soul Refining Banner has been kept in Xiao Qing's storage ring this whole time. In case the situation changes and Qin Ziling is too late to rescue her, Xiao Qing can take it out and use it under the control of the spirit possessed in her body.
As soon as An Tian came out, his eyes glowed green, and he opened his mouth and sucked in all the scattered souls around him like a whale sucking water.
As a result, An Tian's whole body became more condensed and taller.
It's a pity that now this world is shrouded by Qin Ziling's mist and miasma, and the ghosts outside cannot get in for the time being. After An Tian absorbed all the ghosts around, he swung the trident in his hand, and suddenly, streams of evil black energy, like black whips, covered the sky and earth and lashed at the remaining martial artists.
"Bang!" Such a quasi-grandmaster-level figure couldn't even hold the sword firmly under the fierce blow of the Sky-Splitting Sword, and it fell to the ground.
At this time, Pang Qiyun's arms had countless broken blood vessels and muscles, and were covered in blood. He looked extremely horrible and miserable.
When the sword fell to the ground, the black and cold blade light had already cut through Pang Qiyun's energy shield with a "hiss" and stuck coldly to his waist.
Blood slowly flowed down the blade.
"You, who are you? Why do you want to kill me?" Pang Qiyun asked with a pale face, fear in his eyes.
What answered Pang Qiyun was a dazzling blade light and spurting blood.
Pang Qiyun was cut in half.
But Pang Qiyun did not die.
His eyes were fixed on Qin Ziling, filled with fear and unwillingness.
Qin Ziling slowly lifted the mask, and a face with a scar appeared in front of him.
"It's you!" Pang Qiyun's eyes suddenly widened, his face full of shock and disbelief.
"My name is Qin Ziling, this is not my real face! Xiao Qing is my wife, who do you think you are? How dare you threaten and humiliate her in person! If I wasn't worried about exposing too much, I would have killed you with one sword in the County Magistrate's Mansion!" Qin Ziling said coldly.
"Qin Ziling! Qin Ziling who killed Wen Chuansen in the battle in Qinghe County! You are so powerful, I understand, I understand, everyone has been deceived by you, Pu Jing..." Pang Qiyun stared at Qin Ziling, his eyes full of fear, as if he saw a peerless demon.
It was only at this moment that he understood that Qin Ziling, who had risen like a star in the battle of Qinghe County and fell like a meteor in the blink of an eye, was the mastermind behind all this.
Compared to him, he, the number one of the younger generation in Xiyunzhou's martial arts world, is just a small fry. It's ridiculous that he even dared to threaten his woman in front of him. He is simply courting his own death!
Before Pang Qiyun could finish his next words, the blade flashed in the air again.
Pang Qiyun's head fell to the ground immediately, and his eyes widened into a round shape.
