Yang Qingxuan's thin figure, like a mayfly shaking a tree, resolutely rushed towards the big millstone.
"boom!"
Under the power of that sword, the millstone actually cracked a piece, and then it shattered, bursting in the sky, shaking the sky and breaking the sky, and the cliff trembled.
A sword light seemed to turn into a dragon, rushing to the heavens!
A terrifying air wave swept across all directions, throwing Yang Qingxuan and Zuo Jun out instantly.
The venom all over the sky turned into a layer of poisonous miasma under the vortex of Yin Lingqi, and gradually spread over the mountain top.
A beam of bright sunlight shines down from the clouds and falls on the top of the mountain, dispelling the cold air and warming the world.
"puff!"
Yang Qingxuan was thrown tens of feet away, hit the cliff directly and bounced back, shaking out a mouthful of painstaking effort, only to feel that the bones of his body were shattered and his internal organs shifted.
The shape of the sword at the center of the eyebrows is hidden, and there is no light at all, and the body feels as if it is being torn apart, as if it is about to be broken.
The poison has spread along the meridians and spread all over the body.
Everyone watched this scene in horror, the sky was covered with a layer of venom, mixed with the Yin Qi.
Zuo Jun was wrapped in the poisonous mist, but he didn't fall off, but most of his body was cut off by the sword light, and the poison flowed out from his body, melting his body.
"No, no! How could this be, no!"
Zuo Jun only has half of his body left, and a painful wail came from inside, "The martial soul is backlashed, I was backlashed by the martial soul, why is this happening! Yang Qingxuan, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!"
Yang Qingxuan's face was pale, he looked at it quietly, and said: "If you do many unrighteous actions, you will die yourself, and dying under your own martial soul can be regarded as giving you a happy ending."
"The ending? The ending won't be like this!"
Zuo Jun roared and made a fist with both hands. Most of his body was dissolved, leaving only his upper body. His face was so distorted that he was almost out of human shape.
The soul light quickly condensed into his hands, turning into a ball of poisonous light.
Yang Qingxuan's eyelids twitched, feeling the danger of the poisonous glow, and said in surprise: "You...!"
"Hahahaha, anyway, my martial spirit abandoned me and turned against me! I can't live anymore, so I will drag all of you to be buried with me!"
Zuo Jun raised his hand and said with a sinister smile: "Haha, I'm going to detonate this Poisonous Hand Fist, and that terrible poisonous gas will send you to hell in an instant!"
Yang Qingxuan's complexion changed drastically, and he struggled to jump up from the ground, but as soon as he moved, the venom burst out, like a thousand cuts, and he fell down in pain.
"Heh, heh. If you say you go to hell, you will go to hell. The trash from the Zuo family really thinks you are an onion?"
Suddenly a gust of wind came, it was a punch, like a mountain, it turned into infinite pressure, and struck down.
"Boom!"
The power of the fist dissipated on the poison, and a little bit of light bloomed, like stars in the sky.
Zuo Jun's pupils shrank, and he shouted: "Star Fist! The Chen family's Star Fist!"
"Boom!"
Under the suppression of the fist wind, the light of Zuo Jun's martial soul was actually shattered by that punch!
The terrible venom burst out and swept away like a hurricane!
Above the sea of clouds, a figure suddenly appeared, before the poisonous thing, it was volleying in vain!
Everyone was taken aback, "Lingkongxudu? A master of the original martial arts realm?!"
Zuo Jun laughed wildly and said: "Haha, Chen Zhen! You are really looking for death! Smash the light of my martial soul and bear my anger!"
Yang Qingxuan became horrified and shouted: "Chen Zhen, go back!"
Chen Zhen didn't fly in vain, but had two wings growing from his back, relying on a pair of wings, he could walk on waves.
The exploding toxin, mixed with Yin Qi, hit him like a hurricane.
"Hehe, unfortunately, this poison is of no use to me."
Chen Zhen raised his right hand, and a silver war gun suddenly appeared, with a silver light shining from the gun, and with a sweep, Leng Mang volleyed away!
"Boom!"
A shot broke through the hurricane and passed through. The terrifying poisonous light came over, but it poured to both sides along the momentum of the gun, without touching Chen Zhen's body at all.
"This, this..., how could this be..."
Zuo Jun was completely dumbfounded, full of unwillingness and despair, the vitality disappeared in his eyes little by little, and the poisonous mist dispersed immediately, unable to support his half body anymore, he immediately fell from the clouds.
As soon as Chen Zhen retracted his battle gun, he turned around, leaned on the two feathers behind him, and stepped on the void.
"A handsome person always comes out last."
After a few steps, he came to the top of the mountain and said: "Captain, I have completed the task you gave me, killed Tai Feng, and then I will help you."
Chen Zhen was full of vigor, his wings were white and flawless, standing on the top of this mountain, he looked even more radiant.
"Haha, good, good!"
Yang Qingxuan couldn't help being delighted, and said, "You made a breakthrough?"
Chen Zhen nodded and said with a smile, "Late stage of Lingwu Realm."
"Hey!"
Everyone took a deep breath in their hearts. It's too scary to be so young, only fourteen years old, to reach the late stage of Lingwu Realm!
Yan Xu and the others were shocked, screamed wildly, shook Meng Rui and the others away, then ran wildly and fled down the mountain.
Chen Zhen's face turned cold, and he was about to chase after him, but was stopped by Yang Qingxuan.
"The four of them are very strong. Except for you, they are all exhausted. Even if they catch up, it will be difficult to win. Let's take a rest first."
Only then did Chen Zhen stop.
The faces of Meng Rui and the others were all pale, and their bodies were covered with blood. They fought hard and exhausted a lot.
Chen Zhen said to Yang Qingxuan: "The aura here is a bit weird, let's leave first, and I will take you."
Although Zuo Jun died, the poisonous gas mixed with Yin Lingqi still roared on the top of the mountain, and he seemed to be lingering.
With a wave of Chen Zhen's hand, Qianjiang Taxue came out in response, and without any explanation, he carried Yang Qingxuan on his back.
A group of five people rushed down the mountain immediately.
Chen Zhen almost didn't touch the ground, walking close to the ground, Yang Qingxuan asked in surprise: "Your martial spirit has also grown?"
"Um."
Chen Zhen responded: "Before, I could only glide for a certain distance in the air, but now I can fly in the air."
Several people are envious, although there are not no martial spirits that can fly, they are very few.
After all, there are not many warriors who can step into the real martial arts realm, so if you have a pair of wings, you can take advantage of them when you fight against the same level.
Meng Rui said: "Just now you were able to easily defeat Zuo Jun's poisonous whirlwind, you must have relied on that battle gun. It was able to shake away both the poison and the yin aura, and it was invulnerable to all poisons. It is indeed a remarkable weapon."
A strange color flashed in Chen Zhen's eyes, he nodded and said, "That silver gun is indeed somewhat miraculous, and I haven't figured out its power, and I got it under the sea of clouds."
"What?!"
Several people were startled, Yang Qingxuan frowned and said, "Isn't this artifact your own?"
Chen Zhen said with a smile: "Essential weapons are not ordinary weapons. They can withstand the agitation of a warrior's true qi, which is very impressive. Although my Chen family has a rich family background, it is not so rich that everyone has an original weapon."
(end of this chapter)