The Strongest Martial Emperor in The City

Chapter 311: Behead

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Under Yang Qi's all-out attack, Old Demon Han was completely at a disadvantage, with more and more wounds on his body. As the two fought, Old Ancestor Xueyun and Taoist Priest Xuanxu could not intervene at all and could only watch from the side.

“Holy Gu, the blood and flesh essences of the three people in the fetal breathing state…” Han Lao Mo said in the direction of the four-winged golden cicada.

Unfortunately, the four-winged golden cicada seemed not to have heard anything and ignored Han Lao Mo at all, just swallowing the powder of Peiyuan Dan.

"Four...ah..."

Old Demon Han screamed in pain as another wound appeared on his body.

"Escape." Han Lao Mo knew that he was no match for Yang Qi. If he continued like this, by the time the Blood Burning Secret Technique's time was up, his cultivation level would have dropped, and he might not even be able to escape.

Whoosh~

Just as Han Lao Mo was about to escape, a figure had already appeared in front of him, and a sword light went straight to his chest.

"Damn it, there's no way I can escape." Old Demon Han roared in his heart. Yang Qi's speed was faster than his, and his exquisite swordsmanship blocked his escape route. He was forced to fight back and couldn't escape at all.

"I will fight you." Old Demon Han roared in grief and anger, and the next moment, a violent aura surged out from his body.

"Self-destruction?"

Yang Qi's face changed, and he tapped his feet, instantly putting some distance between himself and Han Lao Mo.

"Boom~" The next moment, a loud noise was heard in the forest, and the area within a radius of ten feet was razed to the ground in an instant. Yang Qi was also shaken back several steps by the terrifying shock force.

"It's really crazy." Yang Qi circulated his internal energy to suppress the surging blood pressure. Looking at the corpse of Han Old Demon, he couldn't help but sigh.

If his speed was not faster than Han Lao Mo's, an ordinary fourth-level fetal breathing warrior would have been seriously injured if not killed by Han Lao Mo's self-explosion.

"Elder Han." When Lin Qing saw that Old Demon Han was about to self-destruct, his face changed drastically. Almost in an instant, he took the attack from Taoist Lingxu and then quickly fled into the woods.

Whoosh~

At this moment, a black light flashed across, and a bloody hole suddenly appeared on the back of Lin Qing. It was the Blood Cloud Ancestor who had never had the chance to intervene.

Although Lin Qing held up his body-protecting true qi when he escaped, unfortunately, this kind of protective true qi was of no hindrance to the Qi-breaking crossbow, and it directly pierced his chest.

"Cough~ cough~ Taixuanmen, the Southern Border Holy Land will not let you go." Lin Qing opened his mouth, and large mouthfuls of black blood gushed out. Then he fell to the ground, lifeless.

"Thank you, Brother Xueyun, for your help. If you hadn't helped, this person might have escaped." Taoist Lingxu said with a smile as he looked at the dead Lin Qing.

“Thank you for the compliment, senior. If you hadn’t severely injured this man, I wouldn’t have succeeded so easily.” Ancestor Xueyun said hurriedly.

This is true. You know, at the beginning, it was he who launched a sneak attack with a hidden weapon. Although Lin Qing was a little embarrassed, he was still not injured. If Lin Qing had not been seriously injured and wanted to escape, and only held up the body's true qi, the sneak attack of the Blood Cloud Ancestor would not have been so easy to succeed.

"But compared to Brother Yang, we are a bit embarrassed." Taoist Lingxu looked at Yang Qi not far away and sighed.

Han Lao Mo, who performed the secret method of burning blood, was forced to self-destruct by Yang Qi. If it were him, I'm afraid the result would not be much better than Han Lao Mo. In the current martial arts world, even if these holy envoys are counted, Yang Qi's strength is probably ranked first. The only one who can compete with Yang Qi is probably the nine thousand years old.

"yes."

Ancestor Xueyun nodded slightly. A few months ago, Yang Qi's strength was comparable to his. Although Yang Qi was very likely to have concealed his strength at that time, he had such strength at such a young age and could even kill the Holy Envoy of the Holy Land easily. This ability was already something they admired.

"Brother Yang, thanks to you this time. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid we would be finished this time." Taoist Lingxu came to Yang Qi and said gratefully.

If Yang Qi had not dealt with the Four-Winged Golden Cicada and Han Lao Mo, it would probably not be Han Lao Mo and Lin Qing who died in the end, but the rest of them.

"We are in the same boat, Taoist Lingxu, there is no need to be so polite." Yang Qi said quickly.

Although his strength was not weak, he was still a little behind the Holy Land. A Holy Envoy sent to travel the martial arts world almost made him reveal all his cards, let alone the more powerful warriors of the Holy Land.

Upon hearing this, Taoist Lingxu smiled and nodded, then looked at the four-winged golden cicada beside him. The true energy in his body surged, and he was ready to take action.

"Master Taoist, how about you give this four-winged golden cicada to me?" Yang Qi said hurriedly when he saw this.

This four-winged golden cicada is priceless. It would be a shame if such a precious insect was killed like this.

"Brother Yang, you are not planning to cultivate this holy Gu, are you?" Taoist Lingxu was stunned and looked at Yang Qi in surprise.

"I have this plan." Yang Qi nodded.

“Brother Yang, I advise you to give up this idea. This holy Gu is a Gu worm cultivated by the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land. It is impossible for other people to cultivate it. Once you encounter the warriors of the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land, they might temporarily turn against you. At that time, not only will you be unable to help, you may even become an aid to the enemy.” Taoist Lingxu said hurriedly.

Over the years, there have been cases of Holy Gu being captured alive by others in the Southern Border Holy Land, and some people have tried to cultivate it, but unfortunately no one has succeeded. So even though he knew that the Holy Gu was quite powerful, Taoist Lingxu never thought of using it for his own use. Because it was impossible, and the Holy Gu might even strike back when fighting with the warriors from the Southern Border Holy Land.

"My medicine powder seems to have some effect on it. I want to try it." Yang Qi said with a smile.

He didn't intend to tell anyone about the soul brand, otherwise if the Southern Border Holy Land knew about it, they would probably snatch it from him at all costs. His current strength was not enough to fight against a Holy Land.

Taoist Lingxu was stunned, looking helpless, but still reminded, "For countless years, no outsider has ever successfully cultivated the Holy Gu. If it doesn't work, it's better to kill it this morning. Otherwise, when you return to the Southern Border Holy Land, you will only strengthen the enemy's strength."

“I will.” Yang Qi nodded slightly. The Southern Xinjiang Holy Land could not control high-level insects and beasts because their method of cultivating insects and beasts was too low-level. However, he obtained the method of using the soul imprint from the inheritance of Emperor Haoyang, so controlling the four-winged golden cicada was not a difficult task at all.

Seeing Yang Qi say this, Taoist Lingxu didn't say anything more. The group collected the treasures from Han Lao Mo and Lin Qing. However, the status of the two in the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land was not high, and they did not have many treasures. Apart from some elixirs for cultivation, they only had the mysterious weapons in their hands.

"We will divide these pills equally among the four of us. As for these two weapons, I can make the decision to exchange them for fifty pills of the same level. What do you think?" Taoist Lingxu looked at Yang Qi and said.

Although he asked three more people, Taoist Lingxu still valued Yang Qi's opinion the most.

"I have no objection." Yang Qi nodded indifferently.

The quality of these pills is not as good as the Pei Yuan Pill in his hand. As for the two Xuan weapons, he already has better ones. (To be continued)