C668 A Dead Man will Pay with His Life
C668 A Dead Man will Pay with His Life
Just a simple gesture of his hand had rendered Yang Qiu powerless to resist.
Looking at Yang Qiu, who looked like he was frozen in ice, Yang De slowly took two steps forward. Then, he looked at Yang Qiu with a smile and said:
"You are Yang Qiu? The previous Son of Heaven's Mandate? You want to compete with Six Paths Prince for the position of the Heavenly Court's Lord?"
Yang Qiu stared at him. He couldn't even say a word. The other party pressed his hand down gently. The air within a hundred meter radius of him seemed to have been compressed into a thick and heavy millstone, causing him to kneel on the ground, and cracking sounds could be heard from his joints.
"I am Yang De. "
Yang De slowly came in front of Yang Qiu. He slowly stretched out a leg and tapped Yang Qiu's shoulder. Half of Yang Qiu's bones were completely shattered. The pain made cold sweat appear on his forehead.
"Hehe, speaking of which. . . I am still your ancestor, your bloodline. In the Yang family, he had always been a part of the family. If it was in the past, when I saw you, I would have to respectfully call you young master! But now, you are just a dead dog in front of me! "
Yang Qiu's body was collapsing. His Qi was restrained. Streams of chaotic energy kept surging out from the Chaotic Space, repairing his broken body.
Yang De was worthy of being called a Golden Immortal. Yang Qiu didn't even have the strength to resist in front of him.
In fact, that kind of power was true despair.
His eyes slowly swept across everyone present, then he turned his head and stared at Yang De, saying word by word,
"You. . . Are here to kill me?"
"Kill you?"
Yang De suddenly smiled brightly. He raised his leg again and kicked Yang Qiu's other shoulder. Yang Qiu groaned in pain. His soul seemed to tremble.
Yang De smiled and spread his hands. He said sarcastically,
"I don't kill dogs. You are not worth my effort, because you are too lowly. Your end is destined to be a dog. Why should I care so much about a dog? "
" You are just a toy of Prince. I will let you live for a few more days. Prince will surely be happy to see you being tortured. Why should I tell you all this? "
After saying that, Yang De turned around and looked at the man who was still lying on the ground. Ma Tianloong and Hei Hu, who were in ragged clothes, narrowed their eyes slightly. There was a faintly discernible Qi hovering in his hand. This aura was like a light thread that quietly wrapped around Ma Tianloong and Hei Hu. This silk thread had directly entangled the two dignified Ninth Grade Heaven Immortals. * Hong Long. . . . . . *
"What's the use of keeping such trash?"
Yang De waved his hand in disgust. He walked up to Yang Qiu and squatted down slowly. He reached out his hand and patted Yang Qiu's face a few times in a frivolous manner. He then sighed.
"Actually, according to what I said, I won't kill you. I will extract your soul and seal it. I will make you feel despair and fear all the time. I will let you experience the glory of your family. The other branches of the Yang family were worried about their lives because of your oppression. "
"We are all the descendants of the Yang family. Is it because your bloodline is the eldest son of the old ancestor that you are able to be so high and mighty?"
Yang Qiu didn't understand what Yang De was saying, but Yang De seemed to be getting more and more excited.
He stared at Yang Qiu. He stretched out his hand and gently slapped Yang Qiu's face. These slaps didn't seem heavy, but they were like a huge mountain that shook Yang Qiu's head. They were all confused.
"Just because your bloodline is the direct descendant of the eldest son, you have unlimited resources. You can cultivate the eight or nine secret arts of the old ancestor. When the brothers of the other branches see you, they will call you young master? Don't you think that our fate is too tragic? "
As he spoke, Yang De seemed to be somewhat agitated. He waved his hand to block the surroundings, and then an extremely crazy look appeared in his eyes.
"So, we have made the right choice. Hahaha, you don't know, right? What decision have we made? The Yang family is destined to become the master of the three realms. At that time. . . Hehe. "
Yang Qiu's eyes sparkled as he stared at this Yang De. He seemed to have sensed something from his words. However, this Yang De seemed to want to say something but stopped himself. He stopped halfway through his sentence.
Forget it. It wouldn't do him much good to know all these secrets.
Then, it was time.
As he thought of this, Yang Qiu took advantage of the moment when the other party's mind was relaxed. He suddenly clenched his fist tightly, then he threw a heavy punch on Yang De's face.
Yang Qiu had used up all of his strength in this punch. He had even used all of his potential. This punch had combined the Chaotic Force and all the attributes he had comprehended in the Holy Battlefield. It was a perfect punch.
Yang Qiu believed that this punch could easily kill a First Grade Heaven Immortal.
Everything seemed to be moving slowly. Yang Qiu's fist violently smashed into Yang De's face. Yang De's face was slowly lengthened and lengthened until it was more than two feet long.
The sound of bones cracking was incomparably clear. A trace of madness and contempt was still hanging on the corner of Yang De's mouth. He didn't even have time to retract his fist when Yang Qiu's punch landed on his face.
Circles of incomparably mysterious clear Qi rippled out from Yang De's body. This clear Qi was like layers of chiffon. The strength of Yang Qiu's fist was constantly weakened by the circles of clear Qi. In the end, all the strength had disappeared completely.
However, this sudden attack still had an effect.
Yang De was smashed by Yang Qiu's punch until he gave a muffled groan. A tooth flew out from his mouth. His entire body was like a cannonball as he was thrown out.
However, Yang Qiu's entire arm, and even his waist, which was moving his strength, broke into several pieces with a cracking sound.
Yang De never thought that Yang Qiu would still have the strength to fight back. He was a dignified Golden Immortal, a supreme existence on this planet. He was actually sent flying by a punch from an ant-like existence on the ground. This was a great humiliation to him.
Yang De's body was only sent flying a thousand meters away when he roared furiously. His big hand clawed at Yang Qiu's head.
At this moment, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Yang Qiu's face. This smile made Yang De's hand stop moving. He seemed to have seen something bad from Yang Qiu's smile.
An existence like a Golden Immortal. . . It was an instinctive feeling of danger that was close to the instinct of a prophet. Yang Qiu's smile was just too strange.
After hesitating for a moment, a thick earthen yellow Qi suddenly emerged from Yang Qiu's body. The Qi soared straight into the sky, then he strangely disappeared from where he stood. Yang De didn't even know how he left.
Yang De was stunned for a moment, and then he became furious. Just as he was about to roar in anger, he suddenly felt a terrifying Qi that seemed to have locked onto him.
It felt like an earth rat was being stared at by a giant dragon.
Yang De suddenly let out a shrill scream. His voice sounded like a woman's. As he screamed, time seemed to stop at this moment.
A huge Buddha head slowly appeared in the solar system. The head of the Buddha was a size bigger than the Earth. When the head of the Buddha opened its eyes, a plump, white Buddha hand with a swastika engraved on its palm slapped down towards the void that Yang Qiu had just seen.
In the midst of Yang De's wail, the immortal robe, skin, hair and even muscles on his body were instantly vaporized, leaving only a golden skeleton behind.
Silently, it was as if a breeze had swept past. Yang De stood at the center, and everything within a hundred kilometer radius had turned into nothingness.
Yang Qiu's ultimate goal was to trigger the Eye Of Saint.
Under the indiscriminate attack, he had the confidence to escape, but these guys could only wait for death.
In a cool breeze, a ball of light wrapped around a few of them, and they escaped from the terrifying attack of the Eye Of Saint in panic. However, all the people of Yang family had died here.
Dishi Yan, Asura Girl. . . Therefore, the three of them managed to escape from this terrifying attack. However, the subordinates that they brought along all died here.
It was as if nothing had happened. The sky above the blue ocean was still clear.
Dishi Yan. Dishi Yan, Asura Girl, all the elites that Miyamoto Musashi and the others had brought along, as well as all the people from the Yang family who had descended to the lower realm, had vanished without a trace. They didn't even have the chance to turn into powder. They had all vanished just like that.
The Receiving Lotus emitted a white light that wrapped around Dishi Yan. He stood in the void thousands of miles away, staring at the void just now. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Yang Qiu! You. . . !"
Similarly, Asura Girl was also floating in the air blankly. She also stared blankly at that place and then screamed angrily.
"Damn it!! My plan! My. . . !"
Dishi Yan did not know what kind of person he had lost this time. He had always been a strategist. He, who was scheming behind the scenes, flew into a rage in the void. He screamed at the top of his lungs.
"Yang Qiu, you lowly brat! You. . . I want. . . I want to. . . Puff!"
In the Fengtian Hall, Yang Qiu looked at all of this coldly. Then, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he started to sneer silently.
It seemed like there were still many interesting things that he didn't know about.
Come on. When the army comes, the general will block it. If the water comes, the earth will cover it. Whatever tricks you have, just show them to me.
Let's see who else you can send from the Yang family of Immortal Realm to the lower realm.
Western Cult, let's see what other tricks you have up your sleeve.
And this Miyamoto Musashi is not simple, he can actually escape from the Eye Of Saint.
Yang Qiu made up his mind. In the following period of time, he would properly manage his territory and increase his strength.