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Chapter Seventy-Seven: Collecting Disciples in the Night


0Novel Reading Network He subconsciously looked to the side, his expression even uglier.

The group of other warriors who participated in the siege of Yunqing were completely suppressed by the four clones.

There were four master-level experts besieging Yunqing.

At this time, one of them had been killed by Yun Qing, and the other two were tightly entangled by the water and fire clones.

The demon clones and thunder clones were frantically killing other soul-casting warriors.

Under the terrifying combat power of the demon clone and the lightning clone's movement so fast that they could barely see their traces, they couldn't even escape, let alone resist.

The other two master-level experts were also suppressed at an absolute disadvantage when facing the water and fire clones.

What the water and fire clones hold in their hands is actually a divine weapon.

This made the true soul stage grandmaster's expression even more ugly.

"Stop looking around.

It's better to stick your head over and let me chop it off.

This way I can give you a good time.

Otherwise, you will die in pain."

There was a coldness in Yun Qing's voice.

The feeling made this true soul stage powerhouse feel a chill that seemed to come from the depths of his soul.

"The situation is not right, you run away quickly."

This true soul stage strongman's face turned green and white.

Anyone who is asked to stick his head out and let others chop it will feel uncomfortable.

However, after weighing the situation, he immediately gave the order to let the lower-strength warriors around him flee first.

At the worst, some of the people arranged by the Su family in this area must be saved.

Otherwise, the intelligence arranged by the Su family in this area will be completely paralyzed, and the loss will be too great.

After hearing his order, Yue Qingrou suddenly raised her head to the sky and let out a long roar.

Along with this long roar, a huge dragon suddenly flew down from the sea of ​​clouds.

"Qing'er, kill all those who are running away around you."

Yue Qing shouted softly.

Yun Qing looked at Qing'er and murmured: "This little chubby dragon has grown a lot bigger.

Its wingspan can reach fifteen or six feet."

Qing'er can be considered a behemoth at this time.

Although it is still a young dragon, the stronger Yue Qingrou's accumulated strength is, the faster it will grow.

When Yun Qing first saw it, it was still as fat as a ball and could be held in his arms.

Now, it's great that it has turned into such a behemoth.

Seeing Yue Qingrou summoning Qing'er down, Yun Qing also quickly roared and summoned Xiao Zi down.

When it comes to chasing down those fleeing warriors, Lightning Falcon Xiao Zi is definitely much faster than Qing'er.

The Lightning Falcon is known as the fastest spiritual beast in the world, and this is no joke.

Looking at the two spiritual beasts, the true soul stage strongman's face was ashen.

He looked at Yue Qingrou and Bai Zhuojun, and his face became even more ugly.

At this time, only five people around Yue Qingrou were still fighting, and the others had turned into souls under the sword.

The situation on Bai Zhuojun's side was even more unexpected.

It turned out to be a one-sided massacre by Bai Zhuojun.

At this time, there were only two people left among the dozen or so people.

And these two people are the two strongest junior masters.

At this time, the two junior masters were covered in scars, their hair and exposed skin were scorched black, and their limbs spasmed from time to time while dodging.

It was obvious that they were seriously injured.

And if Bai Zhuojun sways, there will definitely be another wound on both of them.

Although he barely avoided the vital point, if he continued like this, he would definitely die.

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"Damn information from those bastards" "When you massacred those unarmed civilians, you should have thought that such a day would come."

Yun Qing said coldly: "Now, it is time to send you on your way."

With that said, Yun Qing's figure disappeared instantly.

When he reappeared, he had already attacked him.

"Not good."

His face was as pale as paper.

This extremely fast movement was as elusive as the Bai Zhuojun he saw just now.

Yun Qing used this extremely fast body technique to attack four swords in a row.

This true soul stage strongman was stabbed four times with swords in an instant.

"What a pity."

Yun Qing secretly thought it was a pity as he looked at the true soul-stage expert who had avoided the vital point.

Although he moved faster after learning Ye Lingxiao's movement skills.

But his work of wielding the sword did not become faster.

It is precisely because of this that the enemy is given the possibility to dodge.

If his movements could be that fast, then everything would be perfect.

The enemy will not have any reaction time.

The four swords did not kill him, so Yun Qing gave up on using that movement technique again.

The consumption was too great.

If he couldn't be killed after two more attacks, Yun Qing's soul power would be completely consumed.

With a flash of silver light, a silver long bow appeared in Yun Qing's hand: "You don't have any chance."

The arrow strikes a chord.

The face of the true soul stage powerhouse suddenly changed.

He would not forget that Yunqing was most famous for his bow and arrow skills.

But just as he got out of the way, he discovered that what Yun Qing shot was not just one arrow, but thirteen arrows in a row.

The thirteen arrows were like heaven and earth, blocking all the directions where he could dodge.

"Damn it!"

He waved the long knife in his hand, trying to block Yun Qing's arrow.

But a compelling murderous aura penetrated his heart.

When he looked closely, he saw that Yun Qing's bow was fully drawn again.

The danger that made him feel fatal was coming from the bow.

Another arrow came out.

But the speed of this arrow is beyond imagination.

The last one arrived first, and it shot over faster than the thirteen arrows Yun Qing had shot previously.

In an instant, it exceeded the previous thirteen arrows.

"Damn, how is this possible?"

The injuries on his body and the despair in his heart greatly reduced the strength of this master-level strongman.

The sword was swung out, but the arrow failed to hit. laugh The arrow passed directly through the roar, and then nailed into the wall of the wooden house behind him, leaving only the tail of the arrow exposed.

Then Yun Qing calmly drew his bow again and began to help Qing'er and Xiao Zi kill the warriors who were running around.

When the last warrior of the Su family was smashed in the head by Xiao Zi's wings, the whole town fell into complete silence.

The strong smell of blood was so pungent that Princess Reki vomited out in disgust.

"Leave it to me."

Yun Qing waved his hand, and the Tutian Blood Blade immediately flew out across the sky.

Not long after, all the corpses were completely refined by the Tutian Blood Blade, leaving only clothes on the ground.

"Yun Qing, let's check the town and the surrounding areas again to see if there are any survivors."

Yue Qingrou's face was very ugly.

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Several people then searched door to door in the town, but found no survivors.

However, Xiao Zi found a seven or eight-year-old child in the haystack in the field next to the town.

The bodies of everyone in the town were later found by several people.

They were thrown haphazardly into a pit.

Several people reburied them silently.

They felt extremely heavy as they watched the child kneeling in front of the piles of graves with his mouth pursed and his fists clenched.

"I want revenge."

The child's eyes were red.

He suddenly stood up and looked at Yun Qing and others: "Which of you can be my master?

I want revenge."

"You have to know that what you will face is a thousand-year-old family that is a giant in the entire continent."

Ye Lingxiao said: "Maybe you will not be able to take revenge in your life.

If you understand, then I will accept it.

You are a disciple.”

"I don't care.

I must kill them all in my life.

If I can't kill them all, I will recruit apprentices to kill them all in the future.

One day I will kill them all."

The child roared, his voice full of endless resentment.

"Very good.

Since you have this intention, then I will accept you as my disciple."

Ye Lingxiao's eyes flashed with an inexplicable light: "From today on, you will be my successor, Ye Lingxiao."

Yun Qing knew that among everyone, it might be best for Ye Lingxiao to accept him as his disciple, because what Ye Lingxiao learned on the battlefield was the way of killing.

This child is full of hatred, and by practicing his way of killing, he can train his mind in the midst of killing without getting lost in the thoughts of killing. 0Novel Reading Network: