As his body flew out of the cave, Qingyang Huan stretched out his hand and used a stone spear to hit the ground, creating a deep ravine.
He flew more than ten feet away before he stopped.
"The Qingyang clan's little brat."
Immediately following a cold voice, I remembered that a strong man came out of the cave.
He was the Yanshan tribesman who had been knocked unconscious and tied up by him before.
After the words fell, the clan soldier threw a stream of blood smoke into the air.
"It's really shocking.
A little brat actually made several of my brothers fall into your hands."
The strong man followed and charged towards Qingyang Huan.
At this moment, he no longer cared about why Yanshan's clan soldiers were not unconscious, and charged forward with the stone spear in his hand.
"Iwayama Fist."
The strong man's big hand came out of the hole, and the blood turned into a gray and white mottled color.
It came towards Qingyang Huan, and it was very cruel, aiming directly at his head.
"break" The same Qingyang Huan's stone spear went across, and he also used a spear technique called Duan Kong, which was one of Qingyang's ancestral spear techniques.
The stone spear and the fist collided together.
This time they faced a head-on confrontation.
Qingyang Huan did not move on the spot.
However, the man on the opposite side retreated several feet away.
There was a little blood on his mottled fist.
"You little brat, you" The strong man had a look of horror in his eyes.
You must know that he is at the peak of his cultivation.
He was not aware of Qingyang Huan's actual power because he was pretending to be stunned.
Now, with one blow, it is really frightening.
The pinnacle of casting He's obviously just a teenager In just an instant, the horror in his eyes turned into murderous intent The young geniuses of the Qingyang clan, if the Qingyang clan rises, they will definitely squeeze the Yanshan tribe, and they will not be able to keep the little brat in front of them. call out Suddenly, Qingyang Huan felt a chill on his back.
The next moment, his whole body jumped up and jumped to the side.
A cold arrow passed by his side and pierced the ground in front of him, turning into an unknown number of arrows.
The hole is so deep that the arrow feathers cannot be seen at all.
However, before he could react at all, there was another sound that broke through the air, and this time it directly passed through his left arm, and some blood splashed out.
"The Qingyang clan unexpectedly gave birth to such a talented kid.
God bless Qingyang."
Following closely behind, two figures appeared.
A man in black robe holding a big bow with horns in his hand, his eyes flashing.
Although he was praising him, the murderous intention made him shudder.
"Brother, this kid has reached the peak of casting, he can't be kept here."
Seeing the person coming, the man who had fought Qingyang Huan earlier shouted hurriedly.
What The pinnacle of casting
The man in black robe glanced at Qingyang Huan again, and the murderous intent in his eyes directly converged into a line.
He was already in his prime and had just reached the peak of casting.
Compared with the Qingyang family's baby in front of him, he could be said to be the most powerful person in the world.
Don't.
"Brother, if a member of the Qingyang clan can achieve such a level of cultivation at this age, his identity must be..."
The Yanshan clan soldier next to the black-robed warrior said hesitantly, but was stopped by the black-robed warrior.
"A kid with such great potential won't be able to survive until a few decades later.
I, Yanshan, will have to succumb to him.
Since we have been hit by him, we can't keep him.
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Besides, dead people can't speak." kill The man who had just hesitated took action at the next moment, and the strong man also took action, but the man in black robe once again picked up the big bow and wandered outside the battle circle, flashing bone arrows.
There was coldness in his eyes, and the bone arrows set on the big bow were aimed at Qingyang Huan's chest and head. bang Qingyang Huan, who was fighting two Yanshan soldiers, couldn't help but hold the stone spear in front of his chest.
However, the bone arrow hit him with great force, making him fly out unprepared.
The two Yanshan soldiers The clan soldiers would naturally not let go of such an opportunity.
Fighting against three veterans who had been hunting in the ancient forest for many years, Qingyang Huan was much better than them in terms of strength, but some experience in life and death fighting was enough to make up for the gap.
These veterans used all their moves to penetrate the vital points, striving to unleash maximum lethality with one blow, making him look a bit dangerous.
"First we need to kill the strong man in black robe."
He was tired of dealing with the all-pervasive bone arrows.
At this moment, he collided with a clan soldier and exited the battle circle.
He rushed towards the man in black robe and wanted to kill this person first.
In a short period of time, he suffered several wounds one after another, which made him understand that the person he was fighting now was no longer a ferocious beast in the wilderness, but a human warrior who had vowed to kill him.
Seeing Qingyang Huan rushing towards him, the black-robed warrior's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he drew his bow and aimed an arrow directly at him. call out The arrows shot with a huge force of ten thousand pounds pierced through the sonic boom, and at this moment, the color of blood made Qingyang Huan's eyes look ruthless, just like the ruthlessness he showed when he first saw the stone spear and refused to let go.
Momentum. kill A faint killing energy lingered on the stone spear, and the originally scattered killing energy actually flowed and gathered at the tip of the stone spear.
Buzz The bone arrow flew one foot away from the stone spear, stopped completely, and then strangely shattered into powder.
The stone spear advanced without retreating.
When the black-robed warrior was stunned, it penetrated directly into his chest.
At this moment, Qingyang Huan seemed to have been tempted, and a faint blood filled his eyes.
He became extremely violent.
He pulled out the stone spear from the chest of the black-robed warrior and, amid the screams of the two Yanshan clan soldiers behind him, he started to kill towards them.
Under the faint blood light, he became a little crazy.
Even if the two clan soldiers resisted, he would not be able to kill them.
He flew out directly and pounced on him.
Puff puff The stone spear slit open the chests of the two clan soldiers, and they fell to the ground in a pool of blood.
call At this moment, it seemed that he could no longer hold the stone spear, and he was stuck on the ground, breathing heavily.
Looking at the three figures lying in a pool of blood, they had lost all vitality, which made him a little sluggish.
Even though he hunted so many ferocious beasts, and even hunted the Wood tribe, he never thought about killing them.
These clan soldiers from the Yanshan tribe.
Otherwise, he would not have knocked them unconscious and tied them up in a cave to kill ferocious beasts and foreigners.
This was a mark given to him by the clan from the time he could remember.
He did not feel the cruelty of the killing.
What.
However, it seemed that he had never thought about killing his own kind in his heart, as if he had subconsciously ignored it.
Inkstone's murderous intention towards him was not adulterated at all, it was because of his own talent.
If he knew that he had just entered the third step of blood refining, wouldn't he want to kill him even more?
At this time, a figure staggered out of the cave, with a ball of blood in his hand that shot straight up into the sky.
This blood smoke rose into the void and turned directly into a blood-colored mountain, which could be seen from a hundred miles away.
"not good" Qingyang Huan was immediately shocked.
Qingyang also had such a thing.
It was used to summon the strong men of the tribe.
Even a god in the Tibetan realm was not something he could easily resist.
This time he wanted to rob the copper mine, but he was careless.
Men who were hunting in the wilderness were not easy to be deceived.
Just from how the clan soldier deceived him into pretending to be unconscious just now, Enough to make him remember the lesson Of course, if he had killed him from the beginning, maybe things wouldn't be like this.
"If someone wants to kill you, why don't you just walk away like this?"
At this moment, the stone spear was flashing with purple light, and a cold language flashed in his mind.
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"But" even so, Qingyang Huan still hesitated.
"Nothing but, you die or they die."
Between life and death, Qing Yanghuan made a choice without hesitation they die He held the stone spear and headed towards the cave.
Puff puff puff The stone spear penetrated down, pierced the chests of the Yanshan tribe soldiers, and shattered their hearts.
The tribe soldier who had just woken up and released the blood smoke had a ferocious face, his eyes were about to pop out, and he was holding his stone spear with both hands. .
"I, Yanshan, will never let you go."
Looking at the ferocious-looking Yanshan clan soldier, he was surprisingly not afraid at this moment until he fell to the ground.
Looking towards the direction of the mineral vein, it was obvious that it was impossible to quietly capture the copper mine.
"It takes opportunity or life."
As if sensing the hesitation in Qingyang Huan's heart, Shi Spear's voice sounded again.
fatal Without hesitation, Qingyanghuan once again made a decision After leaving the cave, he ran wildly in the direction of the Qingyang clan.
The blood smoke was enough for the Yanshan tribe warriors hundreds of miles away to see that if he didn't leave, he would be the one lying on the ground: