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Chapter 167: Emerging (Part II)


In the void, an arm was broken off at the base and flew several feet away quickly.

"Ah" Qiu Hailong's howl like a slaughtered pig sounded in the "Purple Star Terrace".

His right hand was cut off by Yunfeng's long sword, and his burly figure was also cut off by Yunfeng Youlong Sword.

The momentum of his sword was stirred up, and it flipped rapidly in the air.

Yunfeng looked at Qiu Hailong who was turning rapidly in the void, and said loudly: "Qiu Hailong, I wanted to keep you for a few more years, but you are seeking death on your own, so you can't blame me."

After saying that, Yunfeng bent his feet slightly, jumped up suddenly, and slashed Qiu Hailong's thigh with a slender giant sword.

A "click" sound of broken bones was heard, and all the warriors sitting under the "Purple Star Platform" seemed to have seen a ghost, with their mouths wide open and speechless in surprise.

None of them could believe that one of them had reached the sword.

A warrior of the seventh-level Huang Dan could be so severely injured by such a young man in just a few moves.

With a "boom", Qiu Hailong's body hit the stone slab of the "Purple Star Terrace" heavily, and he fainted from the pain without even being able to scream.

Except for a few eighth-level Sword Emperors, peak Sword Emperors, and powerful Sword Masters in the audience, who could clearly see how Yun Feng made his move, almost all other low-level warriors had not yet reacted. , the high-spirited leader Qiu Hailongqiu just now would have his right arm cut off and his legs chopped off in just a moment.

"What a handsome and skilled fourth brother.

It seems that if I really got into action with this kid yesterday, I'm afraid I might not be able to block thirty moves."

The third master, Long Xiaoyan, saw Yunfeng's neat skills on the stage and turned his head.

Looking at his fourth brother Long Xiaotian, he said righteously.

"Third Brother, you are too self-effacing.

Although this man's movement and martial arts are strange, if he really takes action, although Third Brother may not be able to get any advantage from him, but if he wants to defeat Third Brother, I'm afraid it will be difficult.

You have to pay a huge price."

Long Si looked at his third brother Long Xiaoyan and said seriously.

Although he tried to appear relaxed when talking to Long Xiaoyan, the surprise in his heart was even greater than that of his third brother, because this young man was less than twenty years old this year and could already easily kill the Sixth Stage Sword King, even though Qiu Hailong had suffered some injuries before and had fought with Qiao Zhenshan for a long time, but there was an essential difference between the Sword Emperor above the fifth rank and the Sword Emperor below the fifth rank.

This also means that Yunfeng has now broken through the fifth level of Sword Emperor.

Otherwise, even if he is a genius, he would not be able to kill the Sixth Stage Sword Emperor so easily.

A warrior who had reached the fifth level of Sword Emperor before he was twenty years old only appeared once on this Tianhao Continent.

That was the "Emperor Shun" back then, but "Emperor Shun" was just a legendary figure.

A character, but this young man really appeared in front of him, so why didn't he feel scared.

All the warriors in the audience were extremely surprised, but one person was equally surprised, and that was Yunfeng himself.

He only knew that he had entered the fifth level, whether it was his understanding of sword skills, techniques, or his mentality when facing the enemy.

Great changes had taken place, but he did not think What he realized was that now that his strength had reached such a level, a seven-level swordsman like "Qiu Hailong" could be defeated so easily.

This was something he never expected.

He would have to fight with the opponent for a long time in the future.

Only then can the other party be resolved.

"Luo Bing," Yunfeng shouted coldly towards the audience.

He saw a teenage boy jumping up to the "Purple Star Stage" in a few clicks.

Yunfeng took out a bottle of drinking water from the ring and threw it to him.

He caught Luo Bing in the distance, deflected the swimming dragon sword in his hand, and knocked a long knife under his feet in front of Luo Bing.

"Luo Bing, I originally wanted to keep him for a few years to give you the motivation to practice hard, but since God's will is so, you can avenge your clansmen today.

By the way, take off the ring on his left finger.

There is something you need.

Something?"

Yunfeng looked at Luo Bing and said coldly.

Luo Bing did not speak, silently picked up the long knife in front of him, walked away from the unconscious Qiu Hailong, and poured all the pot of water on Qiu Hailong's head.

Qiu Hailong slowly opened his eyes.

The huge pain in his body made his face extremely distorted.

Seeing Qiu Hailong like this, Luo Bing felt an inexplicable pleasure in his heart.

He didn't want to kill Qiu Hailong now.

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He thought Just watch him suffer like this for the rest of his life.

"You are the little bastard who escaped from the Luo clan," Qiu Hailong said tremblingly.

"Where is my brother?"

Luo Bing asked coldly.

"I don't know where that little bastard is.

Anyway, after I caught him, I chopped off both of his feet and threw him in the mountains.

Maybe he had already fed the wild beasts in the mountains that night, or maybe he was in pain.

After a few days and nights, I suffered a lot After being tortured, just die slowly.

Anyway, you don’t want to see him again in the future."

Qiu Hailong looked at the child in front of him with a ferocious face and said tremblingly.

He doesn’t think about anything now.

He just wants to have a pain.

A happy way to die.

So the only thing he could do was to arouse the hatred in the young man in front of him so that he could give him a happy end.

Otherwise, if he falls into the hands of those enemies, he may not be able to survive or die.

"Shut up!"

Luo Bing roared angrily, and slashed Qiu Hailong's neck with the long knife he held high.

Qiu Hailong's head slowly rolled to the side.

When Qiu Hailong died, Luo Bing was like a deflated rubber ball.

His figure softened and he knelt down in front of the "Purple Star Platform".

When the gang members of the "Three Southwest Provinces Alliance" saw that their leader was dead, and some gang leaders had died in battle, they had no intention of fighting anymore, so they turned around and jumped off the "Purple Star Platform".

"The leader's space ring" someone shouted, but many of the people who were leaving quickly stopped.

Most of them quickly left the Purple Star Platform after hesitating for a moment.

Several Sword Emperor warriors slowly walked towards Qiu Hailong's body.

They were unwilling to leave just like that, because they knew that in the space ring of "Qiu Hailong", Qiu Hailong's "Giant Snake Gang" was stored over the years.

The gold and silver treasures and various martial arts plundered from all over the three southwestern provinces are not as rich as the country, but they are still a huge wealth.

"Grab" Several Sword Emperors suddenly roared at the same time and quickly pounced on Qiu Hailong's body.

"Whoosh!"

Just when several Sword Emperors landed on the ground and wanted to take the space ring on Qiu Hailong's finger, they saw Yunfeng flicking his right hand, and several rays of cold light flew towards them quickly. go.

At the same time as they reacted, between their eyebrows, there was a small flying knife with only the handle outside.

Yunfeng glanced coldly at the few Sword Emperor warriors left on the stage.

Those warriors who originally wanted to snatch the space ring were frightened back by just this move.

The warriors gritted their teeth helplessly and flew down from the Purple Star Platform.

"Brother, are all our people here?"

Long Si looked sideways at his eldest brother Long Xiao Yunfeng and asked loudly.

"We are all here.

They are all ambushing outside the four gates of Purple Star City.

No one from the "Three Southwest Provinces Alliance" can leave."

Long Xiaoyun said confidently.

Unless they are masters of Sword King Level 5 or above, they can't even get out of the city gate.

Even if they can get through the crossbow array, the masters of the Long family are still waiting for them.

"That's good, today is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Many masters of the Seven Gangs and Twelve Sects have died under the hands of Qiao Zhenshan.

I will definitely take advantage of this opportunity to completely defeat the Seven Gangs and Twelve Sects.

Let them never stand up in the three southwestern provinces," Long Xiaotian said coldly, with a hint of cold murderous intent flashing in his cold eyes.

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"Fourth brother, don't worry.

I have arranged everything.

Later, I, my second brother, and my third brother will go to various city gates to help.

You can just sit here and wait for our good news."

Long Xiao Yun looked at his fourth brother and said excitedly, as an elder brother, he knew very well what his brother wanted.

"Brother, please personally deliver this letter to the current leader of the "Tianlong Gang", Du Yan, and come back after getting his definite answer."

Long Si took out a prepared letter from the space ring and handed it to He killed his eldest brother Long Xiaoyun.

"Don't worry, I'll do it right away."

Long Xiaoyun took the letter from Long Xiaotian's hand and said loudly, turned around and walked towards the Tianlong Gang in the distance.

Even without reading the letter, he could guess what it said.

It was simply that the "Long Family" hoped to assist the masters of the "Tianlong Gang" to wipe out the remaining forces of the "Three Southwest Provinces Alliance" and To prevent them from resurrecting, the territory of their "Three Southwest Provinces Alliance" can be divided equally between the two families.

When the five masked men saw that Qiu Hailong was dead, they quickly withdrew from the battle circle, stood a few feet away, looked coldly at Qiao Zhenshan who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and turned to leave

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