Chapter 150

Feng Yixuan lay on the ground, covered with wounds. He couldn't believe that he was seriously injured by Qin life again. Two raids, but they all failed. There is no suspense about the defeat! But Feng Yixuan didn't dare to think about those at the moment. He was cold and scared. At that moment, he was not only defeated, but almost died. He fully believed that Qin Ming's sword would behead him if it deviated a little more.

"Yixuan!" Feng Yiyun exclaimed. She only focused on creating an illusion and didn't see what happened.

Feng Yixuan struggled to hold up: "leave me alone! Defeat him! He has cast more than ten martial arts, and his spiritual power is almost exhausted."

"You hide first..." Feng Yiyun was about to be cruel. Suddenly, she felt the cold hairs all over her body stand up. An ominous premonition appeared in her mind, and then she felt the great danger enveloping her!

Not only she, but everyone felt a chill, as if shrouded in a biting murderous spirit.

Qin Ming stood in the ruins of the animal farm with his hands on his chest and his fingers stiff. A black vortex took shape rapidly. A dark knife, one thumb wide and one finger long, was gradually emerging in the depths of the vortex. The body of the knife was cold and dark like a small black hole. The chilly chill makes people tremble from the soul, and the biting murderous spirit attacks all over Feng Yiyun's body.

"Shura Dao?!" the disciples of the holy hall frowned and paid serious attention. What they heard most in the imperial city was the Dao cultivated by Qin Ming. It is said that the body of the Dao is completely condensed by Qin Ming's murderous spirit. It can invade people's soul. Once hit, it will completely lose its combat effectiveness. Qin Ming defeated TIESHANHE, the descendant of the iron family, with Shura knife and won the glory of the top five of the eight tea parties.

Feng Yiyun seemed to be fixed in place. She felt the cold of death for the first time, so close to herself. She couldn't help looking at the black knife. In a trance, the black knife was also looking at her, like a little god of death, showing a ferocious smile to her. Dong! Dong! The world seems to be quiet, with only their own dull heartbeat in their ears.

"Sister!! get out of the way!" Feng Yixuan exclaimed.

Feng Yiyun suddenly came back, damn it! I was confused by Shura Dao? She chanted in groups for hundreds of times. The vast and terrible destruction illusion shrouded the animal farm, invading everyone's consciousness and trying to invade Qin life.

However

"Northern region, Shura son, Qin life, please teach!" Qin life whispered and reiterated the name of Shura son. His hands suddenly spread out, Qiang, Shura knife suddenly burst, and an invisible murderous spirit swept the whole audience, bringing endless cold, shaking the surging murderous spirit. In a trance, the Shura killing world seemed to reappear.

Puff, puff, all the parts of Feng Yiyun were annihilated in an instant, without a trace. The destruction illusion all over the sky dissipated, and all were empty like a whirlwind.

Before Shura kills the interface, all illusions are children's play! Impossible... Feng Yiyun's real body retreated, but the Shura knife suddenly appeared in front of her, like crossing the space, bringing endless cold and darkness, magnified in her sight and hit her forehead.

Feng Yiyun, like being struck by lightning, flew upside down on her back. The Shura knife had no entity, but it brought strong murderous Qi and just beat her away. In the middle of the air, Feng Yiyun's consciousness twists and turns. It's like falling into an endless black hole. It's cold, desperate, scared and helpless. It's also like falling into the battlefield of death. Countless hands stretch out from all directions, surround her and tear her.

Feng Yiyun screamed bitterly, like the cry of despair from the black hole, or the cry of breaking free from his big hand on the battlefield.

This instant experience will leave an indelible shadow on her.

Poop!!

Feng Yiyun fell to the ground, her eyes were round, her mouth was wide open, and her face was frightened. She was still breathing, but there was no movement, as if she were still immersed in boundless despair and darkness.

At this moment, everyone held their breath and there was no sound in the open animal farm.

Shura knife! This is the power of Shura Dao! The disciples of the holy hall stared at the fallen Feng Yiyun, and the shrill scream echoed in their ears for a long time.

Is that a knife? Or death! The three elders deeply frowned, murderous, real murderous! Did he really condense the murderous spirit into a solid knife? How did he do it? Is it martial arts? They were surprised and confused. No wonder they could hold eight tea parties. This knife alone was enough for him to win a name in the imperial dynasty with a large number of outstanding people.

Beyond the central territory, there are indeed crouching tigers, hidden dragons.

Is Qin Ming qualified to challenge Shengyan disciples of the holy church?

The disciples of the holy hall are glad that they didn't challenge Qin's life, otherwise they would lose miserably, but they are somewhat ashamed and angry. The two disciples in the inner hall of the holy hall joined hands and failed to subdue the sect disciples in the northern region. Is Qin's life too strong, or has the whole northern region become stronger in recent years.

Cao Wujiang's face was dignified. He defeated Wei Changkong first, and then worshipped the Fengs. Qin Ming seemed to reproduce the miracle that the eight tea parties broke into the top ten, and was obviously more relaxed and powerful than before. He defeated three people in a row with ease! If Qin Ming's performance at the eight tea parties surprised him, now he has a sense of crisis. No, we must not let Qin Ming grow up. He has a strong talent. With the cooperation of the blood evil clan, he may really threaten many people in the future.

By the way, Cao Wujiang suddenly remembered that before he accompanied the disciples of the holy hall to leave the mang palace, he seemed to see someone from Qingyun sect see Lengshan. Why did Qingyun sect find Lengshan? Want to make peace? Or what? "Temple disciple, dare you underestimate the northern region?" the demon son smiled and clapped his hands, very wonderful, very wonderful. It is even more gratifying to abuse the proud disciples of the Holy Church. Hey, hey, if I have a chance in the future, I have to take Qin's life to the imperial city for a stroll. I will pass on those arrogant talents.

Tuwei, they breathe a long sigh of relief. It's very dangerous and wonderful!

The disciples of the holy hall helped up the Feng family. One was seriously injured and the other suffered a soul injury. They were all in a semi coma.

They were unwilling and wanted to fight Qin Ming again. Call again? They looked at Qin's life carefully and resolutely gave up the idea. No, it seems that the boy can really fight again!

"Did I win?" Qin Ming greeted the cold eyes of the disciples of the temple.

The disciples of the holy hall stopped talking. Admitting that they had won was tantamount to admitting that Qin ordered Shura Zi's name, and that the inner hall disciples of the holy hall were not as good as him.

How can you say that? When they return to the temple, how to face other inner hall disciples.

"Can't afford to lose?" the demon son stood beside Qin Ming and deliberately stimulated them.

The faces of the three elders are not good-looking. The holy hall represents the strongest martial arts of the imperial dynasty, and the holy hall disciples should also represent the strongest strength of the new generation. Their purpose today is to take off the name of xiuluozi ordered by Qin and indirectly humiliate the eight sects in the northern region. Who would have thought that the current situation would be. Not only did they fail to take off the title of Qin's life, but also damaged the reputation of the holy hall.

"All dumb?" the demon son smiled at them, regardless of their faces. "Why don't I play with you again? Two together! Really not! Just three! If you have a thick skin, four will do."

Arrogant!! The disciples of the holy hall were ashamed and angry. Did some disciples of the second heaven in the Xuanwu realm stare at the demon and challenge her? They clenched their fists, raised their breath and tightened their drums. Finally, they simply didn't say anything challenging. Forget it, don't fight. I heard this woman is more cruel and fierce. Qin ordered him to be merciful and dare not die. This woman doesn't care. If she goes crazy and kills anyone, they can't take revenge unless they want to declare war with the blood evil sect.

The demon son suddenly waved to the front in surprise: "Grandpa! You're finally back!"

Everyone in the temple was moved and looked at it subconsciously. Lord of blood evil sect, I've heard a lot about you!

The three elders suppressed their discontent, recovered their composure, and turned to say hello. "Lord Qiu Lin, I haven't seen you for many years. Do you remember us..."

But

Anyone here?

Where?

Tuwei, they all followed and looked over, leader of blood evil sect? where? "Tease you! Look at you silly!" the demon was happy and smiled with Qin Ming.