Chapter 138

Late at night.

Qi Yun jumped out of the room and stood on the roof with a broad double-edged sword.

His body flashed and rushed into the distance.

During the day, Li Qing asked secretly about the residence of an elder below.

He'll go in and kill this man tonight.

This elder repeatedly refused to deal with himself and didn't kill him. He was really upset.

Brush.

Stepping on the snow without trace, his body jumped one after another and disappeared into the dark.

In the vast mansion, the lights were shining, and there were bursts of faint sound.

All the servant girls and servants had fallen into a deep sleep.

Qi Yun fell lightly on the top of the wall, wearing a bronze mask on his face, and his mental power was pushed to the extreme.

Suddenly, he heard a very long breath, his eyes flashed and swept past.

Breathing is so long and weak. He is definitely an internal skill expert, mostly elder Fang.

He fell outside the room, gently pricked the window paper and looked inside.

On the bed.

A Taoist shadow sits with his eyes closed and cultivates his advanced internal skills. His body surface is covered with Yingying luster, red light flashes, his breathing is weak and long, and each inhalation is as long as tens of seconds.

Just as Qi Yun pierced the window paper, the figure on the bed suddenly flashed a cold light.

"Who?"

The elder Fang whispered and looked up in an instant.

Whoosh!

When he shook his palm, several throwing knives on the table, controlled by his internal Qi, shot directly out of the room and made a sharp sound.

Dang Dang!

There were shrill sounds and sparks.

Several throwing knives seem to have hit some wrought iron.

Boom!

Suddenly, the house collapsed, and a human figure rushed across, like a burning meteor. Holding a wide and huge sword, it moved and roared, and the air in the whole hall surged and made a clatter.

He swept with a sword, which was like a great mountain.

As soon as Fang Changlao's face changed, his body suddenly backed back, smashed the wall with his back and flew backwards.

But the speed of his retrogression was not as fast as Qi Yun's forward rush.

Qi Yun rushed and his blood burned. He was like a world-class demon God. The huge sword wheel in his hand moved and roared, and the air waves were unstoppable.

The power of this blow is unknown.

It gives people an illusion that mountains can be split!

Fang Changlao's face was frightened and he directly felt the strong crisis of life and death.

With a violent roar, he recklessly encouraged his internal power and bombarded the sweeping giant sword.

Violent palm power surged out, like mountains and seas, with great power, trying to stop the castration of the giant sword.

But it didn't work.

The giant sword is invincible and powerful!

Boom!

All the palm power was shattered, and the air was sunken and a huge vortex appeared.

Poof!

The whole giant sword swept from the elder's waist and cut him off. Blood gushed like a spring, dyed the world red, and screamed all over the night.

His upper and lower bodies were directly separated, and all his internal organs and intestines fell out, splashing everywhere.

The upper part of the body was carried by Pang ran and hit hard in the distance. With a bang, it sent out a painful cry.

Fang Changlao didn't die immediately.

His profound skills made his willpower extraordinary tenacity, and he cried miserably on the ground.

"Ah, come on, come on..."

After Qi Yun swept out his sword, he rushed out again, took the heavy sword as an iron ruler, made a heavy roar, and patted it hard on elder Fang's body.

With Qi Yun's violent power, it's hard to imagine a heavy sword of more than 1000 kg.

Pop!

With a dull noise, the upper half of the elder's body was like garlic sprouts, which was patted into blood mud on the spot, splattered viscera and flesh everywhere, and pieces of bones flew everywhere.

The scream stopped suddenly!

The old man as like as two peas and the ground sticks together on the ground. When the mosquito is photographed, the mosquito's hands are sticky on the palm of the hand. It is hard to wash them.

He turned and walked away. His body was very fast, jumped a few times, and disappeared into the night.

There was an uproar in Fang's house.

Countless slaves and guards rushed out.

Soon saw this extremely bloody scene, and everyone began to vomit wildly.

"Hurry, inform the Wu Gang headquarters!"

The housekeeper of Fang's house shouted in horror.

…

Qi Yun's body was very fast. After a while, he returned to the entrance of Sirius hall, took off the bronze mask on his face and looked at the black epee.

There was not a drop of blood left on the epee.

There was a mysterious black light on it, which isolated all the blood from the outside and dripped down the sword.

The more he looked, the more satisfied he was.

Fang Changlao's strength is not weak. His internal skills are profound and unfathomable. When he went to the Wu Gang on the first day, he felt elder Fang's terrible strength.

But now he was killed if he couldn't hold on to his three moves.

On the one hand, his strength is improved, and on the other hand, it is the bonus of this sword.

Suddenly, Qi Yun frowned and thought.

Fang Changlao was cut by himself and smashed into meat sauce. I'm afraid some experts will easily see that he died of heavy weapons.

Therefore, this Epee can't be exposed for the time being.

Thinking of this, he threw the Epee into the holy land space and went back to his room to sleep.

The next morning, there was an uproar in the city and there was discussion everywhere.

All the hall leaders of the Wu Gang were called back.

Qi Yun was also called to the Wu Gang headquarters again.

At this moment, the whole Wu Gang headquarters is in a state of annihilation.

In the lobby lay fuzzy corpses, filled with pungent blood, which made everyone feel like vomiting.

All the hall leaders, Taibao and elders turned pale and ugly.

The scene was too cruel.

Fang Changlao's whole body was cut across by his waist, and the upper half of his body seemed to have been smashed by the mountain, becoming flesh and blood blurred and mashed with garlic.

Many hall leaders whispered and talked.

Zhao Tianlong, the leader of the guild, has an unprecedented gloomy face. He clenches the armrest of the seat with his fist and crumbles it.

In just a few days, many people died in the martial Gang, and the dead were all big people.

This makes him the leader of the guild almost furious!

When Qi Yun arrived, more than half of the hall leaders in the lobby had arrived.

When he came in, he immediately stood aside and didn't say a word.

People came one after another.

Seeing a scene in the lobby, everyone turned pale and almost vomited out of the overnight meal.

Half an hour later.

Finally, everyone is here!

The whole hall of Wu Gang is extremely quiet.

Zhao Tianlong, the leader of the guild, said in a low voice, "what do you think of the death of Fang Changlao?"

"Back to the sect leader, according to his subordinates, the founder always died of heavy weapons. The murderer first cut the elder Fang's body with a sharp blade, and then smashed the elder Fang's upper body into meat mud with weapons such as a heavy hammer. There should be two murderers!"

An elder got up and arched his hands.

"Yes, elder Zhou is right. His subordinates also think there are two murderers!"

A church Lord stood up.

The others nodded and talked to each other.