Chapter 592

Although the Yin corpse sect is a sect of the demon sect, it is the only one in liangpingguo.

Therefore, in Liang Pingguo, the peripheral forces of the Yin corpse sect cannot be underestimated.

After entering the border of Liangping state, in addition to killing seven or eight official disciples of the Yin corpse sect, the remaining more than 2000 people belonged to a small family and a small Gang in the city.

The reason for destroying that small family is very simple. There is a disciple of Yin corpse sect in that family. Qingyan should think this reason is sufficient.

As for the small Gang, when she bought steamed bread at a stall in the small town, she heard that the gang had a background and was related to the Yin corpse sect.

Unfortunately, after Qingyan killed all the middle and high levels of the gang, he didn't find that the other party used the tricks of the Yin corpse sect

Chen Hao thought that this might be an accidental injury. The Yin corpse sect is at least the top force in the southern region. Even if you want to support the strength of the sect, you can't support such a weak force

The leader of the sect is in the early stage of the innate state. If this sect is really the peripheral organization of the Yin corpse sect, then the Yin corpse sect will slap itself!

"Don't you plan to talk to the Yin corpse sect? Maybe there are peaceful means to recover the body of seventeen?"

Chen Hao found that recently, Qingyan has become more and more impulsive.

"This matter can't be discussed. From the beginning, the Yin corpse sect can't condescend to talk to me, a martial artist with divine power, and I don't want to talk to them!" Qingyan sat in the restaurant, sipped his tea and frowned, "from the beginning, I wanted to kill them all... All Yin corpse sects have something to do with it!"

All related to Yin corpse sect?

Is this the kind that plans to eradicate all members of the Yin corpse sect without leaving any room?

Chen Hao felt a shiver in his heart after hearing Qingyan's words!

Although there are not many disciples of the Yin corpse sect, it is still a behemoth, with countless peripheral organizations like the blood ghost sect.

Its power is not only intertwined in Liang Pingguo, but also extends to other nearby countries. If it is completely eradicated

This blow... A little wide!

Women are really terrible animals.

Crazy, simply unscrupulous, reckless.

"Are you confident?"

"I'm not completely sure, but I'll try my best... Besides, I don't know what to do..." Qingyan smiled reluctantly, "of course, it needs the help of Lord Jianling!"

"You are the owner of the red blood sword. If you encounter difficulties, of course I will help you!" Chen Hao added with a thick face, "just don't let me do it!"

Qingyan was amused by what Jianling Chen Hao said.

How brazen would it be to say such a thing?

However, she has been used to getting along with her for more than a year.

"Have you heard? Recently, there has been a supernatural realm expert who specially sent people to kill Yin corpses. Several disciples of Yin corpse sect have been killed. The corpses are terrible, and three of them have been almost cut into bone shelves..."

"Bone shelf?"

"Yes, it's the bone shelf. Some experts have seen it. There is no meat on the bone shelf. It's cleaner than what the cat licked. The other party is a sword master!"

"In Liang Pingguo, it's brave to kill the disciples of Yin corpse sect!"

"It is estimated that the Yin corpse sect has offended others outside!"

"Yes, I remember ten years ago, there was also a magical realm master who came to trouble the Yin corpse sect, but soon died..."

Someone shouted, "let me see, the Yin corpse sect deserved it, this..."

The man's words stopped abruptly, and then Qingyan smelled a smell of blood.

Qingyan slowly turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound. A disciple of the Yin corpse sect was standing by the wine table, holding a dark long knife in his hand, and a corpse fell at his feet.

"You dare to slander the school. You deserve to die!" The disciples of the Yin corpse sect looked at the others on the same table angrily, "you deserve to die!"

In the restaurant, there was instant silence.

Qingyan moved his eyes and turned to the door of the restaurant, where six disciples of the Yin corpse sect came in.

A total of seven disciples of the Yin corpse sect, five men and two women, six of whom are all martial artists in the breaking heaven realm. The strongest one is actually the martial artist in the early days of the Shentong realm!

Qingyan suddenly felt that the faint tea in her mouth was a little sweet.

To be ashamed, the strongest disciple of Changsha sect she killed recently was just a martial artist in the early days of shatianjing.

Now suddenly, there are six disciples of the Yin corpse sect in the broken heaven realm and an early expert in the magical realm. Qingyan feels that he is very lucky.

One of the three warriors who drank at that table was killed. When the remaining two warriors heard that the Yin corpse sect was going to attack them, they immediately resisted.

However, their resistance was only futile. The strength difference between the two sides was too great. The Yin corpse sect cut the remaining two martial artists cleanly, and many guests in the restaurant were scared to turn white.

No one helped the remaining two unlucky guys... Not even Qingyan.

"Look who dares to speak ill of our Yin corpse sect behind his back!" The person of Yin corpse sect looked around the restaurant and said viciously, "this is the end!"

"Go up!" Said the peak master of shatianjing who just entered the door.

The shopkeeper personally greeted the people of the Yin corpse sect to the upstairs box. The shop owner wiped the blood gingerly, put down the tea cup, planed the rice in the bowl, pricked his ears, and wanted to hear what the people of the Yin corpse sect would say in the upstairs box

However, to her disappointment, the Yin corpse sect acted very methodically and even set up an isolation array.

She only heard that the master at the beginning of the magical realm ordered the shopkeeper to serve them immediately. They were in a hurry!

Qingyan is not disappointed. Some big sects in the southern region will make some simple array plates to isolate sound and breath, which can be used by installing spirit stones.

Qingyan can also get it when he goes out to perform tasks in the blood hand hall.

The guests on the first floor of the restaurant were silent, timid, or didn't want to cause trouble. They didn't even finish their meal, so they directly paid and left. Few guests stayed on the first floor to continue eating.

Slowly finish a dish and a soup on the table, and Qingyan puts ten gold coins on the table.

The waiter had recovered. Seeing that he had paid ten gold coins, he obviously gave more. He was about to say a word to remind, but he saw the guest pull at his waist, "Shin", and the blood red soft sword about two meters long shook in the air.

"This..."

The waiter was surprised. Before he had time to respond, he saw the guest looking at his head, turning into a blood shadow, shooting at the ceiling of the restaurant.

On the second floor, seven members of the Yin corpse sect were eating at the dinner table, discussing the details of the mission and what they had seen along the way.

"Be careful, everyone. It is said that recently, a shentongjing expert who had a grudge against us came to Liang Pingguo and killed several members of our Yin corpse sect!"

"Do we need to report it?"

"No, we still have urgent tasks. These information will naturally be sent..."

The table full of wine and vegetables in front of them exploded before the martial artist at the beginning of the magical realm finished his words!

The scarlet breath filled the whole box, and the surrounding companions were torn apart. Then suddenly, the peak martial artist of the hell corpse sect found that four of the seven companions around him were dead, and the remaining two were seriously injured and lost their resistance.

As for himself, there was a cold soft sword wrapped around his neck

It's horrible!

Too strong!

They don't even have time to react.

The smell of scarlet suffocated him.

At the beginning of the magical realm of the Yin corpse sect, the master saw the strange man in front of him, looked at the blood red soft sword, and asked in horror, "you... Are you Chen Ruoyan?"