Chapter 270

When she first came up, she had seen Ling Qingyu. At that time, her heart was shocked. She remembered that Lu Yao said that the demon moon had left her on Wolong peak. Her eyes turned, and her face was frightened. She pointed to Ling Qingyu and said, "you, you, you, you were not left on Wolong peak by the demon moon? How could you not die? How could you not die if you fell from such a high cliff!"

Yan San's heart was cold, and he stepped back slightly and stood in front of Ling Qingyu. Yan Qi also covered his chest, sat up, took Minglu in his hand, and whispered to Ling Qingyu, "move behind me."

Ning Yu's words changed the color of the human God across the lake, and the color of greed appeared in his eyes.

Yan San and his companions came down in the same direction that Qin haohuan had long identified as the direction of Qingyun peak. Yan San could recognize her as the Lord and fell from the peak without falling to death. That's 10% because of the legendary snake inner alchemy!

Ning Yu sneered, added a heavy bomb, and said, "the man in the red chamber said before his death that if the inner alchemy was eaten, as long as her heart was dug out, it could be used instead of inner alchemy, and it could also get the effect of inner alchemy."

"Do you believe such absurd words?" Yan San glanced at the faces of the people opposite. Seeing that even Qingyuan had a desire in his eyes, he knew that today, no matter how he explained, these people would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go.

In that case, let me start this massacre first!

Yan San let out a long roar, his whole body was murderous, his eyes turned red, his body moved, and his double swords met the two people who flew across the lake.

As the two bodies fell into the lake, more people came over. The stimulation of blood and the desire for Nathan made those normally well-dressed heroes and young Xia angry, shouting and rushing to the woman who was lying on the ground.

But they couldn't get through. Just passing the lake, what greeted them was the sharp sword light and splashing blood.

Qingyuan and Qin Haoyu didn't move, standing by the lake with their arms outstretched, quietly looking at the fierce battle opposite. It was a battlefield where one person fought against hundreds of people, and that person, the man named Yan San, was like Shura from Hell's blood pool, with a brutal intention to kill, blocked the enemies of everyone who peeped behind him at the edge of the small lake.

Qingyuan glanced at Ning Yu, whose face was a little twisted, standing aside, and then looked at Qin Haoyu, who stared at Yan San without blinking, and sighed slightly in his heart. Even if he had doubts, it did not prevent him from wanting to visit the woman's details. If he could really absorb the internal power of the inner alchemy, Wutai Mountain would not always be under Shaolin.

However, when he was so stunned, many bodies were left on the other side of the lake. Seeing Yan San's body shaking a little, Qingyuan didn't hesitate any longer, and said with a long smile, "benefactor, it's not good to kill evil like this. Why don't you come over here?"

Yan San's short sword turned between his fingers and stabbed into the attacker's body behind him. The short sword on his right hand quickly rotated and turned into a disc, which was thrown out by him. After making deep sword marks around the waist of the two attackers who ran around him behind him, he absorbed his internal force and retracted the short sword. His toes jumped up. The left sword blocked Qingyuan's Buddha beads, and the right sword crossed Qin Haoyu's long sword and approached him.

Qin Haoyu quickly retreated in horror, but he didn't want to be followed by two disciples behind him. He retreated and bumped into each other.

"Who is the thief who dares to hurt my Wulin fellow!" With a burst of drink, a bald monk with a white beard swept over in the air like a leap, and was standing in front of Qin Haoyu who fell. He clamped Yan San's short sword in his palm with two palms.

Yan San's attack was blocked by him, and there was a gap behind him, and Qingyuan's Buddha bead swept up his back.

Yan San sprayed a mouthful of blood on Kong Wu. While he was stunned, he took out the short sword, swayed his body from between them, and rushed at a great Xia who stole Ling Qingyu. With a twist of his swords, he broke the man's long sword, and then the leopard teeth on the short sword scratched on the man's body. When the man's body was stiff, the sword blade swept his throat, and then his body retreated violently, turned in the air, and directly met Qin haohuan's disciples.

Kongwu didn't expect that he had a wrong eye, and the man had killed three people. Then look at the corpses all over the ground and the small lake that had been dyed bright red by blood. All his hair and beard stood up, and with a burst of drink, a big sad palm swept over.

Yan San took a few steps back after harvesting the lives of the two people, dodged Kongwu's palm wind, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and said contemptuously, "why? Even master Kongwu came to spy on the secret treasure of the Red Chamber?"

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Kongwu was stunned. The man before the meeting had many scars on his body, and his internal power was almost exhausted, but his murderous spirit and fighting intention did not decrease at all. A pair of red red eyes with icy murderous intention swept them coldly.

"We just want to see if that woman has inner alchemy." Qingyuan took a step forward and said with a compassionate expression, "since she can survive, it doesn't matter to dig out her heart and have a look."

Kong Wu was stunned again. He turned to Qingyuan and just wanted to ask questions, so he heard Yan San coldly say, "if you want to dig her heart, then step on my body."

Qin Haoyu shouted and took the lead in rushing over.

The second group of Wulin people brought by Kong Wu had also entered the valley. Ning Yu said that there was a woman who had eaten the snake's inner alchemy in front of her. As long as she dug out her heart, she could get the power of the inner alchemy. Although some people were suspicious, they rushed after Qin haohuan, and more people stood behind and quietly looked at the opposite side.

That war, after many years, still makes those who have experienced it personally feel frightened when they think of it.

Yan San sent out a long roar, and his body was like electricity shuttling through the crowd, completely ignoring the defense. Every sword must see blood, like bloody Shura, tightly guarding the range of ten steps behind him.

The broken limbs and arms were just a short moment, and many bodies were added to the ground. Qin Haoyu also returned with the injury. Looking at the blood flowing all over the ground, and the countless wounds that had been cut, stabbed and stabbed on his body, his body was shaky, but he was still standing in front of the man, and his heart was flustered.

Yan Qi struggled to get up, but his heart vein was hurt by the demon moon. Now he was able to live entirely by the nine turn pill. He couldn't lift up a trace of internal breathing in his body. He didn't even have the strength to stand up, and he didn't feel that he hit the ground hard.

"Master Kong Wu! You haven't done it yet!" Qin Haoyu shouted.

"Amitabha, even if so many of us win, we won't win. It's better for me to fight you alone." Kong Wu read the Buddha's horn, and his palms turned into countless Buddha shadows, sweeping Yan San.

Yan San sneered, lifted his double swords and just wanted to meet them, but the corners of his eyes swept to the side of the lake. Three people were secretly approaching the edge of the forest, and the long sword in his hand was aimed at Ling Qingyu's stab.

Yan Qi turned back, and the name Lu in his hand stabbed silently from a strange angle into the chest of the nearest person, and he was unable to draw his sword. His body was also brought to the ground by the person's fallen body, and he cried out in despair.

Yan San twisted his body in the air and jumped directly at the other two people. He threw a short sword in his hand and nailed one person to the tree. The other short sword held the long sword of the comer, twisted the blade with force, and stabbed the broken blade back into the heart of the person.

Kongwu's great mercy palm hit at this time. Although the palm wind was slow, it was extremely thick, and it was facing Ling Qingyu with its overbearing strength.

Yan San concentrated all his internal breathing on his back and blocked Ling Qingyu in front of him.

With a soft bang, the palm of great compassion punched a blood hole in his vest. The palm wind sent his body away and fell into lingqingyu's outstretched hands.

"Yan San, it's lucky for us to die here together today, isn't it?" Ling Qingyu hugged Yan San's body, looked at Yan San with a tearful smile, and whispered.

"... Qingyu..." Yan San also smiled at the corners of his mouth and said, "Sheng Sheng... Shi Shi... Together..."

"Kill him!" A burst of drink rang out from the crowd, and they wanted to come forward, but they hesitated a little, for fear that the Shura like evil god would stand up again, so they shuffled forward slowly.