Chapter 6248

"Han Zu, you are so damned!"

Quan Yusheng's eyes are full of evil fire, which should be a family card. Now it's actually used on him. If he controls the family completely, where can this happen today? Even if there is a fight in the family, it's only personal, not even the family details.

The magnificent and domineering atmosphere appeared very slowly, like the rising sun in the East, a little brilliant gold appeared in the ancestral hall, bringing not infinite light, but the monarch's temperament between heaven and earth.

At the moment when the golden light appeared, Quan Yusheng was shocked and trembled. His heart and blood were beating and circulating rapidly unconsciously. A suffocating spirit and will came directly to Quan Yusheng's mind.

I can't move!

Quan Yusheng was shocked to find that all the places he could see were the bright golden light, and there was nothing else. He wanted to move his body, but there was no way, and he could not feel the essence, blood and spiritual power in his body.

In my mind, a seemingly Sanskrit voice of the great way is singing all over the sky. All of them tell Quan Yusheng that this is fate, and he will die under the sword today.

"What a powerful sword Ye Qian resisted this breath with his own spiritual strength, and there was a cold sweat on his forehead. The royal power and wealth were directly suppressed and dizzy as early as the first time.

Ye Qian is not the target of this domineering atmosphere. Just the aftershocks have been so hard. I don't know what it's like for Quan Yusheng, who is obviously locked by golden light at this time. He must be uncomfortable!

Quan Yusheng is more than uncomfortable. He watched the golden light reveal the body of the golden sword, which is only one inch in size. But it is this small sword that makes Quan Yusheng's soul begin to tremble, instinctively anticipating a kind of disaster.

In Quan Yusheng's world, there is only this small sword at this time. He can feel the blood aura compressed to the extreme in the small sword. Right, even Quan Yusheng didn't expect that the blood aura compressed to the extreme would turn golden.

Quan Yusheng doesn't know which elder of Xuechi magic palace left the most valuable weapon, but he knows that the moment when the golden sword stabbed him was the time when Quan Yusheng died.

It seems that he can only use that move, but after using that move, his mental strength can't recover for decades.

Linghai huashura!

Without any reservation, in Quan Yusheng's mind, the spiritual power of Qizhong in the Taoist realm seems to be fighting with the whole heaven and earth. It is difficult to incarnate into a monstrous Asura, holding a bloody sword.

The spirit incarnation of Quan Yusheng, Asura, roars up to the sky, and the sword stabs out in front of him. But it seems to encounter an invisible obstacle. The whole body of the sword is bent and deformed, and still can't pierce the invisible diaphragm in front of him.

Break it for me!

Asura burst out of blood, his mental power rushed to the sword at all costs, and his whole body became smaller with the loss of his mental power.

"Touch..."

A slight sound appeared, and the sword finally ran through the invisible diaphragm in front of him. Quan Yusheng felt the existence of his body, the coagulated blood, and the golden sword in front of him.

"Pardon!"

Even though Quan Yusheng is shocked by the golden sword, he still can't avoid the lock of the sword. It's useless to dodge. Quan Yusheng doesn't even think about it. A small bloody shield with ancient spirit patterns appears in front of Quan Yusheng.

The bloody shield came from Quan Yusheng's family weapon Pavilion when he was young. Up to now, this shield has never been broken. It's not the edge of life and death. It never appears in front of people. Even if it's against Xu Da, he's useless.

No matter how good the artifact is, it still doesn't work much without spiritual support.

Quan Yusheng is in the secret art of blood coagulation. He can't use the spirit power in his blood. At this time, he can only choose to consume blood essence.

Before that, he had consumed nearly two layers of blood essence to kill the two clan elders and repel the blood devil. If the blood essence was less than eight layers, he would be in a coma and fall into the hands of the clan elders, just like a lamb to be slaughtered.

Quan Yusheng kept sober and took this move to frighten a group of Quan family members. Without hesitation, Quan Yusheng consumed six layers of blood essence and turned it into a torrent of spiritual power and poured it into the bloody shield.

The bloody shield seems to be a bottomless hole. No matter how much spiritual power comes, it can be swallowed up completely. The shield body becomes more and more transparent, and there is no other change.

After all this, the golden sword just crossed the air and came to Quan Yusheng, as if God had come, sweeping the edge of heaven and earth, slowly stabbing Quan Yusheng's forehead.

It's really slow! Ye Qian looked at the golden sword speechless. He felt like an ordinary 80 year old woman walking, but he just wanted you to taste the endless fear and helpless hegemony before death.

"Silk..."

It's like a sharp blade into the bean curd. The bloody shield that Quan Yusheng had placed all his hopes on was directly pierced. Through the shield body, which became transparent, you can see the whole process of the golden sword slowly penetrating the shield body.

Quan Yusheng's face was dull, and his bloody eyes showed an incredible look, which was replaced by endless despair.

Are you going to die?

Quan Yusheng looks at the golden sword that slowly passes through the bloody shield. A smile of self mockery appears at the corner of his mouth. He looks up at the sky that is still shrouded by the sea of hell.How can you be willing to die in the middle of your life!

Quan Yusheng's eyes suddenly became firm. The two layers of essence and blood that he had left were all consumed and turned into spiritual power, which was introduced into the blood shield to fight to the death.

The bloody shield was instilled by the spirit power, which caused a qualitative change. It began to contract and thicken towards the golden sword.

Quan Yusheng gritted his teeth and insisted that blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth. The use of the secret method of mental power was severely damaged. There was no blood essence in the body. Only some ordinary blood supported the operation of organs. At this time, he was supported by a strong will.

Even if it's death, he Quan Yusheng has to open his eyes and die clearly.

The golden sword seems to be slower! It's in the way!

There was a glimmer of expectation in Quan Yusheng's red eyes. As the blood shield shrinks and thickens, the golden sword is indeed slower. More importantly, with the golden sword moving forward, the size of the sword body becomes smaller and smaller from one inch.

In the end, the golden sword completely dissipated in the bloody shield.

I survived!

A surprise of escape from death permeates the whole body. Quan Yusheng, who doesn't know where the power comes from, laughs and points his bloody sword at the old man in the distance.

"You lose. The Quan family is mine!"

Quan Yusheng's eyes are full. He is eager to see clearly the expression of the old man who has been in charge of the clan hall for hundreds of years. Is it shock, depression or shame?

Shocked that he Quan Yusheng survived such a powerful attack, the patriarchal system of the depressed clan Lao Tang's check and balance family disappeared from now on, or did he feel ashamed to the ancestors of the Quan family and make him powerful?

But none of these. The old man of Han nationality is smiling and gratified!

"You win, Quan Jia. I'll take it for your son-in-law!"

Quan Yusheng heard a gentle voice. He saw a headless body appeared in front of him, and the dress was the same as him.

"All right!"

He didn't see anyone cut off his head, but when he heard the voice of Ye Qian, the eight grade alchemist, Quan Yusheng suddenly spat out two words in his mouth. A touch of regret crossed his blood pupil and finally lost his face.

The power of a generation of heresy has fallen!

It's Ye Qian who takes power with one knife!

When he saw that Quan Yusheng's bloody shield really had the power to resist the golden sword, ye Qian found that Quan Yusheng was at the end of the crossbow and was ready to make up for it.

At that time, however, the golden sword was still powerful, and ye Qian had a lot of hard work to resist. He had more heart than strength.

The golden sword disappears completely, and the power of the sword dissipates. He escapes from Quan Yu's life and death. At the moment when his spirit is concentrated on the old man of the big family, ye Qian rushes into Quan Yusheng's side directly and stabs him.

"Master Ye is indeed a believer. The old daiquan family thanks him!"

The old man of the Han nationality came over from a distance and gave a salute to Ye Qian.

"No thanks!"

Ye Qian's mouth twitched slightly, followed the words, and glanced at the king's power and wealth who was still in a coma.

It seems that you have known for a long time that if you don't do your best, ye Qian will do it at the last moment. I think it must be the royal power and the rich people who have been in collusion with Ye Qian for a long time. I'm afraid it's also the royal power and the rich people's idea that the old people of the big family can come to send news to Ye Qian in the morning.

Overnight, the old man of the two clans, who were connected with the old man of the big clan and the enemy of killing his son, fell into the right rain and died. Even if the last card of the clan hall couldn't work, ye Qian took it into account to mend the sword. The king's rich and noble mind was really terrible.

As for why the clan hall believes that ye Qian will be able to mend the sword successfully, it's naturally the result of breaking the Blood Sword elder Wan Jian last night. Clan hall clearly knows the power of the golden sword. With Ye Qian in it, even if Quan Yusheng really survives, he can't escape the knife that ye Qian has planned for a long time.

"The head of the master will be taken to XiuXiu grave, but he will be the master of our family. If master Ye has no objection, I will send someone to bury the rest of the body in the coffin!"

Ye Qian, the old Dynasty of the Han nationality, arched his hand and consulted politely in the tone of discussion.

There's nothing wrong with that. You've already discussed how to deal with the corpse! Ye Qian sighed slightly. Just as he was about to agree, the voice of royal power came to his ear.

"Are you going to destroy Nuo? I agreed that I would take the corpse of Quan Yusheng, my father-in-law, to pay homage to XiuXiu. How can one head be enough? Don't worry. After the funeral, I will put the corpse together and bury it beside XiuXiu's tomb."

The rich king didn't know when to wake up. He went to the two men and directly refused the proposal of the old man of the Han nationality. Carrying the old man of the Han nationality behind his back, he turned his head to squeeze Ye Qian's eyes.

Now it's your father-in-law again! Ye Qian was speechless for a moment, and nodded along with the words of the royal power. Although he didn't know what the royal power was doing, he was a little more reliable than the old people.

"That's hard for you!"

The old man of the Han nationality took a deep look at the wealth of the royal power and sighed. He didn't ask for it. He put away the blood butcher sword and didn't even take the storage ring. He went back to deal with the internal affairs of the Quan family.

After all, in the past two days, dozens of people have been killed and injured, two elders have been killed, even the elders and the owners of the two families have disappeared, the houses have been damaged and collapsed, and so on. Don't worry about too many things. Thinking of these, the elders of the big families don't bother about some things.Seeing that the old man of the big family left, ye Qianzheng wanted to ask why the rich king wanted Quan Yusheng's body. There was no rich king around.

Not far away, Wang quanfugui came to the place where Quan Yusheng's head fell. He squatted down and stared at Quan Yusheng's eyes. He was not half happy, and his eyes were even more confused.

"I just died. I didn't even see how you died..."

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