Chapter 130 Bloody Battle 2

Chapter 130 Bloody Battle (2)

The three people coming were the remaining great Perfection Stage Experts: Ping Yang, leader of Shang Qing Taoist Temple; Hu Yang, leader of Famous Sword Sect; and Jue Xin, leader of Hundred Flowers Valley.

"Peak of Inner Stage!" When Taoist Ping Yang landed, his eyes focused on Qin Hao. Discovering his cultivation realm, he was extremely shocked.

Qin Hao was now filled with killing intent. He did not use the "Breath Forging Technique" to hide his strength, and he had revealed it all.

When in the Ghost Valley, Ping Yang remembered that Qin Hao's strength was just at the Beginning Stage. Within less than a month, his strength had become so close to Perfection Stage Experts; that was such an abnormal change. His cultivation was an em-barrassment to those who could never reach the realm.

The resources he had were too powerful, which made such a freak.

The desire for the powerful resources made Ping Yang's heart and eyes burned in a fire. At this moment, he was captured by Qin Hao's cultivation resources and had forgot-ten his hatred of losing his hand.

Hu Yang and Jue Xin also thought of the same thing, their eyes also burned with fire, eyes were filled with greed.

"Qin Hao, we meet again." Taoist Ping Yang was the first to speak.

Qin Hao swept a glance at him and revealed a sinister smile, "So it's you, old bastard? Put her two down, or I'll kill you! " Qin Hao bellowed.

"Hahaha …" Ping Yang laughed loudly, "Such an arrogant brat, we are no longer in the forest? Hand over your cultivation resources and Evil Yin Pearl, otherwise, I will throw three of you into the ocean to feed the fishes." Ping Yang's face darkened, revealing a cold and killing intent.

Hu Yang chuckled sinisterly, "Taoist, no need to waste words, a peak of Inner Stage dares to be so arrogant, I, Hu Yang, will kill him first." After saying that, he rushed for-ward with a "whoosh." Hu Yang did not put Qin Hao in his eyes at all, Qin Hao was pow-erful, but the peak of Inner Stage was no match to the real Perfection Stage.

"Be careful of his Evil Yin Energy." Ping Yang suddenly thought of Qin Hao's Evil Yin Energy and urgently warned him.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

"Bam!"

Their palms collided, a wave of air rolled, Qin Hao only took a few steps back, but Hu Yang was sent flying, passing over the heads of the crowd, finally, landing on the sturdy deck with a thump.

People were shocked and astonished; the scene was deathly silent.

Hu Yang, as a Perfection Stage Expert, was sent flying by a single palm, lying on the ground and twitching. His hand was embraced by black smoke that was spreading to his arms quickly.

Taoist Ping Yang was the first to react. He rushed forward like a flash of lightning. With a "ka cha" sound, Hu Yang's arm was sliced off. The blade he used was the Seven Evil Machete stolen from Qin Hao in the Ghost Valley.

"AHHHHH!" Hu Yang's arm was cut off, the intense pain made him let out a miserable scream, causing the surrounding people trembling. A Perfection Stage Expert would be in such a fate, how could they dare to fight against Qin Hao? Looking at Hu Yang's bro-ken hand, which was shrinking into black pus, their faces became even more ghastly pale. One by one, they unconsciously chose to retreat, and their eyes were filled with fear.

Even Jue Xin, who was standing at the very front, couldn't help taking a step back and her face revealed astonishment and disbelief. By her understanding, an Inner Stage Martial Cultivator would never be a threat to a Perfection Stage Martial Cultivator. What was happening reversed her knowledge.

"Isn't he the peak of Inner Stage?" She was beginning to doubt.

In fact, if Hu Yang had not underestimated his opponent, he would not have been so weak. However, there was no "if" in reality. Hu Yang had paid a significant cost for his arrogance.

"Taoist, kill him for me, ah …" Hu Yang sat up, holding his broken hand, his face was contorted by the intense pain.

Ping Yang held the Seven Evil Machete in his hand, he flung his robe and disappeared, transforming into a black shadow and rushing towards Qin Hao. He was so fast that no one could see the remaining-shadow. That was the strength of an expert in the middle Perfection Stage.

Qin Hao had never seen anyone before who could be so fast. By the time he reacted, the shadow of Seven Evil Machete's blade was already right in front of him. He anxious-ly used his saber to defend, but Ping Yang's blade craftily avoided his saber, and with a "Sha" sound, the two of them clashed.

When they both stood still, Qin Hao felt a wave of pain on his shoulder. He looked at his shoulder and saw that the clothes had been torn, there was a long gash on his shoulder, and blood was flowing out.

Seeing that Qin Hao was hurt, the people surrounding were all encouraged - there was finally someone who could suppress Qin Hao.

"Qin Hao, I reclaim, hand over your cultivation resources or get killed." Ping Yang stood there proudly, looking down at Qin Hao.

Qin Hao laughed sinisterly, "Over my dead body, you old bastard! Hehehe …"

"You… Are you challenging me?" Ping Yang bellowed.

"If you killed me. How could you get the cultivation resources? Hehehe…" Qin Hao con-tinued to laugh sinisterly.

"You…" Taoist Ping Yang was startled. Qin Hao's words were indeed true, there was no way to get the cultivation resources after killing Qin Hao, then their effort and those dis-ciples would die in vain. Even if he killed Qin Hao, he would only get a corpse, which could hardly mend for the losses. But if he didn't kill Qin Hao, would he hand the re-sources over obediently? Judging from Qin Hao's stubborn attitude, there was almost no such possibility.

Caught in a dilemma, Taoist Ping Yang was depressed.

Seeing Ping Yang's pained expression, Jue Xin walked to him and said: "Taoist, since he is so stubborn, we can throw that two women into the sea first." Her intention was obvi-ous. She wanted to make use of Su Xue and Ye Siyu to compel Qin Hao.

Jue Xin's suggestion offended Qin Hao's reverse scale immediately. His rage burned once again, turning into a roar, "Old granny, damn you!"

Before the roar could fall, the red blade had arrived. This move was sudden and incom-parably quick.

Jue Xin cried out in shock and flew backward. Qin Hao didn't mean to let her go, the blade chased after her continuously, creating countless of blade wounds. It was so fast that Jue Xin had no chance to defend.

"How dare you!" Ping Yang bellowed and rushed forward.

This time, Qin Hao was not that careless. With his Spirit Sense activated, every single movement within 500 meters could be sensed by him. No matter how fast it was.

"Old fart!" Qin Hao, previously chasing after Jue Xin, suddenly turned around and slashed towards Ping Yang.

"Dang!" The two blades collided.

Ping Yang was slightly stunned, Qin Has even failed to defend the attack from the front just now, how could he defend the attack from the back? There was no much time for Ping Yang to think, Qin Hao slashed back again. The Scarlet Blood Saber had a total of 12 moves. Although he was not proficient enough and could only unleash half of their power, it would be enough to deal with Ping Yang.

The next moment, Qin Hao and Ping Yang, the two experts were fighting on the deck fiercely.

The surrounding people were all stunned. Qin Hao and Ping Yang were so fast that they could hardly see their shadows moving and blades colliding, together with "dang dang" sound.

Jue Xin had wanted to help Ping Yang, but she could not do any help at all. Until now had she realized that the gap between different periods of the "Perfection Stage" was so huge. She had been trying to break through the middle period of the Perfection Stage, but she still stayed at the initial period, the difficulty was no smaller than breaking a realm.

At the same time, she was shocked by Qin Hao again. What realm he was, how could he fight against Ping Yang?

The cross-stage fight, though rare, but did exist. But it should be a peak of Inner Stage fighting against an initial of the Perfection Stage. Taoist Ping Yang had entered the mid-dle period of the Perfection Stage for many years.

How could a cross-stage fight be so abnormal?

Jue Xin's convention was once again refreshed.

The two finally separated.

Ping Yang's robe made "hu-la-la" sounds in the sea breeze, a few holes appeared on it which were all Qin Hao's work. Qin Hao was much more miserable. There were at least dozen or so cuts on his clothes, a few of which could faintly find blood dripped.

From their fight, it was true that Ping Yang was stronger than Qin Hao, but Ping Yang was not happy at all. He looked at the red blade in Qin Hao's hands, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley. The knife in his hand had already turned into a saw.

The Seven Evil Machete had been a famous blade for a long time, but compared with Qin Hao's saber, it was not worth mentioning. What made Ping Yang terrified was that when the saber approached him, the blood in his body would boil, as if the blood in his veins was bursting out and absorbed by the blade.

In terms of foundation and strength, Ping Yang definitely surpassed Qin Hao, but Qin Hao had the Scarlet Blood Saber and its 12 moves, which was sufficient to awe Ping Yang.

That was definitely a peerless Demonic Saber, a namely famous one.

This brat was filled with treasures.

If he could obtain all of his treasures, Ping Yang would have no rival.

Thinking of that, Ping Yang once again became fanatical, the fanatical blood drowned the fear for Scarlet Blood Saber. With an angry roar, he swung his blade and pounced towards Qin Hao again.

Qin Hao also roared and fought back with his blade.

"Dang, dang, dang."

The sound of collisions of blades was louder and louder, and the sparks produced were more and more dazzling.