C374 The momentum was gone!

In the sky, at a place where countless gazes were fixated on.

Qin Ming's fists were like magnets as they landed on the wings of the Four Winged Golden Crow.

The man and the beast seemed to have frozen as they stopped in mid-air.

The Power of Nine Serenities that surrounded Qin Ming like a black robe had completely disappeared, and even the Styx had disappeared without a trace.

The Haoyue and Brilliant Sun that were wrapped around the wings of the Golden Crow had also completely vanished.

Only Qin Ming's calm appearance and his raised arms, as well as the Four-winged Golden Crow's crazed and brutal eyes, spoke of everything that had happened.

"Is this what you're relying on?"

Qin Ming suddenly said.

As Qin Ming opened his mouth, a trickle of blood flowed down the corner of his lips.

When that extremely violent strike of power from before collided, Qin Ming still suffered some injuries in the end.

He was a human, not a god.

As long as it was a person, they would be injured.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh!"

"Hahahaha, injured!" Did you see that? He's injured! "

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! "

When the disciples of the Yangyan Sect saw the blood trail that trickled out from the corner of Qin Ming's mouth, they became incomparably crazed.

If a miracle were to happen, he would howl like a madman, as if something extremely exciting had happened.

Only the heavens knew how much pressure they felt from Qin Ming's body!

The monster within the Yangyan Sect's Inferno Prison, the eldest senior brother of the Yangyan Sect, was defeated by Qin Ming in a single move the moment she appeared.

Furthermore, Qin Ming managed to kill an expert of half-step sea realm with a sneak attack!

Not only that, the eldest senior brother of the Yangyan Sect who came back to life had even swallowed the False Heaven Flames, wanting to exterminate Qin Ming.

The group of Yangyan Sect disciples who had always been afraid of the head disciples of the Yangyan Sect, were hoping for the head disciples of the Yangyan Sect to win for the first time.

But the result?

He was still knocked down by Qin Ming's fist!

Now, this monster that escaped from the head of the head of the Yangyan Sect's head, had it finally let this god-like guy get injured?

Didn't that mean that they had hope of truly killing Qin Ming?

Thinking about it here, countless Yangyan Sect disciples could not wait to tell each other.

He was even happier than if he had met a happy event.

Their cheers had fully exposed their lack of confidence.

"Heh …" "Are you that happy?"

Qin Ming lowered his head and casually wiped away the blood on the corner of his mouth.

He did not know how much pressure he had imperceptibly given to the Yangyan Sect disciples, but with such a state of mind, how could these people have any true experts?

"Are you still not going to go down and wait for me to invite you?"

Qin Ming's gaze landed on the Four Winged Golden Crow once again.

The Four Winged Golden Crow, which was already like a statue, suddenly trembled a little.

As it swayed, a crack appeared on its wings.

It was not a single wing, but cracks had appeared on all four wings!

With the appearance of the first crack, the dense cracks began to extend endlessly.

The body of the Golden Crow was still intact, except for the cracks on its wings, which were glowing with a silver light.

Following the appearance of the cracks, the Four Winged Golden Crow fell from the sky like a bird with broken wings.

More accurately speaking, it was a fall.

He fell down without any sort of cushion.

"Boom!"

The Four-Winged Golden Crow fell to the ground, letting out an extremely muffled noise.

The voice wasn't loud, and logically speaking, with so many experts here, as long as they didn't pay attention, it would be easy for them to be ignored.

After all, this was a battle of life and death. Who would care about anything else?

But this voice was extremely soft compared to before, and so much so that it was even dull and oppressive that it entered the ears of all the disciples in Yangyan Sect.

It was far more than what he heard, it was simply ringing in his heart!

In a short period of time, the faces of many disciples of the Yangyan Sect turned ashen.

It was as if the ones that fell from the sky were not the Four-Winged Golden Crows, but themselves.

It was also at this time that many of the Yangyan Sect disciples who wanted to share the good news that the demon Qin Ming had finally gotten injured with their comrades suddenly realised that the person beside them had unknowingly collapsed.

Some of them had their heads separated from their bodies, while others had a large depression in their back.

Some people were even more miserable. They fell to the ground, bleeding from their seven orifices. Their deaths were appalling.

"AHH!"

Suddenly, a disciple of the Yangyan Sect seemed to have gone mad, and rushed towards the group of cultivators of the Thunderfire Manor.

In his blood-red eyes, there was madness that had already collapsed.

Beside him was a disciple of the Yangyan Sect who had just been killed by Little White with one claw strike.

He had personally witnessed how the little fox, who seemed like an otherworldly immortal, had easily killed his companion.

Under the pressure of countless people, he had already gone mad!

"Bam!"

Before they had even walked half the distance, the Yangyan Sect disciple who had gone insane had already collapsed.

He died from exhaustion!

In an instant, a feeling of unprecedented sorrow surrounded the disciples of Yangyan Sect.

There were layers of corpses on the ground.

Many people looked so familiar. Some of them even drank together to seduce the girl's brothers.

But now, it had become a corpse without any signs of life.

Looking around, how many people were left in the Yangyan Sect?

The momentum was gone!

Everyone who saw this understood this logic.

"Kill!"

Suddenly, another Yangyan Sect disciple raised the blade and sword in her hand and rushed towards the Thunderfire Manor disciple.

His eyes were filled with madness and a hint of clarity.

He was not really crazy, but everyone should know that the Yangyan Sect no longer had any chances.

Even if there was, it would still be Yang An's victory.

Their destination was a place no one knew about.

As the first person rushed forward, the rest of the Yangyan Sect disciples were first stunned, then their eyes instantly turned blood-red.

"Kill!"

"Fight them to the death!"

"Bastard! Even if I die, I will drag someone with me!"

When he had nowhere to retreat to, it would be the most violent counterattack!

The remaining disciples of the Yangyan Sect all rushed forward, exchanging injuries for lives, they only wanted to be able to kill the cultivators of one of the Thunderfire Manor.

In a moment, even though they had the absolute advantage in numbers, the cultivators of the Thunderfire Manor were still unable to resist.

So much so that the number of Yangyan Sect disciples who died in this short period of time could be compared to the number of people who died in previous battles.

But that was only the courage of the Yangyan Sect disciples!

He had finally used up all his strength!

After fighting back, he no longer had the strength to fight.

He could not eat his death wish. After the explosion, the Yangyan Sect disciples all fell to the ground like wheat being cut.

Before some disciples of the Yangyan Sect died, they would only have one last breath of life left, and they would look up at Yang An who was fighting in the sky with a gaze that seemed to say "Sect Master, what exactly was the trump card you were talking about?!"

His voice was incomparably mournful and echoed within the valley for a long time.

Unfortunately, before he could even wait for an answer, his last remaining breath had already completely dissipated.

A stream of blood flowed down from his face that was covered in dust and blood.

There were people from the Thunderfire Manor s, people from the Yangyan Sect s and also his own blood stains.

But now, there was no distinction between them at all.

This extremely mournful voice seemed to have already become the doubt in the hearts of the Yangyan Sect disciples who had fallen to the ground.

What was the hidden trump card that the grand master had promised to reverse the situation?

But no matter what, they no longer had the chance to know.

Yangyan Sect, your influence is gone!