Lan Ruochan

Episode 410
It was a threat, a naked threat.

That erratic laugh was a mockery of Qing Yun:
"Don't expect to be safe and sound with the protection of the three masters. They can't always be by your side. If you can't do it yourself, I can still find a chance to kill you!"

But how could he, Qingyun, be frightened?

I usually have a good temper, but it doesn't mean I can't!
Nine Yang True Qi circulated around the sky, Qingyun squeezed all the Xiantian Qi into the dantian, and then loosened it suddenly, allowing it to erupt.

True Qi broke through the twelve-story building, roaring proudly over the mountains.

This aura was used very skillfully, a voiceless sound rang out while the lingering rhyme of the three masters was still there, at first it was just a faint movement, and then it gradually increased.

When the dragons and tigers of the three masters all stopped, when the valley should have returned to silence, they suddenly pulled up again.

Although this unvoiced sound may not really have the skill of the previous three masters, the effect is as if it swallowed everything in one go. When Qing Yun's whistling sound reached its peak, it seemed to completely swallow the previous sound!

Swallowing the resonance of the three masters uses techniques, which is a sensory illusion caused by volume changes.

But Qingyun's long roar really crushed that ghostly laughter.

That ghost howl was also at the end of its strength, and Qingyun's breath was released, directly tearing the former apart like fluff in the wind.

"Want to take my life? I'm afraid it's not that easy! Your strength is not enough!"

This is the struggle conveyed by Qingyun.

There was no sword, light or sword in this vicious fight, but it resounded through the three mountains, whether it was the Taishi, the Shaoshi or the back mountain of Songyue, they could all be heard clearly.

Those masters who have mastered the inner breath, such as Huayang, Juefa, Kou Guanyun, they can naturally understand every detail hidden in this twists and turns of howling battle.

But the masters who are not usually good at internal strength, even including Qiongqi, all frowned upon hearing this.

Across the east wing of the courtyard, he leaned on the railing alone, and couldn't help muttering in his heart:

"Has Qing Yun's cultivation reached such a level? No wonder he can separate me and Liu Ying in an instant. Is he a genius, or did he fall by accident? If he puts all his strength against me , my odds of winning probably won't exceed [-]%?"

King Jian'an sat on the couch, surrounded by the dead soldiers invited by Mu Jiayan.A series of long whistles interrupted their discussion.

"Could it be that kid?" King Jian'an frowned.

A master in black shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be. The three voices in front vaguely should be Kou Guanyun, the master of the temple here, Taoist Huayang who is behind the mountain, and Master Juefa, the number one master of Shaoshi Lanruo mentioned by the informant. The hidden laughter in the middle... I can't hear it, and this person should not be very old. Although the final ending voice, although clear as the voice of a young phoenix, must not be the work of a young man. Practicing Qi requires permanence, this Waiting for skills, there is nothing that cannot be cultivated for decades."

"Well, that's right. If one of these voices belongs to that young man Qingyun, it's probably the faint laughter."

"It's not like that. That sinister laugh seems to be provoking the three masters. Judging from the information we got before, Qingyun has a pretty good relationship with those three, so it's impossible to be so sarcastic."

"You're all thinking too much, none of these voices came from that brat."

"But Mu Changcheng sent someone to report just now, and the only ones who came out from the back door to watch today are the boy, the female Baoyi surnamed Hu, the half-mutilated young master of Snake Villa, and the murderous slave Chaos. There may be a whistling sound It was sent by Chaos, the evil slave of the Tanzong sect, and there is another...who could it be?"

Several masters fought back and forth, but couldn't figure out what to do.

In the end, it was King Jian'an who put forward a breakthrough point of view, "There should be more than three people lurking here in Jianzong. I suspect that King Song himself is hiding somewhere in the mountains at this moment."

"It's not quite right. The two laughing and Qingyin are obviously confronting each other. If it's Chaos and King Song, it's absolutely unreasonable."

King Jian'an bowed his head and pondered for a moment, then said again, "Perhaps Tianzong sent someone over. Before Tianzun appeared, the factions of the Eight Kings were secretly at odds. Maybe they mocked each other."

A master in black suddenly realized, "I remembered, King Shura shouldn't be too old."

"King Shura? That lunatic!"

This time, King Jian'an finally nodded, "It's a bit similar! If the other factions also want to enter the muddy water, King Shura is indeed the best pawn to use."

Snapped!
Yuan Cheng's sunspot fell, and his head tilted out of the window again.

"Good fellow! Is this voice Qingyun?"

Wei Wang Yuanhong nodded while holding the white piece, "That's him. This guy really has the strength to use martial arts to break the ban. Gao Bodhisattva, if you make a move, do you have a chance of winning?"

"Seventy percent." The chief guard of Jinyong City who was standing behind King Wei replied with a bow.

"Seventy percent? So, your martial art is still higher than Tangun. Then Tanzong No.1, is it you?"

"I don't dare to be No.1. There should be one person in Tanzong who is stronger than me."

"who is it?"

"He should be on the opposite mountain at this moment. Fierce slave, Chaos."

Yuan Hong suddenly turned his head and stared at Gao Bodhisattva, "Gao Bodhisattva, you should know the true identity of Chaos, right?"

Gao Bodhisattva was stunned for a moment, then nodded reluctantly, "That's right. He is Tanru."

"Tanru? There are still people living in the lineage of the Tan family. Tangun has lived for thousands of years, and there is no king of Tan. No wonder, no wonder!" Yuan Cheng held the Baoyi army in his hand, and some low-level information was better than Wei Wang.

As early as when Cui Lu was fighting, his eyeliner in Tanzong had already brought out the news that a certain Tan clan's legacy had been lurking in the Northern Dynasty, secretly paying attention to Tangun's belonging.With Tan's weight in Tanzong, as long as he wants to disrupt the situation, he can enter the arena at any time.

Yuan Hong was also very interested in Xiaodou in the mountains, so he simply threw the ball, got up and walked to the window, "Did that faint laugh come from Tan Ru?"

"No. Eighteen years ago, I had a fight with Tan Ru. At that time, his internal energy cultivation was beyond that." Gao Bodhisattva replied.

"18 years ago? You mean, Tan Ru was also involved in that incident?" King Wei was almost killed when he was assassinated when he was young, which still left a little shadow in his heart.He has kept secret about that past.

"Participation doesn't count. He came to me to seek justice for Qing Yihan's death."

"The results of it?"

"He couldn't listen to my explanation, and we had a fight."

"you lose."

"Not lost, but also lost."

"Why?", King Wei has always been very interested in gossip, not to mention what Tanzong did 18 years ago, which has deeply hurt him.

"If it wasn't for Gai Kun's help, I would probably have lost."

Oh, it turned out to be two against one.King Wei smiled self-deprecatingly, "Then who do you think he is? The one who made the laugh."

(End of this chapter)