Two Realms: I use martial arts to ask for longevity

Chapter 419: The traitor devours his master with a vicious plan and a ruthless knife

"what are you doing?"

The young man in red robe felt something was wrong, and he flew into the air, turning into a bright blood light and rushing towards Cui Guangling.

He felt something was wrong and became furious. His aura exploded like a volcano, shaking the underground palace.

The roar was soul-stirring, like the howling of thousands of ghosts.

In this situation, not to mention that Cui Guangling was already seriously injured, he couldn't even maintain the Grandmaster level of heaven and man perception. Even if this cheap disciple was at his prime, he would not be able to resist.

But that's how strange it is.

The young man in red robe rushed forward fiercely, but came back even faster.

The entire underground palace seemed to come alive, and countless blood lights emerged like sea water, transforming into huge blood-colored chains.

From all sides, close tightly and lock towards the middle.

The red-robed young man shouted loudly, but before he could make another move.

The body has been locked on the armchair, and the blood chain has turned into a thin snake and drilled into the body...

A feeling of weakness and severe pain arises from the depths of the soul.

He couldn't help but let out a wail.

He only felt that his strength was receding like the tide, and the origin blood pill that he had spent his entire life refining was also slowly collapsing.

"Hello, traitor, you are very good. You actually did this right under my nose without me noticing.

It's the Bloodthirsty Formation of All Souls, right? I remember never teaching you the relevant knowledge. How did you learn it?"

After only seventeen or eighteen breaths, the red-robed young man, who was restrained in place and unable to move, began to look a little older, with wrinkles all over his face, and his voice became weak.

Cui Guangling slowly straightened up, raised his head, looked at the disheveled red-robed old man, a trace of regret showing on his face.

"It's a pity that I haven't fully recovered yet. Otherwise, the blood essence absorbed by the Wanling Blood Sword would replenish my body and I would be able to achieve the physical form refining reality in one step and refine a true immortal blood god. What a pity. Why do you force me, old ghost?"

His eyes were filled with pain. "Do you know how much pain I have endured? You are not even willing to give me a blood lotus to heal my wounds. What use is there for me to keep you, Master? You might as well turn into an elixir to help me achieve enlightenment."

"Rebel!"

As Cui Guangling's aura grew stronger and his eyes became more weird, the red-robed Patriarch sitting on the throne found it difficult to even curse at people.

He felt sadly that not only was his original blood pill taken away, but even his soul began to be torn apart, being swallowed and transformed bit by bit by the underground palace formation. He was filled with great fear.

After fleeing and lingering for hundreds of years, he finally saw a glimmer of hope, but he didn't expect that he would be killed by his own hands.

'Yes, how can a person who can be tempted by me, practice the Blood Shadow Divine Art, and even sacrifice the blood of his relatives have any conscience?
I was so naive to think that I had done him a favor... If I don't deserve to die, who should?'

The Red Robe Patriarch knew that he had made a mistake after all. Perhaps it was because he was injured too badly that he had given into a lucky motive.

Originally, given his temper, this blood slave should have been replaced early, without giving him a chance to grow up completely.

Perhaps it was because the other party had been too careful and humble over the years, so he had never thought that there would be a day of backlash...

Cui Guangling felt that his body was becoming stronger and stronger, his blood essence was becoming more and more abundant, and a faint blood light appeared above his head, forming a ball of light.

The ball of light rolled and turned into a half-real and half-illusory blood shadow with a powerful and mighty aura.

It is many times stronger than when he was at his strongest.

Although this power seemed to be suppressed by something, it could not be fully used.

However, that most fundamental strength was real and made him feel like he was floating in the air.

With infinite joy in his heart, Cui Guangling couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Blood God Son, you are more than ten times stronger than my blood shadow. Once I perform a few blood sacrifices and the spiritual tide passes three times, I can immediately turn the virtual into the real and roam the world.

I have to thank you for your guidance, old ancestor. If it weren’t for that opportunity, how could I have gotten the Blood Sword of All Spirits to recognize me as its master?

If you can't get this treasure, you will be controlled by you all your life and your life will be out of your control.

This is worthy of Cui's sincere respect. "

Finished speaking.

Cui Guangling bowed deeply.

The red-robed old man on the armchair, even though he was desperate, was still so enraged that his eyes were wide open. He couldn't catch his breath, and his whole body exploded into a pool of blood, which was sucked away by the chains and merged into Cui Guangling's body.

"call out……"

Cui Guangling took a long breath of satisfaction, his face full of intoxication.

The Blood God Son, who was transformed from the light ball on his head, became two times more solid, reaching 70%.

As his figure swayed, the underground palace began to glow with blood, as if it had turned into a sea of ​​blood.

He finally couldn't help it and laughed out loud towards the sky.

The powerful blood light shook all around, the underground palace completely collapsed, and all the soldiers and maids turned into stained blood.

"Uh……"

Cui Guangling's laughter stopped abruptly.

After carefully checking his own strength, he shook his head, with a flash of violence in his eyes: "I can't even fully control this power? But it doesn't matter, it just takes some time to hone it."

"Zhou Ping'an, just wait. When I have perfect control and become the Blood God, I will peel off your skin, tattoo you with the battle diagram, and refine you into a blood slave..."

……

"Hey, what happened in the County Magistrate's Mansion again? This is..."

Inside the Gaosheng Restaurant, in a private room by the window on the second floor, three people were drinking heavily when they felt the restaurant floor shaking slightly. They leaned over to look into the distance, with fear in their eyes.

"Fortunately, my two brothers did not receive the invitation, otherwise, today's disaster might have affected us as well. It was a close call."

A square-faced young man in his twenties said with a complicated expression.

Given the close relationship between the county city's Lin family and the county magistrate's Cui family, the Lin family should not be left out of the mansion lord's wedding banquet for taking a concubine.

No invitations have been sent yet.

It was undoubtedly a knock.

Expressed dissatisfaction with them.

Originally, the two brothers Lin Zhengshan and Lin Zhengwu were so upset that they wanted to cry, and secretly cursed their sister for the troubles she had caused.

Thinking about it now, it wasn't a bad thing.

Because, most of the wealthy families in the city who went to congratulate today were killed, and those who managed to escape with their lives were still in fear and stayed indoors.

I was afraid that I would get into some terrible disaster again.

This is also the reason why Lin Zhengshan has a complicated expression, with loss, relief, and hatred...

Lin Zhengwu beside him also shook his head and sighed: "My sister, she is really incapable of doing anything, but always causes trouble. She caused the suspicion of the mansion lord and even delayed my eldest brother's marriage.

From her childhood character, it can be seen that the woman is just like her mother, and she can never be tamed...

If I had known earlier, I would have locked her up in the mansion and not let her out, so that this disaster wouldn’t have happened.”

At this point, Lin Zhengwu filled another bowl of wine and raised the bowl: "Don't worry about Fang Zhen Chuan for now. This time, my two brothers have thought of a brilliant way, and we will definitely be able to bring my sister back home.

When the time comes, tie him up and personally bring him to the True Teaching Couch, and fiddle with him as you please. This will surely help you vent your anger."

Fang Yu, who was sitting there with a gloomy face, was originally impatient. After hearing this, a cold light flashed in his eyes. He picked up the wine bowl and uttered a few words from between his teeth: "Tell me in detail..."

When it comes to Lin Huaiyu.

Fang Yu felt a dull pain in his cheeks and lower body again, especially in his lower body, which was his eternal pain.

After the ambush failed and he lost a piece of meat, he was also injured by Zhou Ping'an's sword. He fled into the jungle in the dark and fainted. In the end, he was rescued by his uncle Fang Han. He was sad for a whole month and could not accept the reality.

During this period, he killed more than ten concubines on the mountain, and his hatred for himself could not stop.

Whenever he saw a servant with a strange look on his face or whispering about something, he would immediately order him to be beaten to death with sticks.

To the extent that unpleasant noises were heard from the mountains.

Fang Han had no choice but to order him to go down the mountain and take a walk to relax.

He couldn't let go of his worries. He couldn't eat or sleep well, let alone practice, unless he avenged the hatred in his heart.

It's funny to say that Fang Yu's cultivation has not improved in recent days, but has regressed.

The trace of martial spirit that he had comprehended has already dissipated. It is estimated that in the next competition within the mountain, an even bigger joke will be made, and his position as the true disciple may be lost.

"Inner demon, this is an inner demon. If I don't kill that couple, I won't be able to get rid of this inner demon."

Although Fang Yu was cruel and ruthless, he was not stupid. He pretended to be indifferent on the surface, but secretly came to Guangyun County to find a way to deal with Zhou Ping'an.

To avenge his brother's death.

Of course, the solution is not so easy to find.

Especially when he heard the news that Yu Changsheng, an elder of the Canghai branch of the Shuiyun Sect, was leading more than 30 inner disciples to enter the three counties of Liyou to support Zhou Ping'an, he felt like the sky had fallen.

In this situation, no matter how much hatred he had in his heart, he would not dare to go to Qingyang City to cause trouble, as that would be seeking death.

Of course, not going to Qingyang City does not mean there is no way to deal with the enemy.

Everyone in the Lin family knows Lin Huaiyu best and knows best how to deal with him.

Lin Zhengshan looked at his younger brother, and suddenly something came to his mind, and he also smiled and said: "There is indeed a very useful way to let my younger sister return to Guangyun's home.

After the bitch Bai Ling died of illness, my younger sister wanted to bury her remains in the Lin family cemetery, but my mother opposed it and she ultimately failed. She was only buried in the Wansong Forest on the West Mountain.

We all know that place, and my younger sister goes there every year to pay homage to it."

Lin Zhengwu said excitedly: "That was six years ago. I still remember that the jade pendant and sword that Bai Ling carried with her were all placed in the coffin as burial objects.

Although that thing is not worth much money, it is something that Bai Ling has carried with her for many years. Once it is taken out, Lin Huaiyu will definitely recognize it. "

“Yes, we just need to tell the servants to dig up the bones, take out the skull and jewelry of the bitch Bai Ling, put them in a box, and send them to Qingyang by express horse.

I guarantee that Lin Huaiyu will rush over quickly without any hesitation."

The two brothers were talking to each other about digging graves, with smiles on their faces, looking very successful.

Fang Yu felt a chill in his heart when he heard this.

He stared at the two brothers blankly for a while before he smiled and said, "You two are geniuses.

Don't worry, once we catch Lin Huaiyu, I will never regret the two places I promised you.

You can also ask for the true form of Kunpeng for Uncle Lin. The day when your Lin family will take off is just around the corner."

"Thank you, Brother Fang, but I dare not disobey your orders."

Several people laughed.

"Are you really that happy? Digging up graves and exposing human remains, you guys are the ones who can come up with this kind of scheme. You are all talented indeed."

A voice echoed in my ears.

Several people were startled and jumped up at the same time.

Lin Zhengshan and Lin Zhengwu quickly picked up the long swords at their sides.

He was about to draw his sword and strike back.

The two of them reacted very quickly.

But Fang Yu was faster than them.

Because he recognized this voice.

I am so familiar with it that I am familiar with it to the core and even in my dreams. I think about it every day and dare not forget it for even a single day.

He could never imagine that why Zhou Ping'an came to Guangyun County instead of killing monsters in Pinghu County?

What's more, he happened to run to Gaosheng Restaurant to listen to the conversation between them.

But no matter what, if the other party heard this plan, it would be a lot of fun considering Zhou Ping'an's ruthlessness.

Fang Yu didn't even take up any weapon. He just touched the ground with his feet and rushed back with the chair, trying to break through the wooden wall and rush into the lobby.

As a disciple of the Yunshui Sect, even if Zhou Ping'an was highly regarded by his master, he would never dare to kill a true disciple of the sect in public.

Unless he wants to become a mortal enemy of the Yunshui Sect.

Fang Yu had beautiful thoughts, but the reality was not as expected.

He pushed with one foot.

His body was thrown backwards, and just as he was halfway into the air, he felt his lower body lose consciousness.

The Qi was broken and the body felt powerless.

Only the upper body had remaining force, and it hit the wooden board heavily. It had lost its strength and slid down the wall.

I watched helplessly as the flesh and blood in my chest and abdomen slowly melted and turned into a pool of dirty blood.

The two brothers Lin Zhengshan and Lin Zhengwu received the same treatment as him.

The two men had only pulled out half of their swords when they were cut in half at the same time. Their upper bodies fell to the ground, wailing madly.

"Zhou Ping'an, you dare to kill us? Aren't you afraid of the consequences..."

Fang Yu was extremely terrified, knowing that there was no hope of survival.

Of course he recognized the blood-red sword in Zhou Ping'an's hand. The evil and bloody intent in it seemed to infect his spirit and soul.

With his own abilities, he was unable to expel the blood poison and was doomed to die this time.

"Why did I come to Guangyun County?"

Fang Yu felt extremely uncomfortable and filled with hatred, but there was nothing he could do. He could only watch his flesh and blood melt and his spirit be polluted.

Fang Yu was still able to shout, but the two brothers Lin Zhengshan and Lin Zhengwu could only wail, their faces covered with snot and tears, and they couldn't even utter a complete word to beg for mercy.

"No, no, no... can you kill me..."

"Why not?" Zhou Pingan looked at the three people coldly, and suddenly laughed, "The strategy just now was very vicious, and it was well said. I am optimistic about you. When you go to the Hades' Palace, remember to say a few more words.

As for whether you can afford the consequences?

Senior Brother Fang, you are mistaken. It was the demon from the Blood Shadow Cult who killed you. What does it have to do with me, Zhou Pingan?"

His mental power and internal energy enveloped the private room, and no sound from inside could be heard outside.

Just like what Fang Yu and his companions had planned before, they were very careful.

Naturally, no one would come to attack him at this time.

Only when the three of them cried and wailed and turned into a pool of blood did Zhou Ping'an turn around and jump out of the window.

It turned into a flowing phantom and disappeared into the night.

……

Asking for a monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)