Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 35: Destroy Qingcheng and Go to Kunlun
The laziness in Zhuang Bu Ran's eyes faded away, and murderous intent surged up like an undercurrent, and a powerful punch appeared on his body that made people's backs chill.

It was seen that he turned the blue sea and blue sky into a boxing stance, and when he took a step, it was like waves crashing on the shore and rocks flying through the air, but his figure was like flowing clouds passing by without a trace.

This is surprisingly the "Bi Luo Jing Lan Bu" which was created by Zhuang Bu Ran based on various light skills.

In the blink of an eye, more than twenty people rose into the air and then fell heavily to the ground, dying on the spot.

The elders and disciples of Qingcheng Sect took the opportunity to attack Anqingzi one after another.

"Remember to eat, not to fight."

The young man in green robe trembled all over, and all kinds of densely packed hidden weapons were repelled by his extremely powerful internal force.

"bang bang bang"

Not only were most of the Qingcheng Sect's disciples killed, but the survivors rolled on the ground and screamed in agony. Most of its elders were killed, and only two elders managed to escape in time and suffered minor injuries.

The young leader of the Qingcheng Sect was able to escape danger only thanks to an elder who risked his life to save him, and the martial artists who came to help were caught in the crossfire, and only four or five of them were left.

"Oh no, the devil is fierce and we are no match for him. Let's retreat quickly." A martial artist growled.

The other few martial artists immediately became interested. They also knew that the person who shouted to retreat first was just unwilling to be the first to stand out and attract the pursuit of the young man in green robe. So they fled separately in tacit understanding.

"Innocent!"

Zhuang Buyan didn't know when a few steel needles were pinched on his fingertips. He flicked his fingers and several martial artists who were trying to escape fell to the ground and died.

An elder of the Qingcheng Sect spoke expressionlessly:
"Your power is comparable to the might of the Golden Bell Guard at its peak, and your strength is incredibly profound and powerful. It's because we've underestimated you time and again that you've met this fate."

"Today, I finally know that I shouldn't have coveted the treasure. You are far more unscrupulous and cold-blooded than Zhong Shentong and Huang Shang were back then."

"Isn't it a little late to realize this now?" The young man in green robe stood where he was.

"Brother Sun, there's no need to waste time talking to him. This time, we were inconsiderate and didn't expect his martial arts skills to reach such a level." Another elder took out two steel spikes from his waist and glared at Zhuang Bu Ran.

"I just don't believe it. Even if I risk my life, I can't hurt you in the slightest."

After saying that, he punched and stabbed the young man in green robe fiercely like a violent storm.

The elder surnamed Sun from the Qingcheng Sect did not hesitate at all. He took off a steel spike from his waist and attacked the man in green robe with a small hammer. He poked up and down with the steel spike and hit horizontally and vertically with the small hammer, aiming at the man's vital points.

Zhuang Bu Ran put one hand behind his back and casually slapped out with the other hand, unexpectedly releasing a palm force that was over two meters long. After a few moves, the two elders of Qingcheng Sect retreated repeatedly and vomited blood.

"Is the Qingcheng Sect's martial arts getting worse? 'Qing Zi Jiu Ba' can only do three or four hits, and 'Cheng Zi Shi Ba' can only do eleven or twelve."

"Devil, how dare you underestimate my Qingcheng skills."

The young leader of the Qingcheng Sect came with a sword. His sword skills were swift and accurate. He used attack to stop attack and intercept the opponent.

Zhuang Bu Ran sneered and pinched his fingers, causing the young leader of the Qingcheng Sect to stand there anxiously with sweat all over his forehead. He simply dropped his sword and used the "Heart-Stirring Palm".

He suddenly showed a look of joy, but found that the young man in green robe did not move. However, the moment his palm hit him, his face changed drastically, and he felt a recoil force, like a ferocious elephant rushing towards him.

He immediately flew backwards and died when he hit the ground with all his internal organs ruptured.

Zhuang Bu Ran grasped the tip of the sword with his two fingers and exerted force, causing the sword to break. The broken blade slit the throats of the two Qingcheng Sect elders in almost an instant.

"Everyone, take care. Whether in life or work, it is a taboo to favor one over the other. Zhuang understands this principle very well and will definitely burn down the Qingcheng Sect."

"Of course, if there's no arson, I still feel like something's missing." "You"

The two Qingcheng Sect elders covered their throats and pointed angrily at the young man in green robes. Their eyes were filled with extreme resentment, as if they wanted to eat his flesh alive, drink his blood, sleep on his skin, and break his bones.

But not long after, his eyes gradually dimmed, his hands fell weakly, and he died.

The young man in green robe didn't even look at the corpses on the ground. He raised his leg and walked towards Qingcheng Mountain.

As the sun sets, thick smoke billows from the mountain.

A few days later.

The martial arts world was shaken, and another major sect was brutally wiped out. Many fellow martial artists who came to help were also killed, and no one survived.

Now everyone understood that the person whom they regarded as a living treasure of martial arts had already reached the point where his martial arts skills were unparalleled in the world, and his temperament was extremely vicious and cruel.

Many scoundrels who were planning to take advantage of the situation could not help but back off.

And those famous and powerful sects couldn't help but feel terrified when they thought that this guy was all alone, while they had a big family and a great fortune. As the saying goes, the barefoot are not afraid of the ones wearing shoes. If this continues, the consequences will be disastrous.

I don't know who was so smart and said that instead of being defeated one by one by the devil Zhuang, it would be better to unite the troops. I don't believe that his martial arts skills are so high that he can kill them all at once, and that he and others can take advantage of their numbers.

The evil Zhuang relies on his extremely deep internal strength to commit crimes, so he uses human lives to pile up. Eventually, his internal strength will be exhausted.

Although most people think that this person's choice of words is somewhat inappropriate, it is also a solution that is not a solution. The only solution now is to eradicate this evil demon who is harming the world and committing many evil things, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

As a result, many famous sects sent out invitations to heroes in the martial arts world, gathered at Huashan, and held a demon-eliminating conference.

Because of this demon-killing conference, most of those who were trying to take advantage of the situation have given up the idea of ​​running away. They really think that no matter how high a person's martial arts skills are, he can't kill thousands of people at once.

On a mountain range stretching for hundreds of miles with beautiful hills, a young man in green robes was looking at the surrounding scenery with joy.

The mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland, sometimes floating like a veil, sometimes rolling like waves, adding a bit of mystery and ethereality to this mountain range.

"Kunlun Mountain is indeed worthy of the title of the Grandmaster of All Mountains. Zhuang's journey has been well worth it."

At the same time, at the Kunlun Faction headquarters not far away, the atmosphere in the hall seemed inexplicably depressing.

"Master, the demon Zhuang arrived at Kunlun Mountain first, causing batches of disciples heading to Huashan to be intercepted and killed by him." A red-faced old man suppressed his anger.

"This devil even deliberately left a survivor, letting him return to the sect to tip off the enemy. He was certain that our Kunlun Sect was trapped, unable to escape even with wings."

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man with a long beard frowned:
"It's because my faction is too remote that I received the pigeon message much later. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been blocked at my doorstep."

Another black-haired old man in his fifties sighed:
"Could it be that today we will follow in the footsteps of Kongtong and Qingcheng?"

The elegant, forty-year-old Kunlun Sect Leader said:
"After learning of the annihilation of Kongtong and Qingcheng sects, I prepared for the worst. I secretly told some disciples not to return to the mountain. Elders, rest assured that our sect's inheritance will not be lost in our hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's nostrils twitched slightly, and they smelled a bloody smell. Their faces suddenly changed, and they heard strange "bang bang bang" sounds outside the hall.

The four of them walked out of the hall quickly and saw their own disciples lying on the ground, with blood gushing out from the blood holes in their throats.

"It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive at the right time."

A young man in a green robe stood on a stone lion outside the hall, a lazy smile on his face:
"Your sect, from top to bottom, only needs you to go to hell together. Please don't make things difficult for me, Zhuang."

(End of this chapter)