Supreme Wuzu

Chapter 178 Chapter 180: Arrogant Youth
However, after a while of observation, careful people found that although the clothes of the deceased were in tatters, they still got some clues. All kinds of signs indicated that this vague corpse was probably Yanhuang's Elder Zhao.

All the monks were discussing non-stop, at this moment only someone said: "The man from Yanhuang is here, it's Jiaomujiao, he's here..."

The monks took the initiative to make way for Jiaomu Jiao and others. Jiaomu Jiao walked to the big pit with a gloomy face, and looked towards the big pit. Jiaomu Jiao recognized at a glance that it was indeed Elder Zhao's body. A strong, murderous aura spread around Jiaomujiao's body, "Children of Qinling! I, Yanhuang, will never die with you!"

Jiaomujiao's roar undoubtedly confirmed the identity of the deceased. The monks who didn't believe it before had no choice but to believe that Qin Ling had really killed a strong man in the Tribulation Period.

On a low mountain a few hundred meters away from Huanggu, a figure stood there motionless, with a look of anxiety on his face, while three figures sat cross-legged in front of him.These four were Long Ziteng and the others. After Han Ningbing threw the Kunlun faction out of the formation, Long Ziteng brought Mo Zhao and the others here to heal their injuries.At this moment, Long Ziteng was anxiously waiting for the three of them to wake up.

After an unknown amount of time, one of the three figures slowly opened his eyes, and Long Ziteng rushed forward, "Junior Brother Mo, how do you feel? Is there any discomfort, especially in cultivation?"

The moment Mo Zhao opened his eyes, he had already noticed that there was something wrong with his cultivation. He had a Nascent Soul Stage cultivation, but at this moment... Mo Zhao's face changed drastically, but he still spoke in a very calm tone, "Senior Brother , my cultivation base..."

Long Ziteng felt a wave of golden core stage fluctuations from Mo Zhao, "Sanxiao faction! You are so vicious!"

At this moment, Chongxu and Guilin also woke up one after another. Their reaction was the same as that of all the monks before. They were shocked and horrified, and it was difficult to accept this fact.

Seeing that the three were silent, Long Ziteng said angrily: "Don't worry, three junior brothers, I will definitely avenge this revenge for you..."

Mo Zhao seemed calmer than Chongxu and Gui Lin, and he only heard Mo Zhao say unhurriedly: "Brother, how is the situation now? Has the formation broken?"

Long Ziteng shook his head slowly, and told the three of them everything that happened afterwards, and the three of them didn't say a word. It turned out that he was not the only one who lost his cultivation, even Shentu Yichuan and the people from the Buddhist sect were not excluded.

"Brother, do you know if Yanhuang's Elder Zhao has captured Qin Ling? If so, wouldn't the treasure fall into Yanhuang's hands?"

Long Ziteng looked at the sky, he was also worried about this problem, if the treasure really fell into Yanhuang's hands, it would be difficult, "The current situation is still unknown, since the three juniors have woken up, it's better to find out Fan, after looking at the situation, make a plan.

The four of them soared into the sky and flew towards the dense forest,
"Team leader, Elder Zhao, he really...really..." Wei Huohu and the others couldn't believe that such a powerful Elder Zhao died in Qin Ling's hands.If this is said, no one is willing to believe it, but now the facts are in front of them, and there is no room for them to have half a doubt.

"Leader, what shall we do now?"

Jiaomujiao suppressed his murderous aura, dripping water from his gloomy face, "Find Qin Ling, and kill him!" The death of Elder Zhao made Jiaomujiao dare not imagine the consequences. No matter which faction cultivator Qi is placed in, he is a treasure, but now that Yanhuang has lost one, Jiaomujiao feels a crisis. If he can't capture Qinling in the shortest time, Jiaomujiao knows that he will be in trouble. Get away with it.

"But the team leader, even Elder Zhao died in the hands of Qin Ling, we..."

Jiaomujiao roared, "What do you know, Elder Zhao must have fallen into Qin Ling's tricks, do you really think that Qin Ling has such great ability to kill Elder Zhao? Otherwise, he would not have been seriously injured by me before!"

The people around also heard Jiaomu Jiao's roar, and they all felt that Jiaomu Jiao was right. Looking at it now, Qin Ling is not that scary.

Some people showed a burning enthusiasm. In this way, as long as Qinling is found, there is still hope of obtaining treasures. Soon, figures left one after another, because someone had seen Qinling before coming here, and it was taken at that time. No one dared to step up to Qinling's strength, but it was different now. After Jiaomujiao's words, the hearts of the monks to seize the treasure were revived again.

"Go! Follow them, they might know Qin Ling's whereabouts." Jiao Mujiao slapped the palm, and the [-]-meter-long pit collapsed, and the dust billowed, and instantly buried the bloody corpse.

Sword lights shot up into the sky and disappeared into the dense forest.

Qin Ling went back and forth between Qin Ling and the Qin Ling Mountains. Although they met a few monks just now, no one dared to attack Qin Ling, but Qin Ling would not relax his vigilance. What makes Qin Ling afraid is Jiaomujiao.

Although Jiaomu Jiao's arm was broken by Qin Ling, it didn't really have much impact on Jiaomu Jiao's combat power. He was still a strong man in the distraction stage, and Qin Ling still had nothing to do with him.

The method used can no longer be used to deal with Jiaomujiao. The method used to deal with Elder Zhao is no longer available. Jiaomujiao had a headache for a while.

"Qin Ling! Stop! Don't run!"

Qin Ling was leaping over the mountains, when suddenly a loud cry sounded behind Qin Ling, Qin Ling turned his head, and two figures roared behind him, and the two figures appeared in front of Qin Ling.

The visitor was majestic, standing in mid-air, looking down at Qin Ling, his expression was full of disdain and contempt, as if Qin Ling was not worth his attention, "You are Qin Ling?" One of the young men in a golden Taoist robe said with a asked in a condescending tone.

Qin Ling smiled, feeling that this person's question was extremely naive, and Qin Ling didn't bother to answer, "So what if it is? So what if it's not?"

Hearing Qin Ling's answer, the young man's handsome face was covered with dark clouds, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a poisonous light shot out, "Very good! Regardless of whether you are Qin Ling or not, first of all you have good courage, but you have already angered me, no matter you Whether it's Qinling or not, you will pay the price for what you just said!"

Qin Ling laughed, and immediately understood that the young man in front of him must be going out for the first time. At best, he had a personality, but at worst, he was just a dude who didn't know the so-called.

Qin Ling was too lazy to argue with the young man, so he turned his eyes to the person next to the young man. It was a middle-aged man. Qin Ling sensed a secret aura from him. It seemed that he was no weaker than himself. Qin Ling stared at the middle-aged man, "You Are you sure you really want to do this?" Qin Ling doesn't cause trouble, but he is definitely not afraid of trouble.

The young man smiled coldly, thinking that Qin Ling was afraid, "So what? If you abolish your self-cultivation today, the young master can spare your life, if not, die!" A killing intent emanated from the young man.And the middle-aged man next to the young man stood there motionless, with a bright light in his eyes.

Qin Ling sneered, and the middle-aged man's reaction had already given Qin Ling an answer, "Haha...what a vicious boy! I will abolish other people's cultivation if I disagree with you, how would you feel if I abolished your cultivation today? "

Qin Ling's body was full of breath, and a powerful momentum came out through his body. The young man almost fell from the flying sword in shock. The young man was furious, his face turned red and white, "You are fine! I have decided, this young master will not Abolish your cultivation, I want you to die! Kill him!"

Although the young man didn't turn his head back, it was obvious that these words were addressed to the middle-aged man behind him.The middle-aged man walked out slowly. The middle-aged man never said a word from the beginning to the end. His eyes never left Qinling, and there was a murderous intent in his eyes.No pretense.

The young man watched coldly from the side, his handsome face was ferocious, which was very inconsistent with his temperament, "Futu, spare his life, I will kill him with my own hands, so that I can relieve my anger!"

Qin Ling was angry, and the young man's intention to kill for no reason made Qin Ling angry. If the young man met not Qin Ling, but an ordinary person, maybe there would be another wronged soul in this world. Qin Ling claimed that he was not a virtuous person, but ordinary people The conscience and kindness that should be possessed.Qin Ling still has it. Now that he met him today, Qin Ling intends to teach the youth a lesson.

Two powerful auras collided in mid-air, Qin Ling shot out in anger, and his mighty and incomparable sky-shattering palm struck out, covering the sky and covering the sun, and the huge palm print swept towards the man in the middle.

Although the middle-aged man was calm, his eyes shone brightly, with an unprecedented solemnity. The middle-aged man quickly punched, and his fist blasted the sky. The powerful punch was like a roaring tiger in the forest. Leaping up, pounced into the air, biting towards the giant palm.

The young man controlled the flying sword and kept retreating. The powerful aftermath of the battle between the two made it difficult for the young man to resist, so he could only keep retreating.Qin Ling's strength has exceeded the young man's expectations. He thought that Qin Ling was an insignificant little monk, and he could solve it in three or two strokes, but now the young man found that Qin Ling's strength was not weaker than the Fuxin he said, but even so, the young man didn't see it With half a ounce of remorse, the killing intent became even stronger.

rumbling...

The middle-aged man punched Qin Ling's face, but Qin Ling dodged to avoid it. His fierce punch hit a mountain not far away. Suddenly, the mountain collapsed and rocks flew, and the mountain was shattered by the middle-aged man's punch.

Qin Ling looked at the middle-aged man coldly, until now Qin Ling has not heard a word from the middle-aged man, only the cold eyes and strong killing intent.

The place where the two fought was not very far from Taibai Mountain, probably hundreds of miles away. Such a big movement and fluctuation quickly alarmed the nearby monks, and sword lights came whistling.

Seeing that both of them were powerful people, all the monks guessed their identities. As more and more monks gathered around, some people soon recognized Qin Ling, while others recognized the middle-aged man.

"That man is Qin Ling!" A monk in gray exclaimed.

"It's really Qin Ling, he has appeared!" All the monks were in an uproar.

"Who is that man who fought against him? Why is he so powerful?" Someone asked, but no one has yet recognized the middle-aged man.

A monk pointed to a young man in a golden robe not far away, and said in a low voice, "You don't even know about this, let's see who that person is?"

(End of this chapter)