BSI Chapter 175 Crazy, Lost Mind
Chapter 175 Crazy, Lost Mind
Chapter 175 Crazy, Lost Mind
The dragon chant caused by Mo Feng casting the body of the dragon earlier resounded throughout the entire Qingshan sect, and almost all the disciples of the Qingshan sect, including the master of the Qingshan sect, heard it.
Hulala, one figure after another rushed out of the attic, blocking the entire attic. Then a figure fell from the sky, smashed the roof and rushed into Du Ling's bedroom.
A second later, a roar that shot straight into the sky came from the bedroom, that roar was filled with desolation and endless anger.
"Who, who is it...ah!"
This miserable scream was naturally issued by Sect Master Qingshan.
At this time, his face was pale, as if he was ten years older.
First, his son died tragically, and the sect suffered heavy losses from successive attacks. Now, the only remaining daughter has also died. As a father, how can Master Qingshan accept this?
Under the rage, Sect Master Qingshan spat out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person was almost toppled to the ground.
"Why? What kind of hatred is coming against me? Why did you kill my son first and then my daughter?"
"Who, who is it?"
Master Qingshan screamed in agony. Until now, he didn't even know the true identity of his enemy. This made him feel powerless, as if God was deliberately trying to kill him.
If it were an ordinary person, he would probably go crazy under such continuous blows. Even the Qingshan Sect Master was completely blinded by hatred. His mind was completely filled with Du Ling's broken body, and he gradually lost his mind. .
"Come on, send me more people to Beifeng City. Regardless of whether it has anything to do with Beifeng City, I will raze the entire city to the ground, and all civilians and family members inside will die!"
"There is also the Valley of the Broken Knife. Completely clean up all the shops in Qingshan City that are not clear from the Valley of the Broken Knife, and clear up all suspicious people!"
The orders were issued one by one, causing the people outside the attic to change color.
It's nothing to deal with Beifeng City, it's just a small city, and it's easy to destroy it, no one will care.
But Valley of Broken Knives is a mid-level sect whose strength is not weaker than Qingshan Sect. Now that the identity of the enemy is not confirmed, is it too arbitrary to attack Valley of Broken Knives rashly?
But facing Sect Master Qingshan who lost his mind with red eyes, no matter the two elders present or the inner disciples wisely did not raise objections, no one dared to touch Sect Master Qingshan's brow at this time.
Within the sphere of influence of Broken Knife Valley, there is a mountain named Jinchuan Peak, and a somewhat dilapidated cottage stands halfway up the mountain.
At first glance, there is nothing strange about this village. It is not much different from the hills occupied by ordinary bandits.
At this time, corpses were lying around in the village. Except for the master of Jinchuan Peak, the other two masters were already dead. The bandits in the village were also dead. The rest Either he had already fled for his life, or he was hiding behind the headmaster shivering.
"Which path are you on? Are you the disciples of the Valley of Broken Knife?"
"Our cottage has never provoked the Valley of the Broken Knife, and even gave a lot of money to the disciples of the Valley of the Broken Knife every month."
The master's face was gloomy, he was a fifth-rank Martial King, and when he left Qingfeng City a few years ago, he was considered a popular inner sect disciple.
As he spoke, his eyes kept scanning the enemies in front of him.
In the induction, the auras of these enemies in front of me are not considered strong, the weakest of them is the realm of a seventh-rank general, and the strongest woman in golden armor is only a first-rank Martial King.
With such strength, he can handle it logically with his fourth-tier Martial King Realm, and he may even seize the opportunity to kill the weakest people first, and finally kill the woman who is in the first-tier Martial King Realm.
But in reality, the situation was completely different from what he had expected. Although his realm far surpassed those people, when fighting, he was in danger several times, and almost died under the combined attack of those people.
"We are not from Broken Knife Valley!"
Thresh grinned, took a step forward, and then tore off the cloak on his head, revealing his ferocious face burning with green soul fire.
The eldest master's eyes widened, startled by Thresh's appearance.
Humanity?No, there is no way a human being can grow up like this.
In the next moment, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and exclaimed: "You, are you the monster captured by the Qingshan sect?"
"Monster?" Thresh's eyes narrowed, and a cold killing intent burst out.
He hates that someone treats him like a monster.
"die!"
"Death Judgment!"
With an angry shout, the sickle in Thresh's hand swung out suddenly, and flew towards the big master with a sharp sound of breaking through the air under the pull of the iron chain.
After all, Thresh is only the strength of an eighth-rank general, even if he can leapfrog the challenge, he is far weaker than this master.
However, he is not worried that his death judgment skill will not be able to attack the enemy.
Because almost at the same time, Mo Lang moved!
"Heavenly Sound Wave!"
A long howl came from Mo Lang's mouth, and the sound waves spread, making the ears of the distant master humming, and then it seemed that a mysterious energy locked on him.
"Echo Strike!"
In the next instant, Mo Lang's figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already behind the head.
"court death!"
The head stared, the long sword in his left hand slashed at the sickle thrown by Thresh, and he turned around with his right hand and slapped Mo Lang on the chest.
Mo Lang was only a seventh-rank general, and his strength was the weakest among the crowd. If he was hit by the palm of the master, he would be seriously injured or killed on the spot.
But at this moment, a soft shout came.
"Holy Asylum!"
Then, a golden light fell on Mo Lang's body and enveloped his whole body in it.
Holy protection, immune to all attacks for a short time.
At the moment, Mo Lang didn't care about the palm of the big master's slap, but hugged the opponent's arm.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you. Thresh's anger hasn't been vented yet. Leave your life to him!"
Mo Lang's cold voice appeared in the head's ear.
With the help of Mo Lang, Da Dangjia's previous sword failed to cut Thresh's sickle, but the sickle continued unabated, and swept past Da Dangjia's waist in a blink of an eye.
"puff!"
Blood splattered, internal organs gushed out, and the fine body was cut in half and fell immediately.
"Thank you, Mo Lang!" Thresh laughed, beheading an inner disciple really made him feel much better.
"You're welcome!" Mo Lang replied casually, but he didn't take it to heart.
When the remaining bandits saw that the leader was dead, they all screamed in terror. How could they dare to stay for a moment?They all ran away like crazy, wishing they could grow two more legs and escape from the sight of these murderous gods as soon as possible.
"Kill! Leave no one behind!" Tai Lung licked the corner of his mouth, raised his fist blade, and rushed out in a flash.
(End of this chapter)