Xia Leng shook his head and said with great certainty: "My surname is Xia, there is no possibility of being killed."
"Isn't your surname Leng?"
Kong Qingsong couldn't help being stunned when he heard this, and then said nonchalantly: "Forget it, no matter what your last name is, today is the day of your death. The thousand-year wish of my Kong family will be in my hands."
realized.”
Xia Leng really didn't understand, and casually suggested: "Since you have the cultivation method, you can just practice it hard. I think you have good foundation. Given time, it will be a matter of time to become an immortal cultivator. Why rush for success?"
, to do such a thing?"
"What do you know."
Kong Qingsong showed no appreciation at all and stared at Xia Leng coldly, "I don't have time to wait any longer. The suppressed Yu Nu under the temple will break through the seal at any time. When the time comes, our Kong family will definitely become her primary target for slaughter.
I will never allow this to happen."
Xia Leng asked: "Then how did your ancestors suppress the Rain Girl back then?"
"In the past, our ancestors had at least a foundation-building level of cultivation. It was because of the suppression of the Rain Girl that their cultivation plummeted, affecting future generations."
Kong Qingsong said with a look of resentment: "I have reached an agreement with Yunu now. She will help me become a real immortal who is recorded in the immortal book, and I will completely break her seal. This can be regarded as getting what we need."
"Load into the Immortal Book?"
Xia Leng was stunned for a moment, confused, "Is this any different from a cultivator of immortality?"
"Before they shed their mortal bones, immortal cultivators are still just mortals. The longer they live, the more severe the heavenly calamity they will suffer in the future."
Kong Qingsong always had a wistful smile on his face, "But it's different when it is recorded in the immortal book. That is the immortal clan recognized by heaven. There is an immortal bone that can be inherited hereditary. My descendants and even descendants will be born.
He is a god."
Xia Leng listened to Kong Qingsong's words and couldn't help but frown secretly. What this person said was somewhat similar to the legendary Immortal Class on Earth. Could it be that there is also an institution like Heavenly Court on Xianyun Continent?
"I think there's a big problem here."
Xia Leng thought of something and immediately said: "The Rain Girl is a monster. If she has the ability to help people become immortals, why not help herself?"
Kong Qingsong was stumped by this question, and after a while he said: "She is sealed, so naturally she cannot ascend to immortality.
Okay, I don’t have time to talk nonsense with you, while the rain is getting thick now, it’s not too late to kill you and activate the formation!”
Xia Leng sighed and shook his head: "I'm afraid that the thousand-year wish of your Kong family will only turn into something neither human nor ghost.
That kind of immortality, what is there to pursue?"
"What I hate the most is your attitude. People like you have got everything in life, so you are so contemptuous of other people's dreams!"
Kong Qingsong was completely angry. Sharp white bone spurs instantly grew on the back of his hands. He raised his head again and took a few deep breaths of rain. "The weather is so nice, it would be a shame not to kill anyone."
"Then come."
Xia Leng didn't bother to say anything more to him. He imitated Huang Feihong in the movie and TV series and struck a pose, provoking: "Let's see who dies today."
Ji Jiu glanced at Xia Leng. It was at this moment that he realized that his master was just a young man who had not grown up. His usual behavior was too mature and calm, making people almost forget his age.
Kong Qingsong said nothing, suddenly took a step forward, jumped up, and the bone spurs on his hands grew again, cut through the rain curtain, and stabbed Xia Leng's throat.
"too slow."
Xia Leng complained softly, instead of retreating, he advanced, bullied himself into Kong Qingsong's empty door, and punched him.
"Boom!"
The fist hit Kong Qingsong's abdomen hard, but there was a dull sound of hitting metal.
"The bones all over my body are stronger than steel, so you'd better not waste your efforts in vain."
Kong Qingsong laughed ferociously and suddenly put his hands together, trying to catch Xia Leng.
"Boom!"
Xia Leng easily dodged it, and this time he punched Kong Qingsong in the face.
"Can't you understand people?"
Kong Qingsong didn't care at all. He raised his hand and swept it towards Xia Leng's side: "As I said, this kind of soft fist is useless to me."
"Bang!"
Xia Leng couldn't dodge and received a blow, and his body suddenly moved several feet away, secretly crying out in pain.
The bones in Kong Qingsong's body were indeed extremely hard, and just being hit lightly felt like he had been hit by a high-speed car.
Fortunately, he had also been training his body during these years of practice. Otherwise, he might not have been able to survive the shock just now.
When Ji Jiu saw this, he immediately took out the soft sword on his waist and stabbed Kong Qingsong directly in the eyes.
Kong Qingsong just closed his eyes, and Ji Jiu's sword pierced his eyelids, making him unable to make any further progress.
"Swords are useless, it's better not to show them to others."
Kong Qingsong raised his hand to stir, grabbed Ji Jiu's soft sword in his hand, twisted it into a ball randomly, and then slapped Ji Jiu's chest with his palm.
Ji Jiu didn't expect this man to have such hard eyelids. His hands were held by the soft sword. It was too late to abandon the sword and dodge. It seemed that he could only take the palm forcefully.
"Snapped!"
The two palms struck each other, making a crisp sound, and the energy dispersed the rain curtain, and the raindrops splashed in the sky, hitting the faces of the three of them.
"Ji Jiu, step aside and leave him to me to handle."
Xia Leng pushed Ji Jiu away with her other hand and said lightly: "Go and see Xiu'er and Xiao Ling'er. Don't let them be harmed."
Ji Jiu saw Xia Leng's solemn expression and didn't say much. She cupped her hands towards Xia Leng and then left.
"You do care about these maids and slaves."
Kong Qingsong chuckled, "Everyone in the temple must die today. The Afterimages under my command have gone to kill them long ago. You only realize now that it's too late."
As soon as Kong Qingsong finished speaking, he saw Ji Jiu hurried over not far away with Xiao Xiuer and Feng Tianling.
When Xiao Xiuer saw Xia Leng, she couldn't help but asked with concern: "Master, are you okay?"
"fine."
Xia Leng replied calmly.
"How come you are okay?"
The expression on Kong Qingsong's face turned from a chuckle to astonishment, "Could it be that the Afterimages couldn't even defeat two girls?"
Xiao Xiuer was stunned for a moment, then seemed to remember something, and said: "Afterimages, you mean those shadow-like killers?"
"Yes, where are they?"
Kong Qingsong asked.
"She has been beaten to death by my little Ling'er."
Xiao Xiuer clapped her hands and said proudly.
"impossible!"
Kong Qingsong never believed that the killers trained by the Kong family for generations would lose to two girls, "Those idiots must have missed you.
That’s all, since you are here, let’s kill them all.”
Xia Leng felt slighted and said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, stop killing all the time. You can't even beat me, so don't think about anything else."
"Hmph, I will kill you now!"
Kong Qingsong yelled angrily, and suddenly dozens of white bone spurs protruded from various joints in his body, making his whole figure look like a statue full of bones: "Every bone is resurrected!"
"Why does this move look similar to a character in a certain ninja anime?"
Xia Leng complained secretly in his heart.
"White Rain Waterfall!"
Kong Qingsong didn't stop. He suddenly raised his head and started spitting into the air.
Countless tiny pieces like white bone spurs were sprayed into the sky by him. After a while, they were mixed with the raindrops and fell down like a waterfall.
Ji Jiu's eyes widened, feeling that the situation was not good, so he pulled Xiao Xiuer and Feng Tianling and hid under the rockery next to them.
"Master!"
Seeing that Xia Leng was still standing there, Xiao Xiuer couldn't help shouting: "Brother Ninth, go and save the young master!"
Ji Jiu raised her hand to hold Xiao Xiuer down and said, "Don't worry, the young master will be fine.
You hide it and don’t cause trouble!"
The white raindrops in the sky fell one after another, turning Lingyun Pavilion into a hornet's nest in an instant. The ground was also covered with dense small eyes, which looked extremely scary.
Xia Leng didn't move or dodge. He stared straight at Kong Qingsong, waiting for him to find a flaw.
"Hahaha, Mr. Leng, how are you? Isn't this rain scene a hundred times more beautiful than what you have seen before?"
The fine white bone spurs spat out by Kong Qingsong fell to the ground and suddenly sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain. After a while, they turned into a dense forest of bones, directly trapping Xia Leng in place.
Xia Leng remained calm: "It's not bad, but it's a little unfriendly."
"There's nothing we can do about it. Rain in Beiyun County never likes outsiders."
Kong Qingsong licked his lips and slowly walked towards Xia Leng, "I just said that a desperate fight can lead to a desperate counterattack, isn't it successful now?"
"Counterattack?"
Xia Leng found it a bit funny, "You can kill me like a chicken feather, so wake up, you idiot."
Kong Qingsong didn't expect Xia Leng to dare to speak harshly. He was so angry that his bones were shaking: "Then I will stab you into a thorn first!"
As he spoke, Kong Qingsong lifted up dozens of sharp and long bones and stabbed Xia Leng's body everywhere.
Before Xia Leng could take action, those bones suddenly disintegrated into wisps of white smoke when they were less than three inches away from Xia Leng's body, and then the bones that were springing up all over the ground disappeared one by one.
"What, what's going on?"
Kong Qingsong was horrified and didn't know what was going on in front of him.
Xia Leng was also a little confused, but he vaguely guessed something.
"alright."
Outside Lingyun Pavilion, the Qinglian monk appeared there at some unknown time, folded his hands on his chest, and said lightly: "Kong Qingsong, your time has come."
"No, it's impossible, I don't believe it!"
Kong Qingsong's mood collapsed instantly. Hu Ji's eyes were full of madness, and he suddenly flew to Monk Qinglian, holding a bone across his neck: "You must have remembered it wrong, right?"
"Kong Qingsong, stop struggling and accept your fate."
Monk Qinglian shook his head very calmly, "If you can't beat him, how can I beat him."
As soon as these words came out, Kong Qingsong was completely stunned.