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Chapter 310: Not one left!

Murong Qianqian is dead!

The center of her eyebrow was pierced by the "Netherworld Bone Corroding Needle", and she died without the use of poison.

However, this battle is not over yet, because there is still a ghost cat whose owner has died waiting for Zhou Yang to deal with it.

Originally, with the death of Murong Qianqian, the "demon soul contract" between her and Nether Cat was automatically terminated, and Nether Cat could no longer carry out her orders during her lifetime and continue to fight Zhou Yang.

But this ghost cat had been raised by her since he was a child and had a deep relationship with her. Even without the constraints of the "Demon Soul Contract", he was unwilling to abandon his master and leave alone. Instead, he wanted to kill Zhou Yang to avenge his master.

Meow~

The Nether Cat yelled, and a layer of blazing "Nether Fire Flame" suddenly appeared on his body. Then he moved and pounced towards Zhou Yang again.

Seeing this, Zhou Yang couldn't help shouting: "What a beast! Since you want to die, Zhou will help you!"

Before his voice fell, a golden light flashed across his body, and his whole body, from his hair to his nails, instantly turned golden.

Then he opened his hands, and a "Dayan Divine Light Sword" appeared in his hands. Then he crossed the two swords in front of him, and a layer of golden color quickly appeared on the red sword body.

flame.

After doing all this, he jumped up, held the sword in both hands and slashed hard at the rushing Nether Cat, and actually had a hand-to-hand fight with a fourth-level monster!

Zhou Yang also had no choice.

If he had the choice, he would certainly not want to take the risk of fighting a level four monster in close combat.

But until now in the battle, due to the continuous use of his ultimate moves, he has consumed a lot of mana, and now the remaining mana is less than 30%!

If this mana is used to perform those big moves that consume a lot of mana, it may only have the power of one strike. Once the strike fails, he may be overturned, which is unacceptable to him.

Therefore, he would rather take a risk and use the "Qianyang Golden Body" magical power that consumes less mana to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Nether Cat.

With the magical power of "Qianyang Golden Body", his physical defense temporarily reached the level where it is difficult to be damaged by a fourth-level magic weapon. At this time, he jumped in the air and struck his swords with the claws of the Nether Cat. Although he was quickly killed by the Nether Cat,

It was shot and flew away, but it did not suffer any damage.

Instead, the "Qianyang True Fire" burning on his swords fell on the Nether Cat during the exchange, leaving burn marks on the beast's claws that were difficult to recover from.

However, monsters are monsters. Being injured will not only make them afraid to retreat, but will stimulate the animal nature in their blood and become more violent and crazy.

After feeling pain in its claws, the Nether Cat only paused for a moment and then pounced towards Zhou Yang again.

Clang clang clang!

Zhou Yang swung his swords, sending out dazzling sword lights in the air like a peerless swordsman, constantly fighting against the rushing Nether Cats.

Immortal cultivators are not all "magicians" who can only hide behind magic weapons and shields to use magic weapons or release spells, at least not for monks like Zhou Yang who come from a small family.

The children of the Zhou family will also practice various melee fighting skills when they are practicing in the Xiantian realm.

The main reason for doing this is, of course, to sharpen the fighting will of the family's children and help them develop a warrior heart that is not afraid of fighting since childhood.

But another point is that it allows the children of these families to have a certain ability to protect themselves when they really face some dangers.

Because of his past life memories, Zhou Yang was very attentive when practicing these melee martial arts. He was definitely the most attentive among all his peers in the Zhou family.

Now, after more than a hundred years, these martial arts skills are finally put to use again.

It's a pity that although these martial arts skills can prevent him from being completely helpless in the battle with the Nether Cat, they can't even think about helping him defeat the Nether Cat whose strength and speed are many times his.

After the Nether Cat suffered the loss of "Qianyang True Fire" at the beginning, it no longer made direct contact with the two swords in his hands, but only used its magic power to turn into claws to attack him.

After only dozens of breaths of fighting, Zhou Yang's "Qianyang Golden Body" magical power could no longer hold up.

Although this magical power consumes relatively little mana, once the attack force it withstands is too large, its duration will be greatly reduced, and it will put a heavy burden on the physical body, making it impossible to reuse it in a short period of time.

The Nether Cat obviously saw this, so the intensity of its attack became even more intense.

After more than ten breaths of time passed, Zhou Yang, who was once again slapped away by its claws, suddenly moved his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood. His golden skin and golden hair quickly returned to black and white.

Meow~

The Nether Cat's pair of green eyes flashed with joy. He couldn't help but open his mouth and let out an excited shout. Then he moved his body and continued to fly towards Zhou Yang.

That's it now!

Zhou Yang, who was falling rapidly in the sky, suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a flaming sword towards the Nether Cat that rushed towards him.

He had been preparing for this sword for a long time. Everything he had done before was just for this sword!

He is not a lunatic. If he didn't have his own plan, how could he engage in hand-to-hand combat with a fourth-level monster?

It was precisely because he saw the Nether Cat's eagerness to avenge its master that he chose to engage in hand-to-hand combat with it to paralyze its heart, making it think that he had really exhausted his cards in the previous battle and could no longer fight.

Now seeing his magical power dissipated, vomiting blood and being seriously injured, the Nether Cat's vigilance has been reduced to the extreme, and it can't wait to pounce on him, wanting to kill him to avenge its master.

And this is the moment he has been waiting for!

brush!

The sword light flashed, and the Nether Cat, who was completely defenseless, was immediately knocked to the ground by Zhou Yang's "Qianyang Heavenly Sword", and its body quickly ignited with blazing golden flames.

At the same time, Zhou Yang had a thought in his mind, and all the remaining mana in his body was poured into the "Dayan Divine Light Sword" in his hand. Then he raised his hand and pointed at the Nether Cat who was screaming on the ground, and flew The sword flew forward with a "swish" sound.

The Nether Cat was currently surrounded by golden flames, desperately trying to extinguish the "Qianyang True Fire" on its body, but it never expected that Zhou Yang still had the energy to attack.

In an instant, a red flying sword fell from the sky, instantly pierced the Nether Cat's neck and stayed in its neck, piercing the throat with the sword!

After suffering such serious injuries, it was really difficult for the Nether Cat to die.

So after struggling for a while, the Nether Cat's huge body was burned by the "Qianyang True Fire" until only one demon pill and two cat eyes were left.

Of course, Zhou Yang deliberately preserved the Demonic Pill and Cat's Eye, otherwise with the domineering power of "Qianyang True Fire", the Nether Cat would have been burned to pieces.

At this time, less than a quarter of an hour had passed since Murong Qianqian fought with him, which was completely inconsistent with the common sense that monks in the Zifu period would fight for an hour or even several hours.

But as long as anyone has witnessed this battle with their own eyes, no one will think there is anything wrong with it.

Life and death duels rarely happen in a fight that lasts for several hours or even days.

When two monks fight for several hours or even days, usually the two sides are close in strength, neither of them has the will to fight, and they do not use their full strength during the fight.

If one side is like Zhou Yang today and uses all their big moves to attack from the very beginning, the battle will not last that long.

Although Zhou Yang won this battle, it was not easy at all.

Murong Qianqian is by no means a weakling. If he had not used all his means to fight against him from the beginning, the outcome of today's battle would have been uncertain.

Fortunately, he has won now, and the winner naturally has the right to deal with the loser.

Therefore, after Zhou Yang's death, he only took a short rest and quickly got up to clean up the battlefield.

He first used the storage ring to put away the demon elixir and cat's eyes left behind by the Nether Cat's death, and then put away the flying knife talisman that had been transformed into a talisman after Murong Qianqian's death.

The power of this talisman has not been exhausted, and it seems that it can be used once or twice, which can barely make up for the loss of the "Golden Light Fixing Mirror" talisman.

Then he came to Murong Qianqian's body.

Since he had just died, Murong Qianqian's body had not yet cooled down, and the look of reluctance and fear before his death was still retained on his pretty and pretty face.

"If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?"

Shaking his head, Zhou Yang first opened all the storage bags on the corpse, and used some flying swords to cut off all the things inside, such as the identity tokens of the inner disciples of the Beast Control Sect, the sect's robes, etc. and threw them at Murong Qianqian.

The body was completely burned with fire.

In the end, the only things he left behind were spiritual stones, elixirs, magic weapons, jade slips, materials and other items.

As for the cyan spiritual eagle and the "underworld crow" in Murong Qianqian's spirit beast bag, after Zhou Yang hesitated for a while, he gritted his teeth and killed them all and burned them.

He couldn't guarantee whether the Beast Control Sect had placed any tracking ban on these two monsters. If so, if he had these two monsters with him, he would be carrying two time bombs with him.

Of course, the most important thing is that these two monsters are spiritual pets tamed by others. Even if he takes them away, it will be difficult to tame them and use them again.

Including the dead ghost cat.

If it weren't for the fact that a demonic beast could only sign a "demon soul contract" once in its life, he might not be willing to kill that rare ghost cat. After all, this kind of demonic beast was not as rare as his one.

Under the "Golden Winged Thunder Eagle" that has not yet grown up.

After finishing all these things, Zhou Yang immediately threw away the flying sword and left the place quickly.

On the other side, the moment Murong Qianqian died, the soul card she left in the Beast Control Sect exploded.

The Zifu period monks all had a certain status in any sect. After Murong Qianqian's death, the monks guarding the soul tablets in the Beast Control Sect did not dare to neglect and quickly informed the sect's senior officials of the news.

In this way, the news was passed layer by layer, and soon reached the hands of Han Yu, the Golden Pill monk of the Beast Control Sect, who was on his way back to the sect.

As Murong Qianqian's master, Han Yu was shocked when he heard the news, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.

"How dare Shu Zian do this!"

With a livid face, Han Yu tightly held the Flying Sword of Communication. His fat body shook violently, and he couldn't help but let out a shocking roar.

When Zhong Chuming, who was traveling with him, learned the news of Murong Qianqian's death, his expression first changed, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

Then, as if he remembered something, his eyes flashed with joy again, and he immediately beat his chest and stamped his feet and shouted:

"I was the one who harmed Junior Nephew Murong!"

"Master Nephew Murong is only over 300 years old. She has contracted a rare fourth-level mid-level monster, the Nether Cat. There is a high chance that she will form a golden elixir in the future. Her fall is a great loss to our Beast Control Sect.

ah!"

"We must avenge Junior Murong, we must bring the murderer who killed Junior Murong to justice, extract his soul and burn it with yin fire to appease Junior Murong's soul in heaven!"

Hearing Zhong Chuming's words, the fat on Han Yu's face trembled, and he suddenly became even more angry.

No matter what Zhong Chuming's intention was when he said this, at least he was right about one thing. Murong Qianqian's death was indeed a great loss to the Beast Control Sect, and even more so to Han Yu.

Han Yu had more than a dozen disciples in his life, but there were only two or three who were as accomplished as Murong Qianqian.

And as a relatively rare high-level female cultivator, Murong Qianqian obviously deserves more love from Han Yu than other brothers, otherwise she would not have taken her to Xianyang City to gain experience this time.

At this time, in anger, he immediately shouted with a ferocious face: "Blood debt must be paid with blood. I will send a message to the master to issue a killing order and offer a reward for a fourth-level high-grade magic weapon to take that kid's head!"

When Zhong Chuming heard this, he was overjoyed and quickly shouted: "This matter happened because of me. I am also willing to join hands with my senior brother to submit a petition to the leader, and I will add a fourth-level high-grade demon elixir here as a way to kill the demon elixir."

Boy’s reward!”


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