Everyone was stunned by Wen Qinghe's hateful punch.
As warriors from Zezhou Prefecture, they certainly knew about Wen Qinghe's strength, but the Wen Qinghe at the moment was obviously abnormal, and he was almost the same person as the Wen Qinghe they remembered.
After punching Wu Qingyun away, Wen Qinghe did not stop, but walked towards Wu Qingyun with his eyes glowing blood red.
There is only one word in his heart now, and that is hate!
Only with Wu Qingyun's blood can he wash away his hatred!
When the surrounding warriors saw this scene, they immediately shouted: "Wen Qinghe, are you crazy? If you dare to kill Wu Qingyun, the Xunfeng Sword Sect and your Wen family will fight to the death! Do you want to cause a big disaster to your Wen family? Come on!
stop!"
But at this time, Wen Qinghe was so obsessed with hatred that he couldn't see anyone except Wu Qingyun in front of him.
The other warriors looked at each other and attacked Wen Qinghe together.
These people were originally friends of Wu Qingyun, and the forces behind them were also on good terms with the Xunfeng Sword Sect. Of course, they couldn't just watch Wu Qingyun die here.
Everyone took action together, and Wen Qinghe shouted angrily: "Get out!"
He struck out with a palm, and the powerful palm force directly knocked a group of people away. The palm of hatred is as deep as the sea!
The lowest among these warriors all have Qi Sea Realm cultivation, and several of them also have the strength of spiritual apertures. However, several of them joined forces, but they couldn't even take one of Wen Qinghe's moves. This was a bit too scary.
Everyone looked at each other and saw that Wen Qinghe today was really too evil. That punch with overwhelming hatred and a palm with deep hatred were not the Wen family's ancestral martial arts at all. They had never even heard of it.
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But such a simple punch and palm were extremely evil, making Wen Qinghe, who was originally about the same strength as them, become so terrifying.
Several warriors turned around and left immediately without saying a word.
Although they are Wu Qingyun's friends, it does not mean that they will risk their lives for Wu Qingyun.
Now Wen Qinghe is invincible in this state. They should report to the sect behind them first. If Wu Qingyun can survive this period, it will be his good fortune. If he cannot survive, then they can only say something.
Sorry.
Seeing Wen Qinghe approaching step by step, Wu Qingyun's eyes showed a look of fear. He ignored his injuries, gathered up all the energy in his body and turned around to run away.
Wen Qinghe punched out with an expressionless expression. The violent wind penetrated a distance of several feet and penetrated directly into the body, completely knocking Wu Qingyun to the point where he could not stand up.
Although Wen Qinghe had only practiced Hateful Fist and Qiuji Palm for a few days, his state of mind was so consistent with the true meaning of the martial arts of Hateful Fist and Qiuji Palm that Wen Qinghe used this technique as if he were practicing
It lasted for many years.
Wu Qingyun was completely unable to stand up as most of the meridians in his body were shattered by Wen Qinghe's punch.
He looked at Wen Qinghe who was walking in step by step, and couldn't help but exclaimed in shock: "Wen Qinghe, are you crazy? Do you know what the consequences will be if you kill me? I, the Xunfeng Sword Sect, will definitely fight with your Wen family until death!"
We are both second-rate forces, but no matter in terms of your own strength or connections, your Wen family cannot compare with my Xunfeng Sword Sect. If you kill me, you will harm your entire Wen family!"
Wen Qinghe seemed not to have heard Wu Qingyun's words. He walked straight over and punched him. There was a sound of bone cracking and blood splattered. Under this powerful force, Wu Qingyun immediately died.
However, Wen Qinghe didn't seem to see it, and he kept punching out repeatedly, looking extremely terrifying. Wen Qinghe didn't stop until Wu Qingyun no longer looked human and his half body was spattered with blood.
The blood-red color in his eyes slowly faded, but his body seemed to have been drained of strength. He shook twice and barely managed to avoid falling.
Su Xin slowly walked up to him and asked, "How are you doing? How do you feel?"
Wen Qinghe looked at his hands covered with blood and said confusedly: "I don't know."
The enemy who had bullied him since he was a child and stole his beloved woman was dead, but the strange thing was that he was not at all excited in his heart, but instead felt deeply confused.
"Senior, what should I do now?" Wen Qinghe couldn't help but ask.
"What should I do? Of course I ran away. Are you still here, waiting for the people from the Xunfeng Sword Sect to come and take revenge on you?"
Hearing what Su Xin said, Wen Qinghe reacted and hurriedly ran towards the door. However, he turned around after just two steps and asked, "Senior, what should you do?"
Su Xin showed an unpredictable smile and said: "Do you think those losers can catch me? And if we are destined, we will still see each other again."
Wen Qinghe thought about it for a while. With the strength of his predecessors, he did not need to be afraid of the Xunfeng Sword Sect and others, so he immediately turned around and ran away.
Su Xin stood there for a while, then turned and left, his figure like the wind, leaving no trace.
Less than half a quarter of an hour later, there was a burst of noise on the street, and a group of warriors from the Xunfeng Sword Sect pushed through the crowd and came here quickly.
Wu Yuanting, the head of the Xunfeng Sword Sect, looked so gloomy that he could drip water. Several warriors who had been drinking with Wu Qingyun carefully led him to the brothel.
Pushing open the door, there was no one inside, except for the wall that had been blown down by Wen Qinghe... and Wu Qingyun, who was no longer human on the ground.
The young warriors looked at each other in shock. They did not expect that Wen Qinghe would be so ruthless. He did not even leave a whole corpse for Wu Qingyun, even if he killed someone.
As the saying goes, a leopard emerges from a wilting man. He usually looked at Wen Qinghe as a very honest and cowardly person, but he didn't expect that this attack would turn out to be so terrifying. It was simply more ruthless than the attacks of those in the devil's path.
Looking at the unrecognizable corpse on the ground, Wu Yuanting gritted his teeth and uttered a cold word: "Wen family! You and I will wait until death!"
The young warriors shivered one after another and quietly took a few steps away from Wu Yuanting.
At this time, in the Wen family, Wen Mingyu was walking around in the living room, feeling a little depressed. He didn't know why, but he was always a little uneasy today.
At this time, an old housekeeper of the Wen family suddenly pushed the door in and shouted: "The master of the house is in trouble! The young master has killed Wu Qingyun of the Xunfeng Sword Sect!"
Wen Mingyu was immediately shocked: "What did you say? This is impossible! I don't know what Qinghe's strength is. How could he kill Wu Qingyun?"
The old housekeeper said anxiously: "It's true! Now the news has spread throughout the streets of Zezhou Prefecture, and several warriors from other forces in Zezhou Prefecture are also there. They saw it with their own eyes."
At this moment, Wen Qinghe also returned to the Wen family. When Wen Mingyu saw the blood all over his body, his heart suddenly sank.
Sure enough, Wen Qinghe then whispered: "Dad, I killed Wu Qingyun."
Wen Mingyu said with a look of disbelief: "You killed Wu Qingyun? With your strength, it is very difficult to kill Wu Qingyun even in a sneak attack. Did you use poison?"
If Wen Qinghe really killed Wu Qingyun with poison, this would be a big trouble.
The Righteous Sect is extremely shameless towards those warriors who use poison and covertly. Among all the forces in the world, it is estimated that only the Tang Sect in Sichuan is the only one who uses poison openly and honestly.
But the problem is that the disciples of the Tang Sect have always been eccentric and withdrawn, and they don't care about the opinions of outsiders at all.
But the Wen family is different. If Wen Qinghe really killed Wu Qingyun with poison, the Wen family would not be able to gain a foothold in Jiangnan Road.
Wen Qinghe shook his head and said: "I didn't use poison, I killed him with my own strength."
Wen Mingyu scolded: "Are you still unwilling to tell the truth? With your strength, can you kill Wu Qingyun head-on?"
Wen Qinghe said aggrievedly: "It's true. The senior who saved me in the ring last time taught me two martial arts skills. I relied on these two martial arts skills to kill Wu Qingyun."
With that said, Wen Qinghe used the Hateful Fist directly in front of Wen Mingyu to show him. The power frightened Wen Mingyu.
"Why!"
Wen Mingyu sighed deeply.
He is not a fledgling like Wen Qinghe. Of course he knows that there is no free lunch in this world.
This kind of martial arts is much stronger than the big silk-winding hand passed down by his Wen family. The other party handed it over to Wen Qinghe so easily. If there was no intention in it, he would not believe it even if Wen Mingyu was killed.
But it's too late to know this now. Wu Qingyun is already dead, so what can we do even if we know it?
Wen Mingyu knew what Wu Yuanting was thinking now. He must have wanted the Wen family to bury his son with him.
Wu Qingyun is Wu Yuanting's only son and the successor he has trained for more than ten years.
The Wen family is different from the Xunfeng Sword Sect. The only direct lineage of the Wen family is Wen Mingyu. It can be said that as long as there is no strong person in the Yuan Shen realm in the collateral line of the Wen family, Wen Qinghe is destined to be the head of the Wen family in the future.
The Xunfeng Sword Sect is a sect, so the requirements for its leader are extremely strict.
Wu Yuanting wanted both generations of the Wu family to become the leaders of the Xunfeng Sword Sect, so he put all his efforts into cultivating Wu Qingyun, but now he was killed by Wen Qinghe. You can imagine the anger in his heart.
Wen Mingyu made a quick decision and said directly to Wen Qinghe: "Qinghe, pack your things and follow the butler immediately to leave Jiangnan Road."
Wen Qinghe said dissatisfied: "Why?"
Wen Mingyu sighed: "If Wu Qingyun dies like this, the Xunfeng Sword Sect will definitely fight with me to the death of the Wen family, but I can't hand you over, so you have to go, and the farther away the better."
"What about the Wen family?" Only now did Wen Qinghe remember the threatening words Wu Qingyun had said to him.
Once Wu Qingyun dies, the Xunfeng Sword Sect will definitely fight to the death with the Wen family.
But back then, he had been obsessed with hatred and couldn't listen to anything.
Moreover, even if he could listen, with Wen Qinghe's scheming mind, he could not imagine how different the Wen family was from the Xunfeng Sword Sect, and he would still be killed if he should. (To be continued.)// ( )