The first thousand one hundred and seventy-third chapters
Chapter 1,173: Seven Heavens' Death Piano "I won't act wild."
Qin Chao also said calmly, "I only kill people."
"Boy, don't force me to kill you."
Long San couldn't help but get a little angry when he saw that this kid didn't know how to praise others. "We have rules and we can't attack ordinary people easily. You are forcing me."
"You old man, you have lost all your sexual abilities. Do you still have the ability to kill people?"
Qin Chao couldn't help but sarcastically said.
"die!"
Long San was immediately angry. He stretched out his hand and shot a golden light towards Qin Chao.
The golden light hit a coffee table next to Qin Chao, and the coffee table exploded into pieces.
"You see, this is my power. If you don't know how to appreciate me, you will end up like this coffee table."
Long Sanxin said that if he used this move, he would probably be able to scare that kid.
If it weren't for the rules of the sect, cultivators are not allowed to attack ordinary people easily, I would have dealt with this nonsense kid long ago, and why would I have wasted so much emotion and words.
"Hey, that's awesome, you must be a magician!"
Qin Chao clicked his tongue and praised, "What kind of mechanism is installed on this coffee table? It would be a pity not to perform such a beautiful trick at the Spring Festival Gala."
"You idiot, I, Uncle Long, am a great master, but you can't even see this. No wonder you have to become a dead man!"
With Long San here, Tang Zong became particularly arrogant and shouted at Qin Chao.
"It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, you don't know who has the final say here!"
Long San was so angered by Qin Chao's words that he couldn't hold back his anger. He decided to give Qin Chao some color. So he aimed at Qin Chao's arm and shot out a golden light of his own.
This golden light is entangled with his Long San's vitality, like a bomb, it will be blown up if it touches anything.
This time he's going to blow off one of the kid's arms and see how he keeps talking about the truth!
Who would have known that Qin Chao held Li Na with one arm and waved his other hand casually, sending the golden light flying away.
The golden light hit the wall nearby, blowing up a large piece of wall.
"Oh, what is this? It's scary."
After Qin Chao shot away the golden light, he also said something.
Long San's eyes widened.
My wishful golden light was just shot away?
That kid, what's his background?
Could it be that he is also a cultivator?
But, why can't I feel the vitality pulsating in his body?
In fact, this guy's cultivation level at the magical power stage is too weak. Only masters at the golden body stage and above can feel the power from Qin Chao, who cultivates the energy of chaos.
Moreover, if Qin Chao does not use all his strength, no one will know what his true strength is.
"Eat me again!"
Long San tentatively flicked out a golden light again, this time hitting Qin Chao's chest.
"Snapped!"
Qin Chao still swatted the golden light away like a fly.
"Impossible! Who the hell are you!"
"I am her husband."
Qin Chao looked at Li Na who was sleeping soundly in his arms and said, "However, you did offend someone you shouldn't offend..."
"Uncle Long, can you do it?"
Seeing that his own top master failed to deal with the opponent twice, Tang Zong couldn't help but become anxious.
"Master, don't worry, I was just testing it out just now."
Long Sanxin said, it seems that he is about to show his true skills.
He waved his hands, and an antique-colored guqin suddenly floated in front of him.
"This is the Seven-Day Jue Ming Qin, a peerless magic weapon created by our master. If an ordinary person hears the sound of this Qin and does not have the vitality of our sect to regulate it, he will become seriously ill within seven days and die suddenly after seven days! Boy.
, you are dead this time."
"There's something weird about this piano. Mr. Qin, send your little lover to me quickly!"
Rhodes' warning voice sounded.
Qin Chao did not hesitate, he immediately used the Yin Yang Bell.
The yin and yang bell grew long when exposed to the wind and instantly turned into a black bell, sucking Li Na in Qin Chao's arms and covering her in it.
With the protection of Yin Yang Bell, it can block all musical attacks.
"Magical weapon!"
Seeing the black clock appear, Long San finally changed his expression.
"Good boy, it turns out you are really a cultivator. Just now, you were just pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!"
"wrong."
Qin Chao waved his hand, "First of all, I am not a pig, and you are not a tiger. At best, you are just a watchdog."
"you wanna die!"
Long San was furious and played the guqin with both hands.
A strong melody rang in the villa, and Tang Zong was the first to be affected. He covered his ears and knelt down on the side with a very painful expression.
And the music turned into streaks of golden light, shooting towards Qin Chao like raindrops.
"It's just a small trick."
Qin Chao stood there, letting the golden light wash over his body.
But he was like a vajra arhat, standing there, those golden lights couldn't hurt him at all.
But the ground around him was blasted with craters.
"Why, how could this happen! Why does my Jue Ming Yin Kill have no effect at all!"
"Go to hell and think about it."
Qin Chao sneered and threw out a platinum lotus chop in his hand, piercing Long San's body easily.
"puff!"
Long San spat out a mouthful of blood. He was so shocked that he lost consciousness. Knowing that his body was in danger, he quickly let the Yin spirit float out of his body.
"Tell me your name. I will repay this great vengeance one day!"
The Yin God said through gritted teeth.
"You have no chance."
Three thousand Rakshasa ghosts flew out of Qin Chao's body, surrounding the Yin God.
"But I can tell you the name. My name is Qin Chao."
"Qin Chao...you are Qin Chao!"
God Yin didn't know whether he was frightened by the Rakshasa ghosts who were eyeing him or by Qin Chao's name, "So it's you...ah..."
He finally let out a scream, and his vagina was devoured by those Rakshasa ghosts.
Long San's body also fell to the ground with a plop.
Without the invasion of music, Tang Zong became quiet and huddled in a corner, his head covered with cold sweat.
"No, don't kill me...I, I can give you money..."
Seeing that Qin Chao had killed Uncle Long, whom he relied on, Tang Zong was so frightened that he almost peed his pants.
"Haha, I don't need to do anything to you anymore."
Qin Chao took back the yin and yang bell and hugged Li Na in his arms again, "You have been hit by the music of the Seven-Day Jue Ming Qin. After seven days, you will fall down and die. Remember, it is not me who kills you, but you."
Uncle Long. As the saying goes, every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner, hahaha..."
He sneered and walked out of the door.
The remaining Tang Zong had no trace of blood on his face.
You only have seven days to live?
No, it can't be done!
He is still young, he is rich and powerful, and he has a bright future!
He didn't want to die just like that!
Tang Zong quickly took out his mobile phone from his body and broadcast a number.
The phone rang for a while, and then a deep male voice came out.
"Hello?"
"Dad, help me..."
Tang Zong said directly with a cry in his voice.
"Xiao Zong? What's wrong with you?"
"Dad, come back quickly, someone is going to die...Uncle Long is dead, and your son is about to die too..."
"What! Just wait, I'll go back immediately!"
Tang Xianhe was meeting his lover. The two of them had eaten and taken a shower. Just when he was about to get into the drama, his phone rang.
Originally, he was very unhappy. At this critical moment, who dared to quarrel with him!
But when I picked up the phone, I saw it was my younger son calling.
What Tang Xianhe loved most was his little son, who was a little disappointed, because he felt that this boy was exactly the same as himself back then.
The same cynicism, going its own way. Also, the same good looks.
Only by cultivating yourself well can you be your future heir.
But suddenly he heard that something had happened to his son, and he suddenly became nervous.
In order to keep his youngest son safe, he even placed his favorite bodyguard, Long San, beside Tang Zong.
Long San is from the Yinlu Sect, which is a cultivation sect.
He provides a large amount of money to the Music Sect every year just to protect his treatment.
Unexpectedly, even Long San is dead now!
Who is it that wants to attack his own son?
Tang Xianhe couldn't care less about his lover. He got dressed, went downstairs and drove directly back to his family villa.
When we got home, we were even more shocked.
The bodyguards fell to the ground outside, each passing out.
"Tang Zong! Where are you!"
Tang Xianhe was afraid that his son had been kidnapped, so he stood in the atrium and shouted in panic.
"Dad, I'm upstairs..."
The weak voice of my youngest son came from the window upstairs.
Tang Xianhe breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly ran upstairs and walked into his youngest son's bedroom.
Tang Xianhe's heart beat faster when he saw Long San lying dead on the ground.
The person who can kill Long San is definitely not an ordinary person!
Which enemy is it that wants to harm me?
"Tang Zong, are you okay?"
Seeing his young son curled up in the corner and shivering, Tang Xianhe couldn't help but ask.
The son was not kidnapped?
Only Long San was killed?
Could it be that he is Long San’s enemy?
"Dad...I, I'm going to die..."
Tang Zong's face was pale and his voice was trembling.
"What nonsense are you talking about? You're fine."
Tang Xianhe said after seeing that his youngest son didn't even have any external injuries.
"Dad...I, I was hit by Uncle Long's Seven-Day Death Piano...After seven days, I will be dead..."
"What is the Seven-Day Death Piano..."
Tang Xianhe frowned and asked, "Why would Long San attack you?"
"Uncle Long was fighting with someone who wanted to kill me... I was also hit by the sound of the piano... But now that Uncle Long is dead, no one can help me resolve this spell... Dad, seven days, I will die in seven days...
…I don’t want to die…”
"Seven Heavens of Death...How come there is such a thing? Your Uncle Long may be trying to scare the enemy."
Tang Xianhe didn't know who he was comforting.
But at this time, blood began to flow from Tang Zong's two nostrils.
"Dad, I, I'm so cold..."
Tang Zong's vision went dark and he fainted.
"Tang Zong! Tang Zong!"
Tang Xianhe was shocked and lost his countenance. Knowing that something was wrong, he quickly picked up his youngest son and drove to a place as fast as he could.n!.