People from the Wu family had pitched several tents near Deshan Col, and more than thirty people simply lived on the road.
In the past few days, no one has come down from Deshan Mountain. Everyone seems to be waiting for something.
Wu Youchun stood in front of the fog of the Deshan Formation every morning, absorbing the spiritual energy around him and punching at the same time.
"No wonder Qin Changkong chose this place. The spiritual energy here is abundant. If I can practice here for several years, I can also enter the realm of a master."
After Wu Youchun finished a set of punches, he looked at the fog formation in front of him with his hands behind his back, and exclaimed: "What a great technique. If you can break through this formation, I don't know how much wealth you will get!"
Wu Youxia stood beside him and said: "Qin Changkong has created assets worth hundreds of billions in just a few months, and it is all based on the sales chain of Deshan Brewing. It can be imagined that this Deshan brewing
How much wealth it contains.”
"Huh, what's the use? You can't live a good life, but if you have to go to the snowy mountains, isn't this asking for your own death?"
"A family will decline without its most powerful person. Our Wu family was once glorious and prosperous. After the death of the two grand masters, it has become worse day by day. The reason why we can survive for a hundred years is not because of our profound foundation."
"If Qin Changkong can manage with peace of mind for decades, he may be able to build the Qin family into a top-notch family. It's a pity that this kid is seeking his own death!"
The two of them chatted wordlessly, and their tone was full of disdain for Qin Lang.
"Qin Changkong is also conceited. He thinks that he can do whatever he wants just by leaving behind a powerful zombie. But he doesn't know how many people in this world can deal with zombies. Fortunately, we have prepared backup plans in advance. Otherwise, Soul Seven
When it shows up, it’s really hard for us to resist.”
When Wu Youxia mentioned Soul Seven, there was still a trace of deep fear in his eyes.
"Hmph, it's just a zombie, but this zombie has reached the peak of master-level strength, which is really beyond my expectation. It's just a pity that it was trapped by that one. If it can be accepted into my martial arts family, it should be
What a help.”
When Wu Youchun mentioned Soul Seven, he was full of envy. If he could control such a powerful helper who did not eat, drink or consume anything, it would be so pleasant. It was a pity that it did not belong to him.
"Brother, have you noticed that the smoke in this foggy formation seems to be a little thinner today?"
Wu Youxia said suddenly.
"Huh? It seems to be a little thinner, but it seems to have been thinner just now. Could it be that the formation started to disperse automatically without Qin Lang's operation?"
Wu Youchun couldn't help but be ecstatic: "Could it be that our Wu family's turning point has come."
"That's right, it's a turning point for your Wu family, but it's not a good turning point, it's a turning point that your Wu family is about to perish!"
A faint voice came out from the mist.
"who?"
Wu Youchun's body trembled wildly when he heard this voice. He couldn't believe it, couldn't imagine it, and didn't even want to admit that this voice once sounded in his ears like a demon.
"From now on, your Wu family will close its doors and hide from the world!"
"If you dare to go out without permission, I will kill you!"
Those resounding reprimands from the past were still fresh in Wu Youchun's ears as if they were yesterday.
"What? Elder Wu, how long have you not seen me, and you have forgotten about Qin?"
Qin Lang's voice came from all directions, making Wu Youchun's scalp numb with shock!
"Pretending to be a ghost! Qin Changkong is dead, already dead on the Snow Mountain. Do you think making a fake sound can scare us?"
Wu Youxia scolded sharply.
"Oh? Do you think I'm lying to you?"
The fog became thinner and thinner, and a shadowy figure appeared in front of Wu Youchun and Wu Youxia.
The two people looked closely. As the thin smoke dispersed, a young man walked out with his hands behind his back. Xu Hao, who had been seriously injured before, had fully recovered and was standing behind the young man.
And Hun Qi, who was extremely fearful to the two of them, was also standing behind the young man at this time.
This young man is Qin Lang.
Qin Lang stood in front of the two of them and looked at them with a joking look, which immediately made them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.
"This...this is impossible!"
Wu Yuxia jumped up and shouted.
Wu Youchun also looked disbelieving and looked at Qin Lang carefully.
"Could it be that he has a brother?"
Wu Youxia asked suddenly and whimsically.
"Oh, some people really won't look back until they hit the wall, and they won't shed tears until they see the coffin!"
Qin Lang sighed softly and stamped his feet suddenly.
'Bang...'
Wu Youxia was so frightened that he ducked aside, only to find that nothing happened to him and Wu Youchun. While the two were hesitating, they heard miserable shouts not far behind them.
The two people quickly turned their heads and looked back, and saw that the row of tents seemed to have been cut by a knife. In fact, all the tents were broken and collapsed!
Countless people were covering their arms, their legs were rolling, and the blood on the ground was stained on both sides of the road!
This is the power of Qin Lang's stamp just now!
The second form of the Heaven and Earth Martial Art is to step on the sky thunder, release the true energy, and kill people from a distance!
Except for Wu Youchun and Wu Youxia, none of the thirty-odd people in the Wu family are still intact.
These are the more than 30 most elite descendants of the Wu family, and all of them were disabled after this kick!
"This...are you really Qin Changkong?"
Wu Youxia pointed at Qin Lang, his old face turned eggplant color.
"what you think?"
Qin Lang stretched out his hand and gently grabbed Wu Youxia!
Wu Youxia felt a powerful force grabbing his chest and pulling him towards Qin Lang.
At this time, Wu Youxia couldn't help but fell into Qin Lang's hands without even the strength to resist.
"Blood debts require blood to compensate. If you dare to kill at my doorstep, you should know that sooner or later you will be retaliated by me!"
Qin Lang said, clenching into a fist.
Wu Youxia's neck was still half a meter away from his palm, and like a duck that had its neck strangled, it made a suffocating sound and died immediately.
When Wu Youchun saw this scene, he could no longer think of confrontation. His legs softened and he knelt on the ground: "Grandmaster Qin, all this is my fault. I only hope that Grandmaster Qin will not bring harm to his family.
Spare the lives of the rest of my Wu family, I, Wu Youchun, am willing to commit suicide to apologize!"
Qin Lang glanced at him lightly: "Want to die? Tell me first, who hurt Hun Qi!"
Qin Lang took Xu Yanran and Su Chun directly back to Deshan Col. He first cured Xu Hao, and then his spiritual consciousness revealed that Hun Qi was trapped in an open space outside Deshan Col with a small formation. He was covered in blood.
It was covered with silver charms, like a mummy.
The other party didn't deal with him, just because Hun Qi's will was still resisting and unwilling to surrender.
Of course he will not surrender, because his will only surrenders to Qin Lang!
Qin Lang strolled over and directly destroyed the small corpse trap, destroying all the silver talismans on Hun Qi's body.
He believed that if these silver charms were destroyed, someone would naturally come to know about them.
Of course, during this process, he decided to deal with the Wu family first.
The beard on Wu Youchun's face trembled: "Yes, Wudang Clan Grandmaster Zhang Qitian!"
Grandmaster?
Qin Lang couldn't help but become interested, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Very good, you can die!"
As he said that, Qin Lang slapped Wu Youchun's forehead lightly with his palm.
"you……"
The moment Wu Youchun saw Qin Lang's palm taking the photo, he concentrated his life's energy and faced Qin Lang's palm.
"Humph, the light of fireflies!"
Qin Lang snorted, not caring about Wu Youchun's reaction at all, and still landed a palm.
Wu Youchun felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down in front of him. As soon as he raised his hands, they were all slapped down and pressed on his own head. His head was like a heavy hammer, with a bang.
Broken to pieces!
'Plop...'
Wu Youchun's body fell to the ground like a rag bag.
Qin Lang took another look at the thirty or so Xue family disciples not far away who were still struggling and screaming in pain. With a rub of his hands, the bodies of these Xue family disciples immediately turned into balls of blood mist, and they were all dead!
Xu Hao, who was standing behind Qin Lang, trembled all over when he saw this scene, and his awe for Qin Lang was even greater.
"If you dare to offend my Qin family, you will be killed without mercy!"
Qin Lang said something coldly, and then stepped forward. After walking for more than ten steps, Qin Lang stopped and shouted in a certain direction: "As a master, don't you feel ashamed to hide yourself?" (To be continued.)