Chapter 198 Killing the body in seconds, bursting Yang Fan
A fierce aura emerged, and Qin Yang's body began to burn with blazing white flames. Only the tongue of the fire was glowing with a hint of orange.
The blazing Wutong Flame in the body has completely let go of its restraints, no longer spending energy to control it, and instead allows the flame to burn and temper the body from the inside out.
While liberating part of his energy, he also covered his body with sycamore flames, increasing his killing power.
Hua Xiangrong is a Qi-refining monk. His physical body is much stronger than that of ordinary people, but he is many times worse than a serious body-refining monk. If not, he would not have been almost burnt to charcoal by the Wutong flames.
Yang Fan didn't know what kind of evil method he practiced. He didn't seem to be a body-refining monk, but his physical strength was far superior to that of a qi-refining monk, and his vitality was extremely tenacious.
Qin Yang punched out, and the fist was attached with the Destruction Thunder, but he couldn't even kill him with one punch.
Now, the two of them were injured more and more, and it was impossible to escape. In such a place where flight was impossible, they all relied on their feet, and no one could escape Qin Yang's pursuit.
Qin Yang is strong, so the two of them can only survive if they work together and kill Qin Yang first.
Qin Yang slowly stepped out and walked towards the two of them step by step, unhurriedly, but their expressions became more solemn.
The dead body stood in front of Hua Xiangrong, surrounded by deathly aura. In the gloomy silence, filled with resentment, gray smoke rose into the sky, transforming into countless distorted human faces, with crazy curses and wailing, facing Qin
The sun roared.
Hua Xiangrong lowered her head slightly, her body was charred, her face was twisted in pain, but her eyes were cold. She seemed to be enduring the severe pain, and she was very calm inside. A silver light hovered on her wrist, waiting for the opportunity, waiting for the opportunity.
move.
The blood on Yang Fan's body was like a spring. After flowing to the ground, it spread out, turning the area dozens of feet around into a place where blood was boiling.
"Ta-ta-ta..."
In the deathly silent atmosphere, Qin Yang's footsteps were clearly audible, and every step seemed to be stepping on the beat of their heartbeats.
When Qin Yang was about to walk a hundred feet in front of the two of them, Qin Yang's figure suddenly disappeared.
After blinking, he saw a deep footprint on the ground where Qin Yang had just stood. The hard black stone under his feet, like a crisp bluestone, instantly shattered several feet!
But the earth here cannot withstand the force of Qin Yang's kick!
Hua Xiangrong and Yang Fan felt the crisis coming at the same time. The crisis was like a drumbeat, passing by and emerging again and again.
Suddenly, the expressions of both of them changed.
When he reaches this state, his spiritual sense surges and his perception is extremely sharp. Qin Yang is as powerful as a rainbow, and his murderous intention is undisguised. In this case, no matter who Qin Yang kills first, both of them will feel it first. This is the autumn wind that has not yet arrived.
The realm of the cicada prophet.
But at this moment, the sense of crisis in my heart seems to be ebbing and flowing, rising and falling, rising and falling several times in the blink of an eye.
In other words, in the blink of an eye, Qin Yang's target switched between the two dozens of times!
Neither of them is sure who Qin Yang will attack first.
Although the body-refining warriors have magical powers derived from the physical body, the strongest one is still the indestructible physical body. With the physical body, they can withstand sword energy, spiritual light, and magical weapons, but they can also produce the power of dragons and elephants themselves.
, every move and every move will contain the most terrifying pure power.
The two of them have seen it before, and in their current situation, if Qin Yang gets close to them, no one can stop Qin Yang's iron fist.
At this moment, no one expected that Qin Yang would play such a trick after taking action.
For a moment, the two of them couldn't care less and could only fight back at the same time.
The silver light was bright, turning into a storm of light blades, slashing forward.
The blood wave rolled, leaped ten feet, and strangled towards the front.
However, at the moment of taking action, the sense of crisis that was wildly rising in their hearts suddenly dissipated.
Silver blades of light, blood waves rolling, and all strangled away, there was nothing in front of them...
The two of them turned back instantly, only to see Qin Yang appearing more than a hundred feet away from the side, holding the dead body's neck with one hand and lifting it in mid-air.
The dead body's limbs were twisted into strange shapes, and it was obvious that it could no longer move. The blazing white flames enveloped the dead body, burning away all the life and resentment in its body.
No matter how hard the dead body struggles, it can't break away at all. Those deadly resentments can't even break through the burning Wutong flames on Qin Yang's body.
The Wutong Flame is a spiritual fire that evolved from the tail flame of the Wutong Flame, which burned the sacred tree Wutong for thousands of years. Although it is not a sacred fire, the nemesis of evil, it still has a trace of the magic of the Wutong Divine Flame. In addition,
The upper body itself is a scorching spiritual fire, so it can only be broken through by mere death and resentment.
"The old woman was sleeping peacefully in the coffin, but you dug her out and turned into a dead body. She still maintains her original appearance. I'm afraid your dead body has not yet been completed. Today I will do a good deed and let the old woman rest in peace.
."
Qin Yang held the dead body with one hand, and the flames on his body suddenly surged, with a blazing white halo. A wisp of orange on the flames flashed and leaped forward, like a divine bird in the fire, spreading its wings and ready to fly.
After struggling for a few times, his body turned into charcoal and could no longer struggle.
At this moment, Qin Yang suddenly felt that he could actually use his skills.
This means that Hua Xiangrong has not completely turned into a dead body, and it also means that her control over the dead body has completely dissipated at this moment, and the dead body has completely turned into a corpse.
As soon as he had an idea, he used his skill and took out a blue skill book. Qin Yang threw the dead body aside, holding a blue light ball in his hand, and patted it on his head.
Opposite them, Hua Xiangrong and Yang Fan both had ugly expressions on their faces.
Who would have thought that Qin Yang's seemingly murderous attack, with murderous intentions constantly switching between the two, was not intended to confuse the two of them and make them unsure of who they were going to deal with.
It was a pure feint that made the two of them fearful and care about one thing at the expense of the other, so that Qin Yang could take the opportunity to kill the dead body first.
Just that moment of confusion and hesitation gave Qin Yang enough opportunity and time to easily kill the dead body first.
The dead body is not strong enough, but it can barely join in the battle. One more person means more strength, not to mention the dead body has thick skin and can continue to fight even if its neck is broken.
Moreover, his perception is even more acute. Even when Qin Yang pretends to be dead, the withered and dead energy he exudes can be seen through by his dead body even when he is pretending to be dead.
In close combat, this keenest sense is of great use.
But now, he was on the street in the blink of an eye.
The two of them looked at the charcoal that Qin Yang casually threw aside, feeling chilled in their hearts.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the ground under Qin Yang's feet was once again exploded by the terrifying force of the shock when Qin Yang stepped on it, and Qin Yang's figure disappeared in an instant.
Suddenly, silver light soared into the sky, and countless silver lights around Hua Xiangrong turned into crescent moon-like light blades, protecting her from all directions, like a meat grinder, killing everything that dared to get close.
This move is useless for others, but it is extremely useful for Qin Yang, who is a huge threat at close range.
"Ding ding ding..."
The dense sound of gold and iron clashing together formed a long and sharp roar, which was extremely harsh.
In the silver light, Qin Yang carried a black pot on his head and walked through the silver light rain. Although the speed was fast, it was not so fast that he disappeared in an instant.
The moment Qin Yang appeared, a cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and he suddenly stepped on the blood wave beneath him.
Suddenly, the blood wave jumped ten feet high, like the waves of a mountain torrent, pressing towards the place where Qin Yang was.
Hua Xiangrong's eyes flashed, and she immediately cooperated with Yang Fan's attack. The silver light turned from defense to offense, like a silver tornado, turning upside down and covering Qin Yang.
The blood wave captured it and turned into a big bloody hand, which was more than ten feet in size, and was violently discharged into the silver-edged tornado.
The bloody hand was strangled and shattered by the silver blade, but it did not dissipate directly. Instead, it was broken into pieces and turned into blood mist. Following the gap between the silver blades, Qin Yang was enveloped with a sudden sound.
It's just a black pot. It can block the storm turned by the silver light blade, but it can't block the all-pervasive blood mist.
Instantly, a deafening roar sounded under the black pot, and Qin Yang waved the black pot and turned it wildly.
"Boom boom boom..."
The earth shattered, the silver blades flew, and the blood mist was forced back a little. The violent power fluctuations turned into ripples and spread crazily around.
Yang Fan shouted sharply, and the blood that had dispersed under his feet suddenly gathered together and turned into a blood dragon, rushing into the blood mist.
However, at this moment, Yang Fan's heart suddenly felt alarmed, and his hair suddenly stood on end. A great terror between life and death enveloped his whole body in an instant.
There was no time to think about it, and the body jumped up instinctively.
But the moment he just jumped up, he saw a hand burning with flames extending from his belly.
Yang Fan screamed in pain, his eyes turned red, and as soon as he thought about it, the blood in his belly began to resist, and behind him, a demonic head with blood gathered appeared.
The next moment, the hand that penetrated from the abdomen disappeared.
Yang Fan turned around and saw a blood hole as big as a bowl in his upper right abdomen. The wound did not bleed, but had been burned to coke, which directly stopped the bleeding.
Qin Yang stood dozens of feet away, holding a piece of liver filled with blood in his hand. He let the burning Wutong flames on his body turn the liver into ashes. When he looked at Yang Fan, he had a look of regret on his face.
At this time, the "Qin Yang" in the silver light and blood mist grinned, swung the black pot fiercely, turned the black pot into a sharp blade, and threw it towards the real Qin Yang.
At this time, blood mist and silver light passed together, and the body of "Qin Yang" disappeared with a bang, leaving only a hair. In an instant, it was strangled and completely disappeared.
Qin Yang looked at the flying black pot and remained motionless, looking at the two of them quietly.
It wasn't until the black pot flew towards him that Qin Yang reached out in vain and grabbed the edge of the black pot.
"Bang!"
A dull loud sound was heard from Qin Yang's palm, and his feet sank three inches into the earth, which shows the force of the flying black pot.
"I only have one magic weapon that can be used as a shield. Why don't you stop me?" Qin Yang bared his teeth and smiled, quite surprised. The two of them were so alert that they didn't intercept it at all.
The ruddy color on Yang Fan's face faded rapidly, and his breath was constantly weakening. Two kidneys were removed before, and now even the liver was removed. If he hadn't reacted quickly, Qin Yang would have pierced the back of his heart with a blow just now.
Crush his heart.
However, even though he was missing two kidneys and liver, he was still alive and still had the strength to fight, which shocked Qin Yang. His vitality was really terrifying.
In the distance, Hua Xiangrong's eyes shone coldly, full of fear. If she had no way to escape and tried her best to fight Qin Yang, who still had at least 90% of his fighting strength, she would have run away long ago.
"Insidious, cunning, unexpected, I really underestimated you!" Hua Xiangrong's voice was cold and cold, but there was a trace of unconcealable fear in her originally emotionless voice.
"Yeah, I didn't expect that I was deceived by you from the beginning." Yang Fan coughed out a mouthful of blood. Before the blood hit the ground, it flew to the blood hole in his abdomen, turned into a layer of blood, and blocked the blood hole.
From the first blow, the start of killing the body has been laid out. As a body cultivator, the control over the body is absolutely terrifying. It is impossible to control the direction and speed of one's own blood flow.
But that's not the case. In order to speed up the impact, you have to rely on the power of counter-shock. This impact method will indeed speed up a bit, but it will lose control.
For a monk, control is the first element, followed by strength.
But in the first blow, Qin Yang achieved the result, killing him instantly with one blow. This made the two of them immediately understand that Qin Yang lost that little control, but gained stronger speed and power. With the blessing of speed and power,
Let him kill him.
In other words, the lost control is dispensable to Qin Yang.
As for the second attack, the moment it rushed out, the force of the counter-shock shattered the ground again, throwing up large chunks of gravel, which was even more exaggerated than the first attack.
Who would have thought that this time it was just a disguise. The moment he rushed out, the real Qin Yang had already hidden behind those huge gravels and flew sideways along with the largest piece of gravel.
While he restrained his breath, another clone rushed near Hua Xiangrong.
With the previous record of instantly killing him with one blow, whoever dared to distract himself from the surroundings would have no way of discovering that the real Qin Yang had long been hiding aside.
The clones are not strong enough. If they fight against either of these two people, they will be killed. But who makes this black pot too hard? As long as it can be blocked by the black pot, there is no fear of being killed.
The clone only needs to attract attention and make a huge noise. The bigger the power fluctuation, the better. It only needs to be a cannon fodder tank to attract firepower.
Therefore, the moment Yang Fan took action with all his strength, the real Qin Yang took action without hesitation.
It's a pity that this product was not sold instantly...
It just pissed him off...
Qin Yang was filled with regret, because there was only one chance for this kind of trick.
"Qin Yang, it won't do you any good if you kill me. I know you want to get the Sea Burial Secret Code, but unfortunately, the treasure scroll recording the Sea Burial Secret Code is not on me at all." Yang Fan bent down slightly,
The blood on his face disappeared quickly, and his aura continued to fade.
"The treasure scroll is in my father's tomb. As long as you stop making peace with me, I will make an oath to take you to get the treasure scroll!"
Qin Yang pondered for a moment, with a serious look on his face.
"No, I still think it's best to kill you. I don't believe a word you say."
"Qin, please don't push me. Pushing me too hard will do no good to everyone!" Yang Fan had a gloomy face, his eyes were blood red, and he was already a little crazy.
On the other side, Hua Xiangrong also retreated a little, with fear in her eyes, a cold voice, and her words seemed to indicate defeat.
"Qin Yang, let it go. From now on, all grudges will be resolved. If I escape now, you may not be able to keep both of us. Are you coming to kill me, or are you staying to kill him?"
Hua Xiangrong stepped back little by little and stared at Qin Yang.
Qin Yang was slightly startled, what this girl said made sense.
If the two of them escaped separately, they would definitely stay and kill Yang Fan first, but Yang Fan is extremely tenacious, who knows how long it will take to kill him.
As long as Yang Fan delays a little longer, Hua Xiangrong's footsteps are not as good as his own, and there is finally hope of escaping.
Although there is little hope...
"Well, what you said makes sense. How about we give it a try? I let you run away first, and then I will chase you after I kill Yang Fan?" Qin Yang said it very casually, not caring whether Hua Xiangrong escaped or not.
Yes go.
No matter which choice it is, it is a dilemma for them.
She ran away, leaving only Yang Fan who was seriously injured. Qin Yang was sure that if he could kill him, his fortune would skyrocket in an instant.
And if she doesn't run away, who knows what other trump cards the two of them have, and it would be easy to hurt them both.
But if you kill two people at the same time, you have a 50-50 chance.