This valley has undergone some changes from when Yi Feng came before.
It looks like something was arranged last night.
Because the deeper you go, the trees become fewer and fewer, which is very different from what Qingyang saw when he passed by last time.
It seems that these mysterious people cut down the trees here.
Although I don't know why they decided to cut down the tree.
But judging from the current situation, it shouldn't be a good thing.
As Qingyang deepened, there began to be movement on the surrounding cliffs.
A dwarf man hiding in the dark watched Qingyang walking deeper, and then kept looking for something behind him.
"That's not right. Sixth Brother said he would bring this man to the valley. Why is he here now but Sixth Brother is not here?"
The dwarf man looked at Qingyang's relaxed look with great confusion, but he didn't know how many doubts arose in his heart.
You must know that their sixth brother is a fifth-level warrior himself, and he is very thoughtful. Even if he is dealing with ordinary strong men of the same level, he is sure of victory.
For such a person, it is impossible to say that something unexpected happened here.
And Qingyang has already arrived here, and everything is proceeding in an orderly manner according to plan.
"Huh? Ninth brother, why don't you speak?"
Just when the dwarf man was still muttering why his sixth brother hadn't appeared yet.
He suddenly found that his ninth brother, who had always been chatty, rarely spoke to him, and he suddenly felt bad.
In a blink of an eye, there was no trace of Qingyang in the valley!
He was suddenly shocked. Just when he was about to look for Qingyang's figure, he saw the eighth brother hiding opposite him in the distance, who seemed to be yelling something.
"Damn, it's too far away, I can't hear you clearly!"
The dwarf man was very anxious, but he still calmed down and looked at his eighth brother's mouth shape.
But just as he became more attentive and wanted to know what the other party was saying, he noticed that his eighth brother's expression seemed to be getting more anxious.
"Don't you understand yet? I understand everything. He told you to be careful, dwarf."
"Hmm!!! Ah!!!!"
Just when the dwarf man could clearly see what his eighth brother was saying, a strange voice appeared in his ears like a ghost's whisper.
This made the dwarf and big man's heart freeze, and he immediately screamed inwardly.
But what if he found out now? Qingyang had already arranged everything well and pinched the man's palm with his backhand.
Finally, the yellow energy in his palm turned into a rope, trapping the person tightly.
This made the dwarf man's face turn pale, and then he looked to his side in great horror.
I saw that my talkative ninth brother had his throat sealed with a sword, and blood flowed all over the floor!
The moment Qingyang was discovered by them, he also discovered them! And taking advantage of their unpreparedness, he used some body and martial arts skills to sneak around behind them and kill them silently.
His ninth brother!
"Damn it! How dare you!"
Just when the dwarf man wanted to say more, a voice suddenly sounded that made the dwarf man feel even more happy.
I saw a thin man running out of nowhere, and with a slash of his sword, he knocked Qingyang back.
This thin man Qingyang had seen before, he was one of the three people who talked by the well in the village before.
Qingyang remembered that this guy seemed to be called Lao Si.
And its strength is obviously not weak.
The dark blue Yuanli is a precursor to breaking through to level six.
This person has already reached the neck of this level. Once this person is promoted successfully, Qingyang has no confidence in killing this person.
Although he possesses many martial arts skills and has the experience of becoming a great saint.
But after all, his current body only has level three Yuan Power. It is already very difficult to kill a level five warrior, but Qingyang doesn't have much confidence in actually fighting against a level six warrior.
But the good news is that this thin man is obviously still far from breaking through the thin film between levels five and six.
However, the dwarf man was also a fifth-level warrior, so Qingyang felt that it was impossible for them to join forces.
So I simply changed my expression and made a gesture with one hand: "Restraint rope, explode!"
"What!"
"Ah!!! Poof!!"
Qingyang didn't want any other unexpected events to occur, so he didn't want to leave the dwarf man alone and directly used martial arts to detonate his own energy.
Although the force of the explosion was not strong, it directly broke both of the dwarf man's wrists, causing him to lose his ability to move.
Moreover, the remnants of the explosion also gutted his internal organs, and the blood spurted out contained fragments of internal organs. It was obvious that he would not survive.
Because of this sudden explosion, the thin man was caught off guard and was stunned for a moment.
Because of this moment of sluggishness, Qingyang was not polite to this guy. He picked up the long sword with his backhand, and with the blessing of Yuanli, he let out a dragon roar.
This is the Mountain and Sea Dragon Roaring Fist!
This is Feixian Palace's signature martial skill. If Qingyang is not confident enough to kill his opponent, he will never use this martial skill.
There are only thin men here now.
And how could this man withstand such heaven-level martial arts as the Mountain and Sea Dragon Roaring Fist?
"cough......"
This thin man obviously didn't have as much knowledge as the young man who died in Qingyang's hands before.
You know, the young man guessed Qingyang's identity as soon as he saw Da Qian Yi Zhi.
But after seeing the Shan Hai Dragon Roaring Fist, this thin man felt the hairs on his body standing on end, and he had no time to think of any solution.
Instead, he looked at Qingyang with some fear, and then used all his energy to try to block Qingyang's thunderous strike.
Pfft.
The thin man's martial arts skills were like a thin layer of paper in front of the long sword, unable to stop him at all.
The dragon chanting sword turned into the power of mountains and rivers, even if Qingyang used it with the third level of Yuan Power.
This martial skill still makes ordinary warriors feel boundless despair.
The thin man just watched helplessly as the sword pierced his chest, but there was nothing he could do.
Blood spurted out of the man's body like a fountain, but Qingyang's body immediately rushed out without any delay.
At this moment, his figure appeared in the valley again.
And then, a big man with a broken arm came out from nowhere and looked at Qingyang with an angry face.
This person is the eighth brother who waved to the dwarf man.
"You actually killed the fourth brother, seventh brother and ninth brother!"
The man's face was full of anger, as if Qingyang had done something unscrupulous.
Qingyang could feel that this man valued brotherhood, which resonated with him very much.
But even so, this cannot be the reason why Qingyang will let him go.
The two sides have different positions. These people are obviously doing something shameful. Since Qingyang is clearly a disciple of the Cang Yue Sect, it is logical that he will stand up to stop their barbaric behavior.
"Sorry, you have to die too."
Qingyang sighed, turned his sword with a dark expression, and was about to step forward to kill the man with the broken arm.
Ouch!!!
But at this moment, a roar of tigers resounded throughout the valley, shaking the earth.
The valley that was originally covered with white snow actually looked like a small avalanche was about to appear because of this roar.
This scene made Qingyang's eyes tremble. He looked at the terrifyingly long giant tiger that was two feet tall and at least four feet long.