Chapter 381 The Threat From the Yuanshen Realm, Fight!

"I'm Yang Feng, I don't know what you're doing by blocking my way." Yang Feng, the leader of the convoy, drove his horse to the front and said with his hands raised.

They are the caravan under Wu Sheng and have been traveling between Kyoto and Yongzhou.

This time the Shen family moved collectively to Kyoto, and a group of fifteen people secretly received the order to participate in the escort.

Yang Feng could tell that the armored middle-aged man in front of him could control the rainbow light, and his cultivation level was at least a Xiantian realm martial artist.

They are far from rivals.

Immediately, Yang Feng's heart was raised to his throat, and he held the knife tightly in his hand, not even daring to take a breath.

Even so, they did not back down.

Now they all know that Shen Qing has made rapid progress since entering Beijing, and his future is limitless.

If they can establish this relationship, it will be of great benefit to them.

So they have been working diligently and extremely seriously along the way.

Xue Zhao glanced at Yang Feng and didn't pay much attention.

He looked past Yang Feng and landed on the Shen flag behind Yang Feng. He asked with a smile, "Is Shen Qing's family among them?"

Yang Feng's brows twitched, and he immediately had a bad feeling. He opened his mouth to fool him.

However, before he could say a single word, an unparalleled momentum burst out from the middle-aged man in front of him, like a flash flood, unstoppable.

The clothes on Yang Feng's body were swaying in the wind, and his clothes were flying and making a sound.

The horse under the seat felt this terrifying pressure, with a look of horror in its eyes, kicking its hooves wildly, and retreating, instinctively wanting to escape.

If Yang Feng hadn't tightened his grip on the reins, he would have escaped long ago.

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng looked at Xue Zhao again, his eyes changed slightly and his throat went dry.

He has seen the power of innate martial arts masters. The power displayed by this middle-aged man is much stronger than that of the innate realm, and his cultivation is definitely above the innate realm.

Just when Yang Feng and others were thinking wildly, the middle-aged man Xue Zhao said to Yang Feng with a smile but not a smile: "I advise you to tell the truth, otherwise you will be deceived twice. I will be furious and open to you." Kill."

Xue Zhao's threat carried a bit of cold murderous intent, making Yang Feng and others' expressions tremble.

"Let me ask you again, are Shen Qing's family members among them?"

Strong fear surged out from Yang Feng's heart, completely overshadowing his rationality and morality, and he hesitated to say one word: "Yes..."

"Very good." Xue Zhao was very satisfied with Yang Feng's performance. He walked forward and said as he walked.

Facing this extremely powerful Xue Zhao, everyone in the team showed fear. This sense of oppression was like a dark cloud, making everyone almost breathless.

Many people subconsciously made way for Xue Zhao.

There were martial artists in the convoy who couldn't stand it, and couldn't help showing a bit of contempt for the actions of Yang Feng and others.

He walked out directly and stood in front of Xue Zhao without any fear. He stopped and shouted: "Stop! We have no grievances with you and leave quickly, otherwise our boss will not be able to spare you."

Hearing this, Xue Zhao raised his eyelids and looked forward. His face was calm, not even a trace of anger showing.

The martial artist who stood up saw deep indifference in Xue Zhao's eyes.

In Xue Zhao's eyes, his behavior was as ridiculous as... an ant.

The martial artist felt a rush of blood rushing to his head. He drew his sword, raised his arms and shouted: "I was raised by my parents, what the hell are you so proud of? Master Shen treats me very well, how can I sit back and watch his family fall into this trap?" In the hands of this thief, kill him!"

He clamped the horse's belly and rushed forward with his knife.

Poof!

When the martial artist rushed in front of Xue Zhao, the sword he swung out saw a flash of cold light before it fell, and he and the mount he was sitting on were split into two without even a scream.

Glancing at the ugly corpses on the left and right sides, Xue Zhao said coldly: "The courage to seek death deserves a commendation!"

A faint smile finally appeared on Xue Zhao's face.

He moved on and pointed.

A carriage in the convoy was immediately torn apart, revealing the scene inside.

"ah!"

Aunt Wang screamed and looked panicked.

As for Shen Fang and others, they did not give in too much.

Tian Xiaohu and others gritted their teeth and stood by the carriage, layers of cold sweat dripping down their backs.

Xue Zhao saw that the faces of the people in the carriage were somewhat similar to the Shen Qing he had seen. He knew that he had made no mistake and nodded with satisfaction.

Uncle Shen Er gritted his teeth and looked at Xue Zhao and said submissively: "I don't know this sir. How did I offend you? Do you want me to say it clearly? Maybe there is some misunderstanding here?"

"So what if it's a misunderstanding? It's just that I killed a few wrong ants. If you kill the wrong ones, you are wrong. It's better to catch the wrong ones than let them go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Zhao gently flicked his sleeves.

In an instant, the martial arts masters standing in front of him were like dead leaves swept down by the strong wind. They vomited blood and flew backwards, falling heavily to the ground.

They struggled to stand up, but it was in vain. Their bodies were trembling and their breath was dying. It seemed that even breathing was extremely difficult.

Under everyone's surprised gazes, he died completely of exhaustion and turned into corpses.

Everyone in the convoy was so angry that they didn’t dare to show off anymore.

The gap is too big.

They had no chance of winning.

Tian Xiaohu's face was pale, and beads of sweat fell uncontrollably from his forehead, down his cheeks, and onto his chin. They gathered into drops and fell to the ground with a thud.

Close, close!

Tian Xiaohu watched Xue Zhao leisurely walking towards them, and his heart gradually sank to the bottom.

Are you going to die?

No, we can’t just surrender.

I am so ashamed of Qingzi for supporting him all the way.

Tian Xiaohu shouted: "Run!"

After saying that, he rushed forward, intending to stop Xue Zhaoyiji with his body.

"court death!"

At this critical moment, a bright crack suddenly opened in the sky.

A ray of golden light was like a meteor streaking through the night sky, whizzing down from nine days away, turning into a sharp-edged golden arrow that looked like a spear of the gods, speeding towards Xue Zhao's position.

Xue Zhao's heart trembled, and he felt a terrible pressure.

He did not dare to be careless at all, and his figure instantly turned into an afterimage, retreating hundreds of meters in an attempt to avoid the arrow's lock.

What he didn't expect was that the golden arrow seemed to have spirituality, ignoring the distance in space, tightly locking Xue Zhao's Qi, following him like a shadow.

Even if he tried his best, he couldn't escape its pursuit.

The arrow traveled through the void, as fast as lightning, and arrived in front of Xue Zhao's eyes in an instant, bringing with it a heart-stopping strong wind.

Xue Zhao looked shocked and hurriedly gathered all his spiritual energy to form an indestructible blue shield in an attempt to block it.

There was a loud bang, shaking the heaven and the earth!

The golden arrow collided with the spiritual shield, and a dazzling light burst out, lighting up the world like the scorching sun in the sky.

The huge impact made the surrounding convoys sweep away leaves like autumn wind, causing people to flip over, dust flying, and a mess.

"Who dares to attack in secret?!"

Xue Zhao's face was ashen, and his angry shouts echoed across the world. He felt terrible pressure from the arrows, and the opponent's cultivation level was probably not inferior to his.

No one answered at the scene.

Just as he was about to fly up, the other party responded.

Xue Zhao's eyes suddenly widened.

On the distant sky, a dense rain of golden arrows appeared, covering the sky and the sun, completely covering the area where Xue Zhao was.

Every single one of them is like stars falling from the sky.

Boom!

The mountains and rivers trembled, and golden arrows fell like raindrops.

Shake the mountains and rivers, and change the color of the world.

A ray of light like the sun rose slowly and rumbled where Xue Zhao was.

When the last ray of light dissipated, Xue Zhao's figure gradually emerged.

Under the baptism of a wave of arrows, his clothes were ragged, his long hair was disheveled, his armor was in pieces, and there were many bloody wounds exposed, making him look particularly embarrassed.

His eyes were like a torch, staring at the eastern sky, and he saw a brilliant rainbow light piercing the sky and approaching quickly.

That familiar figure is not Shen Qing, who is it?

A trace of disbelief flashed in Xue Zhao's eyes, and he laughed again after a moment: "Okay, okay, I originally thought of using these people to lure me out of the capital, but I didn't expect you to come out on your own initiative. This also saved me a lot of effort."

Xue Zhao's figure suddenly rose from the ground, like a dragon rising out of the sea, with magnificent momentum.

His soul was highly condensed and resonated with the heaven and earth. The scabbard on his waist flicked, and a long knife containing endless ice power came out of the air. The blue light flashed and instantly rose to a height of nearly a hundred meters.

"cut!"

With a loud shout, the long knife in front of Xue Zhao was like a galaxy falling from the sky. With a cold killing intent and supreme pressure, it slashed hard towards where Shen Qing was.

When Shen Qing saw this, his expression suddenly changed, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

The strong wind blew against his face, and even though he hadn't touched it yet, he could already feel the terrifying power contained in this sword.

If he were to be beheaded, even if he had the Six Paths of Reincarnation, no matter how powerful his body was, it would definitely not be comfortable.

Shen Qing didn't dare to be careless in the slightest.

He harnessed the rainbow light and performed the Great Movement of the Void Technique. His body twisted and folded in the void like a ghost, and instantly spanned a distance of tens of meters, skillfully avoiding the sword light that could crack mountains and rocks.

The long knife whizzed down, carrying a heaven-destroying momentum, and landed on a towering mountaintop.

Rumble…

I saw a flash of blue light, and the mountaintop was split in two by a huge force. The top part of the mountain suddenly slid down, and with a loud rumbling sound, it turned into countless gravel rolling down, causing dust to fly, covering the entire mountain. The sky blocks out the sun.

The entire mountain peak collapsed completely at this moment and turned into ruins.

Shen Qing, who was standing aside, was silent when he saw this.

Is this the true power of the Yuanshen realm?

No wonder Xue Zhao can become an army with just one general. This fear alone is enough to be worth thousands of troops.

It is true that those who can become a noble family are not just ordinary people like local tycoons.

"Um?"

When Xue Zhao saw Shen Qing avoiding his sword, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

But this surprise was fleeting.

He took a step forward, held the long knife tightly with both hands, and galloped towards Shen Qing, roaring angrily: "Shuzi, give my son his life. I will pay for it with your blood today!"

A thousand meters away is just a short distance to him.

When Shen Qing saw this, the sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath and lay across his chest.

Bang!

The two knives collided together.

In an instant, the spiritual power of the two people surged like a tidal wave, and the aftermath spread in all directions, causing the surrounding mountains and forests to twist and collapse.

Shen Qing felt an overwhelming force surge in from his arm, as if it was going to destroy all his bones and tendons.

His eyes were sharp, and the holy blood in his body was surging, boiling like golden lava, giving his flesh and blood body unprecedented toughness and strength, and he was able to withstand Xue Zhao's terrifying offensive.

This scene surprised Xue Zhao.

The precious sword in his hand was made of blood shadow steel found by the Xue family. It could cut iron like mud and perfectly matched with the Yuanshen.

At this moment, this supreme divine weapon could not move forward under Shen Qing's sword and was blocked by the ancient long sword in his hand.

What was even more incredible was that Shen Qing could stand firmly under such heavy pressure without any intention of retreating.

You know, when they fought last time, Shen Qing was still a martial artist in the Lingxu realm, and he should have been easily crushed in front of him.

Could it be that... Shen Qing had broken through to the Yuanshen realm in such a short time? ! !

In an instant, Xue Zhao's heart was filled with shock and waves.

If this was true, it would be too terrible.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Xue Zhao was unwilling to accept this fact.

He did not kill Shen Qing with one blow, but his eyes became more blazing, like two burning flames.

Xue Zhao raised his arms above his head, and the long sword whistled out, like a dragon emerging from the sea, slashing in succession.

Each sword contained a terrifying force that could split mountains and rocks, and slashed down madly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!!"

The air burst into a deafening roar under this series of heavy blows, and the powerful murderous aura was like a violent storm, cutting the surrounding air into pieces.

Shen Qing's embroidered robes turned into flying pieces under this force, revealing his skin that was tightly attached to his clothes.

The swords and shadows intertwined, and the fight between the two became more and more intense. They kept fighting, and every collision caused a circle of visible vibration ripples.

Suddenly, there was a dull "puff" sound.

Shen Qing was unable to dodge and was slashed.

His iron-hard skin was easily broken like paper, and blood gushed out instantly, staining his clothes red. The wound was torn and frightening.

Shen Qing did not panic because of this.

He used the Great Void Movement Technique to distance himself from Xue Zhao, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and concentrated, and the Six Paths of Reincarnation in his body suddenly started to work.

The wound was suddenly full of crystal luster, and golden light continued to bloom from it, full of sacred air.

Under this brilliance, those hideous wounds began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, granulation grew, and soon healed and recovered.

As a general in the court, Xue Zhao naturally had an extraordinary vision. He recognized at a glance that the skill used by Shen Qing was a supreme treasure skill.

Considering the recent rumors that Shen Qing kept going in and out of the royal arsenal, he was afraid that he would have a lot of gains in the arsenal this time.

If he took such a skill, it would definitely become the foundation of the Xue family, enough to make up for the loss of his heirs.

Xue Zhao was so excited that he wanted to take this precious skill for himself. He said condescendingly: "Your skill is quite amazing. If you are willing to hand it over, I can give you a decent death! How about it?" (End of this chapter)