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Chapter 1425 The Hunt Begins!!!

Like three bolts of lightning, they rushed out of the city gate and headed straight out of the city.

Seeing this, Qiu Shaosheng curled up a meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth, and then he followed closely.

At the same time, Xuqi Sect's second elder Cao Feng and those lurking killers were observing in the dark.

They also revealed greedy and cunning smiles, knowing that a more intense contest was about to take place outside the city.

So they followed quietly, ready to seek their own interests in this dispute.

Among them are also spies and strong men from the Feihua Sect.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Maybe you can kill three birds with one stone!

But the three of them were very fast, which forced them to speed up.

But we can't let these people find out, which is really difficult.

But fortunately, at least I can follow their scent.

The three of them didn't know how many people would follow them secretly, but since Ying An said he would do it, the other two followed suit without any objection!

The three of them were moving very fast, beyond normal speed. Ying An also felt a breath following behind them.

Xuanzheng transmitted the message.

"Brother, there are a lot of people following us!"

"I'm afraid it's going to get out of hand!"

Obviously, Xuan Zheng was a little worried.

Ying An smiled slightly.

"Do you want to break through?"

A gleam of light flashed in the latter's eyes.

"That's a must!"

After saying this, Ying An sent a message to Qin Dao Ren, who nodded immediately.

"Don't worry, sir, everything is under control. But as Xuanzheng said, there are probably too many of them."

"Don't worry, this battle may be the turning point for the two of us. Then we can seek revenge on Feihua Sect."

Obviously, Ying An regarded this battle as an opportunity to break through.

To be honest, this is indeed too crazy, because it will completely collapse if you are not careful.

But now that things have come to this, the two of them can only fight together!

The moonlight was like a sharp blade, ruthlessly cutting through the silence of the dark forest. Ying An and Xuan Zheng's figures quickly flashed past in the interweaving of light and shadow.

Their breath condensed into frost in the cold night, and the distant and murderous sound of the Taoist Qin came from behind.

Like the whisper of death, it echoes in the dense forest, following closely and making people feel cold.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano changed abruptly, as violent as a storm, and every note seemed to be given life.

It transformed into a sharp sword beam, cut through the air, and came straight towards the two of them with a piercing whistling sound.

Seeing this, Ying An's eyes became stern and he swung his sword to meet the attack. The sword light was like a dragon, drawing brilliant tracks in the air.

It collided violently with those invisible sword beams, sparks flew, and illuminated the entire dense forest.

However, despite his best efforts, the invisible pressure came like a tide.

His heart sank as he realized this battle was much more difficult than he had imagined.

The piercing and sharp sound of the piano stabbed Xuan Zheng like a sharp knife!

"Humph, a mere junior dares to become my enemy!"

The Taoist Qin snorted coldly, and the sound of his Qin became more passionate, as if he wanted to bring the entire world under his control.

Ying An and Xuan Zheng looked at each other, both with determination in their eyes.

"Old scoundrel, my elder brother helped you break through, yet you turned against me. Today, even if my two brothers fight to the death, we will not let you achieve anything!"

They knew that today's battle would be a life or death battle, but only by giving their all could they have a chance of survival.

Chapter 1426 Two Heroes Fighting the Old Monster

Xuan Zheng's angry voice rang out like thunder, and Qin Dao Ren snorted coldly.

"People are evil, it's just that you are too naive!"

After hearing this, the two men burst into anger, and Ying An's sword became more powerful, and each sword contained all his strength.

Xuan Zhengze used his magic tricks one after another, trying to find the flaws in Qin Daoist.

The two cooperated seamlessly and engaged in a fierce battle with Qin Dao Ren.

However, Qin Dao Ren was too powerful and their attacks seemed to fall into nothingness.

Just when they were about to run out of strength, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the tip of Ying An's sword.

It soared into the sky, temporarily suppressing the sound of the Taoist Qin's zither.

"This is……".

Xuan Zheng looked at Ying An in surprise, and saw a determined light flashing in Ying An's eyes, as if he had made some decision.

"Xuan Zheng, we can't just sit there and wait for death!"

Ying An shouted, jumped up suddenly, and the sword in his hand flew directly towards Qin Dao Ren. Then a golden Rubik's Cube appeared in his hand.

Xuan Zheng's eyes were wide open, burning with rage, his face twisted like a devil from hell. His roar echoed through the valley, carrying with it endless madness and determination.

"Old thief, today my two brothers will kill you right here!!!"

The moonlight poured down, covering the dark valley with a layer of silver gauze, but it did not in the least reduce the tension and depression in the air.

Ying An stood tall and straight, and the golden Rubik's Cube in his hand seemed to be the source of his strength.

The endlessly flowing golden light was as dazzling as the stars, and every flash of light foreshadowed the powerful energy that was about to explode.

The golden chain danced at his fingertips like a snake emerging from its cave. Every swing was precise and powerful. The space seemed to tremble slightly underneath, demonstrating a power beyond the mortal world.

Xuan Zheng stuck close to Ying An, his bloodthirsty magic knife was like the scythe of the god of death, and every swing was accompanied by a low and shrill whistle.

The dark red on the blade seemed to be alive, releasing a heart-pounding aura, as if it could devour the energy and blood of all things in the world, making all living things tremble beneath it.

The two men stared at Taoist Qin with sharp eyes, and there was a deep chill in their eyes.

Even when facing those who had already reached the middle stage of the Dao Guarding Realm, there was not the slightest sign of hesitation or fear on their faces.

The air around seemed to be frozen by this tense confrontation; even the wind held its breath.

Taoist Qin smiled calmly, his movements extremely graceful. In a casual move, he sat upright on the throne carefully carved from white bones, with an indescribable majesty surrounding him.

The magic bone harp lay quietly on his knees. Each string seemed to contain endless magic power. It was as thin as a gossamer, but it made people feel cold and they dared not look directly at it.

With a light touch of his fingertips, the song "Ten Thousand Demons' Sorrow" suddenly resounded through the sky.

Wherever the sound waves passed, the grass and trees instantly lost their vitality, withered and died, and the air was filled with more than just the smell of death.

As the sound of the piano intensified, the surrounding space seemed to be torn apart by invisible hands, and a strong wind suddenly arose, sending sand and rocks flying.

Ying An and Xuan Zheng jumped up suddenly, the golden magic cube and the bloodthirsty magic knife reflected each other, turning into two streams of light, and pounced towards Qin Taoist.

However, the Taoist's fingers flew, and the sound of the piano turned into a sharp sound blade, colliding with the attacks of the two people, stirring up circles of ripples visible to the naked eye.

In an instant, the valley turned into dust, and the surrounding mountains also cracked and exploded!

The red shadow and the white bone light intertwined together, and Ying'an's golden Rubik's Cube showed amazing spatial power, sometimes trapping the enemy in another dimension, and sometimes appearing behind the enemy in an instant.

Xuan Zheng relied on the fierce attack of the bloodthirsty devil's sword, pressing forward step by step, vowing to kill Qin Dao Ren with his sword.

However, the Taoist Qin was always able to escape danger with the help of the strange sound waves of the Magic Bone Harp, and even counterattacked the two men by surprise.

Qiu Shaosheng couldn't help but click his tongue when he saw this scene.

As expected, the Taoist Qin, who had already reached the middle stage of the Dao Guarding Realm, was no longer someone the two of them could handle.

Chapter 1427: The Power of Xuanzheng

The sound of the piano was stirring, and the two were repelled by the terrifying sound waves. Feeling the murderous intent following them like a shadow, Ying An's eyes were filled with deep fear.

Taoist Qin also knew that these two guys were holding back, which made him even more amazed at their strength.

"Old dog, stop being so arrogant!!!"

As he spoke, the magic knife in Xuanzheng's hand let out a sharp whistling sound. After a loud bang, a storm arose around him!

In an instant, the sky turned as black as ink, dark clouds rolled in, blocking out the stars and the moonlight. Amidst the surging demonic energy, only two figures remained, confronting each other in this dark world.

On one side was Xuan Zheng, who was wearing a black robe, holding a blood-red long sword, and exuding a strong murderous aura.

Ying An did not take any action at this moment, he was just watching from the side.

On the other side, there was a Taoist with white clothes fluttering, his fingertips gently stroking a magic harp carved from white bones, with an indifferent look in his eyes.

"Master Qin, you ungrateful old dog, today I and my brother will end things with you!"

"Let me meet you first!"

Xuan Zheng's voice was low, like a low hum coming from the depths of the underworld, and he slowly raised the bloodthirsty devil knife in his hand.

There seemed to be blood flowing on the tip of the knife. It was the resentment and unwillingness of countless enemies in the past, condensed into a terrifying force that could not be looked directly at.

Taoist Qin sneered indifferently.

That smile seemed particularly strange in such a depressing atmosphere.

"Xuanzheng, you have killed too many people. Today, let me, the Wanmo Qinshang, atone for your sins. After I kill you, I will kill the thief!"

After he finished speaking, he gently plucked the strings of the zither. Suddenly, a chilling air filled the air, as if countless undead spirits were whispering and thousands of demons were roaring in unison, and a mournful music was echoing between heaven and earth.

As the first ray of piano music fell, the ground began to tremble, and the air around it seemed to be torn apart by invisible hands.

Black cracks formed, and what gushed out was not wind, but thick ghost miasma. They twisted and entangled, rushing towards Xuan Zheng.

This ghost miasma was created by Taoist Qin after years of practice using the resentment of thousands of undead souls. Anyone who touches it will die. It is extremely terrifying.

However, facing this overwhelming attack, Xuan Zheng sneered, and the evil energy in his body suddenly burst out, forming a black storm, which swallowed up the approaching ghost miasma one by one and used it for his own purposes.

He moved his body and shuttled through the ghost miasma like a ghost, waving the bloodthirsty magic knife in his hand. Every swing was accompanied by a shrill howl, which was the wailing of the souls killed by the magic knife.

"Evil spirit changes!"

Xuan Zheng let out a low roar, and the evil energy around him condensed into a huge black dragon. The dragon roared and rushed towards Qin Taoist, with its mouth wide open, as if it wanted to swallow everything.

This True Dragon Magic is Xuan Zheng's most powerful skill. It uses his own evil spirit to summon the True Dragon Soul which contains supreme power, and its power is astonishing.

When Qin Daoist saw this, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, but he immediately regained his composure and his fingers jumped faster on the White Bone Magic Harp.

The sound of the piano turned into black sound blades visible to the naked eye, colliding with the true dragon soul, erupting in a deafening roar.

For a moment, the sky seemed to be torn apart, thunder and lightning flashed, and flames splashed everywhere. The entire battlefield was shrouded in this destructive force.

The two of them fought back and forth, the fight was inextricable.

Chapter 1428: The Lotus Platform Shows Its Power

Xuan Zheng's murderous aura and the devil's sword intertwined into a web of death, while the Taoist's zither music and the ghostly miasma formed a series of gates to the underworld, attempting to drag Xuan Zheng into an abyss of no return.

Every confrontation was accompanied by violent fluctuations in the energy between heaven and earth, as if even this world could not withstand their power and was about to collapse.