C27

Elder Wu looked towards the canyon and saw Wang Liang's figure fighting. The sneer on his aged face became more eerie.

Even though the well-dressed youth that he called "Young Clan Master" had an impatient expression, he seemed to be slightly afraid of the former and curled his lips, not saying anything more.

At the same time, the battle between Wang Liang's group of four and the Winged Dragon Eagle had reached a white-hot stage.

Although the Green Winged Dragon Eagle was in a depressed state, it was still at the peak of the Soul Formation stage. Although its green feathers were scattered all over and were stained with blood, its attacks were still as fierce as before.

Soul Condensation cultivators did not have the ability to fly, even if the Green Winged Dragon was not a match for them, it could still fly away. However, it had just laid its eggs and was unwilling to abandon its children.

The cry of an eagle resounded through the skies!

The spirit energy of the Winged Dragon Eagle's wings surged. The green feathers on its wings that were harder than Darksteel flickered with a cold light, as if they were two enormous long blades.

As he flapped his wings, the two wings hacked down. Even someone as powerful as Wang Liang had a drastic change in expression. He kept dodging, not daring to meet force with force.

The spear shadow was forcefully torn apart by the dragon eagle iron wings. The youth couldn't dodge in time and could only hold his spear horizontally in front of his chest to block the attack.

Bang!

The sound of metal clashing rang out, and sparks flew in all directions. The powerful force caused the youth to fly backwards, and his internal organs were all injured as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

However, after sending the youth flying, the back of the Green Winged Dragon Eagle was hit by Liu Ru's whip. Feathers fluttered in the air and a deep wound appeared as blood dripped down.

"This beast is already at the end of its tether. Everyone, put in more effort and kill it in one go!"

Wang Liang could see the pressure exerted by the Green Winged Dragon Eagle. His eyes immediately lit up as he let out a roar.

When everyone heard this, they all revealed joyous expressions. Only the middle-aged man's narrow eyes flashed with a trace of an imperceptible sneer.

Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wang Liang took out a few Soul Concentrating Pills from his storage ring and swallowed them. The spiritual energy that he had consumed rapidly returned to normal.

"Mountain Splitting Axe!"

Wang Liang shouted as the battle axe in his hands began to glow with a bloody light. The next moment, he was like a powerhouse as he brandished the axe with both hands and swung it left and right.

The inscription pattern lit up!

Swoosh swoosh!

Two gigantic axe afterimages that were as tall as the Green Winged Dragon Eagle slashed out from the axe blade, tearing through the air and slashing towards the Green Winged Dragon Eagle!

As for Wang Liang, after these two slashes, his face suddenly turned deathly pale.

Obviously, this was a martial art that consumed a great deal of Spiritual Qi. Its power was terrifyingly strong as well.

When Liu Ru and the spear-wielding young man saw this, they were overjoyed. The spear shadows and long whips attacked the Green Winged Dragon Eagle at the same time, blocking both of its paths of retreat.

However, in the next moment, their expressions changed.

This was because the middle-aged man that was standing on the west side of the Green Winged Dragon Eagle was actually standing still and had no intention of attacking.

"Yang Qilong, what the f * ck are you doing? Attack!"

Wang Liang roared in anger.

"Idiot!"

Yang Qilong revealed a sinister smile. After cursing, he suddenly turned around and madly ran out of the canyon.

Originally, the four of them had been guarding the four directions. When they attacked at the same time, even if the Green Winged Dragon could take two hits at once, it would definitely be injured.

However, Yang Qilong's sudden escape had broken this balance and created a gap in the defense line.

A bright light flickered in the hawk's eyes. He didn't hesitate as he flapped his wings and flew straight towards the gap in the west!

Boom!

Wang Liang's eyes were bloodshot. He stomped his foot hard on the ground, and in an instant, his speed soared as he rushed towards that direction.

Seeing that he could heavily injure the Winged Dragon Eagle, he didn't want to waste all his efforts. He wanted to rely on himself to once again fill Yang Qilong's empty seat.

However, just as he reached that place, the Green Feathered Eagle's glittering metallic wings suddenly came slashing over, covering the entire sky!

Pfft!

Blood splattered everywhere. Wang Liang screamed as he staggered. His left arm had been cut off from his shoulder by the eagle wings!

At the same time, the two terrifying axe lights from before, as well as the attacks of Liu Ru and the spear-wielding young man, also struck the Green Winged Dragon Eagle.

The screech of an eagle resounded throughout the canyon as the two axe lights directly pierced through its body, leaving two incomparably sinister gashes in its wake. Demonic blood gushed forth from the wounds, and one could even see the blood-red internal organs within.

Pfft!

The long spear fiercely pierced through the right wing of the Winged Dragon Eagle, causing it to be unable to fly anymore and heavily fall onto the ground. Its enormous body that was like a small mountain scraped a thirty meter long gully on the ground before it finally came to a stop.

Liu Ru's long whip also left a few scars on the back of the Green Winged Dragon Eagle. The eagle feathers that were as hard as black iron floated down, and the wound reached deep to the bones.

The life force of the Winged Dragon Eagle rapidly faded, and its pair of blood-red eagle eyes gradually dimmed before they completely disappeared.

High-grade earth-step demon beasts, Green Winged Dragon Hawk, dead!

At the same time, outside the canyon, Zhou Qing was also slashing his sword to kill the last of the Fiery Blaze Hawk. He then strode into the canyon.

Seeing this tragic scene, he couldn't help but furrow his brows.

Three of them were in the middle and one was in the late stage of the Spirit Condensation realm. Although it was very difficult to attack one injured demon, it was unlikely that they would suffer such heavy losses.

Moreover, the actions of the middle-aged cultivator Yang Qilong were also very strange. Just now, he only needed to seal off the last path of retreat for the Winged Dragon Eagle, then this beast would definitely be killed by the attacks of the four people without any strength to fight back.

Hadn't everyone come precisely for this reason? But why did he suddenly turn around and flee?

Greed and fear of death? Impossible!

"Could it be …"

Zhou Qing suddenly thought of something and an alert expression appeared on his face. In the next moment, a sonic boom rang out behind him!

Boom!

Zhou Qing's body flashed as he turned to look with an ugly expression on his face.

An enormous black sword with an inscription pattern on it suddenly stabbed into the ground where he was standing earlier. It was three feet deep into the ground, and the surrounding ground was cracked with a terrifying might that was peerless!

"This kid's speed is indeed very fast."

A voice filled with shock rang out. At the entrance of the canyon, seven figures walked in.

Besides the arrogant young man dressed in luxurious clothing who was at the peak of the Spirit Opening Stage, the other six people, including Yang Qilong who had escaped earlier, were all at the Spirit Condensation realm!

"Wu Tong?"

Wang Liang had lost an arm, and the veins on his forehead were bulging as he panted heavily. His expression was unsightly to the extreme.

"Who is he?"

The youth with the gun asked in a low voice.

"I have a death grudge with an elder of the Heavy Sword Sect." Wang Liang looked at Yang Qilong, not concealing the killing intent in his eyes.

Apparently, Yang Qilong had already colluded with this group of people.

"Wang Liang, you didn't expect this, right?"

The fifty year old man called Wu Tong walked over to the heavy sword and pulled it out. His eyes swept across Zhou Qing and the rest's faces and laughed coldly.

Zhou Qing's face was expressionless. Besides the fine-clothed youth and Yang Qilong, Wu Tong and the other four were wearing navy blue robes with a heavy black sword embroidered on the chest.

"Heavy Sword Sect …"

Zhou Qing muttered to himself. He had come in contact with this Heavy Sword Sect before. It was a small sect. The sect head was at the peak of the Soul Formation stage, and most of the disciples were at the Spirit Opening Realm.

But today, a total of half of the Heavy Sword Sect disciples had actually arrived!

"Elder Wu, I've completed my mission. The benefits you've promised …"

Yang Qilong rubbed his hands as he looked at Wu Tong and chuckled. He was just a rogue cultivator and was not greedy, if they fought he might get more benefits, but that would be against the contract, and if he escaped then it would not be a breach of contract. Right now he could only quickly take the benefits and leave.

Wu Tong snorted and casually threw a storage ring to him. Yang Qilong received it with a smile and lowered his head in anticipation.

However, just as he was about to receive the storage ring …

Boom!

Five tyrannical auras suddenly rose as a heavy sword appeared in the hands of everyone from the Heavy Sword Sect. Together with Wu Tong, they raised the heavy sword almost at the same time and ruthlessly smashed down!

"Don't …"

Yang Qilong was alarmed. His eyes suddenly turned round as he screamed in despair. He wanted to escape.

However, with such a close distance and all five of them attacking at the same time, there was nowhere for him to escape.

Boom.

The five heavy swords smashed down at the same time, Yang Qilong was smashed into a pile of mud, blood and flesh splattered in all directions, producing a disgusting sound that made people want to gnash their teeth.

Picking up the storage ring and wiping it clean on Yang Qilong's robe, Wu Tong's movements were extremely casual, as if he was stepping on a bug to death.

"Idiot."

Wang Liang pursed his lips. He had already predicted Yang Qilong's fate.

On the other hand, Liu Ru and the young man were staring at Yang Qilong's body with fear in their eyes. These people dared to kill so brazenly. It was clear that they did not want to leave any hope for survival.

Zhou Qing watched on expressionlessly, his heart unperturbed.

Although the hundreds of immortal sects were considered a righteous path, sometimes, it was normal for benefits to destroy bridges after crossing rivers. Killing people was no different from being cultivators of the demonic sects, and it was even more cruel.

"I'll leave this Green Winged Dragon Eagle's corpse to you. I can give you the storage ring as well. Let me go, how about it?"

Wang Liang said. Even though he was only at the late stage of the Spirit Condensation realm, he had lost too much of his spirit energy during his battle with the Green Winged Dragon Eagle and had his arm cut off, leaving him powerless to fight against the people from the Heavy Sword Sect.

"If you commit suicide, I'll let them go. What do you think?"

Wang Liang's countenance grew even darker, no longer saying anything. Obviously, the other party had no intentions of letting him go.

"Elder Wu, don't speak nonsense with these idiots. Just kill them all, don't you want revenge? I'm still waiting to use that Green Winged Dragon Eagle to celebrate my father's birthday. " The well-dressed youth who hadn't spoken for a long time impatiently snorted. This was the first time he had walked out of the mountain gate. He wanted to find a wedding present for his father's birthday. He didn't want to delay it for too long.

"Understood, Young Clan Master."

"That brat at the peak of the Spirit Opening Stage is quite fast. Leave two people to deal with him, the rest of you come with me to quickly finish the battle."

Wu Tong grinned as he took the lead in taking a step forward. Raising his heavy sword, he explosively shot towards Wang Liang.

At the same time, the two Heavy Sword Sect disciples also rushed forward with cold expressions. Their targets were Wang Liang, Liu Ru and the young man!

The remaining two had cultivation levels at the early stage of Soul Formation. They sneered at Zhou Qing and were about to attack.

"Wait."

The Young Sect Master suddenly shouted to stop the two of them, then he stared at Zhou Qing with interest. "It's been a long time since I've had a good workout. Let me play with this kid first, it won't be too late for you to kill him then."

The two disciples of the Heavy Sword Sect looked at each other. One of them was a little troubled, "Young Clan Master, this kid's speed is extraordinarily fast. If something unexpected happens …"

"Shut up!"

The young sect leader's face suddenly revealed a sinister look, "How strong can a rogue cultivator be? In the sect, my parents are always in charge of me. When you come out, are you also in charge of me? "

The two disciples were aghast. They looked at each other, then became silent. They retreated two steps and sealed off the entrance to the canyon to the left and right to prevent Zhou Qing from escaping.

Swoosh.

The young sect leader gave a cold laugh. With a clench of his fist, a heavy sword appeared as he looked at Zhou Qing, "You idiot at the peak of the Spirit Opening Realm, you have to follow those few people into this muddy water. You can't blame anyone for losing your life."

Looking at the young sect leader walking towards him step by step with a heavy sword in hand, Zhou Qing's expression suddenly became somewhat strange.

Dong!

The heavy sword ruthlessly struck on the ground. The young Sect Master gripped his sword with both hands, smashing out diagonally towards Zhou Qing.

The corners of Zhou Qing's mouth slowly curled up as he looked at the menacing Young Sect Master. In the end, the corners of his mouth turned into a mocking smile.

"The real idiot is you."