Invincible Sword Soul

Chapter 598 Battle of Martial Saints
Since when was the root of the disaster planted!

Yang Hu left the City Lord's Mansion with resentment, wandered outside for three years, and bought a large number of captains in the City Lord's Mansion.

In the end, Feng Qingyang was successfully imprisoned, and only then did today's scene happen.

The big coach and the third coach arrived one after another, but Gong Chun didn't expect Gong Chun to rebel.

"Gong Chun, what are you going to do, the city lord has taken us well, why do you want to rebel!"

The teacher shouted coldly, making Gong Chun quickly put down his weapon and admit his mistake.

"Lin Meng, don't be hypocritical, you are all the same chicken, without you as an internal support, how could he, a beast, succeed!"

Gong Chun looked at the head coach Lin Meng coldly, because what she said was right, it was Lin Meng who acted as an internal response that allowed Yang Hu to take control of the City Lord's Mansion smoothly.

"Things have passed, whoever is the city owner is different, we just do our own thing!"

The third teacher, Quan Tu, spoke, with a stern look on his face. He said that he still hoped that Gong Chun would put down the knife in his hand, lest they do it.

"It's over?"

Gong Chun smiled miserably, that beautiful face looked extremely pale under the moonlight.

"Is something really over?"

Her eyes fell on Yang Hu, and she wanted to do everything possible to delay the time so that Lynch could rescue Feng Qingyang earlier.

"Catch her, don't hurt her, and bring her directly to my residence!"

Yang Hu didn't continue talking, and didn't want to explain. With an order, all the guards surrounded Gong Chun and the ten blood-clothed guards.

Yang Hu left, leaving the two sides in a stalemate.

"Gong Chun, if you don't put down the weapon in your hand, we will beg the city lord to spare your life!"

Conspiracy is a capital crime, Yang Hu didn't kill him on the spot, maybe he was greedy for Gong Chun's beauty.

"How happy is life, what fear is there in death!"

Gong Chun looked deathly at home, surrounded by hundreds of guards, Ling Ran was not afraid.

"Then don't blame us for being rude, kill!"

With a wave of Lin Meng's hand, the guards started to attack, killing the blood-clothed guards first, Gong Chun couldn't escape.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the city wall of the guarding courtyard was pushed away, and Elder Gu led the crowd to rush in. More than 100 people stood beside Gong Chun.

Lin Meng's eyes turned cold, he didn't expect Gong Chun to join forces with outsiders.

"Very good, you were dispatched to the Xiliang mine, and you were able to come back alive. It seems to be your masterpiece!"

Lin Meng glanced at Elder Gu and stared at Gong Chun. At this moment, he understood that it was Gong Chun who rescued the two of them in the Xiliang Mine.

"Lin Meng, tonight is your death day. Haven't you come to your senses yet? You must continue to help the evildoers!"

Elder Gu shouted loudly, hoping that Lin Meng would wake up and stand by their side.

"Stop talking nonsense, you are all going to die tonight!"

With a wave of Lin Meng's hand, everyone moved, and the two sides immediately fought together, blood spurting everywhere.

Yang Hu walked closer to the stone door of the secret room step by step. The reason why he didn't kill Gong Chun was that he had important things to do.

He began to wonder if someone had sneaked into the ground to rescue Feng Qingyang.

In the stone prison, Lynch was extremely anxious, and he was naturally clear about the outside affairs.

The moment Yang Hu touched the stone gate, a shocking murderous intent emanated out, and someone really entered the stone prison.

Opening the stone door, Yang Hu strode in, and he probably hasn't left yet.

"Dong dong dong..."

Yang Hu's voice was getting closer and closer, and beads of sweat appeared on Lin Qi's forehead. Could it be that his success will fall short?

"Jiujue Sword Soul, if you don't help, I will die here!"

Lin Qi suddenly gave a cold shout, and the Nine Absolute Sword Soul, who was silent in the dantian, suddenly emitted a sword light, slashing angrily at the windy dantian.

The above prohibition suddenly cracked inch by inch, and the martial saint's law was cut by a sword.

A mass of surging power rose from Feng Qingyang's lower abdomen, and then penetrated through his limbs. The long-lost power returned to his body, even stronger than before.

"Crack!"

The chain in his hand was broken, Lynch immediately took out a pill and put it in Feng Qingyang's hand.

"I'll leave it to you, I'll save the others!"

There is also a secret room where Feng Qingyang's heirs are imprisoned. If they are not rescued, Yang Hugou jumps over the wall in a hurry, and may kill them all.

"Thank you!"

Feng Qingyang took a deep breath, tidied up his messy hair, and Lynch disappeared into a cloud of mist.

But at this time, the iron gate opened, and Yang Hu finally walked into the stone prison.

When he came in, Yang Hu could smell other people's breath, and he was in no mood to pay attention to it now.

"Yang Hu, you are finally here!"

Feng Qingyang made a clicking sound all over his body, his realm recovered, and the tyrannical martial arts law lifted the entire stone prison into the air, and returned to the ground.

"Boom!"

Everyone was stunned and didn't know what happened, especially those who were so passionate about killing.

"It's the old city lord!"

Elder Gu exclaimed in surprise, and stopped fighting, Feng Qingyang stood proudly in the void, Yang Hu stood opposite him, the powerful aura of the two suppressed the people below and they couldn't lift their heads.

Gong Chun looked up, suddenly burst into tears of joy, and finally succeeded.

There was a trace of fear on Lin Meng's face. As Feng Qingyang's old subordinate, he knew the consequences of betrayal.

"Can't let them go, kill them all!"

Lin Meng suddenly ordered to kill Gong Chun and the others without giving Feng Qingyang any chance.

"kill!"

Most of the guards were members of the Great Instructor. They drew their weapons and rushed into the crowd.

But there are also many guards who are hesitant, they don't want to participate in this battle.

For example, Eucommia, Ding Jun and others, they have only joined the City Lord's Mansion not long ago, they know little about grievances, and they don't want to get involved in this muddy water.

"The old city lord has come out, put down the butcher's knives in your hands, and stop helping the evildoers!"

Gong Chun yelled sharply, and some people whose confidence had been shaken hesitated again, not knowing what to do.

Ding Jun was about to make a move when suddenly a hand was placed on his shoulder, and Lynch quietly appeared.

"Don't get involved, lead the people you think have a good relationship and go to the City Lord's Mansion to wait for me!"

Lin Qi was kind to Ding Jun, and nodded, without any hesitation, he chose to believe in Lin Qi.

Excluding the dozens of people who hesitated, there are still more than 100 people, plus Yang Hu's personal guards, who can easily kill Gong Chun and the people brought by Elder Gu.

"Evil son!"

Feng Qingyang glanced down, his anger burst out, it was all his fault, he shouldn't bear it any longer.

"Tell me, who let you out!"

Yang Hu is still searching for that person. Whoever has such a great ability to break his own restraint is definitely a master of martial arts.

He was not afraid of facing Feng Qingyang alone, but it would be a different matter if he had an extra martial artist.

"You have no chance to find out, I will clean up the door today and kill you bastard!"

Feng Qingyang's strength was fully restored, and with the big Luo Dan sent by Lynch, he successfully broke through to the second-rank Martial Saint.

The tyrannical aura swept away, Yang Hu was taken aback.

"Sure enough, you are so treacherous and cunning, do you think you can suppress me by reaching the second rank of Martial Saint? I have already found the flaw in the cultivation technique!"

Yang Hu let out a sinister grin, and released a violent aura, unexpectedly also reached the second rank Martial Saint.

Although it still occurs in the middle of the month, it is not as serious as in previous years. After several years of exploration, I found some clues.

Feng Qingyang was slightly taken aback, he was very aware of the flaws in the exercises, ordinary people couldn't make up for them at all, Yang Hu was able to find some clues, his talent was far from ordinary.

It was also because of this that Feng Qingyang indulged again and again, and ended up in this situation today.

"Yang Hu, I hate that I didn't kill you with my own hands back then. Today I will be ruthless once and kill you, a traitor!"

In Feng Qingyang's heart, he had already regarded Yang Hu as his own son, and now that he said these words, he was in great pain.

"Old guy, don't be hypocritical. Since I was able to control you back then, I can kill you today!"

A Fangtian painted halberd appeared in Yang Hu's hand, the law of a first-grade Taoist weapon, and it crashed down, causing those who fought on the martial arts field to be ruthlessly thrown away.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer, they don't even have the strength to raise their arms.

Feng Qingyang's hands were empty. Before Lin Qi left, he didn't leave anything behind. Besides, Lin Qi's weapons couldn't meet the requirements of the Martial Saint.

Fang Tian slashed with his halberd, and a black hurricane appeared, slashing towards Feng Qingyang.

Gong Chun was shocked, she couldn't help at the moment, she could only stand where she was, watching silently.

"As expected of my eldest disciple, you have finally refined Fang Tian's painted halberd!"

Feng Qingyang praised sincerely, if Yang Hu was kind in nature and didn't do so many evil things, the position of city lord would be passed on to him sooner or later.

His hands suddenly formed seals, and strange marks appeared one after another, making everyone puzzled as to what kind of martial skill the old city lord was using.

Only Yang Hu frowned, this is not a martial skill, but a formula, a powerful formula that has already surpassed the level of martial skills.

The mysterious formula full of mysteries has left many people at a loss, but in the dark, there is still one person watching quietly.

"I didn't expect this old thing to comprehend the Xuanming method!"

Lin Qi muttered to himself, he knew a long time ago that Feng Qingyang obtained an ancient formula, but it was incomplete and extremely difficult to cultivate.

After Yang Hu's incident, after three years in Shilao, he finally realized a glimmer of opportunity, and now he can use it familiarly.

Turning into a cocoon and turning into a butterfly, rebirth from Nirvana is how to describe this moment.

From paradise island to hell, from glory to poverty, from martial saint to mortal...

This is a qualitative change. At this moment, an inexplicable mystery seems to arise in Lynch's heart.

From an emperor to a mortal, isn't it also a kind of sublimation of realm!

The complicated handprints shrouded it, as if covering the entire sky. Lynch knew a lot of formulas in his heart, but he couldn't use them.

Fang Tian's painting halberd suddenly froze in place, controlled by a layer of golden light curtain, unable to take a step forward.

"impossible!"

Yang Hu roared, a huge force appeared and let out a roar, the Martial Saint Law on his arm, like a cage, was constantly squeezed.

"jump!"

As if the sky fell apart, Fang Tian's painted halberd regained his freedom, and those Xuanming imprints formed a gust of wind, and suddenly smashed towards Yang Hu.

That's right, it's not blowing, but smashing.

The formula can form various strange forms, all controlled by the mind of the person who casts it.

"boom!"

Yang Hu lost control of his body and was smashed into the ground, a mouthful of blood sprayed out from his mouth.

(End of this chapter)