Under One Person, your rebellious life has reached the heavens?

"Otherwise, I won't be able to give an explanation to those victims who kneel and beg in front of the mountain gate."

The toxic man scoffed, laughing dismissively: "You think you can protect everyone?"

"Put away your righteousness for now. Last night, I summoned a lot of madmen to attack your Trinity Sect."

"Judging from the current situation, they're probably close to being wiped out, right?"

"If all goes well, I can even get my hands on Old Man Zuo's corpse. I'll have plenty of ways to prepare it properly."

Chengzhen's face was icy, his eyes flashing with a fierce light. His aura surged, and he calmly said, "Then I'll kill you here, and then go back."

Even surrounded by powerful enemies and encircled by swarms of insects, he remained fearless.

"Chengzhen, leave this to me."

"Take Mr. Liu away first."

As if stretching his muscles and exhaling a breath of white energy, he ascended to his strongest state.

Whether it was Zhao Wuyuan concocting evil medicines that killed over a thousand innocent people, or him driving the Quanxing sect to attack the mountain gate in an attempt to steal his senior brother's remains, it was all a matter of fate.

It seems that Chong had made up his mind that even if he died here today, even if he was shattered to pieces, he would still kill this person.

Otherwise, the consequences will be dire...

Those eyes, filled with murderous intent yet pure, made everyone in the Quanxing sect feel uneasy.

This is Master Kuang Ya from the Sanyi Sect, second only to the Great Ying Immortal, whose strength is unfathomable.

However, the burly, one-eyed man was completely unafraid.

He drew the boning knives from his waist, clashed and rubbed them together, and then burst into loud laughter:

"Old man, things have come to this, and you're still clinging to wishful thinking?"

"Back then, when you repaired your severed arm, I retreated from your sharp edge. Now, I'd like to see just how far your regenerative limits really lie."

"call out--!"

In a flash, the one-eyed man attacked, his sharp bone knife slashing at his nemesis's vitals at a tricky angle.

"You're the one I've been waiting for!"

"boom!"

Like a thunderclap, as if rushing towards a blade, a thick, heavy hand landed on the one-eyed man's face, delivering a heavy blow.

The one-eyed man was so badly beaten that he coughed up blood and couldn't react at all. He was grabbed by the throat with one hand by Si Chong and slammed hard onto the bluestone ground!

The solid floor instantly cracked into a spiderweb pattern. The one-eyed man was covered in blood, his vision went black, and his body convulsed uncontrollably. He almost fainted.

"Walk!!!"

A loud shout rang out, and Chengzhen decisively dragged Mr. Liu away, turning around and fleeing the courtyard.

The insect wall that had been blocking them, along with the wall made of earth and stone, was blasted through and collapsed by his right fist, which was covered in Qi, in the next second!

Chapter 10 Brutal Fighting

The wall collapsed, turning into a pile of ruins, kicking up dust and thick smoke. Chengzhen led Mr. Liu to break through the encirclement, and in the blink of an eye, their figures disappeared.

It seemed as if he was controlling the blue and white Qi with both palms, intercepting from behind.

His eyes were like torches, his blood surging, and just by standing there, he exuded a suffocating sense of oppression, causing many Quanxing members to stop in their tracks, not daring to pursue him.

"Damn it, this old man is hard to deal with."

"Are you kidding me? What happened to the idea of ​​an evenly matched contest?"

"Get up, Fatty!"

Although these ambushers knew they could wear down the two pillars of the San Yi Sect with their overwhelming numbers, they never expected that the one who made the first move would end up in such a miserable state.

The one-eyed god looked limp and lost control of his body, with blood flowing continuously from the corner of his mouth.

Hearing his companions calling him, he tried to respond, but his mind was clouded and he could barely speak.

I could vaguely feel a surge of energy coursing through my body, damaging my internal organs and tearing my flesh wherever it passed.

"Old Zhao... please help..."

Before he could finish speaking, a hemp shoe fell down, stomping on the one-eyed man's face and pinning him to the ground, rendering him unable to move.

As if the warm-up was over, a double reflection covered the whole body, with the bones and internal organs sometimes transforming into Qi and sometimes solidifying.

Those indifferent yet authoritative words were directed directly at the poisoner.

"It would have been better if I hadn't seen Wugensheng, but your appearance has changed my mind."

"I have no reason to leave until your poisonous body is completely destroyed."

"Hmph! You don't have that ability."

The Poison Man removed his black robe, revealing ancient, eerie patterns crisscrossing and etched across his withered, emaciated body.

"boom!!!"

A great battle was about to break out, and Si Chong, who had honed his Reverse Life Technique to perfection, showed no restraint.

His figure flashed, stirring up a gust of wind, and he took the initiative to fight the Quanxing elders.

"Do it! Kill him!"

Seeing this, the gaunt youth roared and, together with a group of elites, assisted the poisoner in the encirclement and attack.

"laugh--!"

Dense venomous insects swarmed and danced, obscuring the view.

The poisoner then recited a cryptic and difficult-to-pronounce secret phrase, and his sinister, dark eyes instantly filled with a bloodthirsty light.

As if at the cost of some kind of sacrifice, half of his face rotted away at a visible rate.

As a result, the emaciated body of the poisoner slowly swelled and became stronger.

He exhaled wisps of deep purple Qi, which contained a special scent, causing the poisonous insects all over the ground to go into a frenzied, bloodthirsty state, and frantically attack Si Chong, trying to overwhelm him.

"boom!!!"

The airflow, seemingly swirling around the body, spread out rapidly in ripples, then exploded instantly, causing the poisonous insects within range to burst and die, turning into putrid blood.

"Your lineage of evil magic should be eradicated."

"I'll take you to see your brother right away!"

Relying on that tiny vacuum zone, it seemed to be overwhelmingly powerful and irresistible.

He raised his hand and unleashed a palm strike, the blazing white light resembling sword energy, which repelled all the elite Quanxing warriors who tried to block his way.

"Bang Bang Bang!!!"

Meanwhile, the weakest members of the Quanxing group hid behind stone pillars and pulled the triggers of their foreign guns, attempting to kill them with a single blow.

The line of fire pierced through the short figure's vitals, but it was like a pebble thrown into a torrent, leaving no trace.

"Foreign guns? You Quanxing people are quick to adapt!"

Si Chong sneered. Although he had not yet reached the end of the second level, it was not difficult for him to avoid harm by relying on his keen senses, listening to the wind and identifying the location, and transforming part of his body with Qi in advance.

"Inflexible? Do you expect me to be like you, this old-fashioned pedant?"

The Poison Man's laughter was fierce and cruel. He somehow found a bone sword forged from his spine, long and strange, with a thick, blunt blade coated with grayish-brown venom.

"I have put in a lot of effort for revenge over the past ten years."

"You shall repay Old Man Zuo's debts!"

Upon witnessing the bone sword, Si Chong's pupils suddenly dilated, and his voice carried a hint of surprise: "This evil thing, it was clearly destroyed by my senior brother...!"

"No, that's not right."

"This is newly cast... and the poison gas is even stronger!"

At this point, Si Chong, who knew the secrets of that year, turned ashen-faced and clenched his fists so tightly they cracked.

He never imagined that the mad dog who escaped back then would, after so many years, forge a bone sword again.

It should be known that the creation of such an evil and taboo object would implicate at least several hundred people.

The poisoner successfully seized upon Si Chong's impending rage, and, with arrogance, sneered, "Blame old Zuo for being so foolish and incompetent! Trying to kill me? What a joke!"

"The blood debt of those thousands of people will fall on his head."

"Let me escort you on your way to see your senior brother whom you admire."

The poisonous man dragged his bone sword and walked slowly towards them, making a clattering sound as it rubbed against the ground.

What's even more horrifying is that the ground that was touched by the bone blade was rotting uncontrollably, turning black and sunken in the blink of an eye.

"It can even corrode soil...?"

Gazing at the venom clinging to the bone sword, Chong seemed to sense the scent of death, his brows furrowing.

Even he wouldn't dare to directly withstand such a bizarre weapon with his Qi-transformed body.

However, it's not without its countermeasures.

"Gurgle—!"

A dense blue aura seemed to fall from his palm, gradually solidifying into a semi-transparent longsword, which he held in his hand.

"The Quanxing demon... Hmph!"

"If my senior brother could kill your brother back then, I can kill you now!"

He seemed to regain his composure, his tone firm, as if he were describing something that was bound to happen.

"boom!!!"

The poisonous man stopped speaking and responded with the fiercest attack.

His speed far surpassed that of all the experts present, and his strength was terrifying. The sword energy he swung was like a rampaging dragon, destroying the courtyard ground and turning the bricks into dust.

"Clang—!" As if charging forward with his sword to meet the attack, they clashed violently.

Neither of them would give way, and in less than a few seconds, the swords slashed at each other at least ten times.

Their murderous intent almost materialized, and they unleashed it to their fullest extent.

The surrounding Quanxing were horrified and wanted to help, but stopped in their tracks.

The air and soil ahead, tainted by the fierce battle, were contaminated with unknown toxins that had a corrosive effect.

With a crisp "bang," the Qi sword, riddled with cracks, shattered completely.

Si Chong's expression turned solemn; his Qi was being consumed faster than he had imagined.

"Naive fellow."

"Your Qi is probably less than all of ours combined, isn't it?"

The poisonous man stroked the bone sword's edge, laughing uncontrollably: "Go ahead and struggle."

"The more they struggle, the more pleasure I feel!"

"I will crush your flesh and blood bit by bit, and not miss any opportunity to torture you."

"Today, unless Old Man Zuo crawls out of his coffin, no one can save you!"

As if standing still, blue energy descended and quickly condensed into a sword.

You mean everyone?

"Who owns it with you?"

Before he finished speaking, his figure seemed to disappear mysteriously. When he reappeared, he had already beheaded the Quanxing who was hiding by the door with a single sword.

Blood flowed along the sword's edge, and the two Quanxing men holding foreign guns beside him were so terrified that their faces turned ashen and their hands and feet trembled.

"Pfft——!"

Before they could dodge, another sharp sword light flashed, and two heads flew into the air.

"Squeak——!"

Instead of leaving, Si Chong locked the door with his backhand, and blue energy fell from his palm to reinforce the seal.