Chapter 192 The Emperor Kills One and Massacres Ten Thousands Alone
"Old man Gu Xuan, your disciple Dugu Qiang shot and killed an elder of our Mo family. Come out and make amends."

When Ye Yang didn't know what to do, Gu Xuan shouted loudly from Feitian Gate.

"Patriarch Mo, I have already said that Dugu Qiang has long severed his relationship with Feitian Clan. You can kill him or chop him up as you wish."

Gu Xuan’s voice was very loud, and Patriarch Mo smiled coldly.

"It's not that easy to get rid of a relationship after causing trouble."

After that, there was no more sound from Feitian Gate.

The man held a long sword in his hand, with cold light flashing everywhere and sword energy soaring into the sky. A green lotus sword light flew up in the air and attacked the Feitian Sect's mountain protection formation, but it was like mud sinking into the sea, without any effect at all.

The next moment, Ge Canhong rushed out of Feitian Gate holding the Black Sun Sword, and with the help of the power of the formation, he fought with Patriarch Mo.

Ye Yang stood up and slowly put the mask that Gu Xuan gave him on his face. After a series of changes in his body shape, his breath shrank and he turned into a skinny old man.

He found a black robe and put it on. He saw Gu Xuan's face emerging in the mirror.

Ye Yang patted his body with interest, and then tore his face with his hands, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

"This mask is really amazing."

But the next moment, Ye Yang looked up through the window and stared at the bright moon in the sky.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a pair of eyes outside staring at him, locking onto his body.

As if sensing that he had not gone out, the locking energy relaxed a little, and then gradually disappeared into the void blue clouds.

"Gu Xuan, don't be so arrogant. To tell you the truth, my Qinglian Mo family has sent several martial arts masters to hunt down Dugu Qiang. That Dugu Qiang will never come back. He will die."

After saying this, the head of the Mo family laughed loudly: "You will just watch the genius of Feitian Sect die!"

There was silence, and no sound echoed.

Ge Canhong's cold voice was heard.

"How can I, Feitianmen, be afraid of you and others?"

However, Ye Yang was afraid that the mysterious eyes in the sky would lock onto him again and expose his identity, so he did not say anything. Instead, he sat cross-legged in the master's hall, using his Qi to control his spirit and practice slowly.

……

There are steep cliffs and the moon is high in the sky.

The mountain peaks are so steep that it is difficult for old trees to sprout new buds. They are all withered and yellow.
When the wind blows, dust fills the sky, and there are strange rocks and dead trees everywhere.

But beneath these dead trees and strange rocks, there was a small family, and amidst the flames flying all over the sky, the sound of miserable howls continued to be heard.

A woman was kneeling on the ground holding a baby girl, her face red and painful from the flames.

She kept howling, walked over on her knees, and begged desperately.

"Master Tianmoqiang, sir, my daughter has just been born. She is innocent. Look, she can still smile. Please let her go."

Standing in front of her was a man with a spear on his back. He had a stern face, purple hair, and a red gun-shaped mark on his forehead.

She flicked the baby girl's face with her hand, and the baby girl immediately laughed, her voice as sweet as a silver bell, full of childlike innocence.

But the next moment, a gun shot out and pierced the women and children directly.

The woman screamed and burst into tears.

"No! My daughter."

But it was too late. The baby girl was pierced by the spear and started crying loudly. The crying stopped in an instant and only a corpse was left.

The body fell and hit the ground heavily, blood splattered everywhere, and the woman slowly closed her eyes in unwillingness.

Dugu Qiang couldn't help himself.

"I don't kill women, children, old people or young people. I don't kill."

“I didn’t kill him.”

"You killed him."

He talked to himself in a frenzy, like a madman.

"What is my name"

"Dugu Qiang, my name is Dugu Qiang."

"The path of the Emperor's Spear is destined to be lonely. People in the world deceive me, lie to me, humiliate me, and slander me. What should I do?"

"Go kill them. Come on, kill one. Come on, kill two. Come on, kill a pair. Come on, kill ten of them to pieces. Come on, kill a hundred of them, let the world flow with blood."

He shouted loudly and looked up, only to find that he had no idea how many people he had killed, including monks and mortals. All of them were shot to death in the chest.

"No, it shouldn't be like this..."

He was in a disastrous state, stumbling around, and hid under a stone wall, covering his eyes and trembling all over.

The morning glow in the east was brilliant red, the sun was rising, and the golden light was dazzling. The dawn light shone through the gaps between his fingers and onto his face. Only after he felt hope and sunshine did he stop trembling.

"Where is Dugu Qiang running to!"

At this moment, pursuers were slowly approaching from a distance.

The sky-high Green Lotus Sword came from nowhere, overwhelming the sky.

"Dugu Qiang, aren't you known as the Heavenly Demon? Why are you so miserable, like a lost dog?"

"Kill the elder of my Qinglian Mo family. Even if you die, you must die at the hands of my Mo family." Dugu Qiang had a spear on his back and his back was covered with scars. He did not answer, but fled in a hurry. However, there were dozens of sword holes on his body and blood was dripping. It was impossible to escape.

The pursuers were four warriors from the Qinglian Mo family who were practitioners at the perfect level.

Not to mention four people working together, even a practitioner who has reached the perfect martial arts realm alone,
He was no match for him.

The four of them formed the Four Symbols Sword Formation in secret. They were very powerful. When one sword came out, all the swords were shocked and the heaven and earth trembled.

The one on the far left holds a vermilion Green Lotus Sword, the one on the far right holds a azure Green Lotus Sword, in addition to these there is also a turquoise Green Lotus Sword. The black and red Green Lotus Swords are intertwined, forming a sword net in front of Dugu Qiang's body.

"You are a discarded child of a small sect, yet you dare to touch someone from my Qinglian Mo family. Even if you are ranked 38th on the Hidden Dragon List, so what? What value does a dead person have?"

Dugu Qiang said nothing and just ran away. In fact, he was seriously injured and couldn't speak.

Another sword struck his right chest, and there happened to be a huge river in front of him. Seeing this, Dugu Qiang showed a glimmer of hope for survival in his eyes, and a desire to survive appeared.

He just reached the river and jumped down, but he never expected that at this moment, a tiny sword light shot out from the river.

He actually cut his hamstrings.

Then a man jumped out of the river.

He sensed it briefly and his face turned pale. The other party actually had the terrifying cultivation level of a late-stage warrior.

In order to hunt him down this time, the Qinglian Mo family sent out five terrifying cultivators in the late warrior stage.

He was determined to kill him on the spot.

"Escape! No one who is favored by my Qinglian Mo family can escape."

Dugu Qiang thought of the Great Joyful Bodhisattva of Donating His Flesh and Body. Even though he was very powerful, he was just an old demon.

However, he was killed on the spot under the pursuit of the Qinglian Mo family, not to mention the Heavenly Demon Spear of this up-and-coming person.

"If I say that I was not the one who killed the elder of the Mo family in your Sky Eagle Castle, would you believe it?"

"It doesn't matter whether you killed him or not. Master Chong Xiao has already returned to the sect, and we all have to give an explanation. I'll cut off your tongue and your hands. Even if it wasn't you, you have to admit the crime."

"Besides, no one has dared to challenge my Qinglian Mo family for hundreds of years. How dare you, a disciple from a small sect, act like this? If I don't kill you, how can my Qinglian Mo family keep its reputation!"

This is exactly what the Qinglian Mo family wanted.

Dugu Qiang hesitated for a moment, facing the crisis and unable to escape for the moment.

Dugu Gunslinger raised the gun in his hand, which was as thick as an egg, carrying the shadow of the ancient emperor, and suddenly rushed down from the sky.

"Gun suppresses the world!"

The emperor in the gun commands the world. With one move, he is like a dragon or a snake, and a gust of cold wind.

"It is indeed the Emperor's Spear! It is said that you have inherited the Emperor's Spear."

Dugu Spear was a mid-stage warrior. With one move, his spear was like an emperor, intimidating all directions. His domineering aura even made their sword moves a little unstable.

However, after all, these people were very powerful, and no matter how Dugu Qiang tried to break out, he was powerless.

Instead, he suffered new injuries.

The sword array intertwined, and the five swords flashed green, black, red, blue and other colors. Thunder tore down from the sky, and the moment the thunderbolt struck, the space was illuminated.

The rifleman's spear escaped, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again, and he almost died.

A green sword slashed down from the sky. If this sword hit him, his body would surely be torn into pieces.

"To tell you the truth, Feitianmen has been surrounded by us. Don't even think that anyone will come out to rescue you."

Dugu Qiang had a cold expression and said nothing. Ever since he got the inheritance of the Emperor's Spear, he often lost control, fell into a demonic state, and killed everyone he saw.

Up to now, he didn't know how many people he had killed, some were good, some were evil, some were good, and there were many more that he didn't know how to define.

He felt as if he was possessed, but not as if he were possessed by evil thoughts. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't wake up.

At this moment of life and death crisis, many figures flashed in his eyes.

There is the face of Master Mo Niansheng, the fantasy of the mother he has never met, and also a hint of regret in life.

He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that he would never see Mo Niansheng again, who treated him like a kind father.

He closed his eyes, waiting for the moment of death.

A roaring sound was heard, and everyone looked up, their faces filled with shock.

On the deep and vast river surface, a huge monster with a body dozens of feet long, covered with scales, a single horn on its forehead and three heads emerged from the water.

The six eyes exuded a cold glow, as if they were ready to devour someone.

This strange beast has three heads and its aura is captivating. The moment it appears, countless mixed auras are emitted, making the air around it unstable.

The giant beast roared, it was an ancient alien species, breathing in and out towards the moon, like a dragon entering the sea, with dragon patterns floating up and down all over its body, carrying a huge momentum.

When the five elders of Qinglian Mo School saw the strange beast appear, they couldn't help but look at each other with horror.

This turned out to be the legendary three-headed sky-swallowing python!
This creature has been extinct for who knows how many years. It is an ancient alien species with great strength. How could it suddenly appear?

However, the moment the three-headed Sky-Swallowing Python appeared, it seemed as if it had a target already. It curled up its tall body, and its six pairs of eyes were as fast as lightning, overlooking the surroundings and directly destroying all the underwater arrangements of the Qinglian Mo family.

"Damn it, this ancient alien species has already reached a level of cultivation close to that of a real person."

(End of this chapter)