Seeking the Flying Sword Path

Yu Qi also has three clones, all of which are separated from the original body. All of them are extremely weak, with only half a step of great strength. These separated clones are weak enough to have a small enough impact on the original body.

But this time, Qin Yun's enemy-killing moves came from afar through cause and effect, and even though their power was greatly reduced, they still killed the three weak clones.

Even more merit came to Qin Yun.

"He is dead." Qin Yun and his apprentice Bian Hanyu said, "Let's go back."

As he spoke, he took his disciple with him and disappeared into the Huangsu world with one step.

…

"Wow."

In the main hall of Yu Ba's cave, an old man with yellow hair appeared here.

"What a Qin Yun, so arrogant." The yellow-haired old man whispered to himself, "Come across the void, kill Yu Ba as soon as he comes. Then leave immediately after killing him! Simply and neatly! I asked him to show mercy. ...He ignored me at all and obviously didn’t take me seriously. He couldn’t do anything to me. If he had enough strength, he might even kill me.”

"Huang Xu, you couldn't even save your men?" A figure appeared out of thin air, it was God King Zhu Rong.

The yellow-haired old man looked at God King Zhu Rong and laughed at himself: "God King, you are half a step in the strength of the Heavenly Dao Realm, and then Qin Yun is also half a step in the strength of the Heavenly Dao Realm. And my... strength is slightly inferior after all, and Qin Yun is even more so. The protective sword formation is famous all over the world. Even if I try my best, I can't shake him at all. If he kills Yu Qi, what can I do?"

"Well, his protective sword formation is very powerful." God King Zhu Rong nodded.

"There are only thirty-nine years left before the tribulation is over, and yet you come out to kill Yu Qi. You really hate evil as much as the rumors say." The yellow-haired old man laughed strangely, "Those like me use the three realms as our hunting grounds and hunt at will. More He has helped the Demon Ancestor several times to cause harm to the three realms, and I am afraid that he is also a thorn in his side."

God King Zhu Rong smiled and said: "Your life-saving skills are below the level of Heavenly Dao. No one can kill you. Although you can't hurt him at all, he can't do anything to you."

"His strength is much stronger than when he killed Taoist Mosquito." The yellow-haired old man shook his head and said, "I secretly tried to stop him just now, but failed."

"Of course it's much stronger."

God King Zhu Rong said, "I went to the tides of time and space twice and obtained treasures. Not to mention, his natal flying sword became a treasure of merit and virtue, and his strength naturally increased greatly."

"Yes, the strength has greatly increased." The yellow-haired old man's eyes were dark.

"So Brother Huangxu has to be patient." God King Zhu Rong whispered, "Don't forget, you promised me, promised the Demon Ancestor. At this important moment, you must not be with someone who is not far away from death. Qin Yun goes to fight."

God King Zhu Rong was really afraid that his companion would be too angry and start a fight with Qin Yun.

After Qin Yun's natal flying sword became a treasure of merit and virtue, its power became even more unpredictable. God King Zhu Rong was not sure how to deal with it. He was afraid that his companions would be killed.

"Don't worry, it won't affect the Demon Ancestor's plan." The yellow-haired old man said.

"That's good." God King Zhu Rong nodded and left.

…

As soon as the Chaos God and Demon ‘Yu Ba’ died, many powerful people in the three realms felt the reaction.

The death of a powerful person still shocked the entire Three Realms.

"It's Qin Jianxian."

"Qin Jianxian, go kill Yu Ba."

"Qin Jianxian really hates evil as much as he hates it. If he kills well, he will kill well."

Some applauded, while others were terrified.

"How could this happen? Ancestor Huang Xu was powerful enough to protect Brother Yu Qi. Why was Brother Yu Qi killed?"

"That Qin Jianxian's natal flying sword has become a treasure of merit and virtue, and his strength has become stronger. Even Ancestor Huang Xu can't protect his subordinates."

"Will Qin Jianxian continue to kill other powerful people?"

"It's possible that Qin Jianxian is famous for his ruthlessness. When he killed the demon, he did it in a blinding manner."

"Although Brother Yuba has committed great sins, there are more than ten Chaos Gods and Demons who have committed such sins. Does Qin Jianxian also want to kill the other ten or so?"

There are powerful ones who are troubled.

When Qin Yun killed Taoist Mosquito, he also killed several powerful men who had committed serious crimes. At that time, he scared some powerful men who had committed serious crimes and whose backers were not strong enough to change their families.

At that time, the backing of the ‘Huangxu Patriarch’ was quite strong.

Now……

With only thirty-nine years left before the catastrophe, Qin Yun started killing again.

Looking at the three realms, there are very few people who can protect these extremely sinful powerful people! Those powerful men who had committed extremely sinful crimes were also very uneasy. They also moved very quickly, and five of them immediately changed their doors! Some shouted to change their minds and join Buddhism, some entered the dark abyss of demons, and some sought refuge with some other powerful being.

…

There were many disturbances from the outside world, but the yellow-haired old man was drinking alone. He was in a bad mood. After all, he was the one who was stepped on by Qin Yun to kill him.

"Ancestor." A gray-robed Taoist with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks came over and bowed respectfully.

"What are you doing here?" The yellow-haired old man glanced at him.

"Old Ancestor, Qin Yun killed Brother Yu Xi and did not give Old Ancestor face, so I was very angry." The gray-robed Taoist with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said in a low voice, "Old Ancestor's methods are unique in the three realms. If the Taoist Buddha does not come out, no one can do it. I can't help you, Ancestor. Why do you have to endure this bad breath, Ancestor? I admit, Qin Yun is very powerful. But he still has family members. Ancestor, you just go kill a few of his family members and let them know that Ancestor is yours. sharp."

"idiot!"

The yellow-haired old man angrily yelled, "His family is either in the small world of Dachang World, or in the heavenly realm of Leixiao Mountain. The heavenly realm... that is where even Taoist ancestors can come to the real body, you want me to seek death?"

"No, no." The gray-robed Taoist continued, "I don't mean to harm the ancestor! What I mean is... Qin Yun still has a flaw, and his family is his flaw. Find a suitable opportunity and ruthlessly kill him. Get even with him."

"It would be too despicable to anger your family." The yellow-haired old man shook his head.

"Ancestor, this is a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye." The gray-robed Taoist's eyes were filled with fierceness.

"You idiot, get out of here." The yellow-haired old man shouted.

"Yes Yes."

The gray-robed Taoist could only retreat obediently.

The yellow-haired old man was drinking alone there again. Qin Yun killed him on his own territory and killed his strongest subordinate. It was indeed a slap in the face. And this matter has spread throughout the three realms.

"What can I do?"

"He has flaws and weaknesses, but I can't rush to the heaven to die." The yellow-haired old man shook his head. Suddenly he was stunned, and his eyes gradually lit up.

"Yes!"

The yellow-haired old man was a little excited, "You don't need to rush to the heaven to die, you can vent your bad breath! And maybe... you can get a big harvest."

"Good idea, good idea."

The more he thought about it, the happier the yellow-haired old man became.

****

Heavenly Thunder Mountain, Qin Mansion.

"Disciple thanks Master, thank Master for avenging this great revenge for this disciple." Bian Hanyu knelt there and kowtowed, extremely excited and grateful.

"Okay, get up." Qin Yun said. If Bian Hanyu's enemies were not too strong, he could keep them to encourage his disciples. But Yu Qi is a top power! Even if Qin Yun has confidence in his apprentice Bian Hanyu... Qin Yun is not sure whether Bian Hanyu can become a powerful person in this life. The enemy is too strong, so strong that even Bian Hanyu despairs and thinks that his revenge is a joke, so there will be no motivation and he will only become the inner demon.

In addition, he only has thirty-nine years left before the tribulation, and Qin Yun cannot protect his apprentice all the time, so it is better to get rid of him as soon as possible.

"Yes, Master." Bian Hanyu stood up.

"You can go to the Yanyu Pavilion." Qin Yun said, "In the Yanyu Pavilion, there are the classics on sword cultivation created by me. You can read them all and practice. You can practice alone for a month. After one month, I will teach you again. .”

"Yes, disciple, resign." Bian Hanyu was now full of vigor and fighting spirit, and felt that his life was completely different.

After Bian Hanyu left.

Yi Xiao smiled and said: "Brother Yun, you are very kind to this apprentice."

"After all, my lineage of sword cultivators is just such a disciple now." Qin Yun said, "Before I go through the tribulation, I don't know how far she can practice. Unfortunately, the time is too short, and I can't teach her for a long time. he."

"Didn't you say that when Dao Ancestor accepted you as his disciple, he taught you at first, but later let you explore on your own." Yi Xiao said, "Comparatively speaking, you have given enough guidance to your disciples."

Qin Yun smiled: "That's right. When Master leads them in, they still have to look at themselves."

"Um?"

Qin Yun suddenly frowned, "He actually dares to come?"

"Who?" Yi Xiao asked.

"The old man with the yellow beard is here." Qin Yun sneered, "It's just an incarnation. Let's go and see what the old man with the yellow beard wants to do."

Immediately the couple walked out side by side.

A place on the top of the mountain.

The clouds and mist parted in front, and the illusory figure of an old man with yellow hair walked over.