God level swordsman

Chapter 192 Famous 1
The originally elegant and orderly hall was filled with dead bodies, scattered everywhere, with pungent blood flowing everywhere.Without exception, these people were worshipers and guards of the Long family. Longmen recognized the most eye-catching people at a glance. They were his father, biological mother, brothers and sisters.

All of them looked terrified, their eyes were full of fear, some had only their heads left, some had half their bodies gone, and their death conditions could be described as extremely miserable.

"Father." Longmen opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.

At this time, Gongsun Changhe led the people in a file, and seeing the dragon gate standing still, he said displeasedly: "You dare not go in if I don't come?"

Longmen was not in the mood to answer him, even if it was someone who meant a lot to him.

Gongsun Changhe entered the hall with a frown. When he saw so many corpses, he was suddenly shocked. He subconsciously thought that Long Feiyu couldn't hold himself back, so he took action before they could come over.

After all, Long Feiyu is also a martial artist from the Outer Realm, and it is not easy to deal with some innate and inner disciples of the Nandou Sword Sect.

That's fine, it saves him from taking action again. Anyway, the credit belongs to him.

"Long Feiyu, you did a good job." Gongsun Changhe praised, and he regretted it as soon as he finished speaking, because he happened to see Long Feiyu's head facing him.Almost subconsciously, Gongsun Changhe understood that he had confused things just now, and his body immediately entered a state of alert, but it was far from making him feel intimidated.

Except for Long Feiyu and Longmen, the Long family is a little bit decent, and the others are just useless things. The people of the Nandou Sword Sect can fight to kill them, but when they meet Gongsun Changhe, they will die.

Gongsun Changhe stood with his hands behind his back, glanced at the person in front of him, and said indifferently: "I am Gongsun Changhe, the blood king's clan. If you are sensible, please be restrained obediently. Don't force us to do it. It will not be as simple as death."

The domineering words echoed in the hall for a long time, and the name of Gongsun Changhe came to the world like a thunderbolt, which was deafening.

Zhao Tai, who was sitting at the top and drinking tea, twitched his eyes. Why did this sentence seem so familiar?Are we distant relatives to the Lingling General Xing Daorong, who has the courage of thousands of men?He ignored this copy of Xing Daorong and turned to look at Wang Qingyu aside.

At this time, Wang Qingyu's complexion became extremely ugly.After Zhao Tai killed Long Feiyu before, he went his own way and destroyed the entire Long family. He went too far. If Zhao Tai hadn't asked him to wait a moment, he would have avenged Brother Long and his family, even if it was an egg against a stone.

But now it was Long Feiyu's favorite youngest son, Long Men, who came with the Blood King Zonggong Sun Changhe. The truth was already clear before his eyes.

Wang Qingyu was not angry, only deeply helpless.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

No matter what the reason for Long Feiyu's departure from the right path was, he could no longer turn back.

From this moment on, Longmen is his enemy.

Anyone who stands on the opposite side of the righteous way will become the public enemy of the entire martial arts world.

"Gongsun Changhe? I haven't heard of it." Wang Qingyu shook his head, and his dull words sounded like thunder.

Zhao Tairao glanced at him with interest, and already knew it in his heart.Wang Qingyu is holding back his stomach fire because his friend joined the magic way, and that Gongsun Changhe is just an idiot, not much better than Wang Qingyu.

Therefore, Wang Qingyu wants to fight, so let him go.

"It's ridiculous that people who are not from the Nandou Sword Sect dare to talk to someone like this." The corners of Gongsun Changhe's mouth slightly curled up, and then he hooked his fingers at Wang Qingyu, and said contemptuously: "If you can persist ten years under someone's hands, After one round, someone loses."

Without saying a word, Wang Qingyu slammed the table hard, and his whole body shot out, as fast as lightning.His palms danced continuously, and the fierce wind was more than half a foot long, and instantly hit Gongsun Changhe's face.

Gongsun Changhe's complexion changed slightly. He didn't expect the ordinary martial artist sitting next to the elder of Nandou Sword Sect to be so tyrannical, and his Gang Qi soared by half a foot, which showed that the other party's cultivation base was still higher than his.

The identities of the people sent out by the Blood King Sect this time are not too high. The most powerful and powerful ones are the four blood sons, and the rest are not very capable people.Although Gongsun Changhe was a confidant of that powerful elder, he had no real power and was only pretending to be powerful because of his reputation.

The four strongest blood sons are also dead, and Gongsun Changhe and his like are no longer in danger.

Only then did Gongsun Changhe realize that the strength on the other side seemed to be extraordinary, and their group seemed to have encountered a tough situation.However, he was not just a person who gained fame in vain. When he saw Wang Qingyu's palm sword rushing towards him in an instant, he waved his palms continuously, holding up a blood-colored sword curtain composed of blood-colored sword energy out of thin air.

boom,
The turquoise light hit the blood curtain, making a sky-shattering sound.

The blue brick floor in the hall trembled slightly, and a wave of air swept out, and all the martial artists with lower cultivation levels were overturned to the ground.

The two martial arts masters from the Waigang Realm fought with terrifying power.

click,

The blood curtain quickly cracked and then fell apart.

Wang Qingyu was also stunned. He was fighting with the mentality of seeing death as home, and he had already put his life aside. He didn't expect that the opponent was much weaker than he imagined, and he didn't even practice the blood refining god of the Blood King Sect.

Breaking through Gongsun Changhe's defense with one palm, Wang Qingyu's confidence increased greatly. A cold light flashed in his hand, and the long knife slashed out obliquely. To Gongsun Changhe's chest.

"No." A look of horror appeared in Gongsun Changhe's eyes, and he hurriedly put his arms across his chest.

laugh,
The blade penetrated the arm, pierced Gongsun Changhe's jade robe, and missed only a few inches before going straight to the heart.

Gongsun Changhe broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, he had a breast shield on his chest given by the elders. It was a secret treasure and could withstand attacks from fifth-grade treasure blades.This protective goggle may seem useless, but it can still save someone's life at a critical moment.

Even so, the endless force still penetrated into his internal organs like maggots in the tarsus. His feet softened and he fell to his knees.

"I am Changhe, the grandson of the Blood King. Those who know what is right will be bound obediently."

What Gongsun Changhe just said was still in his ears. After a few rounds, he was beaten to his knees. No one could believe that the domineering and extremely arrogant Blood King Sect master Gongsun Changhe was so intolerant of beatings.

Longmen, who was standing at the door feeling sad, was also dumbfounded. When the Blood King Sect first arrived in Pingjiang Mansion, they killed dozens of people with thunderous means. They were beaten so hard that the Long family did not dare to take a breath, and finally forced them to join the Blood King Sect. Otherwise, the family will be destroyed.

Why did such a powerful Blood King Sect fall under the hands of Wang Qingyu, whose strength was not much different from Long Feiyu's?

Longmen thought about it and found that this seemed to be the first time he had seen Gongsun Changhe take action.

(End of this chapter)