Chapter 1368 Don’t Be Confident

"puff!"

As the protective formation was broken, countless Qingshan Sword Sect disciples were hit by the powerful force and vomited blood. They flew backwards and the long swords in their hands fell to the ground, making a series of crisp sounds.

Fan Ning, who was at the front, was the first to bear the brunt. His chest suddenly dented, and a "click" sound came out. He didn't know how many ribs were broken. He stumbled back about ten steps, staggering, with a hint of laughter at the corner of his mouth. There were blood stains and his face was extremely pale.

His injury was not healed, and he was jointly attacked by Ren Xiaoyao and the strong men of Xiaoyao Sect. At this moment, his injury became more serious.

"Make a big fuss and force their leader to come out!"

After blasting through the Qingshan Sword Sect's protective formation, Ren Xiaoyao hugged his chest and said coldly.

"good!"

A dozen powerful Martial Emperors behind him nodded and took action at the same time. A dozen terrifying fist lights made roaring sounds, piercing the air, and simultaneously smashed into a towering mountain with the four powerful characters of "Qingshan Sword Sect" engraved inside the mountain gate. go!

"Bang!"

As more than a dozen fist lights fell, the mountain dozens of meters high exploded, and a huge sound spread throughout the Qingshan Sword Sect!

"You actually destroyed the mountain gate of my Qingshan Sword Sect!"

Qin Guan, who was on the way, saw the mountain at the mountain gate explode, and his expression suddenly sank.

The mountain gate is the face of the sect, and destroying the mountain gate means naked provocation!

At this moment, Qin Guan's heart was filled with rage, and his eyes were filled with an icy cold light!

At the gate of Qingshan Sword Sect.

As the mountain gate was destroyed, the four vigorous characters "Qingshan Sword Sect" were torn apart and turned into rubble, falling from the sky one after another.

"asshole!"

The four big characters on the mountain gate are the relics of the head of Qingshan, and they are also a symbol of the spirit of the entire Qingshan Sword Sect. Countless Qingshan Sword Sect disciples instantly became red-eyed, and Fan Ning was so angry that his beard stood up, and he was seriously injured. The body suddenly rushed towards the strong men of Xiaoyao Sect, and the three-foot green sharp edge in his hand cut through the air, hitting Ren Xiaoyao directly with a dazzling cold light.

"Dare you take action against our disciple?"

"court death!"

A dozen strong men from the Xiaoyao Sect sneered when they saw Fan Ning attacking Ren Xiaoyao. A ninth-level Martial Emperor strongman at the front punched out, and a red energy punch suddenly shot out with a length of ten feet!

Fan Ning, who was seriously injured, was far from a match for the ninth level warrior of Emperor Wu. With a loud bang, the long sword in his hand was directly blown away by the giant energy fist, and then all the remaining energy of the giant fist hit Fan Ning!

"puff!"

There was a sharp pain in his internal organs. Fan Ning looked up to the sky and spat out a large mouthful of blood, and flew backwards.

"Fan Zuozhi!"

Qin Guan rushed over, hugged Fan Ning in his arms, and gently landed his feet on the ground. He frowned and looked at Fan Ning who was already dying in his arms. He immediately took out a healing elixir and stuffed it into his arms. Mouth full of blood.

"Master in charge!"

"Master in charge!"

When the surrounding Qingshan Sword Sect disciples saw Qin Guan appear, they all knelt down and saluted.

"Ahem...Master, you...why are you here? The Xiaoyao Sect is too strong, we are no match for them at all. Please leave quickly...leave, ahem..."

Seeing Qin Guan rushing over, Fan Ning looked worried and spoke intermittently.

"Fan Zuoshi, it's important that you heal your wounds first. Don't worry about my safety! No matter how the people from Xiaoyao Sect hurt you, I will make them pay back a hundred times!"

After comforting Fan Ning and ordering the two disciples on the side to support Fan Ning, Qin Guan turned his head and focused his gaze on the ninth-level Xiaoyao Sect Martial Emperor who injured Fan Ning.

"Your boy is the new head of the Qingshan Sword Sect, right? It seems that the Qingshan Sword Sect really has no one, and they actually let you, a boy of the fourth level of the Martial Emperor, be the leader! And you have been so arrogant since you first came, and you want us to repay you a hundredfold? Believe it or not? If you don’t believe it, today is the day when your Qingshan Sword Sect will be wiped out!”

The strong man from Xiaoyao Clan who injured Fan Ning sneered, his face full of disdain.

"die!"

Qin Guan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He moved and turned into a stream of light and rushed straight towards him!

"Hmph! You were half-dead after being blasted by the Martial Saint Thunder Tribulation, and you are still so arrogant? Forget it, I, Zhang Yue, will personally avenge the death of Venerable Yang Xiao today!"

"Zhang Yue", the strong man of Xiaoyao Sect who seriously injured Fan Ning, snorted coldly, and his figure also turned into a stream of light, and suddenly rushed towards Qin Guan!

Although Qin Guan killed Yang Xiao and the Holy Emperor of the Snow Saint Empire, he only relied on the Nine Dragons Locking Formation at Changjian Peak. Coupled with the continuous battles, the combat effectiveness is definitely not as good as before. Zhang Yue has enough confidence to fight with Qin Guan. In one battle, he was even certain to kill Qin Guan on the spot!

"Zhang Yue, don't make excuses!"

A white-haired old man reminded him.

"Don't worry, Zhang Yue is also a strong man in our Xiaoyao Sect who is only inferior to Venerable Yang Xiao. He is definitely more than enough to face a fourth-level Martial Emperor boy who is seriously injured and has not yet recovered!"

A strong man from Xiaoyao Sect with a thin face shook his head in disdain.

"Boy, go to hell!"

Zhang Yue instantly rushed to less than three meters in front of Qin Guan, and suddenly struck out with his clenched palm. His huge fist was like a meteorite, swelling countless times in an instant, with a dazzling red light in the air, whistling. Hit Qin Guan!