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Chapter 751: Father and Son Kill Each Other

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    Only now did I understand why Yang Qingshan didn't show up before!

    He must have followed me all the time before, and he must have seen and listened to my fortune-telling, conversations with Chen Xiazi, Liu Wensan, and Liu Yufu.

    There are traitors in the Qiang people, and there are problems in the group of blood demon priests, he must be able to see it.

    If he appears, he will startle the enemy, as long as he does not come out, it will give people a sense of uncertainty, even if he does not come out when my life is in danger, it will make the opponent relax and think that there is something wrong with him!

    Before even I thought there might be something wrong with Yang Qingshan, let alone others.

    Now, when his patricide curse comes out, I can think clearly.

    Yang Qingshan's move is to kill his father in a safe and secure way!  He just wanted to wait until Yang Xiayuan made a move before killing his relatives righteously!

    The sadness, relief, and relief in those words perfectly interpreted his emotions?

    "Niezi! You are still trying to kill your father! Today I will take back everything I gave you!" Yang Xiayuan's face was horrifying due to the twisted muscles.

    The next moment, I saw a pitch-black Maotao sword roaring from above Yang Xiayuan's head!

    All this is too fast, almost to the extreme!

    Yang Xiayuan raised his head, raised his arms suddenly, and slapped upwards fiercely!

    With a crisp sound of "ž!", accompanied by the turbulent echo, Yang Xiayuan put his hands together firmly, and he actually slapped the black Maotao sword firmly in the palm of his hand.  !

    But all this is far from over.

    There is also a light blue shadow descending suddenly in the sky!

    There was another soft "bang!", and the shadow stood on the hilt of the Maotao Sword!  Maotao Sword pressed down again!

    Only then did I see clearly, who was that shadow if it wasn't Yang Qingshan?

    His face is cold, his eyes are downcast, his hands are behind his back, his left foot is on the hilt of his sword, his right foot is hanging in the air, and his light blue Taoist robe is blowing with the wind!

    The blue veins on Yang Xiayuan's forehead protruded, shaped like little ferocious snakes, his eyes widened, and beads of sweat rolled down from the corners of his forehead!

    The Taoist priest who debuted, the corpse who couldn't swallow his breath, and Yang Qingshan's killing heart!

    Even though Yang Xiayuan made up for his dying life with the blood of the good corpse, he is still an ordinary mortal in essence. With pure strength, how can he be Yang Qingshan's opponent?

    Besides, Yang Qingshan also used his own patricide curse!

    "Father, let's go." Yang Qingshan's thin lips parted lightly, and there was a bit of coldness in his words.

    To me, this "coldness" is even more righteous!

    It's a pity that Yang Qingshan didn't get out of the hairy ghost alive back then, otherwise, I believe, he would definitely not become a despicable and greedy person like Yang Xiayuan, and he would even have the ability to change many things.

    Or in other words, a person like him is the most suitable teacher of the Qiang people!

    "Go on the road? I won't die! The light of death is off, but you are a rebellious son who is trying to destroy your ancestors. I will crush you!" Yang Xiayuan roared angrily, and he pushed up violently, as if to push away  This sword!

    "Miezu?" Yang Qingshan smiled lightly, the foot he stepped on was suddenly raised, and stomped fiercely on the back of the other foot he was stepping on the hilt of the sword!

    "Father, if the ancestors are destroyed, I will learn from you and apply what I have learned."

    There was another "pop!", and the Maotao sword fell more than seven inches!

    Seeing that if there are two more inches, it will be directly inserted into Yang Xiayuan's Tianling!

    Yang Xiayuan's neck was bulging with blue veins, and he shouted sharply: "There is Guiwei water in the sky on Renwu, Gengzi Xinchou Yan Luochai, Wuzi has been ugly to the world, and the blood of Huangquan will be sad forever!"

    "Traveling in Tai Sui, blood will devour corpses!"

    His voice was extremely resentful, full of murderous intent and anger.

    Next to the coffin, there were still seven living corpses left. They were stiff and stiff at first, but now they all rushed towards Yang Qingshan!

    The Maotao sword is only more than one meter long, and he is standing on it, but it is not very high, and ordinary people can get it in one jump, let alone bloody!  ?

    The seven blood demons rushed to Yang Qingshan in an instant.

    Either pinch it with both hands, or form a palm knife with one hand, or directly lock the throat and buckle the shoulder

    "Gai Wen: The sky is round and the earth is round, and there are nine chapters of laws and regulations. I will kill them now, and get rid of all disasters!"

    Yang Qingshan stood firmly on the hilt with both feet, and with a wave of his right sleeve, three mahogany swords shot out from his wide cuff.

    "One cut to get rid of the calamity of the sky, the sky meets road ghosts, kill all the devils, and leave home forever!"

      "Chick!"

    The three mahogany swords stabbed steadily into the heads of the three blood fiends!  Straightforward, without hindrance!

    Turning into green corpses is an absolute top-to-bottom suppression of Xue Fiend!  Yang Qingshan blessed Taoism again, how could the blood fiend be able to resist!

    "Secondly, cut off the calamities of the earth, bring good fortune to the households of the earth, return the evil men and women to their righteousness, and beheaded will perish by themselves!"

    The moment Yang Qingshan retracted his right hand, he waved his left hand, and three mahogany swords shot out from the sleeve of his left hand.

    One of the swords actually pierced through two blood demons!

    In an instant, the seven blood demons were all penetrated by the mahogany sword, and with a bang, they fell directly around Yang Xiayuan.

    ? Yang Qingshan's movements were smooth and smooth, and he killed seven blood demons like an understatement, which made me very shocked, and my heart was even more embarrassing, because I thought of the contrast.

    Although Liu Yu's curse is strong, it is far less easy for him to destroy the blood demon than Yang Qingshan.

    But after thinking about it, this cannot be attributed to the tyranny of Taoism, Liu Yu's curse is definitely not weak in Taoism.

    Yang Qingshan's strength at this time should be more due to the absolute suppression of the blood demon by the green corpse.

    I was anxious in my heart, and wanted to go forward to help Yang Qingshan, so that Yang Xiayuan would be killed immediately, but the rope on my body tied me tightly, and I couldn't move at all, so I could only stare at Yang Xiayuan and Yang Xiayuan.  Aoyama thought quickly in his mind.

    Because there is another detail, that is, Yang Qingshan's Sang Sang Curse is not over yet, his last slash is useless, the seven blood demons have all been wiped out!

    The surroundings suddenly became quiet, as if there was no sound.

    At this moment, Yang Xiayuan's head was sweating profusely, and he firmly pressed the Maotao sword in his palm, and the sword was getting closer to the top of his head.

    Yang Qingshan lowered his head and took out another sword from his waist. The sword body was pale, cold and cold, as if it was made of white bones.

    "Do you know it?" Yang Qingshan said calmly, his voice even colder and hollow.

    The muscles on Yang Xiayuan's face were even more distorted, and there was already a look of fear in his eyes.

    "From the summer of April to the autumn of September, the death of the world should not stop."

    "There is no place to bury you if you are brave enough to bear the evil, and you are not filial if you smash your life to pieces!"

    The cold and solemn sound of incantations drank from Yang Qingshan's mouth, I saw him arched his body, bent down, raised the bone sword with both hands, and swung downward fiercely!

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