The Astral Energy in his body was easily torn apart by the Black Edge's bullets. Xing Lao's body was struck by it, and a large amount of black blood spurted out of his mouth. His entire body was like a cannonball as he was sent flying backwards by the powerful force of the bullets …
Bright red blood sprayed into the air, turning into a striking blood-red rainbow under the illumination of the lights. It was extremely eye-catching.
Under Leng Wuqing's incomparably cold and ugly gaze, Old Xing's body smashed heavily onto the ground beside him, producing a dull sound. Dark black blood spurted out from his mouth, the fresh red blood dyed Old Xing's clothes red.
Currently, Elder Xing no longer had the aura of a powerhouse from before. His four limbs were hit by the bullets from the Black Edge Battle Dragon in Ye Xuan's hands. There were eye-catching bullet holes in his arms and thighs, and the bullets had penetrated his bones.
If not for the fact that Elder Xing had relied on his outstanding agility to dodge the two fatal bullets at such a crucial moment, he probably would have been turned into a cold corpse by now.
Even so, Elder Xing was still severely injured.
Not only did the bullet rip out his tendons in his arms and legs, it also broke his bones, causing him to lose all ability to move. Even as a Spirit Travelling Profound Realm Martial Saint, he could not do anything about such an injury.
After all, the Black Edge Battle Dragon in Ye Xuan's hand was custom-made and its power was over ten times that of an ordinary pistol.
The reason why Ye Xuan didn't take out the Blackpeak Battle Dragon at the very start was to leave Elder Xing with a fatal blow.
"Elder Xing, how are you? Old Xing … "
"How are you?" "Are you alright..."
Seeing the miserable look on Elder Xing's face, Leng Wuqing and the Chen family's ancestor all had a drastic change in expression. They hurriedly rushed in front of him and ordered people to lift him up with great difficulty as incomparably respectful words came out of their mouths.
"Cough cough …" I... I'm fine, and. Still not dead! I never thought that the brat would be so sinister and ruthless … "
Old Xing's face was as pale as paper. He coughed violently, and words of weakness could be heard coming from his mouth.
"It seems like the power of this Black Edge Dragon is quite good, what a pity … This old thing's reaction was too fast, and was unable to kill him! "
Looking at the dying Elder Xing, Ye Xuan sighed lightly as he spoke with a helpless expression.
"Sect Master Li, how is it? Are you okay? "
After that, Ye Xuan turned around and his gaze fell onto the stunned and shocked Li Chunyang, and he voiced out words of concern.
"I'm fine, thank you young master Xuan for saving me!"
Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Li Chunyang finally recovered from the scene of Old Xing being heavily injured. He looked at Ye Xuan with undisguised reverence, and his heart felt even more gratified and pleased with his choice.
Who would've thought that under this absolute disadvantage, Ye Xuan would catch Elder Xing off guard and heavily injure him, turning the tables!
As for Lord Long, Xia Nan, and Li De Zhong, they were also looking at Ye Xuan with faces full of shock and excitement.
"Ye Xuan, you despicable scumbag, I'll kill you!"
Looking at Old Xing's miserable state, Leng Wuqing's eyes were filled with violent killing intent, cold and bloodthirsty words coming out from his mouth.
As his words fell, the power within his body surged, the Supreme Force in his entire body surged, and a powerful force exploded from beneath his feet, causing his body to explode with an unprecedented speed as he charged towards Ye Xuan.
Old Xing was half a teacher to him, and also a teacher and friend. Ye Xuan had actually crippled him, how could he not be angry?
The rage in his heart raged to the heavens. He was determined to cut Ye Xuan into a thousand pieces!
In just an instant, he'd arrived in front of Ye Xuan. The cold energy in his right arm was like it was forged from cold jade, carrying a sharp intent to kill as it smashed towards Ye Xuan.
The corner of Ye Xuan's mouth raised into an arc as he watched Leng Wuqing charge towards him in rage. The instant his fist smashed down, he slowly raised the Black Edge Battle Dragon in his hand and aimed the black muzzle at Leng Wuqing …
Looking at Ye Xuan's battle dragon, Leng Wuqing finally calmed down after thinking about what had happened to him. His expression couldn't help but change, and with a jerk of his shoulders, he turned his body and dodged to the side without the slightest hesitation.
However, the instant that Leng Wuqing dodged, Ye Xuan also moved, appearing in front of him like a ghost. The elbow on his right hand smashed onto his chest with lightning speed, and the powerful explosion caused Leng Wuqing to spray out a large amount of blood.
Before he could react, Ye Xuan suddenly turned to the side and kicked. His right leg that was surrounded by demonic energy was like a black dragon as it slapped Leng Wuqing's face …
Blood spurted out of Leng Wuqing's body like a broken kite.
At this moment, Ye Xuan raised the Black Edge Battle Dragon in his hand and pulled the trigger towards Leng Wuqing.
An ear-piercing sound of gunfire rang out. The sharp black bullets carried a sharp killing intent as they shot towards Leng Wuqing, constantly increasing in size in his eyes.
Ye Xuan wanted Leng Wuqing's life!
Seeing the bullet shooting towards his forehead, an unprecedented life and death crisis filled Leng Wuqing's heart, causing his face to become as pale as paper. All the hair on his body stood up, and he let out a terrified and desperate cry.
At this moment, Leng Wuqing clearly felt that the Death God was so close to him!
The incoming black bullet was like a death god holding a scythe as he walked towards him step by step …
Leng Wuqing had never experienced the feeling of death before.
He watched as the bullets grew bigger and bigger in his eyes, while Leng Wuqing's cries of despair rang out at the end of his life …
Just as the bullet was about to penetrate Leng Wuqing's forehead, something happened.
A cold shadow moved with the wind and strangely appeared in front of Leng Wuqing. At this moment, his palm, which was covered in a black leather glove, extended out like lightning. Under Ye Xuan's incomparably ugly gaze, it grabbed onto the bullet that was shooting towards Leng Wuqing …
The next moment, a dull thud was heard. It was the sound of Leng Wuqing's body heavily hitting the ground.
"Cough cough …"
Leng Wuqing clutched his chest as he violently coughed, black blood continuously flowing out from the corner of his mouth, causing his face to be filled with pain.
A gust of cold wind blew past. He tried his best to endure the pain as he stood up, but his lower body suddenly felt cold. He couldn't help but shiver.
He lowered his head to look, only to find that his crotch had long since become wet. This caused him to be dumbfounded on the spot?
In this moment of imminent death, he was actually scared to the point of peeing!
"Haha …" "He pissed, Leng Wuqing got scared to the point of peeing …"
"Look at his crotch, he's all wet …"
"And here I thought that this fellow had been scared to the point that he peed his pants..."
"Where's the Thirteenth Young Master of the Leng Clan? That's all? "
Seeing Leng Wuqing's stunned appearance, and looking at his crotch that was still flowing, Li De Zhong, Lord Long, and Xia Nan couldn't help but laugh loudly.
"Old dog Chen, you chose a good master!"
Li Chunyang also sneered, but his gaze was focused on the black figure that had appeared beside Leng Wuqing. His eyes were filled with seriousness.
Ye Xuan's gaze fell on the black figure that had saved Leng Wuqing at the critical moment. His eyes were filled with a grim light.
Since this guy was able to receive Leng Wuqing's fatal blow with his bare hands, he was probably much stronger than Elder Xing.
This was a man dressed in black armor, with long hair, his entire body exuding a powerful aura, seemingly cold and solemn, a long sword engraved with a black qilin tattoo hung at his waist, causing his aura to shine even more brightly, like an unparalleled sharp sword in the darkness, its sharpness unconcealable.
He was the famous expert from the Leng Clan, the vice captain of the Thirteenth Squad of the Shadow Unicorn Army, Hei Lin!
The Leng Clan's Shadow Kirin Army was extremely famous and its strength was especially terrifying and powerful. Every member had to reach at least the peak of the Carefree Sky Realm before they could be qualified to enter the Shadow Kirin Army for their special training. Only after passing would they be qualified to become one of the members!
"Thirteenth Young Master, Black Scale came late, please punish me!"
Under the gazes of Ye Xuan and the others, Hei Lin knelt on one knee towards Leng Wuqing and spoke in a solemn voice.
whoosh whoosh whoosh … *
As the black scale's words fell, another ten black figures flew down and landed behind the black scale. They respectfully knelt down before Leng Wuqing!
"A bunch of useless trash have just arrived!"
Hearing Master Long's laughter and seeing the group of Black Scales kneeling down, Leng Wuqing's expression turned extremely ugly. He ruthlessly kicked a member of the Shadow Unicorn Army, sending him flying as furious words came from his mouth.
"I met some trouble on the way. Please do not blame Thirteenth Young Master!"
Hei Lin clasped his hands together and spoke respectfully.
Leng Wuqing's expression was ice-cold. His expression was extremely ugly. He clenched his fists until they made 'ka ka' sounds, and cold words came out of his mouth.
"Thank you, Thirteenth Young Master!"
With Leng Wuqing's permission, the Shadow Unicorn army led by Hei Lin stood up.
They stood up and turned around, coldly staring at Ye Xuan, Li Chunyang, and the others who stood opposite them. Their eyes flickered with a cold light, and a formidable aura unreservedly spread out from their bodies, forming an illusory huge black Qilin that roared and roared at Ye Xuan and the others.
Strong gales blew and gales flew everywhere. A terrifying imposing pressure attacked them, causing Ye Xuan and Li Chunyang's expressions to turn extremely serious. They could only feel that it was difficult to circulate the astral energy within their bodies …
"Tap, tap, tap …"
As for Dragon Lord, Xia Nan, Li Yifeng, and the others, because they couldn't withstand this terrifying aura pressure, they had to retreat more than ten steps before stabilizing themselves. Only then did they feel a bit better.
He never thought that the people who came to save Leng Wuqing would be so terrifying and strong!
"This is the Leng Clan's Shadow Kylin Army. Each member is at least a Martial Marquis at the pinnacle of the Free and Unrestrained Sky Realm, and the vice captain is a Martial Saint at the Spirit Travelling Profound Realm …" Everyone be careful, don't be careless! "
Feeling their imposing aura and seeing the swords on their waists, Li Chunyang's expression became serious as he let out a low and deep sentence.
"I want them dead!"
Leng Wuqing stared at Ye Xuan with hatred in his eyes. He clenched his fists until they made 'ka ka' sounds, and chillingly said those cold words from his mouth.
"Attack! Leave no one alive!"
Killing intent filled the eyes of Hei Lin and the others when they heard Leng Wuqing's words. They suddenly charged forth and transformed into black qilins that carried a dense bloodthirsty aura as they charged towards Ye Xuan, Li Chanyang, and the others …
They hadn't even arrived when the terrifying killing intent they were carrying set off a gust of wind, causing Ye Xuan and the others to turn grim.
Ye Xuan took a deep breath and clenched the Black Edge Battle Dragon in his hand tightly. Just as he was about to fight to the death, his cold and clear voice sounded out at this moment.
"If the people of the Night God Hall dare to make a move, then you must be tired of living!"
He begged for monthly tickets, he begged for monthly tickets, he begged for monthly tickets!