Chapter 232 Bloody Rainy Night
Chapter 232 Bloody Rainy Night
Cultivators are very sensitive to changes in aura. When Chen Ping's eyes flashed with murderous intent, Ouyang Huan instantly noticed it.
Ouyang Huan is a cultivator at the peak of the eighth level of spiritual silence, which is also a first-class figure in the world. Moreover, he has been on the battlefield, participated in the Duantian Cliff Fight, and also participated in the battle between good and evil a hundred years ago.
He instantly felt that the situation was not good, and his body suddenly retreated, but it was too late. A purple light shot out from Chen Ping's palm. The distance between the two was too close, and the purple light instantly sank into Ouyang Huan's lower abdomen.
Ouyang Huan groaned, his eyes widened, and a look of pain instantly emerged.
Chen Ping saw that the sneak attack was successful, and a grim smile appeared on his face, but at this moment, a fire light suddenly lit up, like light and lightning, Chen Ping was shocked, and it was too late to dodge, and the fire light directly penetrated his chest.
It was Ouyang Huan's magic weapon, the Li Ran Xian Sword!
Chen Ping's face was full of painful twists and turns, and he stepped back several steps, his eyes full of disbelief in pain and despair!
He slowly lowered his head and saw the fiery red Xian Sword piercing his chest. His face was extremely pale. He opened his mouth and warm blood spurted out of his mouth.
He widened his eyes and didn't believe that the injured Ouyang Huan could launch a thunder attack on him before he died!
Chen Ping's body fell down, and a faint bloody smell slowly filled the whole house. The thunder outside the house sounded loudly, as if foreshadowing the beginning of the killing.
In the thunder and lightning, screams came from the surrounding houses, as well as the sounds of disciples shouting and fighting, but the whole world had long been covered by wind and rain, and the sound did not spread far, and then completely disappeared in the heavy rainy night.
Ouyang Huan knew that something was wrong. He held the wound on his lower abdomen with his left hand and tapped several acupuncture points on his chest with his right hand. However, the severe pain in his lower abdomen did not ease at all. The true energy and spiritual power that he had practiced for more than 200 years was leaking out crazily.
He gasped heavily, listening to the sound of fighting outside and the sound of his disciples screaming before death. He wanted to rush out, but he was powerless.
He had just killed Chen Ping in a rage, which was already the limit. He didn't know what strange magic weapon Chen Ping had stabbed into his lower abdomen. According to his cultivation level, ordinary injuries would not make him feel the spiritual power dispersed in an instant.
He struggled hard and pulled out the weapon inserted in his lower abdomen. It was a short blade, or more accurately, a dagger, about one foot long, with purple light flowing. It was pulled out of his lower abdomen without a drop of blood.
Ouyang Huan's face instantly turned pale, and he said hoarsely, "Zhan! Xiang! Si!"
Zhan Xiangsi, one of the four great divine daggers in the world, has always been the treasure of the Hehuan Sect of the Demon Sect. Now the owner of Zhan Xiangsi is Yu Linglong, the most outstanding figure of this generation of the Hehuan Sect.
Of course, he would not think that the Chen Ping who was killed by his sword was Yu Linglong. He slowly raised his head and looked outside the house.
In the wind and rain, there seemed to be several people standing outside the house. They were vague and could only be seen clearly through the light of lightning. Several people were indeed standing outside the house.
Ouyang Huan forced the remaining spiritual power in his body, and the Li Ran Xian Sword inserted in Chen Ping's body instantly flew back to his hand, slowly swallowing and spitting out red flames.
At this time, several people outside the door walked in. They were several very young people, both men and women, and most of them held magic weapons in their hands.
Ouyang Huan was knowledgeable and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley at a glance.
The magic weapons in the hands of these young people include white bone whip, dragon vertebra, five-color golden cicada silk, dark star bead, shadowless cone, and Zhan Xiangsi in his hand.
He said hoarsely: "So powerful, I didn't expect that in order to deal with our Langya Immortal Sect, the most outstanding young people in the Demon Sect have come."
Yu Linglong smiled like a flower, walked barefoot, and said with a smile: "Senior Ouyang's title of wild bull is really well-deserved. After being poisoned by my Zhan Xiangsi and Du Gongzi's Duanhunshang, he was able to counterattack and kill Chen Ping in an instant. I admire you very much!"
Ouyang Huan smiled miserably and said: "So you are the notorious Yu Linglong! Seeing you today, it is indeed... hehe..."
Yu Linglong smiled even more brilliantly and said: "So the senior also secretly You are very fond of me, but it's a pity that you are too poisoned and will not live long. Otherwise, I really want to go to the dark clouds with you and climb to the paradise! "
"Bah! Witch!"
Ouyang Huan angrily spat and said, "You demons of the demon sect are despicable and shameless, and you can only attack by surprise!"
Blood Prince Qu Xiangge said, "Ouyang Huan, what's the point of saying this? In the minds of you people, we are demons and evil ways. Since we are demons and evil ways, why should we fight you openly? We are in a hurry, you can die!"
After saying that, he smashed the dragon vertebrae magic weapon in his hand towards Ouyang Huan.
At the same time, he was holding Ouyang Huan's hand, and under the urging of Yu Linglong, the purple light suddenly surged, and directly cut off Ouyang Huan's left arm.
If it were in his prime, Ouyang Huan would definitely not surrender easily in the face of these six people.
Unexpectedly, Chen Ping had launched a sneak attack with the Zhan Xiangsi. The Zhan Xiangsi was a magic weapon with extraordinary spiritual power, and the blade was also tempered with the Tianmo Sect's deadly poison Duanhunshang.
The spiritual power of Zhan Xiangsi and the poison of Duan Hunshang instantly destroyed Ouyang Huan's century-old foundation. In just a short moment, the poison had spread to his face, and his face turned from pale to dark blue.
At this moment, Yu Linglong suddenly controlled Zhan Xiangsi and immediately cut off Ouyang Huan's left arm, who had almost no strength.
In the severe pain, Ouyang Huan screamed, raised his right arm with all his strength, and the flame of Li Ran Xianjian lit up again, blocking the dragon vertebra magic weapon that was smashed.
At this moment, Ouyang Huan was already at the end of his strength. Although he blocked Qu Xiangge's dragon vertebra, his body was hit hard and flew backwards, hitting the wall behind him.
At this moment, his left arm was broken at the root, and black blood gushed out from the broken end, and the light of the fairy sword in his hand gradually weakened.
Such an eight-foot-tall bearded giant who had dominated the world for more than a hundred years, spent his last days in the midst of the conversations and laughter of these young evil stars of the Demon Cult.
Unwilling, angry, desperate...
Before Ouyang Huan died, many negative emotions filled his entire soul.
Boom, a deafening thunder sounded in the sky outside. When the thunder stopped, there was no one else in the house except the bodies of Ouyang Huan and Chen Ping.
In the wind and rain, under the occasional lightning, how could there be two bodies?
The Langya Immortal Sect had never been attacked by the disciples of the Demon Cult, so most of the disciples were not mentally prepared. Among the disciples living in the dozen houses outside the Langya Jade Cave, only a few disciples noticed it and panickedly sacrificed their magic weapons to fight for a while. The other dozen disciples were all beheaded by the disciples of the Demon Cult with a sword in their sleep, and died silently.