A decaying aura came from all directions. It pressed down on the Sun Flame Real Qi, and it emitted a "popping" sound of something exploding.
Yang Qingxuan raised his palm and six Sun Flame flew out, turning into a giant palm and slapping forward!
"Boom!"
As if the space was shattered, the feeling of suppression was lifted. Flames sprayed out in all directions, burning all the withered and decaying vegetation into ashes.
Suddenly, a pitch-black silhouette pierced through the flames.
Yang Qingxuan did not dare to be careless. He slapped with his palm and flames spread out between his five fingers.
"Bang!"
When the two palms collided, the flames around Yang Qingxuan's body trembled and were extinguished by the opponent. The Sun Flame True Qi also exploded under the palm.
"Peak of the Genuine Martial Realm!"
Yang Qingxuan was shocked and felt a sharp pain in his arm.
Upon closer inspection, the skin under his palm was torn open and his five fingers had also exploded. The cracks spread up his arm and extended to his forearm. His muscles split open and his flesh turned over.
"What's going on?!"
Yang Qingxuan was shocked. Even if the opponent was at the Peak of the Genuine Martial Realm, it was impossible to destroy his arm with one palm. He hurriedly retracted his hand and formed a seal with his left hand.
"Chi!"
A finger pierced through the air and turned into a stream of energy.
That person stretched out his five fingers and grabbed with his palm. However, just as his palm reached the air, he saw Yang Qingxuan's finger techniques and dozens of Piercing Air Fingers attack.
Startled, the man hurriedly withdrew his hand, and his figure flashed in the air, disappearing without a trace.
Yang Qingxuan wanted to chase, but after thinking about it, he stopped. He was unfamiliar with this place and his arm was inexplicably injured, which made him feel strange.
"How are you?"
Yang Qingxuan walked behind him and looked at Li Yu who was lying in the corner with his body torn open. The wound was the same as the wound on his arm.
Li Yu was seriously injured and only had a weak breath left. He said intermittently, "Po … Po … Rotten King …"
"Trash King?"
Yang Qingxuan helped Li Yu up and asked, "What do you mean?"
Li Yu's injuries were too severe. After vomiting a few mouthfuls of blood, he was completely powerless and could not speak at all.
"The Tattered King is the Martial Soul of that person just now."
A voice came from behind.
Yang Qingxuan hurriedly turned around and saw two more people in the small courtyard. Both of them had solemn expressions. One of them had a white beard and eyebrows, while the other looked to be in his thirties and had a ferocious face.
Seeing his vigilant look, the white-browed old man said, "My name is Zong Nanbei. This is my right-hand man, Chen Fei."
Yang Qingxuan sensed the extraordinary aura of the two and calmly said, "Peak of the True Martial Realm? One of the three big brothers that Li Yu mentioned? "
Zongnan Nan smiled and nodded: "Three big brothers? Hehe, there is only one big brother here, and that is me. The other two he mentioned should be Chen Fei and Han Kai. "
"Chen Fei? Is he from the Chen family? "Yang Qingxuan asked.
Zongnan Nan smiled: "Yes. Han Kai is the one who attacked you just now. "
Yang Qingxuan remembered Li Yu's words. One of the big brothers was of the same generation as the seven elders of Tian Cong. Obviously, it was this Zongnan Nan in front of him. He said: "I came to see the two of you for a purpose. I hope to ask for a place to cultivate without being disturbed."
Zongnan Nan stroked his beard and smiled: "In the entire Forbidden Land, without my protection, no one can be safe. Even you, this year's new Four Kings. "
Yang Qingxuan's heart moved. His eyes flickered as he said: "It seems that mister is not completely isolated here. You can actually receive news from the outside."
Zongnan Nan laughed and said: "You are indeed smart. Those who can become the Four Kings are not simple people. This old man naturally has a way to communicate with the outside. "
Yang Qingxuan listened quietly. He had already made his request and only needed to wait for Zongnan Nan's response.
Zongnan Nan was silent for a moment, then said: "I can agree to your request, but you have to help me do one thing. That is to kill Han Kai."
"What?"
Yang Qingxuan said in surprise: "Isn't Han Kai one of your people? Besides, if the two of you join forces, there should be no problem, right? "
Zongnan Nan said: "Han Kai was indeed one of my people before, but he forced himself to cultivate an evil art. He has already gone mad and his mind has been eroded. He is very dangerous now. If the two of us join forces, we can naturally take him down, but the price will not be small. With your help, the danger will be much less. "
Yang Qingxuan said: "If the three of us join forces, I can promise you. If it's one on one, it's absolutely impossible."
Zongnan Nan smiled and said: "Haha, if I let you fight one on one, even if you are the new Four Kings, you are definitely not his opponent." He glanced at Yang Qingxuan's arm and said: "You should hurry up and recover from your injuries."
Yang Qingxuan raised his hand and frowned: "You just said that Han Kai's Martial Spirit is the Ruin King, what does that mean?"
Chen Fei, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth and said, "Let me explain. The so-called King of Rags means that wherever his True Yuan passes, everything will turn into rags, just like your arm and his chest." He pointed at Li Yu.
Li Yu had already fainted, but his injuries did not worsen. His life was temporarily saved.
"Wherever his True Qi passes, everything will turn into ruins?"
Yang Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, then said: "Isn't that too troublesome?"
Chen Fei sneered: "It is precisely because it is troublesome that you have the opportunity to make a request to Big Brother."
Yang Qingxuan nodded: "I understand, give me a secret room."
Zongnan Nan waved his hand: "Chen Fei, take him there. Give him a secret room and three days. After three days, we will make our move." Finished speaking, he turned and left.
"Yes."
Chen Fei said to Yang Qingxuan: "Come with me."
Yang Qingxuan pointed at Li Yu and said: "What about him?"
Chen Fei sneered and sneered: "People come in here every day, and people die every day. If he is lucky, he will live. If he is unlucky, he will die. Why should we care about him?"
Yang Qingxuan bent down and patted a few of Li Yu's major acupoints to shake out some of the rotten Qi. Then, he fed him a pill and stood up.
"Tch, what a waste!"
Chen Fei's face showed disdain. After all, in this place, pills were extremely precious.
He led Yang Qingxuan past the small courtyard. Behind the courtyard were houses that looked like stand-alone villas.
What puzzled Yang Qingxuan the most was how to obtain light from the altar. It was as bright as the outside. Other than the absence of a sky, there was no sense of obstruction.
Chen Fei let him choose a room and said with a smile: "Go in and try it. There are many iron thorns inside. They are unique to this place. You can try it. After three days, I will come and find you again. "
Finished speaking, he ignored him and left.
"Iron thorns?"
Yang Qingxuan's mind flashed with the endless black thorns that grew around the altar.
Walking into the secret room, he was stunned for a moment. As he expected, it was empty inside, but half of the space was filled with those black thorns.
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