The Concourse of the Underworld had put up such a big fight. It was obvious that they would not stop until they had achieved their goal.
If there were only five of them, would the Concourse of the Underworld really think too highly of He Hanqing by coming here with ten Yama Kings?
Now that there were five of them, if the other Yama Kings were here as well, then where were the rest of them now?
Emperor Song sneered and did not stop Venerable Lord Saber from leaking the news.
Since things had come to this, he could only catch them all in one fell swoop!
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He Hanqing had just sat down in the Mystical Crystal Formation when the four guardian masters around him held their breaths and began to channel their mystical Qi to activate the Mystical Crystal Formation to help He Hanqing heal his injuries.
However, just as the purple light flickered, signaling the activation of the healing formation, there was a sudden "bang". The one hundred pieces of mystical crystals in the center suddenly burst into a pile of fragments.
A sharp voice rang out, "He Hanqing, it is destined to be useless to heal yourself now. Come, come, come, follow my Soul Reaping Chain. Your time has come!"
A cloud of netherworld fog suddenly filled the entire secret chamber.
Another mountain seemed to appear out of thin air, pressing down fiercely.
The four guardians around him roared angrily and retaliated at the same time.
"King Taishan!"
He Hanqing sat upright in his original position, his expression calm. However, his pupils suddenly contracted. Looking at the sudden attack in the void, his two hands slowly crossed in front of his chest. His entire body suddenly emitted an unprecedentedly strong aura.
A palm flipped out, and the huge mountain that had just pressed down turned into nothingness with a bang.
That huge mountain that had suddenly appeared seemed to have form and substance, as if it was a real entity. Against an ordinary person, it would indeed be no different from a huge mountain pressing down on them. However, against He Hanqing who had a stronger cultivation base, it was not enough. It was just a head-on collision with his palm, and the mountain immediately collapsed. It was clear who was stronger!
A silhouette snorted, "Supreme Lord Spring Frost really lives up to his reputation."
Then, a disdainful voice said, "Am I living up to my reputation?" Following this voice, a pale white sword suddenly rushed out from the netherworld fog. Like a white steed passing through a crack, it came to He Hanqing's throat in an instant.
"King Pingdeng!"
He Hanqing exclaimed.
Obviously, he did not expect the two Yama Kings of the Concourse of the Underworld to appear at the same time in the secret chamber. Not only did they come so suddenly, they even joined forces to attack him. He let out a muffled groan. His entire body floated up in an unusually light manner, dodging the Prince of Equality's swift sword by a hair's breadth.
Then, He Hanqing's face turned red. He suddenly raised his head and spat out three mouthfuls of blood. However, his aura did not weaken because of the blood he spat out. Instead, it climbed to its peak.
Following that, a series of 'puff, puff, puff' noises resounded continuously. He Hanqing's palms collided with the Equality King's sword for more than a dozen times. Both of them let out a muffled groan and retreated respectively.
Concourse of the Underworld.
The Yama King made his move!
This was tantamount to an impending death!
Although He Hanqing didn't know why this group of people would come to him and start a deadly trap, He Hanqing was very clear that he was now at a critical juncture of life and death.
Therefore, he immediately activated the Art of Soul Ignition and burned ten years of his lifespan to suppress all his injuries in an instant!
He had to fight with all his might. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to survive.
If he did not do so, then this day next year would definitely be his death anniversary!
Although it was a pity to lose ten years of his lifespan, as long as he could meet Mr. Nian, there was still a chance that these ten years of lifespan could be made up for. However, if he could not deal with the current crisis, he would immediately become a corpse. How could he talk about the future?
"Get out!"
He Hanqing let out a loud shout and straightened his body. His body that was originally in a hunched state suddenly became straight and upright. His beard and beard fluttered as he struck out with his palm like a bolt of lightning, creating a passageway that led to the surface in the secret room. The strength of his palm was incomparably powerful!
The people from the Concourse of the Underworld had arrived, and it was the Yama Kings who had personally made their move. This secret chamber could no longer be relied on. Instead, it had become a blessed place for the Yama Kings of the Underworld to set up their killing trap!
In order to fight for a chance of survival, the most important thing now was to get to the surface immediately!
Who would have thought that as soon as the path was opened, a strange laugh could be heard. A gust of chilly wind actually followed the path that had just been opened and flowed in the opposite direction.
"Go back!"
With a loud explosion, He Hanqing's hands trembled as he tumbled backward. His face was pale with fright. "You … How many people are here? Why is this happening? "
A man dressed in grey with a crown on his head could be vaguely seen. "He Hanqing, your time is up. We will serve justice on behalf of heaven and bring you back to the netherworld!"
"Nonsense!" He Hanqing was furious. "The Four Seasons Tower and the Concourse of the Underworld have never interfered with each other. What is the reason for you to suddenly attack this old man? Is the Concourse of the Underworld going against the Four Seasons Tower? "
It was the same question again!
Obviously, in the hearts of the Four Seasons Tower's higher-ups, no sect or force in the Tianxuan Continent would dare to provoke or attack the Four Seasons Tower!
However, today was obviously an exception!
The man said eerily, "We are acting by the will of heaven, abiding by our duty to accept those who deserve to die into the cycle of reincarnation, only to serve justice on behalf of heaven. What do you mean by not interfering with each other?"
An eerie command rang out, "Where are the Concourse of the Underworld's Soldiers? Hurry up and bring He Hanqing into the cycle of reincarnation! "
The ghostly cries in the air grew louder. Countless eerie silhouettes filled the Residence of He in an instant. Not only were they in the air, but they also occupied the eaves and the ground, filling up the entire place.
Cries of agony could be heard from all around.
This was obviously a large-scale, indiscriminate strangulation, and it seemed to be killing them all without leaving any survivors!
Although the Four Seasons Tower's experts in the Residence of He were not few in number and their cultivation base was not bad, facing the Concourse of the Underworld's assassins in addition to the participation of many Yama Kings, the difference in strength between both sides was too great.
It was not that the Four Seasons Tower was too weak, but He Hanqing cherished his life the most. During this period of time, despite the continuous loss of manpower, the Four Seasons Tower's Hall of Spring had a strong foundation. Most of the men they lost were exposed to the public, and the loss of high-end combat power was limited. Now that He Hanqing was recuperating, it was only natural that all the elite troops that could be mobilized were gathered.
In addition to the elite subordinates of Venerable Lord Saber, such a scale of force would not pose any threat unless it was an attack by a top expert like Ling Xiaozui, not to mention that Venerable Lord Saber was watching from the side. If there was an extreme situation, as long as Ling Xiaozui did not come personally, he would definitely lend a helping hand!
However, He Hanqing had obviously missed out on the Concourse of the Underworld. He would never have thought that the Concourse of the Underworld would shed all pretenses of cordiality with the Four Seasons Tower and launch a forceful attack. Furthermore, their lineup was so extravagant that it was outrageous!
Among the ten court Yama Kings of the Concourse of the Underworld, there were already as many as seven of them!
In the sky, Emperor Song, the King of Hell, and the King of Chakravarti formed an insurmountable line of defense, causing Venerable Lord Saber and the rest to stare at them helplessly, unable to do anything.
In the midst of the battle, the Four Seasons Tower's men were constantly falling from the sky.
The rumbling sound caused the entire earth to tremble.
Obviously, not only did Venerable Lord Saber's side not gain the upper hand, they were at a disadvantage. The situation of the battle was not optimistic at all!
On the other side, as the command was given, in addition to the movement of countless ghost soldiers, two illusory silhouettes appeared in mid-air, accompanied by gusts of chilly wind. One had a bull's head and the other a horse's face, holding onto the Soul Reaping Chain. As they approached, the bull's head and horse's face appeared as well. The atmosphere of the battlefield was filled with ghostly Qi, the chilly wind howling.
Poof, poof, poof …
Another seventeen silhouettes fell to the ground, screaming in agony. Although there were a few who were lucky enough to survive, their heads were immediately separated from their bodies. The Concourse of the Underworld's assassins were the most meticulous in observing the life and death of their targets. How could they not know if they were dead or not? How could they not die?
Regardless of whether they were dead or alive, they would investigate after chopping off their heads!
At this moment, the murderous intent of the few Yama Kings of the Concourse of the Underworld who were targeting He Hanqing grew. First Court King Qinguang laughed maniacally, the nine-segmented whip in his hand once again turning into a cloudy green dragon.
Bang, bang, bang …
As the silhouette of King Qinguang's dragon reappeared, the last few men from the Four Seasons Tower had their brains ruptured amidst the ghastly fog, their souls leaving the netherworld.
With a long, furious howl, a silhouette flew out from the ground like a bolt of lightning, breaking through the ghastly fog and ascending into the sky. The person was dressed in a scholar's robe. Although his face was old, his hair was white, and his face was filled with rage, he still exuded a scholarly aura.
It was He Hanqing.
As a scholar's grandmaster, although he still looked as tall as a mountain, he was actually trembling slightly, a trickle of blood trickling down the corner of his mouth.
"Why? Why are you doing this? "He Hanqing's eyes were fixed on First Court King Qinguang.
First Court King Qinguang had put in the most effort in this battle, cheering loudly for a fierce battle. Therefore, his current condition was not much better. Even his royal robe had been torn in many places, his clothes ragged and his hair disheveled. Fresh blood dripped from his chest, indicating that he was injured as well. However, he was not bothered by it at all. He cackled strangely, "He Hanqing, your time has come to an end. Your soul should go to the netherworld!"
He Hanqing said furiously, "Bullsh * t! First Court King Qinguang, this tower has been allowing the Concourse of the Underworld to flourish for so many years, there has never been any enmity between us. The oath of alliance is still fresh in my mind. What is the reason for your sudden attack? "
He let out a long howl, "Emperor Song! Give me a reason! "
The long sword in Emperor Song's hand shook suddenly, a mountain of swords appeared in front of Venerable Lord Saber. He immediately retreated, his gaze focused on He Hanqing as he said faintly, "He Hanqing, the Concourse of the Underworld's actions this time are merely following the rules. Don't you know what kind of place the Concourse of the Underworld is? They accept money to buy lives, they accept money to eliminate disasters for others. Since the Concourse of the Underworld has accepted the silver, you, He Hanqing, must die! "
Venerable Lord Saber who was behind him said faintly, "Then what about the oath of alliance?"
Emperor Song said, "The oath of alliance with the Four Seasons Tower is but a piece of waste paper. Don't you know that it's full of nonsense? As the saying goes, 'Money makes the devil push the millstone'. As long as there's enough money, the devil can be driven. You're talking about principles and contracts with ghosts. That's your unwisdom. What does it have to do with ghosts? "
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