Chapter 929
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At this moment, Tang Ao was even more eager to regain his strength. Without strength, there would be no dignity, and even his own safety could not be guaranteed. Previously, when it came to the Alchemy Conference, Tang Ao only wanted to get a random ranking. But now, Tang Ao decided to fight for first place. After this trip to the Ksitigarbha Cemetery, Tang Ao was determined to regain his cultivation.
Not only Tang Ao, but Zhao Yin and Tu Hong were also filled with emotions when they saw Zhao Yuanfeng's unstoppable figure. At this moment, the two of them hated themselves for being too weak to help Zhao Yuanfeng. Yuan Lao also sighed. After Zhao Yuanfeng was poisoned by Yu Bing, he was mentally and physically exhausted. If not for the fact that he held back his anger, he would have died long ago. Back then, Yao Heng's strength was unparalleled in the Frost Plains. Only Zhao Yuanfeng could exchange blows with him. Now, the strongest person in the Frost Plains, Qin Tianxuan could not even last thirty moves against Yao Heng and Zhao Yuanfeng.
"Scram!" Zhao Yuanfeng shouted as he faced the storm of attacks from more than ten people. His spear moved like a dragon.
"Pfft, pfft." Two sounds rang out. Two peak martial artists on the Ninth Floor of Linghai Jing clutched their throats in disbelief and fell to the ground. After these two Martial Artists fell, there was another "Bang" sound of an explosion. It was Qin Yuqing's head being smashed by Zhao Yuanfeng.
"Big Brother … I will kill you!" Qin Yuyang was enraged when he saw his brother fall. "Pfft!" Blood splattered everywhere. Yu Bing's sword had cut off Zhao Yuanfeng's left arm.
"Hahaha, after so many years, the Ice Soul Sword is still as sharp as ever. Excellent, excellent!" Zhao Yuanfeng did not care about his broken arm. He laughed wildly and praised Yu Bing's sword for its sharpness.
"Pfft!" Blood splattered on Zhao Yuanfeng's back. Qin Shaoyou's Judge Brush had pierced Zhao Yuanfeng's lung.
"Pfft!" Zhao Yuanfeng spat out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, the spear in his right arm moved like a poisonous snake, piercing through the black-robed expert's heart. The black-robed expert looked at Zhao Yuanfeng in disbelief. Zhao Yuanfeng also looked at the face under the black robe.
"It's you?" After seeing the appearance of the black-robed man, Zhao Yuanfeng threw away his spear and stepped forward to grab the man's throat. "Speak! Who was the one who killed Yun Yun on Sorcerer Cloud Peak?" At this moment, Zhao Yuanfeng was like a madman. He turned a deaf ear to the attacks from the others.
"Heh heh, you'll never know," the man said as he continuously spat out blood.
But at this moment, Zhao Yuanfeng's eyes flashed. At this moment, he understood many things. "I know, the three black-clothed men who fought with me back then were Qin Tianxuan, Qin Tianming, and you, Qin Tianzheng! The three of you massacred the entire Wu Yun Tribe. I received Yun Yun's distress signal and rushed over. That's why I happened to bump into the three of you. "
"That's right, that's right. Back then, Qin Tianxuan took a palm strike from me and wanted to take away Qin Tianming's corpse. I think he was afraid that I would recognize you three brothers."
"Heh heh, Zhao Yuanfeng, so what if you recognize me? Didn't your woman still give birth to my big brother's son?" With his heart pierced, the black-clothed man found it difficult to speak. However, he seemed to think of something. He smiled viciously and said, "You definitely don't know …" Zhao Yuanfeng didn't let the black-clothed man continue. He crushed his throat.
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