The clanking of the chains was ear-piercing, yet real.
Wei Zhong didn't attend the examination in person, but he had heard of this situation. The report of the family guard who was present didn't miss out on this information.
But at that time, Lu Ping had rejected the invitation of the castellan and injured Wei Yang.
Wei Zhong didn't pursue this matter personally.
He was the master of the entire Canyon Peak District. There were many things he had to consider every moment of every day. How could he always put his attention on such a young man? Out of curiosity, he wanted to take a look. In his eyes, this was already a great favor. Since the young man didn't know what was good for him, his subordinates would naturally deal with him. To Wei Zhong, this was a trivial matter. Why should he personally get involved? Even the family guard, Wei Ming, didn't want to deliberately target Lu Ping. He just wanted to deal with him conveniently.
If everything went as planned, Lu Ping's name would soon disappear from Wei Zhong's memory. Then, one of his subordinates would mention him in a report, and it would be an insignificant sentence. Xiabong Castellan was very particular about finishing what he started.
In the end, Wei Ying died.
After that, Wei Zhong lost his life, Wei Ming lost his life, more than ten secret agents lost their lives, and Wei Tianqi lost his mind and fled home.
Then, Wei Kang died. Wei Hu died. Wei Qing died. Wei Zhong died …
The twelve family guards of the castellan's mansion, the most elite team under Wei Zhong's command, were like wheat harvested in autumn. They were cut down by this young man he should have long forgotten.
At this time, Wei Zhong only hated himself for not paying enough attention to Lu Ping. At this time, Wei Zhong wished he could smash Lu Ping's head with a punch at the entrance of the castellan's mansion.
But now, Lu Ping had rushed in front of him. Did he have a chance to smash Lu Ping's head?
The chains clanked. Lu Ping's fist was already aimed at his head. But Wei Zhong was so shocked that he couldn't react.
These chains …
He had heard of this report and some conjectures. Some even said that it was the judgment of Ba Liyan, the dean of the Canyon Peak Academy.
Ecstasy?
Ba Li Yan was useless. Does he know what it means to be ecstatic?
Wei Zhong disdained Ba Li Yan's judgment.
Ecstasy was a legend. Ordinary people could hear the legend and describe it vividly. However, he did not have the right to truly experience the legend.
Ba Liyan was not an ordinary person, but from Wei Zhong's point of view, his understanding of ecstasy was no different from an ordinary person's. How could a xiuzhe of this level understand the terror of a high level superpower that could seal the six spirits? Only this kind of person, who did not know how terrifying the Soul Lock was, would think that someone could display the power of the Soul Lock under the confinement of the Soul Lock.
But now … Lu Ping was right in front of him, the chain swaying in front of him. If he stretched out his hand, he would be able to grab it.
Is this … really Soul Locking?
This young man … was he really able to display the power of his soul under the Soul Locking Shackles?
The petrified Wei Zhong took Lu Ping's punch squarely on his face.
Ouch!
It was extremely painful.
The intense collision of flesh and bone, the crazy impact of the Soul Locking Shackles. Wei Zhong only felt his vision go black. How many years had it been since he had such a physiological reaction?
Damn it. Now was not the time to experience this!
Wei Zhong's mind finally had a trace of clarity. He quickly circulated the power of his soul to resist the impact of Lu Ping's Soul Locking Shackles.
His neck was about to be torn apart …
Wei Zhong's senses were abnormally clear. To a xiuzhe of this level, the external injuries caused by the collision of the flesh were not fatal. What was scary was the internal impact of the Soul Locking Shackles. But if his head flew off, such external injuries would cause him to die a hundred times over.
The impact of Lu Ping's fist strike was just this fierce and firm. Wei Zhong circulated his Soul Locking Shackles to resist as he retreated and leaned back. He was digesting the impact of the punch. As for the blood spurting out of his face and the broken nose, he couldn't care less about these minor details.
But the second punch was already coming.
I have to dodge. I have to dodge!
Wei Zhong warned himself frantically in his heart. But how could he dodge?
His body and all his muscles were still desperately digesting the impact of Lu Ping's punch. At this moment, he did not have the spare time to do anything else.
Dead …
He was going to die here!
Deep fear rose in his heart. Wei Zhong had never been so close to death.
But just at the moment when he had lost all hope. A white light slashed down. Lu Ping's punch, Lu Ping's Soul Locking Shackles, and all the impact of Lu Ping were interrupted by this white light.
First Young Master Qin!!
At this moment, Wei Zhong almost wanted to kneel down to Qin Qi. He did not care that Qin Qi was only the Second Young Master of the Qin family, not the First Young Master. In his eyes, at this moment, Qin Qi was his God.
Qin Qi made his move.
If not for the chain that suddenly appeared on Lu Ping's body, which shocked him, he would have made his move earlier.
But it was not too late. At least for Wei Zhong, it was too timely. He had no intention of criticizing Qin Qi for being late.
The white light exploded and spread across the entire mountaintop. The wind came from all directions, and the sword light went in all directions. This attack was even more ferocious and powerful than the one that had blocked Lu Ping and his team. Perhaps it was because this was not just a single attack.
Lu Ping's attack was interrupted. The Soul Locking Seal had never been something that Lu Ping could ignore. In an instant, the Soul Locking Shackles had been forcibly blocked.
Siffin was secretly trying to cast a Broken Mark, but it was also shattered in the wind. Qin Qi's sword light, which was like an overwhelming gale, was actually able to shatter his Spirit of Essence superpower attack.
But the focus of Qin Qi's attack was still on Lu Ping and Guo Youdao, the two guys who had almost killed Wei Zhong.
The white light that filled the sky gathered towards the two of them at an incredible speed. Lu Ping, who had just been suppressed by the Soul Locking Seal, had his Soul Locking Seal gone blank at this moment. He could no longer put up any resistance. He was not afraid, but he looked at Su Tang with disappointment. In the end, the two of them could not survive together.
In the end, a hand was suddenly raised at this moment. Guo Youdao, the so-called peerless expert who deceived the world, the strange old man who was very old but rarely serious. No one knew what he had been through, and no one knew how many secrets he had. No one could see through him, so no one knew how he would completely collapse at this moment.
He stretched out his hand and flicked his fingers.
But this was just a resistance that refused to compromise. In the end, he could not create a miracle. Guo Youdao and Lu Ping were finally hit by the sword light and pushed away.
Blood splattered everywhere as the two of them flew off the cliff. The sword light was still chasing after the two of them, and Guo Youdao's fingers were still stubbornly flicking.
"Lu Ping …"
Su Tang had already rushed out, wanting to fight side by side with Lu Ping. She stretched out her hands and ran with all her might. She wanted to grab hold of Lu Ping when he flew off the cliff.
Living together might be an extravagant hope, but there was still one more second before death. The promise to live together still counted.
"Go to hell!"
Wei Zhong, who was beaten half to death by Lu Ping, had not completely recovered from his fear. But when he saw Su Tang's action, he suddenly regained his strength.
Thunder and lightning!
He threw out a punch, his face full of the determination to take revenge. He did not have the chance to kill Lu Ping with his own hands, but this was not bad either!
The intertwining thunder and lightning hit Su Tang. She could not deal with Wei Zhong's attack. She, who had just rushed to the edge of the cliff, was blasted off the cliff by this punch. But she flew in a completely different direction from Lu Ping. Her outstretched hand did not catch Lu Ping in the end.
"Hahahaha!" Wei Zhong laughed hideously. The sad and desperate look on Su Tang's face filled him with the thrill of revenge. But at this moment, the white sword light that was chasing after Guo Youdao and Lu Ping suddenly changed direction. It cut through the mountain wind and flew over the top of the mountain. It cut Wei Zhong's throat.
Guo Youdao's fingers finished flicking again and finally stopped.
His clothes were not the only thing that was broken. His whole body could be described as broken. But his hand was still raised. There was still a sarcastic smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, as if he was telling Wei Zhong, "I can deal with you with one hand."
"Hahaha …"
Wei Zhong's laughter could still be heard, but it could only come from his cut neck. This time, he did not feel the fear before death, because everything happened too fast. The flowing light of the Qin family danced. His neck was cut, but the smile on his face could not be taken away in time.
His clothes were covered with blood.
Wei Zhong breathed his last with a smile on his face. He was blown to the ground by the mountain wind.
Qin Qi was stunned.
He knew that Guo Youdao had such a trick. When he was observing the sword marks on the ground at the party, he found that the direction of his sword light was changed. Guo Youdao had used this trick to digest some of the vital parts of his body and pass through his sword net. But he also knew that Guo Youdao was not able to completely resist his attack.
But now, Wei Zhong's neck was cut off by such a change in the path of the sword light. Qin Qi could not help but feel sorry for Wei Zhong. However, that was all. As Guo Youdao had despised, this Castellan of the mountain area was just a low-ranking person among the upper-class families. In the eyes of the powerful Qin Family, he was just a dispensable person that could be replaced at any time.
Qin Qi's eyes only stayed on Wei Zhong for a second. It was a pity, but only for a second.
There was only one person left on the top of the mountain. For Qin Qi, this person was not even an opponent. He did not even look at Siffin in the eye, nor did he make any big moves. He just waved his sword casually, and the white sword light that was left after the overwhelming attack flew towards Siffin.
This … was enough …
Siffin could not express his contempt for the opponent. After all, it was just a casual attack from the opponent. He could only look at it helplessly. The gap between the Single Spirit Through and the Four Spirits Through was not even enough to fill up this lonely mountain. Even if he had a great supernatural ability, even if he still had that kind of saber technique hidden deep in his memory, it was still not enough.
This was it …
Siffin thought.
The dean, Lu Ping, Su Tang, Teacher Chu Min, Morin, and that little girl. He hoped that there would be a miracle for the others, but this was all he could do.
The gale at the top of the mountain seemed to feel his despair. The howling became louder and sharper, and the entire mountain seemed to be shaking.
Wait … it did not seem. The mountain seemed to be really shaking.
Siffin was stunned, but Qin Qi was shocked. What he felt was not the shaking of a mountain, but a wave of Soul Power. Its strength and speed were not inferior to his Soul Power that was dancing in the air.
No, it should not be said that it did not lose. It should be said that it was stronger than him, far stronger than him …
Qin Qi could not help but feel fear in his heart. His legs could not help but take a step back.
Boom!
There was a loud sound. The mountain collapsed and the earth cracked.
It was not a description. It was a real mountain collapse, and the earth really cracked.
Qin Qi took a step back and saw a crack forming in front of him. A strong force of spirit shot out from the crack like a knife.
The mountain … was split in half?
Qin Qi looked down. The dark crack, cold and gloomy, clearly connected from the left end of the mountain to the right end.
Then, on the right end, a person jumped up lightly and set foot on the mountain peak.
Black clothes fluttered in the wind. Long hair danced wildly in the wind. A knife hung casually on his waist, but it did not even have a scabbard. In such a strong wind, the hanging knife did not move at all.
The person casually glanced at Qin Qi and then at his feet.
"Since you took a step back, I will give your father face," the person said.
Then, he looked at Siffin and said six words.
"Get the hell back home."
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