He Yiming was naturally unmoved. He let out a long laugh and said, "Have you gone mad? Where did the thousand year calamity come from?"
Although He Yiming really wanted to kill him on the spot, he was still very interested in the thousand year calamity that made the three of them disregard everything and even give up the Blood Congealing Beads. He Yiming would definitely not object if he could get the information out of Zhu Guanhao's mouth.
Zhu Guanhao was startled. He clearly did not expect that there would be someone who entered the Crying Ghost Mountain Range without knowing anything about the thousand year calamity.
However, in this short moment, his mind had already calmed down a bit.
As if he had discovered the silence behind him, Zhu Guanhao suddenly turned his head. He carefully observed the situation behind him, as well as the density of the black fog in the surroundings. Slowly, his tense heart finally calmed down.
However, just as he took a breath, his heart tightened again. When he turned his head back, his eyes were already clear.
"Who are you, and why are you blocking my path?" He calmly asked.
When He Yiming was talking to them, his entire body was hidden in the black fog. Moreover, he used a cross sword and changed his voice. However, the person standing in front of him now was a person holding a large glaive. Moreover, his voice had also changed.
No matter how smart Zhu Guanhao was, he was unable to connect the person in front of him with the mysterious assassin in the black fog.
The large glaive in his hand danced, creating a vast might in the air.
He Yiming clearly said, "This mountain was opened by me, and these trees were planted by me. If you want to pass through here, you have to pay the toll."
Zhu Guanhao opened his mouth wide. After a while, he angrily said, "Your martial cultivation is deep and unfathomable. You actually want to learn from a thief who blocks the road? Could it be that you are not afraid of humiliating your status?"
He Yiming chuckled and said, "When I block the road to rob, I also look at the person. As long as it is those who are sneaky and do things that harm others for their own benefit, I will do evil to them. "
A strange light flashed in Zhu Guanhao's eyes, and his heartbeat suddenly doubled. The other party's words seemed to have a hidden meaning, as if he already knew what he was doing. Furthermore, his words directly touched the bottom of Zhu Guanhao's heart, causing Zhu Guanhao to be somewhat alarmed.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhu Guanhao forced himself to calm down. He said, "Since Your Excellency wants to rob us, how much money do you need?"
He Yiming spat and said, "I don't want money, I just want something on your body."
"What do you want?" Zhu Guanhao's expression was gloomy. He gently stroked the fan in his hand, as if he wanted to draw power from it. It was a strange sight.
He Yiming's eyes widened as he said, "I'm going to borrow your head to pay tribute to the Three Flower experts you killed."
Zhu Guanhao's mind exploded, and his expression turned incomparably ugly. At this point, he understood that the person before him was indeed aware of their whereabouts.
In an instant, Zhu Guanhao's eyes flashed with a fierce murderous intent. His elegant face suddenly became ferocious and terrifying. His figure flashed, and he actually made the first move.
He took a step forward and opened the fan in his hand with a whoosh. Moreover, it began to rotate in a strange way.
His fan seemed to contain some kind of power that could control the Qi of the world. Every time it gently rotated, it would cause a strong fluctuation. In just the blink of an eye, the black fog nearby had already begun to rotate wildly. It was as if a tornado had suddenly appeared on the surface of the blue sea, setting off huge waves that engulfed everything.
He Yiming's eyes lit up slightly. He could clearly sense the power of the wind and the power of the water displayed by the fan.
Just like the Wind and Fire Flowers that he had mastered, Zhu Guanhao had actually used this mysterious fan to fuse the flowers of wind and water into one, creating a brand-new Feng Shui technique.
He Yiming snorted angrily as he felt the huge force that was desperately squeezing him from all directions. He raised the large glaive in his hand and stabbed it into the ground.
The surrounding space seemed to violently fluctuate, and the endless black fog seemed to have been greatly stimulated at this moment, rolling back in the opposite direction.
He Yiming and the large glaive in his hand were like a pillar that had been stabbed directly into the waves, completely unaffected by the wind and rain that filled the sky.
Zhu Guanhao's eyes were filled with resentment. If his old friends saw his current expression, they would definitely not dare to believe their eyes.
This was already a pair of eyes that were infinitely close to that of a demon. The color that belonged to human emotions had already faded to the point of almost disappearing.
From his mouth came the sound of heavy breathing, which sounded like a bellows being pulled.
He Yiming was slightly startled, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.
He had seen this kind of expression more than once since entering the Crying Ghost Ridge. However, every time he saw it, it was an unpleasant memory.
He Yiming had seen this kind of expression on those who had lost their minds and become completely insane.
He Yiming instantly understood. Perhaps it was because he had been lurking in the Crying Ghost Ridge for a long time, or perhaps it was because he still had a trace of guilt in his heart, or perhaps it was because he had been affected by the so-called millennium catastrophe just now. In short, Zhu Guanhao could no longer bear the huge psychological pressure and allowed the Evil Yin Qi to enter his body, showing signs of going crazy.
He Yiming's heart was filled with endless emotions as he silently looked at this person.
Good had good karma, and evil had evil retribution.
Zhu Guanhao and the other two had framed nine Three Flower Realm experts and turned them all into crazy people. Now, it was his turn. This could be considered retribution.
However, at this moment, Zhu Guanhao had not truly become a crazy person, and his mind had not completely disappeared. His only thought at this moment was to kill this person who knew about their actions on the spot.
The huge waves around them boiled once again, and the power of wind and water perfectly combined at this moment.
Just like He Yiming's flower of wind and fire, it formed a very different and powerful force.
The wind swept the water, and the water brought the wind. In the blink of an eye, a huge vortex was formed in the black fog, emitting an endless suction force that completely stirred everything around it.
A gem on the pendant of the fan lit up intensely, as if it had been affected by the power of Feng Shui. The light was no less than the brightness of 108's eyes.
He Yiming was secretly shocked. After seeing Zhu Guanhao's true strength, he knew that this person's cultivation in martial arts had also reached the peak of the tripartite balance of forces.
Since Hao Xue, Fang Cheng, and Zhu Guanhao were able to walk together and become close friends with each other, there could not be too big of a gap between their martial arts cultivation.
Zhu Guanhao just did not show it. When he threw everything aside and went all out, the power of the fusion of Feng Shui was so great that it was enough to give any expert a headache.
The power of Feng Shui permeated the surroundings, and the endless black fog was like a wave raised by a strong wind, completely overturning He Yiming and drowning him.
If He Yiming fought the enemy empty-handed, he would definitely not be able to safely walk out of this vortex that was like the center of the sea.
Even if he wanted to use the Skyturning Seal and the Nine Dragons Furnace at this time, he seemed to be caught off guard.
However, with the glaive in hand, He Yiming's heart was filled with endless pride. Even if Hao Xue and Fang Cheng were here and the three of them worked together, He Yiming still had the confidence to fight and win, not to mention that the other party only had the power of the fusion of Feng Shui.
His confidence was directly reflected in his aura. When He Yiming pulled the glaive out of the ground, his aura suddenly boiled like a volcanic eruption.
With a loud bang, He Yiming raised the glaive and chopped it down with the momentum of a dragon's den.
The glaive was also shining brightly, and it was not the slightest bit dimmer than the gem on the other party's fan.
Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms, the 24th form …
When the glaive was chopped down, its power was so great that it seemed to be able to split the sky and the earth and cut everything in two.
Zhu Guanhao let out a ferocious roar.
Normally, if his mind was intact, he would not have dared to face He Yiming's attack head-on, even if he had been killed. However, at this moment, his mind was in a mess, and even his mind was greatly affected. Although he instinctively felt that this glaive was extraordinary, he did not retreat. Instead, he howled wildly, his eyes flashing with a crazy look, as if he could not wait to rush over.
Slash …
It sounded like a pair of scissors tearing through cloth or a sharp blade cutting through paper armor. An extremely ear-piercing sound was heard at this moment.
The powerful glaive chopped down fiercely, completely cutting the vortex from head to toe.
A loud bang rang out and countless shockwaves spread out like waves. After this collision, even the black fog in the air had become much thinner.
Under the pressure of the huge force, Zhu Guanhao's knees bent, and he almost fell to the ground. He subconsciously retreated, but just happened to be hit by the powerful aftershocks. His chest suddenly felt stuffy, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
However, this mouthful of blood was as black as ink, and it looked frightening.
However, after spitting out this mouthful of blood, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the feeling of being on the verge of losing his mind completely disappeared.
He Yiming's glaive not only defeated the martial arts that Zhu Guanhao was most proud of in his life, but it also woke him up from his stupor.
Even He Yiming did not expect such a thing to happen. However, he did not feel any regret. Regardless of whether Zhu Guan was clear-headed or insane, he had absolute certainty that he would be able to make him stay in this place forever.
Raising the glaive in his hand, He Yiming rushed forward like a shadow. The biting cold glaive flickered like a scorching sun, illuminating the earth and enveloping Zhu Guanhao's entire body. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support legal reading!)
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