The God of War Challenging Heaven Chapter 1742: Operation Dark Night

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"Duanmuping!"

Hu Yan Zhengyang suddenly gave a soft drink.

As his voice fell, only a young man in a black robe rushed up from the tomb city below him, came to Huyan Zhengyang, and said respectfully: "Master Huyan, may I ask you What order?"

"Tell me about the situation of other cultivators in our tomb city?"

Hu Yan Zhengyang looked at Duanmuping in front of him.

Duan Muping nodded: "Seven people went to explore the Sacred Refinery Pool. They have not yet come back. I don’t know the progress? Five people practiced in retreat to prepare for the possibility of entering the Sacred Refinery Pool. The other three have already left the city for mining. Medicine, our healing pills are already quite limited, and we must step up refining a batch of them. Once there is news from the holy alchemy pool, it is very necessary to bring enough healing pills to go."

"So, there are still eight people in the tomb, including the two of us?"

Hu Yanzhengyang frowned slightly.

"Exactly."

Duan Muping nodded, paused, and asked: "The owner of the tomb of Huyan suddenly asked about this, I wonder if it has any motives?"

Hu Yan Zhengyang pondered for a moment: "Just received the news that the city lord of Beikou Tomb City has been assassinated by Qin Yi, who has been upset on the third floor recently."

"What, do you mean the father and the master of the tomb?"

Duan Mu pinged and said, "The master of the tomb's cultivation is not low, and even him has encountered the poisonous hand of Qin Yi. Damn, who is this Qin Yi? Do you really want to Sweep the third floor of this cemetery of gods and demons?"

While speaking, Duan Muping's face was full of anger.

"Obviously, Qin Yi's real purpose is this. He wants to madly plunder cultivation resources from the third-tier cultivators."

Hu Yan Zhengyang said: "Also, if I'm right, the next target Qin Yi will take is me Hu Yan Zhengyang. These days, he has been able to stir up blood on this third level. Feng, strength should not be underestimated, so you should do one thing right now, which is to persuade the other Tomb City Lords and Zongmen Masters to get them over, and everyone will work together to eradicate Qin Yi."

"Yes!"

Duan Muping didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately shook his figure and disappeared in place.

However.

Just now.

"Tsk tusk, Huyan Tomb Master, I can’t see that I still have a bit of intelligence. I can guess that my next target is you. Why, I want to join forces to eradicate me from all the powerhouses in this cemetery. ?"

A strange voice of Yin and Yang suddenly sounded behind him.

Hu Yan Zhengyang was startled and turned around hurriedly.

It's just that there is nothing in his sight!

"Qin Yi, get out of here!"

Hu Yan Zhengyang shouted angrily, a majestic imperial power surged in his body, and the space around him was turbulent, as if it might break apart at any time.

As soon as his voice fell, a sharp pain suddenly came from his chest.

That was caused by a powerful killing intent!

Hu Yan Zhengyang saw only a very faint silver glow, stabbing fiercely from the front, and the speed was indescribable. Even his practice like this can't see the attacker clearly.

"Mice, look for death!"

Feeling the sharp pain in his chest, Hu Yan Zhengyang did not dare to neglect the slightest. At the moment, his body shape subconsciously flashed to the side.

And the silver light with a murderous intent is sticking past his shirt.

Only one thread is short of being stabbed.

Hu Yan Zhengyang fixed his eyes and saw that the man who shot him was a young man in a white robe.

The appearance of a man in a white robe is a bit handsome, and there is a natural uncomfortable arrogance in his eyes.

He is holding a silver war sword in his hand, standing in the air, looking at Huyan Zhengyang with a faint smile: "Master Huyan, don't come here without problems!"

"Are you the Qin Yi who has stirred up turmoil on the third floor these days?"

The eyes condensed slightly, looking at the white-clothed man in front, Hu Yan Zhengyang asked, his face pale.

In his heart, there is a bit of horror. The speed of this person is really terrifying. Just a face-to-face photo, almost let him succeed.

"Exactly."

The white-clothed man smiled lazily: "Since I know I am Qin Yi, come to take your head, at this moment, your soul should be trembling? Tsk tsk, you know what Qin Yi likes most. Is it? That’s what it looks like to see someone else’s soul tremble."

"Qin Yi child, must be arrogant!"

Hu Yan Zhengyang hadn't spoken yet, and there was a burst of anger from the tomb city below.

Next moment.

Only six figures were seen, rushing out of the tomb city, and instantly came to the front of Huyan Zhengyang.

Obviously, these six people are the remaining six people in this tomb city.

"Enclose him!"

Hu Yan Zhengyang drink coldly.

Following his order, all the six people shook their bodies and turned into seven figures again, and all of a sudden the white-robed man was besieged.

Faced with the seven people including Hu Yan Zhengyang, the white-robed man did not show the slightest panic, but instead showed a touch of disdain.

He swept his eyes and found that the six people coming up from behind, four men and two women, each had an unparalleled aura, and they knew they were first-class players.

"Huyan Zhengyang, do you think Qin Yi is afraid of you because you are so powerful? A joke!"

The white-robed youth smiled faintly: "I don't talk too much nonsense. I will leave all the emperor liquid on your body, and then commit suicide in front of me. I can leave you a whole body."

"Look for death, kill him!"

Hu Yan Zhengyang was furious, wishing that the "Qin Yi" in front of him was directly broken into pieces. Without saying anything, he waved his hand.

Swish!

The seven people from Huyan Zhengyang, each holding their weapons, rushed towards the white-robed youth and killed them madly.

However, the white-robed youth flickered and turned into a very faint phantom, rushing out among the seven people who called Yan Zhengyang.

Huyan Zhengyang and the others, only felt that a gust of wind passed by. When they recovered, they found that the young man in white robe had been standing hundreds of meters away, looking at them lazily. : "Want to fight in a group? Okay, I also like group fights, it's more lively."

"Papa!"

The white-robed youth gave a light high-five.

In an instant, a group of silhouettes appeared from nowhere, rushing towards this place quickly, and in the blink of an eye, they came to the white robe youth.

"Quack, I can finally open meat again, I'm so excited!"

The tall blood body of the blood ghost stood on the blood cloud, looking at the seven Huyan Zhengyang below, and licking his lips excitedly.