Chapter 343 - Chapter 343: Chapter 345-ungrateful (1)
Chapter 343: Chapter 345-ungrateful (1)
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His facial features were well-defined, and his face was as sharp as a knife.
His eyes were as sharp as a blade.
The brush in his hand was even more vigorous and powerful.
A majestic mountain and river painting was formed by breathing.
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B0xđ«đ€Ń”đđĄ.comBehind him, an old man silently applauded.
âQing Yang, congratulations on breaking through to the ninth level of the minor astral level.â The old man was the sacred Lord of sword cliff sect.
The young man with a knife in front of him was the forbidden heavenâs favorite, Yu Qingyang, whose name shook the entire Southern Ridge and even the sky moon Ridge!
He didnât even turn his head and continued to paint, his expression indifferent as usual.âEveryone below the middle star level is an ant. Whatâs a mere ninth level minor star level?â
hehe, with your ambition, you will definitely be the king of heavenly talents in the sky moon Ridge in the future. Sacred master praised.
Not only was Yu Qingyang extremely talented, his vision was also extremely high.
It would be difficult not to achieve great things in the future.
âWhy is Holy master looking for me?â Yu Qingyang asked calmly.
â the Holy master hesitated tor a moment before saying, â Xia qingchen has broken through to the minor astral plane.
Yu Qingyangâs brush suddenly stopped, leaving a bit of ink on the painting.
He raised his head and looked at the vast mountains in front of him. âIf youâre worried, I can get rid of him now.â The sacred master said.
Xia qingchenâs growth was too fast.
Two years ago, he was still a nameless good-for-nothing, but in the blink of an eye, he had become a minor star-level expert.
He was already threatening Yu Qingyang. âNo need.â Yu Qingyang said indifferently.
âWhy?â Sacred master frowned.
Yu Qingyang was not a pedantic person. How could he turn a blind eye to threats?
âLife is too long and boring, why not find ants to amuse yourself with?â Yu Qingyang smiled.
âBut he has already killed Wang quanjian,â the sacred leader said.
Yu Qingyang was unmoved. useless trash. If you die, then you die. Why do you feel sorry? â
âBut âŠâ He raised his eyes and said with a hint of contempt, â when you beat a dog, you have to look at the master. As the master, itâs only right to give him a little punishment. âThe eight noble slaves!â
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Eight people with exceptional movement techniques flashed out from nearby and stood in front of Yu Qingyang.
âGo to the Holy Land of Nebula sect and take one finger, one eye, and one ear from him. Also, give him one sentence.â
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He waved his brush behind him.
The ink was poured out, and in front of the eight slaves, 14 words were left. âOne has to struggle in life, but itâs better than a Mantis overestimating itself.â
What he meant was that some people were destined to live an ignoble life. Donât be like a Mantis trying to block a chariot and overestimating your own ability to court death.
âYes!â The eight slaves flashed away in unison.
The Holy master shook his head slightly. to deal with a puny little Xia qingchen, itâs truly overkill to send the eight noble slaves.
The eight slaves were the villains of sky moon Ridge in the past.
After being subdued by Yu Qingyang alone, they were all shocked by his strength.
From then on, he was willing to be a slave and follow Yu Qingyang.
Yu Qingyang chuckled. Finally, he pointed his brush and finished the painting.
He rolled up the painting with his palm and raised his hand to summon a
Flying Eagle, ââGO, give it to my fiancĂ©e.â he then turned to the sacred leader and asked, â is that thing ready? â yes, â the sacred leader nodded. itâs all done. Weâre only waiting for you.
âI hope I can break through to the middle star level this time!â Yu Qingyangâs eyes were filled with anticipation.
At that time.
After a long and arduous journey, Xia qingchen finally arrived at the border of the Western wilderness.
This place was a desolate mountain range that stretched as far as the eye could
See.
Hundreds of trees were exhausted, essence Qi was thin, and there were no natural treasures.
It was appropriate to describe it as the West barren.
Xia qingchen maneuvered between the ancient trees, using the identity of a middle star as he sped forward.
They would arrive at the stronghold in half a day.
At this moment, Xia qingchen suddenly heard someone berating him.
What followed was the sound of trees being crushed.
He flashed over and stood on a tall ancient tree, looking down from above.
He saw a thirty-year-old bearded young man fighting with a middle-aged man with the body of Maitreya.
The former was at the third level of the minor astral level, and his attacks were ruthless and crafty.
The middle-aged manâs palm was releasing a strange inner force. A trace of inner force spread to the ancient wood, and the ancient wood immediately rotted.
Ghost prison Prajna palm?
The Maitreya Buddha was the ghost Arhat of the Dark Moon.
However, what Xia qingchen was more concerned about was that based on his experience, this Arhat ghostâs cultivation base was clearly higher than the former.
However, he deliberately displayed the attitude of a third level minor star.
The young man didnât know what was going on and mistakenly thought that he was on the same level as him.
hehe, Maitreya ghost Arhat, Iâve long heard that youâre a favorite of the purple-eyed demoness and that youâre very powerful. I didnât expect that to be all youâve got.
The young man who was fighting him had fought for hundreds of rounds and finally âfigured outâ his opponentâs background.
He could not help but relax a lot.
âHua ziqing, the famous loner in the Western wilderness, is nothing more than this,â the Maitreya ghost Arhat chuckled.
Hua ziqing smiled. Then letâs decide the winner in one move!â
His Star Force and movement technique were all activated to the extreme, turning into an afterimage and speeding away.
The Maitreya ghost Arhat smiled and took the initiative to welcome him.
He secretly released that hidden layer of cultivation.
Xia qingchen saw this and silently mused that things were not good.
The young man was about to fall into the trap.
When the opponentâs cultivation base was one level higher than his, the result of the battle was obvious.
The young man would definitely die.
Xia qingchenâs toes tapped on the ground and he jumped down from the tree. At the same time, he berated, ââltâs a trap, quickly retreat! â
At the same time, Xia qingchen also acted.
He would strive to make Maitreya ghost Arhat stay.
However, the Maitreya ghost Arhat was extremely cunning.
When he heard movement, he swept his gaze and immediately retreated. When he saw clearly that it was Xia qingchen, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He then took out a round ball and threw it on the ground, creating a white mist.
Using the cover of the fog, he quietly escaped.
Xia qingchen searched for a few times, but he couldnât find any traces of him.
âThe ghost Arhat is indeed cunning.â Xia qingchen felt a little regretful.
If he killed one more, that would be five ghost Arhats.
âWho are you?â The bearded young manâs unkind voice came from behind.
âA person who sees injustice.â Xia qingchen turned around.
He didnât know this manâs identity, so he didnât want to expose his identity as a disciple of Nebula sect.
âI saw injustice my ass!â Hua ziqingâs Tiger-like eyes glared at Xia qingchen.âThe prey Iâve been hunting for months ran away because of you!â
Xia qingchen spoke calmly. before you complain about me, perhaps you should think about it first. Why would such a cautious Arhat ghost want to fight you head-on? â
If one thought rationally, they would understand that the ghost Arhat was definitely up to no good.
However, in the eyes of Hua ziqing, who had just lost his prey, none of this existed.
âI donât need a yellow-haired kid like you to remind me if thereâs a trap or not.â âDo you know how difficult it is to kill a ghost Arhat?â Hua ziqing snorted angrily and accused.
Was it difficult?
He had already killed four of them.
âHow much effort have I put in for today? Itâs all because of you, you bastard!â Hua ziqing walked over and grabbed his shoulder. letâs go. I have to bring you back to interrogate you. Are you an accomplice of Dark Moon? â
Xia qingchen shook his head.
There was really nothing to say to this kind of person who didnât know what was good for him..