Chapter 1441 - 421: Taoist Friend Zhou, Save Me—I’m Yu Yan!

The momentum of the Yama Black Blade was relentless, the voice tinged with mockery, "Of all things to learn, you choose gratitude and requital, truly foolish beyond measure!"

Before the words could fade, his sword momentum suddenly shifted.

The long black blade slashed out seven eerie arcs like a ghost, each carrying the murderous aura of a sea of blood.

Where the blade passed, the scene of countless wronged souls wailing faintly emerged, as if dragging Zhou Qing into endless Purgatory!

Zhou Qing’s eyes were as cold as frost, yet the Broken Sword in his hand blossomed with brilliant Thunder Light.

His Sword Momentum was like rolling thunder, each strike precisely intercepting Yama’s blade path.

Thunder continually clashed with Evil Qi, exploding into fireworks of Spiritual Power in the void.

The ripples of Spiritual Power formed shook Yu Yan, watching from afar, causing her blood to churn!

Their figures flickered in the air like lightning, each collision triggering a world-shaking explosion.

Yama’s blade grew increasingly faster, the Sword Momentum heavier, as if intent on utterly crushing Zhou Qing!

"Die!"

Yama suddenly shouted, the long blade slashed down with force, a hundred-zhang-long black blade light descending from the sky like divine punishment!

Thunder Light surged in Zhou Qing’s eyes, raising the Broken Sword high, the Thunder Light within his body wildly circulated, instantly condensing into a Purple Gold Thunderbolt pillar, fiercely meeting it!

"Boom——!!!"

The moment the two forces collided, the world turned colorless!

Horrifying shockwaves swept out, causing the surrounding mountains within a thousand-zhang radius to collapse again, the ground cracked, even the clouds in the sky were shattered!

"No, this feeling is..." Yama’s pupils suddenly contracted, his Sword Momentum paused abruptly, "You’re the one who ruined my plan last time!"

As the battle continued, the familiar Thunder Sword Intent became more apparent, Yama finally recognized the person before him, erupting into a furious roar!

Zhou Qing stood in the air, letting out a cold snort, remaining silent.

Since Yu Yan could instantly recognize him as Master Qingzhou by voice, he had to speak as little as possible to be cautious.

After all, the situation with the Shen Family was unclear, and he might have to go back again.

Moreover, the attitudes of the First House and the Third House were still unknown, he couldn’t expose his identity by speaking carelessly.

But then again, although it was unclear how long the two had been fighting, after a brief probe, he could clearly feel that Yama’s Spiritual Power wasn’t as smooth as at the start.

Though the Sword Momentum was fierce, it faintly hinted at fraying power.

It seemed he had been entangled with Yu Yan for quite a while, consuming not a small amount...

Zhou Qing’s eyes flashed with cold light, his killing intent intensified.

Seize him in weakness, demand his life!

Yama, seeing the opponent remain silent, grew even angrier.

Such a disdainful attitude was more insulting than any words!

"Fine, fine!" Yama sneered viciously, the Evil Qi on the long black blade roiling madly, "Last time, I almost killed you, this time will be the same! Such luck cannot happen to you twice!"

Before his words finished, he suddenly surged, the long blade transformed into a black lightning bolt chopping straight at Zhou Qing’s face!

This strike had no embellishments, yet it contained the purest killing intent, as if to cleave even the space in two!

Zhou Qing neither dodged nor evaded, the Broken Sword wrapped in Purple Gold Thunderbolt fiercely greeted it.

The moment the two forces collided, his left hand swiftly made a Sealing, a Thunder Talisman silently entered the void——

"Boom!"

Just as the sword and blade were locked, a bowl-thick thunder suddenly exploded above Yama’s head!

He dodged hastily, but was still grazed on the shoulder by the Thunder Light, his skin instantly torn!

"Despicable!" Yama roared with rage.

Zhou Qing chuckled coldly, his assaults only becoming fiercer.

The Sword Momentum surged like a tide, wave after wave, giving Yama not a moment to breathe.

Each strike aimed directly at vital points, forcing Yama to defend with all his might.