"Crack!"

The wooden sign in his hand slipped to the ground.

The headless corpse froze in place.

The blood spurted from the broken neck like a spring, making a sizzling sound. In the silent woods, the sound was particularly clear.

"Whoosh——"

The man opposite hurriedly dropped the hoe in his hand, suddenly jumped out like a sharp arrow, and ran away in horror!

At the same time, he shouted at the foot of the mountain with a face full of horror: "Uncle! The enemy is attacking——"

A black shadow, invisible to the naked eye, followed him as quietly as the wind. In the halo, a paper-thin black flying sword trembled slightly and was accumulating power.

Warriors are not ordinary people.

Whether it is the powerful Qi, blood or breath, it has the effect of automatically repelling and blocking Yin Hun and the things used by Yin Hun.

Moreover, their skin, flesh, and bones have been tempered to be as tough as iron.

Luo Qingzhou just learned how to control the flying sword tonight, so he must input the maximum soul power and be at least two meters close to ensure a fatal blow!

In the woods at the foot of the mountain.

The three members of the Song family were discussing matters in low voices when they suddenly heard shouts on the mountainside. Their expressions suddenly changed and they all immediately rushed towards the mountain.

One of the middle-aged men in gray robes, named Song Yan, is the cousin of Song Fu, the head of the Song family. He is also the highest-level martial artist among the current survivors of the Song family, and has reached the middle stage of martial arts.

He was the fastest, and almost in the blink of an eye, he had reached the mountainside.

In the dark night, his vision was still clear.

He saw his nephew rushing from the mountain, and also saw the frightened expression on his nephew's face.

Just when he was about to shout a question, his pupils suddenly shrank!

His nephew, who was running rapidly and was about to join him, suddenly fell forward for some unknown reason and fell down the steep steps with a thud.

Then, it rolled down.

It just happened to stop at his feet, where he stopped quickly.

"Ah...uncle..."

The young man raised his hand with difficulty, shouted out these two words with trembling, then dropped his hand and breathed his last completely.

Song Yan's expression changed drastically, and he made a "wow" sound, and his gray robe suddenly bulged and made a hunting sound.

He tensed the muscles of his body, his eyes flashed, and he looked around cautiously.

"Uncle!"

At this time, a pair of young men and women rushed up quickly. When they saw the corpse on the ground, their expressions changed drastically.

"Close to me!"

Song Yan shouted urgently, his eyes still searching around.

The young man and woman hurriedly approached him. One of them drew out the sword in his hand, and the other clenched his fists. Their faces were full of fear, and their eyes were searching in the surrounding darkness.

The surrounding woods were completely silent.

There was only the whine of the night wind and the occasional call of a night owl from the distant forest.

The three of them were back to back, their whole bodies tense and they didn't dare to move.

On a big tree ten meters away.

Luo Qingzhou held the flying sword between his two fingers and hid in the dark tree crown, watching them condescendingly.

In his sight, the whole bodies of the three people were full of energy and blood, surging and rolling.

Especially the middle-aged man in gray robe, the energy and blood all over his body were burning like fire, and even more energy was surrounding him to protect him, like a shield covering his whole body.

Energetic energy becomes a barrier, this is a skill only a martial artist has.

With Luo Qingzhou's current soul strength, as long as he is five meters away from him, he will touch his outward energy and be noticed by him immediately.

Just like that night when I went to Chengguo Mansion, I was almost punched by Luo Yannian and was knocked out of my mind.

The martial artist's qi and blood are strong and the energy surrounds him, so ordinary ghosts simply don't dare to get close.

Even if he has now reached the realm of animal control, he does not dare to approach him head-on. If he is hit by a punch, he will either die or be injured.

A Yin soul is a Yin soul after all. If it does not survive the thunder tribulation, it will not become a Yang god. After all, it will still be fearful and invincible to the powerful warriors of Zhigang Zhiyang.

Luo Qingzhou watched from a distance on the tree and did not come closer.

Even if he had sneak attack on the two warriors who were only in the martial arts realm, they had to get closer than two meters to ensure that the flying sword could penetrate their bodies. Now that a warrior and two martial arts students were on the opposite side, they were already on guard, so of course he did not dare to move again.

The three of them were also frightened and did not dare to act rashly.

Because they don't know who the enemy is, what kind of cultivation they have, or where they are hiding, let alone how many people there are.

The corpse on the ground had blood pouring from its neck.

It looks like he was stabbed with a sword or other sharp weapon, but the opponent must be very strong.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have killed both of them in a blink of an eye without any sound.

"Walk!"

Song Yan persisted for a while and then retreated decisively: "Get closer to me and watch the forest on both sides!"

The three of them immediately leaned together and quickly retreated down the mountain.

As for the bodies of those two people, no one dared to take another look at them.

Luo Qingzhou immediately floated into the night sky and followed behind, not too far or too close, so he could see them and hear their voices.

"We can't stay here any longer. The other party should have discovered it a long time ago and also found experts. Let's go and notify the city immediately. We will enter the outer city now. Let Xun'er and the others gather together and stop monitoring the Qin Mansion.

Now, we can no longer give the other side a chance to kill them one by one! Let’s act together tomorrow night and let them pay with their blood!”

"Ask Xun'er to inform the eldest lady of the Chengguo Mansion and ask Mrs. Mei to help her. Also, ask the Zhang family to come over quickly..."

The three of them descended the mountain, without stopping at all, and immediately ran towards Mocheng in a hurry.

Luo Qingzhou followed quietly in mid-air until they reached the outer city of Mocheng. He stopped when he saw them entering a dilapidated courtyard.

At this time, they could still enter the city.

It seems that there are also some of their people among the guards guarding the outer city.

I wonder what kind of treasure the Qin family has that makes so many forces in Mo City willing to risk beheading to collude with the Song family.

Luo Qingzhou carefully observed the nearby streets, alleys and empty dilapidated houses for a while before turning back to Zixia Mountain.

Arriving halfway up the mountain, he fell down.

The feet landed lightly on the ground, as if they had not stepped on anything real, but they could not penetrate the ground.

Looking at the wooden sign lying on the ground, he subconsciously reached out his hand, wanting to pick it up and insert it again in front of the grave. However, as soon as his hand touched it, it penetrated the wooden sign and he could not hold it at all.

It is said to be the realm of controlling objects, but in fact it is just a small realm of the first glimpse of the realm. You can only touch things specially refined for the soul, and most physical objects cannot be touched.

Only by breaking through to the next great realm, the realm of refining gods, can one begin to truly control all objects, and at the same time, one can practice the method of possession.

When the soul reaches its destination, not only can it use other people's bodies to speak and do things, but even those animals and monsters can temporarily borrow their bodies.

That's when you achieve something small.

Luo Qingzhou retracted his hand, looked at the grave in front of him, and slowly knelt down.

The night wind passed through the forest, and there was a sad whimpering sound, as if someone was crying alone in this late night.

Luo Qingzhou bent down and kowtowed, and said softly: "Mother, don't worry, I will definitely get back the humiliation you suffered today. I will never forget the hatred that caused your life. I swear to you that I will definitely let you go."

Her family was ruined, and her blood debt was paid for with blood. Whatever she likes, the child will make her lose it, whatever she cares about, the child will destroy it, and the child will let her enjoy the greatest and deepest pain in the world!"

The night passed quietly.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly the sound of birds sounded in the forest.

The eastern sky begins to turn white.

Luo Qingzhou left Zixia Mountain and flew back to the city.

He first went to Chengguo Mansion and sat on the eaves of the neighboring house, silently looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar mansion.

There are two more red beads on the eaves of the tallest building in the mansion.

Apparently, his last spying on the soul made Luo Yannian wary, so he installed these two things specifically designed to restrain the soul.

But this thing is no longer useful to him now.

But even so, he doesn't dare to enter Chengguo Mansion casually now.

Because the Chengguo Mansion is now full of warriors, patrolling everywhere in the mansion, obviously for the banquet tomorrow night.

Tomorrow night's dinner to congratulate the eldest lady on her being granted the title of Madam will be attended by not only the nobles of Mo City, but also the eldest princess and people from the imperial court. Naturally, Luo Yannian would not dare to be careless and would definitely strengthen the guard.

Where the warriors gathered, even if they didn't use their hands, the energy and blood burning like a sea of ​​fire would make the spirits dare not approach.
To be continued...