Chapter 245 – The Hunt of the Masters

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Updated: 2013-04-25

Qin Yang rummaged around on his body in full view of everyone and finally escaped a narrow bladed knife at the end. After taking a closer look at the knife, about ** inch long, with some rust stains above it, but it was permeated with a kind of blood, weighing it in his hand, Qin Yang asked, “Can all of you recognize this precious knife of mine?”

But no one spoke.

Qin Yang laughed, “Old Monk Dusty, you might be able to see a clue?”

“This sword seems to be a thousand years old.” Dusty folded his hands and said.

“Not bad, a thousand years old. Two thousand years to be exact, as it is rumored that this is the knife used by Fan Kuai, the great general of the early Han Dynasty, when he was still slaughtering dogs in the folklore.” Qin Yang played with the knife in his hand and said, “Its history is not important, what’s important is that this thing is a dog slaughtering knife, what’s the matter come and have some fun?”

“Looking for death!”

Li Fei’s mother Murong Qi snorted coldly, two Emei thorns in her hand rotated into a ball of light and shadow, with her rapid sprinting, the blink of an eye that came in front of her body, in the shadow of the light, a sharp thorns suddenly stabbed out, Qin Yang was shocked in his heart, Slaughtering Dog Knife in his hand, a hard chop on top of the Emei thorns, the huge power shocked Murong Qi’s body trembled, but immediately followed by another Emei thorns also blinking out, Qin Yang was busy with his stances The body then leapt back, that Murong Qi step by step to press on, but Qin Yang is a horizontal knife cut, no fancy move so that Murong Qi do not dare to hard to catch, the body back more than half a zhang, just before Qin Yang just landed stable, but heard a whirring wind sound from behind, do not think, vertical leap, the body in the air over the next, drawing a piece of leg shadow, each shadow is like a sharp lance, but see behind the Murong Hu disdain a smile! The hands of the lance dance, instantly will Qin Yang thirteen gun Jedi chemistry away, and along the trend of a pick, Qin Yang butcher dog knife and the lance collision one after another, but found in that the lance came from above the force is very strange, seems to moment to pick off their own weapons.

Do not dare to be careless, the body quickly retreated, that Murong Hu and Murong Qi instantly surrounded Qin Yang.

Gripping the still trembling Slaughter Dog Sword, Qin Yang looked at that Murong Hu and said, “Surprisingly, you can apply the principle of leverage to your own lance stance, it’s really powerful.”

“As long as it can take your life, it’s enough.” Murong Hu sneered.

“Isn’t that a joke? I’ve been in the jungle for so many years, don’t I have a stance that amazes the world?” Qin Yang laughed and said, “Today, I’ll let you guys see my super stance.”

Said in his body suddenly emerged a strong hellish dead qi, countless dead qi seems to be eroding all the living beings around, the monk Dui Duan recited a Buddha’s name, surprised Qin Yang’s body that can not be ignored dead qi, this is not the breath that can be possessed by a living person, could it be that he is already a dead person not? This time, everyone’s face showed caution, Qin Yang saw the opportunity to haha laugh, leaped: “I do not fight with you guys, the sky and the earth, escape is the biggest.”

“Want to escape!”

Yang Chi stepped a leap, white clothes a flash, actually is the blink of an eye to catch up with Qin Yang, a divine weapon released ten thousand feet of light, the body flashes, even in the blink of an eye appeared in front of Qin Yang’s body, a sword light instantly will Qin Yang can not be forced to fall back, ting ting under the collision, Qin Yang landed on the ground after the hand holding the sword can not help but in the slight trembling, that the slaughter of the dog knife even appeared on the cracks of a road.

“So powerful.”

Qin Yang swallowed his saliva, slightly bitter smile in his heart, just under one move he knew that this guy’s hands were superior.

“Your Dog Slaughtering Knife is nothing more than that.” Tian Wu sneered.

“Come again.”

Qin Yang sneered, feet stomping the ground, such as the galloping rocket rushed out, butcher dog knife ruthlessly chopped down, but that Yang Chi is not panicked, the hands of the sword issued a buzzing sound, depending on the length of the weapon straight stabbing Qin Yang’s brow, which if stabbed certainly finished, Qin Yang’s body in mid-air, a turn, a hard change of the attack, butcher dog knife instantly will have to come to the turn of the sword continue to chase kill, but it feels like in the picking a jack-heavy But it felt like I was picking an object that weighed a thousand pounds, and instead, my hands were numb from the shock. Still the sword pointed straight to the center of the eyebrow, Qin Yang had no choice but to retreat here, in close to a large tree, the body turned, hard to rub the sword close to Yang Chi, Yang Chi sword momentum sinking, only the sword body slap, hard to slap in Qin Yang’s shoulder, the huge force to make Qin Yang moved half a zhang horizontally, in the shoulder, a more than an inch of the blood scar, there is constantly seeping out of blood, a burst of hot and spicy pain.

In Qin Yang just stabilized his body, Ximen Xingyun a pair of stone can be broken double fist has been smashed, Qin Yang hastily up to dodge, at the same time the butcher dog knife stabbed at his heart, but that Ximen Xingyun cold snort, the knife is even fixed in the Ximen Xingyun’s skin shall not be in the step forward, as if stabbed in an iron wall, Qin Yang instantaneous, busy is to close the hand, at the same time vigorously stomped his chest, that Ximen Xingyun is not moving, the Ximen Xingyun. On the contrary, Qin Yang was shocked back four or five steps, he took advantage of the situation and leapt backward, looking at the Slaughter Dog Sword that was already close to the edge of collapse, coldly laughed: “Iron Cloth Shirt, it’s really good.”

“Qin Yang, you’re dead.”

Yang Fengtian, who was sitting on the wheelchair, laughed loudly and maniacally, “I’m going to let you die without a burial place, I’m going to make you suffer endless pain!”

“Talkative thing.” Qin Yang spat, “I’ll kill you first!”

“Watch out!”

Suddenly, Tian Yi shouted, but he saw that Qin Yang, who was standing in his original position, suddenly disappeared without a trace, and as the crowd looked around, they couldn’t see any trace of him.

“He’s actually practiced Night Shade to the point where he can be invisible during the day.” The Heavenly Tiger said in deep concentration, “Qin Yang’s strength has far surpassed ours.”

“But I’m afraid today.” Tian Yi shook his head.

Waiting for everyone in to see Qin Yang, only to find that he appeared behind Yang Fengtian’s wheelchair, the little monk who was originally pushing the wheelchair was dumbfounded and didn’t know how he appeared, Yang Fengtian was scared and drenched in sweat, “Quickly save me.”

“Mr. Qin, don’t be hurting people’s lives.” Dusty folded his hands together and his tone was neutral.

Surprisingly forced Qin Yang’s eyes narrowed his body slightly backward, Qin Yang grunted angrily, butcher dog knife stabbed at the back of Yang Fengtian’s neck, but just at this time, he suddenly felt an unprecedented threatening aura, and when he looked up, but he saw the Tianwu who had not been moving did not know when he appeared in front of his body, a sword Naimon trembled under the force even out of thin air to make Qin Yang’s body tilted backward.

Qin Yang clenched his teeth, the body twisted, and not to fall to the ground in a mess, but also not good half kneeling on the ground. Eyes narrowed tightly, his left fist pinched and clicked.

“Hahaha, suffer death.”

Yang Fengtian laughed madly.

It was Ximen Mui who also laughed coldly, Qin Yang spat blood and roared furiously as he rushed forward, his body instantly accelerated and pushed straight into that Tian Wu, Tian Wu snorted coldly, that sword in his hand buzzed, seemingly to cut down all those who dared to provoke its majesty, a ponderous aura rushed to kill him, with just a single collision, the Slaughtering Dog Sword in his hand instantly snapped, while that Tian Wu’s sword flicked, a piece of shattered blade pushed straight into Qin Yang’s heart Qin Yang hurriedly dodged, feet stomping the ground, wanting to rely on their own speed of the dark cloud Lunbi dodge away, but at this time, but found that Murong Qi’s Emei thorns have already killed, at the same time there is also Ximen Xingyun.

Qin Yang can not retreat, hand broken butcher dog knife thrown out, that Murong Qi instantly and retreat, Qin Yang’s shoulder is hard to be a piece of broken blade stabbed, in the shape of a moment, Ximen Xingyun palms suddenly slapped in his chest, a huge force shocked his whole body seems to be in the suffering of the internal organs, violently a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out, woefully landed and rolled out of the seven or eight meters, forced to get up and couldn’t help but spray out! A mouthful of blood.

“Slaughtering dog knife, slaughtered yourself, right?” Ximen Xingyun sneered.

Qin Yang licked his lips, veins rising above his arms. Murong Hu took the opportunity to take his life, his lance went instantly, but the old monk appeared in front of him at an unknown time, and with a wave of his big hand, he picked the lance away, Murong Hu droned, “Master Dust, are you aiding and abetting the enemy?”

“Don’t hurt people’s lives.” Dusty folded his hands and said.

“Fine, I won’t kill him.” Ximen Xingyun suddenly said, “But I will waste him.”

After saying that, he then used both of his fists with vigor and punched towards Qin Yang’s chest position, Qin Yang spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at the approaching Ximen Xingyun, the corners of his mouth hung up with a hint of an evil cold smile.

“Oh no, be careful.”

Murong Hu suddenly drank.

That Dust also changed his face, but saw Qin Yang rising violently, laughing, “Iron Cloth Shirt is it? I will break your Iron Cloth Shirt this day!”

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