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Dong! Dong! Dong!
The seven Devil Bone Giants were like meteorites as they fiercely collided with each other . The energy wall that was releasing billions of arrows suddenly shattered like glass shards and disappeared into the air .
The arrows vanished into thin air .
This mountain-like existence scared these disciples out of their wits . Each of their faces was deathly pale . Facing such a magnificent puppet artefact, almost no one had the courage to fight it out .
Su Yun rushed in, one hand holding the death sword, the other holding the Imperial Equipment Token Flag . The Qi Cover wrapped around his body, and he crashed into the centre of the crowd . Immediately after, the Imperial Equipment was withdrawn, the death sword’s edge was immediately exposed, and he viciously swung it around the crowd .
A large amount of flesh and broken limbs flew out, and one by one, the disciples of the Suicide Valley fell under the pitch-black longswords . No one was able to withstand Su Yun’s sword at this moment .
“This guy’s cultivation is clearly not high, why is he so powerful?” The Spirit Cultivator who had been directing the air arrows stared at Su Yun, gritting his teeth, and couldn’t help but retreat .
This person was Poison Fist Qiao Gong .
This was already the last barrier of Suicide Valley . If they couldn’t stop Su Yun here, then there wouldn’t be any traps or arrays to stop Su Yun . Once the door was broken, everything in the valley could be seen .
“Hold it, hold it . We can’t let this guy enter our Suicide Valley!” The Poison Fist Qiao Gong roared .
As he spoke, he did not stay idle either . He threw out his fists, which were filled with green gas, and activated his Poison Fists . He stared at the surrounding disciples of the Suicide Valley, once he noticed that someone was trying to escape, he would throw a punch without any hesitation, killing all the disciples that were trying to escape .
Qiao Gong’s methods were extremely vicious . Anyone who got hit by his fist would immediately turn into a pool of blood, dying without any chance of survival . As the second disciple of the Suicide Witch, Qiao Gong’s cultivation level and strength were unquestionable .
Seeing how Qiao Gong was supervising the battle, how could the disciples of the Suicide Valley dare to run? They had no choice but to fight for their lives against Su Yun .
Although Su Yun had obtained the power of the death sword and his devil power had increased, his consciousness was not completely under his control . From the beginning to the end, he had kept a thread of his consciousness to himself .
Facing countless attacks from all directions, he pushed his speed to the limit and was moving like a ghost in the crowd . Every time he attacked, he would pierce through his body and smash into the disciples of the Suicide Valley, and when the disciples of the Death Valley surrounded him, the Seventh Tier Imperial Equipment would immediately help him resist the incoming damage .
Sun Yun could be easily described as nimble and cunning .
Facing these vicious people from the Suicide Valley, Su Yun did not show any mercy, the death sword crazily slashed at their necks .
In these past few years, it was unknown how many Spirit Cultivators had died tragically in this Suicide Valley .
Over years, countless people in the Bei Yang Region had been killed by the Suicide Valley .
Now was the moment of reckoning .
The fourteen iron fists of the giants were like huge shovels that completely destroyed the entire area . The huge boulders were directly crushed into fine powder, and the ground was also cracked, making it almost impossible to find a complete place . The places that were hit by the fists were all filled with flesh and blood; it was extremely terrifying .
Blood spurted out . Accompanied by the cries of injuries, the sound of weapons clashing, and the sound of magic spells exploding, this place was like a purgatory that sent chills and shivers down one’s spine .
Seeing Su Yun madly fighting in the crowd and the disciples of the Suicide Valley falling one by one, Qiao Gong was anxious, angry and scared . After hesitating for a long time, he finally clenched his teeth, gathered up the poison gas in his fists, and rushed towards Su Yun .
“Su Yun!” Qiao Gong roared angrily as he threw out a punch .
Feeling a very violent and complicated smell coming at him, Su Yun frowned . He turned around and saw a dark green fist coming at his face . He turned around and instantly appeared a few meters away, avoiding the punch .
Qiao Gong threw himself into the air, a little exasperated, but he was also secretly happy in his anger: “Su Yun dodged? Could it be that he was afraid of my fists?”
Thinking up to here, Qiao Gong took a deep breath, let out a furious roar, and rushed towards Su Yun .
His fist was extremely fast and ferocious, with an unknown amount of power . However, one could tell that the poison contained within his fist was something no ordinary person could withstand .
Although Qiao Gong wasn’t a quick-witted person, he was absolutely not a mediocre talent in the Suicide Valley .
However, the current Su Yun was absolutely not someone he could challenge .
Facing the relentless fists, Su Yun humphed, raised his fist, and ferociously punched towards the incoming fists .
“What?” Qiao Gong was instantly shocked . Not only him, but even the disciples of the Suicide Valley were also shocked .
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