Family Cultivation: My entire family are Villains

Chapter 226: 139?Qinglong Association (7)

The deep crimson light that burst from the dense forest threw hundreds of sword shadows into the air, like the wings of an eagle in full bloom, illuminating the dense forest and dazzling the eyes of the onlookers.

Eventually, the sword shadows merged into a blood-colored sword-light that was over ten meters long, slashing through dozens of trees, coating the leaves in a bewitching red glow. In almost an instant, it reached the group of people in front of them.

To be more precise, it arrived in front of Yu Guixin alone.

Even though the sword-light targeted only Yu Guixin, the other five at that moment also underwent a drastic change in expression and frantically dodged in every direction, terrified of being struck by the sword-light.

Clearly, they all could acutely feel the danger emitting from this scarlet sword-light.

And Yu Guixin, who bore the brunt, experienced an intense contraction in his pupils, and nearly every hair on his body stood on end. A second ago, he had been engrossed in the scene where Fang Jinghong had appeared and killed Tong Yun, never expecting that a second later, a killing intent would descend upon his own head.

At this life-and-death moment, Yu Guixin also erupted with strength far beyond his normal capabilities, retracting the black saber in his hand. His entire Dan Embracing Phase cultivation was catalyzed; the blade then condensed a layer of black light and swung out boldly against the blood-colored sword-light, attempting to block it.

It wasn't that he didn't want to run, but the opponent's speed was simply too fast.

The moment he turned around, he had already noticed that behind the scarlet sword-light was a Qinglong Association expert wearing a demonic mask. The opponent was clearly only at the Gathering Malevolence Phase in cultivation, yet how could the slash he made with the sword-light be so ferocious!

Could it be a second-rate Martial Arts?

This question flashed through Yu Guixin's mind, though his hand movements didn't slow down in the slightest. Amidst the noise of his Dan Gang, the Seven Extremes Saber Qi burst forth suddenly, transforming into seven black saber beams crashing violently against the crimson sword-light.

At this collision, Yu Guixin realized how laughable his attempt to defend was!

The seven saber beams he had slashed out hadn't had the slightest effect, and the crimson sword Qi, like it had entered a realm with no adversaries, instantly broke through his saber Qi, confronted his face, and penetrated through...

"How... Twelve meridians, twelve meridians... how could, a mere Martial Artist of the Gathering Malevolence Phase from the Qinglong Association, possibly cultivate first-class Martial Arts..."

A tiny red dot remained on the brow of Yu Guixin, with blood only beginning to seep out after several breaths. His ashen gaze was fixed dead ahead on the Qinglong Association warrior with the demonic mask, his pupils filled with disbelief.

"Blocking a cart with a praying mantis's arm, overestimating your own strength."

Unfortunately, the response to him was just a cold snicker from Hou Yujie, accompanied by these eight words of utmost contempt. Yu Guixin's pupils gradually dimmed until they completely extinguished, and finally, he collapsed to the ground with a crisp sound.

Thud...

The sound of Yu Guixin hitting the ground instantly awakened the remaining four, who, gazing at the instigator Hou Yujie, were filled with shock and unceasing tremors in their hearts.

At this moment, their thoughts were quite similar to Yu Guixin's!

They had originally thought that only those three Dragon Heads from the Qinglong Association were truly powerful, and perhaps those five Grandmasters who had appeared earlier, but these Martial Artists of the Qinglong Realm at the Gang Qi or Gathering Malevolence Phase surely couldn't match their level.

Yu Guixin, at his worst, was still a genuine leader of a third-rate power, a Martial Artist in the Dan Embracing Phase. Even considering he had just fought with the Tiger Demon for so long and his strength had been somewhat depleted, he surely shouldn't be something a Martial Artist of the Gathering Malevolence Phase could deal with.

But now, the truth was in front of them, leaving them no choice but to believe it!

The four exchanged glances, and then they turned their looks toward Fang Jinghong in mid-air, their faces filled with fear, clearly realizing the seriousness of the situation.

But it was clearly too late...

The golden staff in mid-air, carrying a momentum like an overwhelming tsunami, came toward them. The powerful True Qi enshrouded the staff, appearing like a golden mountain descending, leaving the four with not a trace of desire to fight, but to scatter and flee directly.

In the end, they were still some crafty old foxes; without any communication, they could still cooperate so tacitly!

Hou Yuxiao let out a cold laugh, a glint of cold light flashing through his eyes, and he immediately chased after the only woman among the four, Zhao Mansha.

Zhao Mansha, who had not run ten meters yet and sensed she was targeted, instantly turned pale, her face drained of color. She wanted to beg for mercy, but before the words could leave her mouth, the golden staff had already fiercely struck her back.

The Canglong Staff, a Spiritual Artifact in itself made from Golden Dragon Wood and inherently possessing the might of a Dragon Spirit, when combined with Hou Yuxiao's True Qi, this strike was as if a golden dragon had descended from Cangling Divine Mountain. Zhao Mansha's body-protecting Dan Gang could not withstand it.

Once the body-protecting Dan Gang collapsed, her body directly faced the blow; her internal organs were instantly torn apart by the violent force, and finally, she slammed into the ground like a cannonball.

"The three of you, are you sure you can escape from my hands?"

Li Sanyun, Bai Yunfan, and Nie Xinchuan, who had not run a hundred meters, shuddered at Hou Yuxiao's words, their steps as if weighed down by a thousand-pound boulder, frozen in place, no longer daring to run.

Though they were separated by a hundred or so meters, they still exchanged glances in mid-air, their faces paling for a long while. After hesitating for a moment, they obediently returned.

If they had continued to flee separately, there was still a chance they might escape, but Hou Yuxiao's decisive slaying of Zhao Mansha had scared them.

Who knew who he would go after next; none of the three dared to gamble, for a lost bet meant death.

Looking at the three of them obediently walking back, Hou Yuxiao glanced at Zhao Mansha, already lifeless beside him, a hint of darkness flitting across his eyes.