Chapter 109: Qingyang Has Changed

  "Yes, the thickness of the host's face is as fierce as Xing Yuebo." Ling'er retorted with a bad tone and then fell silent.

  Zhang Shan didn't get any pleasure out of it, but he also didn't mind. His gaze fell on Xing Yuebo once again.

  He was anxiously watching the battle situation, occasionally muttering curses.

  "Although Weizhentian has the upper hand for now, by the end of the battle, they will probably be severely injured as well."

  Zhang Shan furrowed his brow in thought, when suddenly a bright idea flashed through his mind, and a smile spread across his face as he walked towards Xing Yuebo.

  His sudden movement alerted Xing Yuebo, who tensely shouted: "Halt! What are you trying to do?"

  "I didn't think of doing anything, I just wanted to try it out, if there's no true yuan can't we still take action?"

  Zhang Shan smiled slyly and accelerated to rush in front of him, punching down on his head.

  With a loud crash, Xing Yuebo raised his hand and blocked his fist, but was shocked by the force of the impact and retreated one step.

  "Haha, as expected, this place has only sealed the true yuan, but everything else is unaffected. In that case, I can still rob you, and I can even rob you to death."

  Zhang Shan burst out laughing and charged at Xing Yuebo again, with his powerful Wu Xing Bu Mie body, Xing was absolutely no match for him.

  As long as he killed him, the mechanical tiger that had lost its connection with the master's divine soul would naturally become a wooden carving.

  Xing Yuebo also thought of this at this time, and with a swish, he drew out his long sword and stabbed straight at Zhang Shan.

  Zhang Shan's Qinghong sword unfolded, and he collided heavily with him.

  Without their true essence, the two of them fought like ordinary martial artists, relying on physical strength and exquisite sword techniques.

  After several rounds, Xing Yuebo was no match for Zhang Shan, who had grasped the sword's intent, and was repeatedly forced to retreat.

  Zhang Shan left several sword marks on him, and his heart was filled with great joy: "Xing surname, didn't expect it to be like this today, next year's today will be your death anniversary!"

  Xing Yuebo's eyes revealed terror, and his sword style became even more disordered under the great disturbance of his mind. After two more moves, he was struck by Zhang Shan's sword on the chest, with fresh blood splashing out, revealing a deep wound that exposed bone.

  He let out a miserable cry and hastily retreated backwards, urgently using his divine sense to command the Mechanical Tiger to come back and save him.

  "Xiao Wei, change tactics, just entangle it for me, don't use too much force, or the materials on its body will be damaged."

  Zhang Shan burst out laughing loudly and let Wei Zhen Tian block the Organ Tiger, while he continued to pursue Xing Yuebo.

  "Zhang Shan, don't push people too far!" Xing Yuebo cried out in a fluster.

  "I'm forcing you, what can you do?" Zhang Shan said with a cold smile.

  "Zhang Shan's surname is Zhang, and his father is going to fight you."

  Knowing that this would ultimately lead to a dead end, he let out a loud roar, his eyes flashing with madness, abandoning his defensive stance, every move was a desperate bid for mutual destruction.

  "You want to fight to the death? That's exactly what I'm looking for!"

  Zhang Shan let out a loud shout, and his "Silent Destruction Slash" technique was activated!

  Although there was no true yuan support, the momentum of destroying the sky and earth still burst out.

  With a loud crash, Xing Yuebo spat blood and retreated.

  Zhang Shan hummed and rushed forward, his Jianchi slash falling from top to bottom once again.

  Xing Yuebo let out a loud roar and barely regained his composure from the aftershocks of the previous move, exerting great effort to raise his sword and meet the attack head-on.

  With a clang, Zhang Shan's sword light chopped onto his long sword, the huge impact force swept his sword away, and then the remaining momentum did not stop, deviating slightly and still chopping onto his left arm.

  Ah!

  A pained wail escaped from Xing Yuebo's mouth, his left arm severed by Zhang Shan's sword, and he stumbled backward in a frantic retreat.

  Zhang Shan took advantage of the situation and didn't spare anyone, taking a wrong step and flashing to his side, swinging his sword horizontally.

  Xing Yuebo barely turned around and dodged the sword, but the severe pain from his severed arm slowed him down, causing his body to lose balance.

  Zhang Shan hummed a sound, and with a turn of his sword, his opponent's right hand, which was holding the sword, flew out into the air.

  Xing Yuebo fell heavily to the ground and let out another mournful cry.

  Zhang Shan kicked him in the chest, and with a cracking sound, his ribs were probably broken.

  "Zhang Shidi, spare my life! I have some news about Qingyang City that you'll definitely want to know!"

  Xing Yuebo spat out a mouthful of blood, and in the corner of his eye, he saw a sword light slashing towards his neck, and he let out a hoarse cry.

  A flash of sword light, Zhang Shan's sword tip pressed against his throat.

  Xing Yuebo's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the sword light finally didn't come down.

  "What news of Qingyang City? Don't try to deceive me, or it won't be as simple as cutting off your stinking head with one sword." Zhang Shan said coldly.

  "I'm not kidding, it's true, and it also involves someone from your Zhang family." Xing Yuebo shouted.

  Zhang Shan's heart sank, thinking of his mother still in Qingyang City, and he couldn't help but shout loudly: "Quickly tell me, what's going on?"

  Xing Yuebo coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood foam: "Zhang Shidi, can you stop the bleeding for me first..."

  Because he couldn't mobilize his true yuan, naturally he had no way to use his internal energy to stop the bleeding. Xing Yuebo's two arms were bleeding non-stop, and if left untreated, he would bleed to death within the time it took for an incense stick to burn, without Zhang Shan needing to lift a finger.

  Zhang Shan hummed and his sword tip flashed a few times, still helping him seal the several major acupoints on his shoulders.

  "Pull your organ beast over and go to the corner of the wall."

  Xing Yuebo hastily did as she was told, and then looked at her own blood slowly stopping, only then did she let out a sigh of relief.

  "Speak up, what's going on? Think carefully, if there's even half a sentence that's not true, I'll make you wish you were dead." Zhang Shan said coldly.

  "Zhang Shidi, if I say it, I hope you can spare my life." Xing Yuebo said with a fearful glance at him.

  Zhang Shan's face turned red with anger: "Don't think you can take advantage of me inch by inch, my patience is limited."

  "Zhang Shidi, I said it's a dead end, and if I don't say it, it's also a dead end. Then just kill me, but if anything happens to Auntie in the future..."

  Xing Yuebo guessed from Zhang Shan's reaction that he didn't need to kill her for the time being, so she blinked and started haggling.

  Zhang Shan looked at him with an expression of having nothing to fear, and suddenly smiled: "Do you think you've got me cornered? Have you ever heard of the Soul Searching Technique? I just so happen to know it, do you want to give it a try?"

  Xing Yuebo's face showed a look of horror, the Soul Searching Technique he naturally knew, those who were subjected to it would experience extreme agony, worse than death.

  However, his desire to live made him grit his teeth and say: "Although the Soul Search Technique can obtain some of my memories, it's not guaranteed to be complete. If a crucial part is missing, would Zhang Shidi rather take this risk than spare my life?"

  Zhang Shan quickly calculated in his heart, if this kid is telling the truth, it's about his mother's safety, he can't take risks, but if he agrees to let him go, there will be endless troubles.

  "Divine Soul Blood Restriction, I'm sure the host has heard of it. The host can implant a blood restriction on him, turning him into your slave. This way, not only will you know whether he's telling the truth or lying, but you'll also gain a loyal subordinate."

  Ling'er suggested at this time in the sea of consciousness.

  Zhang Shan's eyes lit up, this was a good idea. Although he wanted to kill the little brat, compared to his mother's safety, his own life was not worth mentioning. Moreover, turning him into a slave was more satisfying than killing him.

  He immediately said without hesitation: "Then let's do it that way, you teach me the Soul Blood Forbidden Technique."

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