Chapter 108: Tear Gu Yang Alive! Hidden Purple-Robed Person!

"Bad... it's an Embracing the Pill Realm martial artist!"

Gu Yang's heart trembled violently, an unprecedented chill rushing from the soles of his feet to his crown.

Especially the scorching breath emitted from this white-haired old man, which instantly burned away the ferocious rage on his face.

At this time, he couldn't care about snatching the spirit herb that Liu Yiyi had swallowed.

He subconsciously wanted to escape, but that cold killing intent shrouded him, making him unable to move for a while.

"Elder... Elder Jiang..."

Liu Yiyi, who had prepared to die, saw this suddenly appearing Elder Jiang, a trance in her cold, beautiful eyes.

That cold and dusty face was now full of confusion, as if she couldn't believe her eyes.

Her mind subconsciously thought of that night, the white-haired old man who appeared like a god descending from heaven at the most difficult moment for her and Su Yan.

That punch that sent Zhang Xu flying, that back standing straight in the moonlight...

Although the appearance of this Elder Jiang in front of her was completely different from the old man that night, the two figures began to overlap strangely in her mind.

Just as her thoughts were drifting, Wang Siyi's painful panting startled her back to reality.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the complex emotions surging in her heart, walked quickly to Wang Siyi's side, helped her up gently, and took a healing pill from her bosom to feed her.

"Great, Elder Jiang is here..."

Chen Lili, whose wrist was broken, had been in extreme danger, struggling to chase, but now seeing Jiang Ye's figure, her heart settled.

That tight string suddenly loosened, she slumped to the ground, panting heavily, the cold sweat on her forehead finally daring to flow wantonly.

Zheng Feng and Zheng Hui, who arrived later, saw the injured Chen Lili, and their expressions changed.

"Chen Xu Shijie! How did you get hurt like this!"

Zheng Hui ran to Chen Lili's side with a distressed face, her young face full of anxiety.

She took out a light blue herb from her bosom in a flurry, handed it to Chen Lili's mouth, her voice carrying a bit of urgency:

"Xu Xu Shijie, this is a herb I found in the mountains two days ago, it has a very good effect on healing, eat it quickly."

Chen Lili came from the Chen family, which specialized in the herb business, and recognized at a glance that this was Cold Star Grass, which was worth a lot.

She wanted to decline, but seeing Zheng Hui's sincere worry, her heart warmed slightly, so she took the herb into her mouth and said softly: "Then thank you, Junior Xu Xu Shijie Zheng."

The herb entered her abdomen, a cool breath slowly dispersed, and the severe pain in her wrist eased a bit.

She took this opportunity to roughly explain the process of the matter.

From Liu Yiyi being chased, to her stepping in to block, to Gu Yang's arrogance and ruthlessness...

"That damn big fool is finished! Don't worry, Chen Xu Shijie! Elder Jiang and my brother won't let him go!"

Zheng Hui stared at Gu Yang not far away with anger, her dark, round eyes full of fire, her small fists clenched tightly.

In her eyes, Chen Lili was already her good friend.

Zheng Feng also stared at Gu Yang with unkind eyes, killing intent flickering in his eyes.

Daring to seize treasure and kill people under their noses, how could he be spared!

The atmosphere in the cave suddenly solidified, like the dead silence before a storm.

The Hanjian Sect disciples who were arguing with the Tianqing Sect disciples earlier saw that the situation was not good, and fled to the fork road one after another, constantly exclaiming: "Xu Xu Shijie Brother Gu Yang is finished!!!"

The next instant.

"Who dares to hurt my Hanjian Sect disciple!"

A roar exploded like thunder, a figure radiating sharp aura rushed from the fork road, imposing and murderous.

The person who came was the fat elder who had fought with the Jin Chen Peak elder, named Zhou Feng.

"Elder Zhou! Save me!"

Seeing the person, Gu Yang, who was full of fear, brightened his eyes, like a drowning person grabbing the last straw.

He shouted for help, while exerting all his strength, his feet pointed suddenly, and he was about to flee in the direction of Zhou Feng.

Zhou Feng's arrival gave him a bit of confidence.

If not escape now, when?

The next instant.

A withered hand reached out like wind and electricity, directly grabbing his neck.

"Did I let you go!"

Jiang Ye sneered coldly, his five fingers tightened slightly, actually lifting Gu Yang's sturdy body directly, hanging in mid-air.

That withered arm was unmoved, as if what he was holding was not a strong man weighing nearly two hundred catties, but a chick waiting to be slaughtered.

"Old thing! Let go!"

Gu Yang roared in fear, backhanded a punch fiercely at Jiang Ye's heart.

Even a rabbit will bite when anxious, let alone him.

The fist as big as a sand pot carried a whistling wind, enough to split monuments and crack stones.

Facing his heavy punch, Jiang Ye didn't dodge, didn't even use true qi, and took this blow with his chest hard.

Clang!

A sound of metal clashing echoed in the cave, like a hammer hitting a bronze tripod.

Gu Yang only felt his fist slightly numb, then looked at the undamaged Jiang Ye in shock, his voice trembling: "You... you also practiced hard skills..."

You know his biggest reliance was this hard skill he had practiced hard since childhood.

When he fought with others, what he enjoyed most was seeing the stunned look on the other side after a failed strike.

As a result, he never thought that he would become the stunned person.

The old man in front of him not only practiced hard skills, but his attainments were even above his.

Under that withered body, hid a flesh body more indestructible than his.

Jiang Ye ignored his shock, his tone indifferent as ice: "You just said, you want to cut her open, right?"

He paused slightly, the chill in his aged eyes even stronger: "So, this old man tearing you alive is also reasonable and justifiable!"

"Ah......"

Gu Yang's expression stalled suddenly.

He could hear that this old man in front of him wasn't joking with him.

An unspeakable fear shrouded his body like a sky-covering net.

"Don't!!! Elder Zhou, come and save me!!!"

Gu Yang struggled madly, his legs kicking wildly, his hands desperately trying to pry open the palm locked on his neck, his mouth emitting a sharp scream, miserable like a slaughtered pig.

But that withered hand was like steel pliers, locking him firmly, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free at all.

"Bastard! Stop! That is the true disciple of my Hanjian Sect, if you dare to hurt him, it is an endless battle with my Hanjian Sect!!"

The fat elder who rushed out from the fork road let out a thunderous roar, the sound wave shaking the dust on the cave walls down.

He condensed golden true qi in his hand, sharp aura overflowing, and was about to attack Jiang Ye.

Just then.

"You Hanjian Sect disciples hurt people first, and still talk nonsense here! Let me meet you!"

Zheng Feng, who was prepared, raised his hand with a Blazing Fire Blade, red true qi condensed into a hot blade, meeting him without retreating.

"Do you want to start a war between the two sects!!!"

Zhou Feng, who was blocked by Zheng Feng, roared again, his voice full of rage and anxiety, but he couldn't break through Zheng Feng's obstruction for a while.

However, Jiang Ye ignored his voice, raised his hand with a punch, and blasted fiercely on Gu Yang's spine.

Bang!

A muffled loud noise.

Gu Yang immediately let out a cry of pain, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his whole person twitching violently as if struck by lightning.

"Not bad, indeed practiced hard skills, very able to resist."

Jiang Ye sneered indifferently.

He deliberately didn't use true qi for this punch.

As people who practiced hard skills, he knew very well that hard skills practice tendons, bones, skin, and membranes, but cannot practice internal organs.

He wanted to use force to shatter Gu Yang's internal organs alive.

Only then could he slightly calm his anger at this moment.

And Gu Yang, under the stimulation of severe pain, instantly sensed Jiang Ye's idea, his expression even more fearful, immediately begging for mercy: "I was wrong, please let me go..."

Bang!

The second punch fell.

"Ugh......"

Gu Yang spat out a mouthful of blood again, the begging for mercy was interrupted, leaving only vague whimpering.

Bang!

The third punch fell.

"Heh... heh..."

Gu Yang spat out blood foam mixed with internal organ fragments, his eyes beginning to scatter, only able to make violent panting sounds, like a broken bellows leaking air.

Bang!

The fourth punch fell.

"......"

Gu Yang was beaten to the point of consciousness blurring, his head hanging down powerlessly, only his body still twitching instinctively.

Bang!

The fifth punch fell.

Gu Yang's eyeballs were shaken out alive, rolling bloody on the ground, the empty eye sockets facing the cave ceiling, shocking.

Seeing this scene.

The Hanjian Sect disciples present all felt cold all over, their hearts trembling, some legs soft, some turned their heads away and dared not look again.

Zhou Feng, who was blocked by Zheng Feng, was even more furious: "I will never let you go!!!"

"Jiang... Elder Jiang..."

Even the Tianqing Sect disciples were stunned.

Everyone never thought that this Elder Jiang, who looked kind on weekdays, would be so ruthless.

Bang!

The sixth punch fell.

Gu Yang's seven orifices flowed with black-red blood, his whole person like a pool of mud, hanging on Jiang Ye's hand, his life completely cut off.

The cave was silent, only the heavy breathing of everyone, and Zhou Feng's furious but helpless panting remained.

The next instant.

Jiang Ye picked up Gu Yang's corpse, and in everyone's near-dazed eyes, shouted coldly:

"Daring to hurt my Tianqing Sect people, this is the end!"

The moment the words fell.

Gu Yang's corpse was directly torn apart by a dazzling red-gold true qi, igniting flames.

"You dare!!!"

Zhou Feng's eyes were about to split, even bloodshot.

Jiang Ye threw Gu Yang's broken corpse to the ground casually, sneering: "The next one is you."

At the same time.

In the shadows of the fork road.

"Interesting."

A purple figure muttered softly, then quietly retreated. ===== CHAPTER 109 =====