Martial Boss Chapter 710

On the southern border of the Northern Zhou, a long rainbow of flame streaked across the sky above Ji’an Province, the nearest province to the Great Qian.

Along with the long flaming rainbow came a thunderous, angry shout.

“Ye Lingshan you thieving woman, my Purgatory Peak and the Yin Devil Sect are an alliance, not your servants. We are not allied if we don’t want to be, so who are you to call it treachery!”

“Since you are not an ally, then killing you is also partly deserved.”

A huge palm suddenly appeared in the air, clearly formed by true qi, but with green and jade fingers, showing the smoothness and tenderness of a daughter’s jade hand.

This jade hand slapped down in the air, just like swatting a fly, slapping the molten fire giant in front of him towards the ground.

“Snort…”

A toothsome sound rang out, the jade hand, though thin, had peerless strength, and the molten fire giant skidded all the way to the ground, leaving deep scorch marks.

Finally, he rushed into the Luo water on the border, instantly evaporating countless amounts of water.

In the thick water vapour, the Molten Fire Giant shed his encased lava-like true Qi and his body shrank to normal human size, revealing his true form.

“Remember, there is a price to pay for betrayal.”

Ye Lingxiang appeared from the air and gently pressed down with her jade hand, immediately breaking the flow of the Luo water.

At the bottom of the Luo water and on both banks, a huge palm-shaped imprint took shape, with a black and strong middle-aged man embedded in the palm, his body twisted and unconscious at the moment.

In the end, Ye Lingxiang still did not kill this Purgatory Peak’s Tong Shen realm powerhouse to vent his hatred. Now that the Devil’s Path was in a period of relative peace, with various forces doing their own thing, killing this Purgatory Peak Tong Shen would undoubtedly destroy this relative peace.

Of course, not killing did not mean that no punishment would be given. This Tong Shen’s injury had already hurt the root, and even if a Tong Shen realm recovered, it might take a lot of time to heal and might even leave a dark wound.

Ye Lingshen indifferently glanced at the dying Tong Shen realm powerhouse, and his figure disappeared into the air.

In the same place, only a long trail of scorched earth was left behind, along with Luo Shui that was slow to circulate.

With Ye Lingshuang’s serious injury to the Purgatory Peak Tong Shen as the beginning, the Northern Zhou began to hunt down and kill the Purgatory Peak’s disciples throughout its territory.

The remaining three sects of the Devil Dao, as well as the Northern Zhou court, all came together, and those muscular barbarians of Purgatory Peak fled everywhere.

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Yanzhou, near Shouguang City.

More than ten large men with tall, hidden figures watched the eight directions, staring around vigilantly while recovering their expended true qi and physical strength.

Among them, there were both high and low martial arts skills, with the high ones having True Dan realm cultivation, while the low ones were only at the pre-Shen Yuan realm.

But what was strange was that the young man in his twenties, who was at the lowest level, was the one with the highest status among these big men.

All the big men were scattered around the young man, protecting him firmly.

At this moment, the young man with the highest status was gulping down water to replenish the water he had lost on his journey.

Suddenly, the young man’s hand lashed out and crushed the water jug as he said in a fierce voice, “B*tch of the Yin Demon Sect, how dare you do such a cruel thing!”

It was too ruthless, in just two days, first, Wang Shouting Yan, a strong man of the Tong Shen realm stationed in Northern Zhou, was beaten to the verge of death, and then there was a territory-wide hunt.

The three sects of the Devil Dao, as well as the Northern Zhou Imperial Consecration, and those bizarre Daoist priests, both sides of the forces unleashed in unison, taking Purgatory Peak by surprise.

The Purgatory Peak had expected the Yin Devil Sect to negotiate first, after all, they had only let the three sons of the Heavenly Devil Palace go, how could they completely tear their faces off? Even if

Even if they failed to negotiate, they would still have the protection of Wang Shouting Yan, a strong man of the God Realm.

Common sense dictated that even if they eventually tore their faces apart, Purgatory Peak would only withdraw from Northern Zhou and not join the other three sects.

But they did not expect the Yin Devil Sect to be so decisive, nor did they expect Ye Lingshan to be so strong.

Wang Shouting Yan was no match for Ye Lingxiang and was chased all the way to Luo Shui, where he was seriously injured.

The Purgatory Peak disciples left behind in Northern Zhou were not crushed by the Tong Shen realm powerhouse, but they also fled in disarray under the combined strength of the three Demon Sects and the two sides of the imperial court.

“Young master, the pursuers may arrive soon, we’d better get on our way.” Zhao Kan, the True Dan realm hunk beside the young man, said.

“Once we cross the Ji’an Province, we will be able to meet up with the people who will meet us, and we will be able to leave Northern Zhou safely.”

“Good,” the young man stood up, “let’s go. After this disaster, we will return eventually. I, the Red Lord, will make those B*tches pay.”

“Pay the price? I’m afraid you won’t live to see that. Heh heh heh ——”

The bone-chilling laughter echoed around, causing the hearts of the bloodthirsty men to throb and their faces to fill with an excited blush.

“The ‘soulful and bone-chilling sound’, Hua Bai Mei, it’s you again!” Zhao Kan gritted his teeth.

This Hua Baimei was the leader of the Yin Demon Sect responsible for the hunt this time, and at least hundreds of Purgatory Peak disciples had died either directly or indirectly at her hands.

Zhao Kan hated this person so much that he wanted to kill her with a thousand cuts. But now, Zhao Kan never wanted to see Hua Baimei appear in front of him.

Because if Hua Baimei appeared, it meant that the rest of the people who were after her were also nearby. It could be that the main force was present.

“Hua Baimei, think carefully, if my third young master perishes here, the Peak Master will definitely take revenge. Is your Yin Devil Sect ready for a full-scale war with Purgatory Peak?” Zhao Kan shouted.

“Start a war, haha ——” The charming voice laughed more than once, “Where did Purgatory Peak get the nerve to say start a war, are you tired of living?”

The fact that there is a world of yin, even the Blood Devil Sect does not dare to venture into war, where did he, Purgatory Peak, get the nerve to do so?

“Even if his elder brother Chi had died here, you would not have the guts to start a war.”

Hua Baimei’s voice suddenly became harsh, “Tell me, who is the contact person? If you tell us, you will still be able to save your life.”

Hua Baimei had heard the conversation between Zhao Kan and the Red Lord earlier, so she naturally knew that the person who was going to meet them was not far away.

In fact, the fact that the group of them had managed to escape to the border under the stranglehold of both sides’ strength was also a secret release by the person who was chasing them. In order to lure out the one who would receive them, or rather, the new backer that Purgatory Peak had found.

“And then be tortured to death by you, right,” Zhao Kan bellowed, “Never!”

“Then go to hell.”

With a stern shout, palm shadows and sword qi were sent out in unison, strangling the people of Purgatory Peak.

At the same time, an obscure sword shadow sprang out from the ground, piercing a big man’s heart with a single stab. The tip of the sword that penetrated his body sent out a life-threatening sword qi that shot towards the Red Lord who was protected within.

It was the a*sa*sins from the Hall of Desperate Fate. Hua Baimei and the others really did not care whether the Red Lord lived or died.

Zhao Kan wanted to turn back to block the attack, but it was too late, so he could only watch as the sword qi was fired.

At the moment of crisis, a blood shadow flashed down from above and wrapped the Red Lord in it. The blood-coloured true qi flowed like a stream of water, spitting the sword qi within.