Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong…

The seven Devil Bone Giants collided with each other like meteors. The Qi wall that released billions of Qi arrows instantly shattered into countless fragments and disappeared.

The Qi Arrow instantly disappeared without a trace.

This small mountain-like existence had frightened these Suicide Valley disciples to the point that their souls were shattered. All of their faces were deathly pale. In the face of such a magnificent puppet artifact, almost no one had the courage to fight them.

Su Yun rushed in, holding the Death Sword in one hand and the Imperial Armament Token flag in the other. The Qi Shield wrapped around his body and crashed into the center of the crowd. Immediately after the Imperial Armament was removed, the blade of the Death Sword was immediately exposed, and he ferociously swung it towards the surrounding crowd.

Blood splashed out from the crowd. Large amounts of flesh and limbs flew out. A disciple from Suicide Valley fell under the pitch black sword. No one could receive Su Yun’s sword at this moment.

“This fellow’s cultivation is obviously not high, why is his strength so strong?”

The Spirit Cultivator who had commanded the release of the Qi Arrow stared at Su Yun, secretly gritted his teeth, and then continuously retreated.

This person was precisely Poison Fist Qiao Gong.

This was already the last barrier of the Suicide Valley. If they were unable to stop Su Yun here, then there would be no traps or formations to stop Su Yun’s footsteps. Once this door was broken, the Suicide Valley would be completely visible.

“Hold on, hold on! We can’t let this guy enter our Death Valley!”

Poison Fist Qiao Gong roared.

As he spoke, he did not remain idle. He drew out his fists, and a green aura surrounded his fists. He used the Poison Fist Technique and stared fixedly at the disciples of the Suicide Valley. Once he discovered that someone wanted to escape, Qiao Gong would punch them without hesitation, resulting in the lives of those disciples who were about to escape.

Qiao Gong’s methods were extremely ruthless. Anyone who was struck by his fist would immediately turn into a pool of blood and die. There was no chance of survival. As Old Witch Jueming’s second disciple, Qiao Gong’s cultivation and strength were unquestionable.

Seeing that Qiao Gong was supervising the battle, how could the disciples of Suicide Valley dare to run away? He had no choice but to attack Su Yun with all his might.

Although Su Yun had obtained the power of the Death Sword, and his demonic nature had expanded, his strength had increased explosively, but his consciousness had not been completely controlled. From the beginning to the end, he had kept a trace of consciousness, maintaining himself.

Facing countless attacks from all directions, He pushed his speed to its limit, only to see Su Yun in the crowd shuttle freely like a ghost. Every time he attacked, he would always pierce through his body and smash into the disciples of Suicide Valley. When the disciples of Suicide Valley surrounded him, a Grade Seven Imperial Artifact would help him defend against the impending damage.

Flexible, cunning, and clever, it was completely capable of describing Su Yun at this moment.

Facing these extremely vicious Desperate Valley people, Su Yun did not show the slightest bit of mercy. The Death Sword frantically cut their necks.

Over the years, countless Spirit Cultivators had died tragically in this Suicide Valley.

Over the years, countless people in Beiyang had been destroyed by the Suicide Valley.

Now was the time for liquidation.

The seven giants helped Su Yun. The fourteen enormous iron fists were like huge shovel heads, completely shattering this place. The mountain boulders were directly crushed into powder, and the ground was shattered again. There was practically no complete place to be found, and the place where the fist hit was filled with flesh and blood, extremely terrifying.

Blood sprayed out, accompanied by screams of pain, weapons colliding, spells exploding…

At this moment, this place was like a purgatory, causing one’s scalp to go numb and one’s hair to stand on end.

Seeing Su Yun frantically chopping down in the crowd, watching the disciples of the Suicide Valley fall one by one, Qiao Gong was anxious, angry, and afraid. He didn’t leave either, nor did he leave. After hesitating for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth, accumulated poison gas from both fists, and rushed towards Su Yun.

“Su Yun!”

Qiao Gong roared and punched.

Feeling a very violent and complex smell coming towards him, Su Yun raised his eyebrows and turned his head, only to see a dark green fist smashing towards his face.

With a turn of his footsteps, he instantly appeared a few meters away and dodged the fist.

Qiao Gong threw himself into the air, feeling somewhat anxious and depressed, but this anger was still somewhat secretly delighted: Su Yun dodged? Could it be that he’s afraid of my fist?

Thinking of this, Qiao Gong took a deep breath, roared angrily, and rushed towards Su Yun again.

His fist was very fast and fierce. He didn’t know how much strength he had, but he could tell that the poison on his fist was definitely something that an extraordinary person could resist.

Although Qiao Gong was not a smart person, he was definitely not a mediocre genius of the Suicide Valley in terms of his talent for cultivation.

However, at this moment, Su Yun was definitely not someone he could challenge.

Facing the persistent and aggressive fist, Su Yun snorted and suddenly raised his fist. His expression froze as he heavily punched the fist.

“What??”

Qiao Gong was instantly shocked.

Not to mention him, even the disciples of Suicide Valley were shocked.

“You actually dare to touch my fist with your body!! You … you … you’re so bold!!” Qiao Gong was surprised, but very quickly, he calmed down and said with a cold expression, “Since that’s the case, I’ll let you know how powerful my Poison Fist Qiao Gong is, so that you don’t think I’m someone who has lost my reputation!”

Qiao Gong shouted, concentrating all the profound energy in his body on the right fist that was thrown out, using all of his strength to suck milk.

It was as if he intended to use this punch to determine the outcome between him and Su Yun.

However…

However, Su Yun’s body swayed weakly, and then his entire body suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, Qiao Gong’s entire body flew out with a’bang ‘and ruthlessly smashed into a piece of gravel behind him. His entire body fell into it, and his face was covered in blood.

This punch actually hit Qiao Gong’s face!

Everyone was stunned.

From beginning to end, Su Yun did not intend to fight Qiao Gong head-on. Instead, he used his own advantages to pretend to fight Qiao Gong head-on. Then, he relied on his speed to counterattack and directly hit Qiao Gong in the face, catching him off guard.

Although Qiao Gong’s strength wasn’t weak, his intelligence was a hard injury. In some cases, intelligence could be considered a type of strength. Sometimes, the victory or defeat of a battle was largely due to the suppression of his IQ.

Su Yun abruptly withdrew his hand, pulled out his death sword, and fiercely sliced towards Qiao Gong, who had yet to stand up.

A large number of sword shadows transformed into a giant beast’s mouth and swallowed directly at Qiao Gong. Before Qiao Gong could stand up, his body was motionless. The sword shadows penetrated his body and disappeared.

Su Yun took a few steps back, held the Death Sword and turned around to stare at the Suicide Valley disciples behind him.

Just looking at Qiao Gong behind him, his body began to gradually collapse, like a withered flower. The flesh on his body descended piece by piece, and finally turned into a pile of dead flesh, completely dying.

“Qiao… Senior Brother Qiao Gong is dead…”

Everyone was stunned as they stared at Qiao Gong’s broken corpse with horrified eyes.

“Qiao Gong is dead!! Qiao Gong is dead!!”

“Even Qiao Gong is not his opponent. How can we be his opponent?”

“Run!!”

“Run!”

The remaining people from the Suicide Valley no longer had the courage to fight Su Yun. If Qiao Gong hadn’t forced them with iron and blood, they would have fled long ago. How would they have fought Su Yun to the death? After all, in the Suicide Valley, Su Yun was rumored to be an existence that could contend against Old Witch Jueming! How could they have fought against such an existence? And now that Qiao Gong was dead, what did they still insist on?

The remaining Suicide Valley disciples scattered in chaos. All they cared about was fleeing for their lives. Su Yun killed a few people and ignored them. He controlled the seven Devil Bone Giants, shattered the doors of Suicide Valley, and continued to move inside.

Black Fish, Cang Yan, and the others arrived late. Seeing the scarred gate, the blood and corpses on the ground, everyone was shocked. They stood there dumbfounded, unable to return to their senses for a long time.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

…

The earth trembled gently, as if telling the entire Suicide Valley that the foreign enemy had invaded.

“You came so quickly!”

Under the ancient tree, Old Witch Jueming opened his eyes, looked into the distance, and said in a deep voice.

“According to the scouts, there aren’t many people here, only that strange rank eight Profound Immortal Ling!”

Said the man in the brown cloak beside him.

“Where are the other Chamber of Commerce?”

“They are still fighting in the valley. However, Black Fish has seen through it. He brought another group of people to support this rank eight Profound Immortal Ling existence. The strength of the Black Fish Merchant Guild cannot be underestimated. It will not be easy to deal with them. Don’t let down your guard!”

The brown-cloaked man said solemnly.

“Don’t worry, this is Suicide Valley, it’s my territory. How can I not deal with these ants?”

Old Witch Jueming stood up and snorted.

“I will send my Six Killing Guards to help you.”

The man in the brown cloak waved his hand. The six Spirit Cultivators dressed in uniform red clothes with white edges walked over. These people were wearing pale white masks, leaving behind only a pair of deep eyes. They looked mysterious and unfathomable.

Hearing that, Old Witch Jueming glanced at these people and then smiled hoarsely, “Thank you, Guild Leader, for your kindness. However, there’s no need. Compared to experts like you, I trust my disciples more. Why don’t you stay behind and protect Guild Leader?”

After saying that, she turned her head and said to the girl standing on the ground, “Yan Shan!”

“Yes!” Bai Yanshan stood out.

“Follow me and kill the foreign enemies!”

“Alright!”

Bai Yanshan nodded, her strange eyes flashing with an unfathomable luster. Then, she walked towards Old Witch Jueming.

When the brown cloaked man heard this, he was not angry. Instead, he nodded his head and said, “Then I’ll wait here for the good news from you, Old Witch.”

“Just wait and see.”

Old Witch Jueming laughed hoarsely, then tapped his feet, even though he flew out.

Bai Yanfan clasped her dark green sword tightly and followed closely behind.