C1335 Good Job Brat
C1335 Good Job Brat
At the same time, Zhao Quan also rushed towards Mr. Qingyun.
Mr. Qingyun originally thought that using the strongest method to deal with Zhao Quan would be like killing a chicken with a butcher's knife, but in order to ensure that he could kill Zhao Quan, he still chose to do so. But now, the reality told him that even using a cow's knife was too small, because the opponent was a Dragon!
Seeing the eight Golden Dragons successfully block his attack, Mr. Qingyun knew that the situation was not good. Although his heart was filled with shock, he still quickly retreated. At the same time, he covered his body with the spirit artifact armor.
Without thinking about winning, he would worry about losing. This kind of attitude determined that it would be difficult for him to achieve great things on the path of cultivation.
On the other hand, Zhao Quan's side was slaughtering his way over. The two fists that he waved tore apart the surrounding spiritual energy into chaos. When he swung his fists, it was as if there was thunder accompanying it, and his power was extremely formidable. Mr. Qingyun, who couldn't dodge in time, was sent flying by the explosive punch.
From this point of view, he had made the right decision. If it wasn't for the spirit artifact armor on his body, he would have been dead by now. Even though the spirit artifact armor had weakened a few layers of power, it still caused the blood and spirit energy in his body to surge and become chaotic.
At this time, Mr. Qingyun finally realized that it was not true that he had come to kill Zhao Quan. It was a mistake to start from the root.
Zhao Quan was not someone he could kill. Zhao Quan had to flee in front of Sui Xuyang, and he didn't even have the right to flee in front of Sui Qianmu. However, this didn't mean that Zhao Quan was too weak. It was only because those two were too strong.
Compared to Mr. Qingyun and the other two... there was no comparison at all.
Previously, he was used to the respect given to him by all the cultivators. He felt that he was indeed very strong.
But today, when he fought with Zhao Quan, he realized that he was not strong at all. He was simply not a match for Zhao Quan!
He had already understood all of this in his heart, but it was useless even if he understood it. The only thing Mr. Qingyun could do now was to escape.
Even if his eight Spirit Tools were still here, he could not care less. It was an easy choice to make if he wanted a Spirit Tool or a life.
Enduring the pain, Mr. Qingyun borrowed the speed of the explosion to turn around. He was afraid that the flying speed would be very fast.
However, Zhao Quan's flying spirit weapon was obviously even faster. He actually changed from a fugitive to a pursuer, chasing after Mr. Qingyun and killing him along the way.
His speed was faster, but Mr. Qingyun really had a lot of trash spirit weapons on him. All these years, he had taken other people's materials to forge his own spirit weapon. In a while, he would make one, and he even developed another use of the spirit weapon, self-destructing.
One should know that the power of self-destruction of a spirit tool was not small either. After all, it had been baptized by the heavenly thunder, and it was also the essence of all kinds of precious materials. Therefore, the power of self-destruction could not be underestimated. Even someone as strong as Zhao Quan had no choice but to temporarily hide from the limelight.
This escape gave Mr. Qingyun a chance to escape.
Zhao Quan dodged the self-destruction of the spiritual weapon and chased after it again. When he was close enough, Mr. Qingyun detonated another spiritual weapon.
Zhao Quan was speechless. How many spiritual weapons did this guy bring with him? No wonder his cultivation was not high. He had not done anything else to forge a spiritual weapon in the past few years. Obviously, he knew that he was not capable enough, which was why he relied on external items.
However, Mr. Qingyun was even more worried. He had thrown out spiritual tools one after another. Just thinking about it made his heart ache. Besides, no matter how many spirit weapons there were, there was still a number. What if they were all thrown out? At that time, he would have to fight with Zhao Quan to the death, but he couldn't fight with Zhao Quan!
The more Mr. Qingyun thought about it, the more worried he became. In the end, he was so anxious that his expression changed. There were fewer and fewer spiritual tools. How many times could they explode?
At this moment, Mr. Qingyun saw another cultivator from the Ancient Clans who he had dealt with before.
As if he had seen his savior, he quickly flew over to the other side and shouted for help.
"I am Mr. Qingyun, someone is chasing after me. Fellow Daoist, come and save me!"
Mr. Qingyun had come to kill Zhao Quan, but he had been chased by Zhao Quan. His spiritual weapon was about to explode. It was supposed to be embarrassing, but it was better than losing his life. Therefore, he didn't care about his face anymore. He just wanted to ask someone to save him as soon as possible.
After the cultivator who asked for help found out that it was really Mr. Qingyun, he decided to save him.
Although he also didn't like Mr. Qingyun, he was still a respectable weapons craftsman. Saving him would be beneficial.
However, when he saw the face of the man who was chasing after Mr. Qingyun, he was stunned. Zhao Quan was a famous man in Ancient Clans. Who didn't know that he was a weapon craftsman? Everyone had seen Zhao Quan's face in the paintings in other people's memories.
At this moment, Zhao Quan spoke. "I am Zhao Quan. Whoever dares to interfere in the rescue of Mr. Qingyun today, I will kill all the disciples of his family when I return. Not a single one of them will be left alive. The Ancient Sui Family will be the result of my reputation!"
These words made those who were about to rescue Mr. Qingyun immediately stop. They even pretended not to see what was going on and turned around to leave.
They wanted to please Mr. Qingyun. After all, Mr. Qingyun was an honorable weapons craftsman, but Zhao Quan was also a weapon craftsman!
Furthermore, Zhao Quan's spirit weapon refinement was much easier to negotiate with than Mr. Qingyun's. Regardless of whether it was for the safety of the family's disciples over there or for other purposes, no one helped Mr. Qingyun. Mr. Qingyun, who had originally come to beg for help, was now in a state of panic like a stray dog. The only thing he did was throw away his spirit weapon and self-destruct, then continue to flee for his life.
If there was someone following him all the way, it would be... At this moment, Mr. Qingyun was like a bomber. He detonated the spirit weapon as he walked. Not for any other reason, he just asked Zhao Quan to hold him back until he was willing to lend a helping hand to save his life.
But the problem was, who would save him now? Saving him was offending Zhao Quan.
Therefore, Mr. Qingyun was quite anxious. He still had three spiritual weapons left. If this continued, his belongings would be mostly destroyed. However, there was nothing he could do if he didn't blow them up. It would save him a lot of trouble if he didn't blow it up. The last three spiritual artifacts, he put his head on top of it...
Almost at the same time, Zhan Yucheng and Mu Bainian's joint attack successfully knocked Sui Qianmu away.
Of course, Sui Qianmu still had other means, but the remaining methods were to fight with his life on the line, so he didn't want to do it.
He still had many chances to kill Zhao Quan, but he didn't have to kill Zhao Quan today.
Therefore, Sui Qianmu left the battle angrily, and at the same time, he was eagerly hoping that Mr. Qingyun would kill Zhao Quan.
Similarly, Zhan Yucheng and Mu Bainian were also very worried about him. After that, the two of them went to the place where they met Zhao Quan.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Quan wasn't there.
"This brat really won't stop. He just saved his life. Where did he go after that?
Zhan Yucheng widened his eyes. He was also thinking about Zhao Quan's safety.
But at this moment, Mu Bainian, who was with him, received a voice transmission from his subordinates.
After knowing this, Mu Bainian was stunned. After a long time, he replied to Zhan Yucheng, "Didn't you want to know where that bad kid, Zhao Quan, went? Let me tell you, when my men saw this, they immediately sent me a voice transmission. It was Zhao Quan who was hunting Mr. Qingyun all over the world!"
Zhan Yucheng was also stunned. He never thought that Zhao Quan would be so powerful that even Mr. Qingyun would be able to hunt him down.
However, after a moment of confusion, a complacent smile appeared on his face.
"This brat, well done!"