Chapter 7 Burial Objects (Part 2)
Qin Yu's eyes were icy and emitted a murderous aura as he stared at the three people in front of him.
Lian Yan's death filled Qin Yu's heart with resentment and regret. The three people in front of him had become the objects of his venting, and they were also on the same side as Yi Qingyu, who had killed Lian Yan, Qin Yu's grandfather.
"Huh, he's just a small fry, that dwarf was careless earlier, don't be intimidated by him." Yi Feng suddenly shook his head and stared at Qin Yu like a venomous snake, "Skinny, ugly, the three of us will go up together and kill this little brat directly."
Yi Feng's two subordinates also nodded as soon as they heard Yi Feng's order. They were also shocked by Qin Yu's move that killed their companion just now, and only when the three of them joined forces would they have enough courage. Yi Feng and his two subordinates stared at Qin Yu with dead eyes, and the innate true energy in their bodies began to surge up.
The three of them released their auras, completely enveloping Qin Yu, who was now like a turtle in a jar.
"Pong!" "Pong!"
Xuan Tie armguards and Xuan Tie leg guards were removed and casually thrown aside, smashing onto the courtyard's bluestone floor with a heavy crash. Yi Feng and the other two people's faces suddenly changed greatly. Just now, Qin Yu's speed was so fast, yet he still maintained his speed while carrying a load.
"Wait a moment, Grandfather Lian, wait until Little Yu has killed them, then I'll take you back." Qin Yu said quietly.
Qin Yu's mind involuntarily recalled the scenes of growing up with Lian Yan, from childhood to adulthood. As a young child, Qin Yu would spend his days by Lian Yan's side, asking him to tell stories that would transport him to dreamland time and again.
"Once upon a time, there was a talented young man who studied diligently by the cold window for ten years..."
Every time he told a story, Lianyan always started with "Once upon a time...", Qin Yu closed his eyes and could still recall the scene of Lianyan telling stories in front of his bed until he fell asleep. That scene was so warm, but from now on, that kind and gentle Lian Grandpa would never be seen again.
Qin Yu's eyes couldn't help but become slightly moist.
"Ah!"
His figure flashed, without a hint of wind sound, Qin Yu had vanished.
"Ah!"
Qin Yu gritted his teeth and threw a punch with all his might, directly striking the thin man's abdomen. Qin Yu's single hand could now support over two to three thousand kilograms, but the force of his punch was over ten thousand kilograms. The impact was so strong that it was terrifying. "Boom!" The thin man's abdomen shook violently, yet surprisingly did not rupture, but his eyes bulged out and blood flowed from all seven orifices in his head. His internal organs were completely shattered by the nearly ten-thousand-kilogram force of Qin Yu's punch.
Under the impact of nearly ten thousand kilograms of force, Xiao Zi's innate true energy was also unable to withstand it.
One punch kills a congenital mid-term expert.
But in Qin Yu's mind, uncontrollable memories flashed one scene after another, those warm, familiar scenes that Qin Yu would never forget for the rest of his life.
"Uncle, hurry up and open the door, I'm Xiao Yu, I have something to tell you, hurry up and open the door!" Qin Yu shouted anxiously. After a moment, the lights in the house turned on, "Xiao Yu, Grandpa just fell asleep not long ago and was woken up by you." Along with the familiar voice, the door opened.
A benevolent-looking old man in his sixties wearing a coat appeared before Qin Yu.
That night, Lian Ye Ye carefully explained the difference between internal and external skills, postnatal and prenatal masters, as well as the difference between a master and an immortal. That evening, in Lian Ye Ye's warm words, he revealed to Qin Yu a world of cultivation.
Qin Yu's face showed a hint of a smile, as if he had returned to that small cottage on that night, where there was the kind Lian Grandfather.
"Ugly people should be careful!"
Yi Feng let out a loud shout, and a cold light shot directly towards Qin Yu. Qin Yu didn't dodge in the slightest, throwing a punch that produced a clashing sound of metal, turning the embroidered needle into dust. Meanwhile, Qin Yu's figure moved like the wind to the side of the ugly man.
"Go die."
An ugly man swung his knife fiercely towards Qin Yu.
"Ah!" The ugly man let out a sudden, mournful cry. Qin Yu's leg had just kicked out with a terrifying force that snapped the ugly man's knee, and then his hand transformed into a claw, directly grabbing onto the ugly man's spinal cord. His finger strength, transmitted through the scorching hot boxing gloves, acted directly on the spinal cord.
A shrill cry of despair, the ugly man collapsed to the ground, his whole body convulsing, streams of fresh blood seeping from his mouth.
Scenes in Qin Yu's mind kept flashing by, from childhood to adulthood, one scene after another, those scenes with Lian Yan together couldn't help but bring a smile to Qin Yu's face, like a child meeting a close relative, it was a heartfelt smile.
Qin Yu raised his head and looked at Yi Feng with a smile: "Now it's just you left."
Yi Feng saw Qin Yu's smile from the heart, but felt a chill in his heart. In an instant, two early-stage masters were killed. Yi Feng was also only at the early stage, so his reaction was...
Run away!
Memories flashed back, and the scene in Qin Yu's mind suddenly changed. He recalled the previous moment when he saw more than ten bullet holes on Lian Yan's body on the black eagle's back, a terrifying scene that made Qin Yu's face change instantly. Qin Yu stared at Yi Feng in front of him.
As soon as he moved, Qin Yu turned into a few residual shadows.
"Go die, stop chasing me, go die!" Yifeng shrieked in fear, while shooting needle after needle at Qin Yu.
Looking at the embroidered needle shooting towards him with a cold glow, Qin Yu's eyes suddenly burst out with dazzling light, as if he saw his own grandfather being pierced by the embroidered needle and having so many holes all over his body.
"Ah~~~~"
A hoarse and desperate roar erupted, and Yi Feng's heart skipped a beat as he clearly felt the roar rapidly closing in on him. No matter how hard he stirred up the innate true energy within his body, his speed was still far inferior to that of the pursuer behind him.
Since she couldn't escape, Yi Feng suddenly let out a sharp cry, turned around abruptly, and stabbed the embroidery needle towards Qin Yu with both hands.
"Pong!" "Pong!" "Pong!"...
Bullseye!
My arm is broken!
And those wide, disbelieving eyes!
……
Continuous rumbling, accompanied by Yifeng's mournful cry.
Qin Yu's iron fist shattered the embroidery needle, shattered Yi Feng's arms, and finally Qin Yu's right fist slightly protruded, with a direct attack on Yi Feng's brow, strong penetration directly transmitted into the brain.
Withdraw your hand, Qin Yu turned around and walked towards Lian Yan, without even giving Yi Feng a glance.
"Boom!" Yi Feng fell to the ground with a loud thud, and streams of fresh blood slowly flowed out from his mouth and nose. He was already dead.
In an instant, all four of the mid-term masters of the Four Great Innate were killed by Qin Yu.
After cultivating the first piece of "Tongtian Map" with 36 pictures, Qin Yu's strength has increased a lot. However, even if Qin Yu adds a medium-grade spiritual instrument, his strength is at most equal to that of Zhen Xu. But the opponent is four pre-heavenly middle-periods, and logically speaking, even if he wins, it won't be so easy.
But Qin Yu's strongest suit was... group battles. He didn't mind at all that the opponent had more people. Although there were four of them, with Qin Yu's movement technique, each time they truly clashed, Qin Yu only faced one person.
"Let's go home, Grandpa Lian." Qin Yu walked to Lian Yan's side and said affectionately, his tone of voice was the same as when he normally spoke to Lian Yan, and it seemed that Qin Yu still treated Lian Yan as a living person.
