Entering the blood mist.
Gu Qingfeng found his vision had become much blurred.
At the same time.
A strange, cold aura permeated the air, giving one a chilling feeling.
"Dad!"
Gu Yang looked slightly panicked, staying close to Gu Qingfeng, afraid that something strange might appear in the blood mist.
"With Dad here, there's nothing to fear."
Gu Qingfeng's expression was serious. The blood mist in front of them could obstruct vision; if ordinary people entered it, they could easily get lost. But after breaking through to the Refining Blood Realm, his five senses had become much stronger, and the blood mist couldn't truly block his visual perception.
Just as Gu Qingfeng was leading Gu Yang forward, he suddenly saw blurry shadows swaying within the blood mist. When the two walked closer to look, they discovered that the so-called shadows were actually several corpses hanging from trees.
Each corpse had been disemboweled, hung directly from a tree by a rope around the neck. Their contorted faces were already heavily decomposed, and their eyes were empty sockets, as if they were specters from the abyss gazing up at the living.
Such a turn of events.
Startled Gu Qingfeng, and the little face of Gu Yang beside him turned even paler with fright.
Bloody mist.
Withered trees and mutilated corpses.
Anyone who suddenly saw this scene would be startled.
However.
After the shock, Gu Qingfeng looked at the corpses on the trees. From their decomposed faces, he saw a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen them before.
"Liu Hong!"
Gu Qingfeng's expression changed slightly.
Liu Hong.
A Senior Instructor of the Golden Bull Martial Arts School.
He had joined the Golden Bull Martial Arts School for many years and was considered a veteran Lianpi Late Stage master. He hadn't expected him to die here.
It was clear.
This person had also guessed that something was amiss, which was why he quietly left, but unexpectedly died here.
Although the corpse was already somewhat decomposed, from the surface, Gu Qingfeng could still discern quite a bit.
There were no signs of struggle.
The person was killed with a single strike.
Being able to instantly kill a Lianpi Late Stage Martial Artist indicates that whatever is in the blood mist is absolutely not simple.
Just at this moment.
A sudden warning sign rose in Gu Qingfeng's heart. He yanked Gu Yang beside him away, then instantly activated the Iron Body Skill. His right fist shot out like a cannonball, colliding with a black figure.
"Boom!!"
The two forces collided, and the black figure was instantly sent flying. Gu Qingfeng himself was also struck by a tremendous force, his body uncontrollably retreating a few steps.
"Heh heh, a Refining Blood Realm Martial Artist. I didn't expect a small Lin County to be so surprising!"
A low voice came. The black figure that had been sent flying attacked again. This time, Gu Qingfeng finally saw the opponent's appearance clearly.
It was a tall, thin middle-aged man. His face was covered in blood, and his eyes were as venomous and ruthless as a snake's. His movements were as fast as thunder. Gu Qingfeng was slightly startled and dared not be careless, immediately unleashing his full strength to fight him.
Gu Qingfeng was seen activating the Qi Blood power of his Physical Body. Above his head, Qi Blood rose like Qi Blood Wolf Smoke. The Mountain Shattering Fist was powerful and heavy; each punch seemed capable of shattering mountains and splitting rocks, causing violent explosions in the air.
"Qi Blood Wolf Smoke!"
"You are not an ordinary Refining Blood Realm!"
When Shangguan Jiang saw the appearance of Qi Blood Wolf Smoke, he was also slightly startled. Originally, in a small place like Lin County, the appearance of a Refining Blood Realm Martial Artist was already surprising enough.
Unexpectedly.
The opponent was also a Refining Blood Realm who had cultivated Qi Blood Wolf Smoke.
Immediately.
Shangguan Jiang's eyes became even colder. He licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, revealing an extremely strange expression on his face.
"The internal organs of a Qi Blood Wolf Smoke Martial Artist are definitely much tastier than those of ordinary people. Be good, give up struggling and die, and I might let you suffer a little less pain!"
As he spoke.
Shangguan Jiang had already unleashed a fierce offensive. Gu Qingfeng responded calmly and coolly. However, every time his fists and feet clashed with the opponent's, he felt an extremely strange aura eroding him, as if it wanted to corrode and freeze him.
Fortunately, Gu Qingfeng's Qi Blood was abundant, surging like a river. The extremely strong and positive Qi Blood power forcibly dispelled this cold aura.
"A Martial Artist with Qi Blood Wolf Smoke is indeed not simple!"
Seeing that Gu Qingfeng had been fighting him for a long time and still moved smoothly, Shangguan Jiang's face was gloomy.
"Let me make you understand that Martial Artists, after all, cannot reach the pinnacle—"
Shangguan Jiang's face was ferocious, his eyes extremely cold. The flesh and blood of his original right hand suddenly withered, turning into a greenish-black ghost hand, carrying that strange power as it struck.
Boom—
Another punch was thrown. Gu Qingfeng only felt a stinging pain in his fist. On the back of his right hand, there were several hideous wounds, and the flesh was decaying, making it extremely gruesome.
"What kind of technique is this?"
Gu Qingfeng was also startled. Shangguan Jiang's change in front of him caught him off guard. Even with the indestructible properties of the Iron Body Skill and Mountain Shattering Fist, he couldn't defend against the opponent's attack.
Shangguan Jiang's expression was crazed, his eyes filled with brutal killing intent. The strange aura around him also became increasingly dense.
"Kill!"
Gu Qingfeng understood that he had no room to maneuver. In this battle, he would either kill the person in front of him, or both father and son would die here.
At this moment.
He no longer had so many scruples.
Either live!
Or die!
Qi Blood Wolf Smoke surged mightily. Gu Qingfeng's fists shook mountains, and he completely fought Shangguan Jiang.
Boom!
Boom boom boom!
Within the blood mist, the sounds of rumbling were endless. The two figures constantly fought. The defense of the Iron Body Skill couldn't block the ghost hand's attack, but Shangguan Jiang himself wasn't indestructible either. While enduring Gu Qingfeng's attacks, he also sustained numerous injuries.
But both seemed to have no sense of pain at all, each intent on killing the other.
"Boom—"
Shangguan Jiang's ghost hand grabbed Gu Qingfeng's shoulder. His five fingers easily broke through the skin's defense and penetrated into the flesh. The intense pain in his shoulder made Gu Qingfeng's face contort. Instead of retreating, he advanced, closing in and seizing the opportunity to suddenly punch the former's chest.
The powerful and heavy attack caused Shangguan Jiang's chest cavity to instantly cave in, and his body flew out like withered grass.
If it were an ordinary person.
Such injuries would be enough to cause instant death.
However.
Shangguan Jiang still wasn't dead.
Before the opponent could struggle up from the ground, Gu Qingfeng advanced in three steps, his fists raining down like a dense downpour onto the former.
At this moment.
On Shangguan Jiang's face, an emotion called fear finally appeared.
"You can't kill me... I... I am from the Demon Suppression Division—"
Shangguan Jiang wanted to speak, to intimidate Gu Qingfeng with his identity from the Demon Suppression Division. However, Gu Qingfeng had no intention of listening. There was only one thought in his mind: to beat the opponent to death right here.
When Gu Qingfeng threw his final punch, Shangguan Jiang's head suddenly exploded. The headless corpse twitched slightly, then remained completely still.