Chapter 890

"Cut the crap and prepare to die!" Du Qingyang's face turned sinister as he shouted.

Before he finished speaking, the mysterious apertures on his legs suddenly lit up and he stomped on the ground. His figure immediately became blurred as if he had teleported and disappeared from his original spot.

In the next moment, a whistling sound rang in Chen Yang's ears. Du Qingyang's two fingers were like a sharp dagger as they pierced towards his temple.

Chen Yang's expression changed. He had no time to react and could only rely on his instinct to dodge to the side.

However, there was no way Du Qingyang would let him go so easily. His footwork changed, and he closed in on Chen Yang. A mysterious aperture on each of his fingertips lit up, and a powerful force was contained in each of them. Du Qingyang stabbed at Chen Yang's temple.

At this critical moment, a loud "boom" was heard.

The stone door of the underground cave suddenly burst open and a yellow figure directly smashed through the stone door. It passed through and hit Du Qingyang who was about to kill Chen Yang from the side.

"Bang!" A dull sound rang out.

Du Qingyang's body seemed to have hit an iron plate as he was sent flying hundreds of feet away. He directly smashed into the other side of the mountain wall and fell down heavily.

He struggled to get up. He could no longer continue suppressing his injuries. He fiercely spat out a large amount of dark red blood like rain and splashed on the ground.

Du Qingyang's hand covered his badly mutilated chest and he staggered back a few steps. His back leaned against the black stone wall and he seemed to be able to support his body. His legs were trembling violently and he looked like he would collapse at any time.

He raised his head and looked at the figure that broke through the door. A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes as he opened his mouth and asked:

"Gu Qianxun?

How can it be you! "

Standing next to Chen Yang was a yellow figure with a graceful figure. It was none other than the first Mysterious Fighter of the Mysterious Arena, Gu Qianxun.

"Why can't it be me?

I have been waiting for this day for thirty thousand years. "Gu Qianxun's two bright eyes were extremely cold as she looked at Du Qingyang without blinking.

"Thirty thousand years?

Who the hell are you? "Du Qingyang said coldly.

"It seems like your memory isn't that good. Let me remind you.

Do you still remember the woman you secretly captured from Xuanzhi City? "Gu Qianxun's eyes flickered as she spoke slowly.

"Xuanzhi City … Could it be …" Du Qingyang's face darkened.

"Back then, you used the same Gama Blood Formation at this very place to extract the true spirit bloodline in her body, causing her to explode and die. She did not even leave behind a complete corpse." Gu Qianxun took a deep breath as her lips trembled slightly as she spoke.

"Yan Hongyu … Who are you to her?" Du Qingyang's expression changed slightly as he asked.

"Shut up! Do you think you are worthy of mentioning my mother's name?" Gu Qianxun's expression suddenly turned sinister as she roared.

"No wonder … Over 6,000 years ago, you took the initiative to come to my Qingyang City and requested to join the Dark Arena. I presume it was for the sake of preparing for today, right?

How patient you are! "Du Qingyang sneered and asked.

"Haha … So what if I have to wait another thirty thousand years for today?

Fortunately, the heavens did not let me down. I have waited for this long.

You want to play the same trick again, but I have already made arrangements in the dark. Your subordinates have long been disloyal to you. "Gu Qianxun laughed maniacally as she shouted loudly.

"Very good!

Looks like Hu Ben's death has something to do with you, right? "

Du Qingyang glanced at Chen Yang before his gaze landed on Gu Qianxun once again as he spoke slowly.

Gu Qianxun only sneered and did not speak.

Du Qingyang turned to his side and spat out a mouthful of sticky blood. He then said, "Since the two of you have such a deep relationship, I will use the power of the bloodline that she left behind to send you back to the Underworld …"

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Qingyang suddenly closed his eyes and clenched his fists tightly as he let out a violent roar.

Immediately afterward, a colorful color suddenly appeared on the surface of his body, and a layer of extremely fine and tiny scales appeared. Under the illumination of the light from the cave brazier, a burst of camouflage illusory light was emitted.

Daoist Xie was attracted by the commotion and shifted his gaze away from Han Li to look over. He could not help but raise his eyebrows as he muttered to himself, "Illusory Scaled Snakes, this is quite rare …"

Seeing this, Gu Qianxun's face suddenly darkened as if she had been stabbed in her sore spot. She became extremely furious.

"Old Thief Du, you're courting death!"

She let out a roar, and the Mysterious Apertures on her legs lit up one after another. Her body leaned forward slightly, and she suddenly shot out like a cheetah that had accumulated its strength perfectly. Her speed was extremely fast, and she rushed straight at Du Qingyang.

As the two of them collided, Gu Qianxun stretched out her palm and stabbed at Du Qingyang's throat with her fingers like a blade.

It was unknown if Du Qingyang could not dodge in time due to his heavy injuries or if he did not intend to dodge at all, but he forcefully took the blow with his fragile throat.

There was a clear sound of impact, but Du Qingyang's throat did not break.

However, the five-colored scales on his throat glowed slightly as his throat shrank back like a spring before it bulged forward, transmitting the powerful force of Gu Qianxun's attack towards his chest.

At this moment, his body seemed to have turned into a boneless python. It was extremely soft, and every muscle on his body vibrated at the same frequency. In the end, the invisible force was transmitted to the ground, and his body was not affected in the slightest.

This movement seemed to take a long time, but in reality, it only took an instant for him to resolve Gu Qianxun's all-out attack.

At the same time, as Du Qingyang's body trembled, he raised his palm from the side and slapped towards Gu Qianxun's face.

Seeing this, Gu Qianxun took a step back and raised her fist to punch him.

The dense Xuan Acupoints on her arm lit up and a strong invisible force overflowed from it. In an instant, her sleeves were torn apart, revealing a rather slender, snow-white arm.

On this arm, the slightly bulging muscles were very obvious. Anyone who looked at it would be able to feel that it was filled with explosive power.

In that instant, the fist and the palm collided!

A loud explosion suddenly rang out, and a powerful shockwave exploded between the two of them.

Du Qingyang's muscles trembled like a python as he diverted the force into the ground. However, his body was still involuntarily pushed back and only stopped when he kicked the stone wall behind him.

Gu Qianxun was directly sent flying by the force and smashed heavily into the mountain wall on the other side.

"Rumble …"

A large part of the mountain wall collapsed, burying her figure.

Seeing this, Chen Yang's face could not help but turn ugly. He originally thought that Du Qingyang would be seriously injured after the blood array's backlash. He did not expect him to be so strong.

"Chen Yang, I have always treated you well, but you treat me like this.

Now, it's your turn … "Du Qingyang's eyes turned to Chen Yang and sneered.

Dark red lines began to appear around his eye sockets, and half of his already ugly face became even more sinister and twisted.

Just as he finished speaking, Du Qingyang's body shot out like a bolt of lightning and suddenly appeared in front of Chen Yang. His palm reached out to grab Chen Yang's heart.

Chen Yang's body flashed and he barely dodged it. However, the bone armor on his chest was scratched by Du Qingyang's fingers, leaving a few deep marks.

Before Chen Yang could recover from his shock, Du Qingyang's body suddenly stretched and elongated, wrapping around Chen Yang's waist and abdomen like a python with colorful scales. A cold and slippery touch and an extremely powerful squeezing force were felt.

Chen Yang clenched his fists and roared. All the mysterious acupoints on his body lit up and a tyrannical power burst out from his body in an attempt to break Du Qingyang who was wrapped around his body.

In the end, Du Qingyang's body only loosened slightly before he was tightly bound again.

At the same time, he suddenly opened his mouth, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be torn apart. His mouth expanded several times, and it really turned into the bloody mouth of a snake, biting down on Chen Yang's head.

Chen Yang struggled with all his might but to no avail. He could only raise his arm and throw a punch at Du Qingyang who was biting towards him.

Just as Du Qingyang's head was about to be bitten off by the Colorful Snake, a snow-white radiance suddenly lit up from the rubble on the opposite mountain wall. With a loud explosion, the rubble exploded.

Gu Qianxun's figure fiercely rushed out from within. Extending her hand to her waist, a white bone spine chain that was wrapped around her waist was shaken off. Like a snake spitting out its tongue, it flew out and pierced towards the Illusory Scale Snake.

"Qiang!" A sharp sound rang out.

The tip of the white bone spine chain was a triangular bone that flashed with a cold light. It pierced Du Qingyang's cheek and immediately drew a string of dark red sparks.

Du Qingyang's cheek was unexpectedly unharmed. However, his head was slightly tilted due to the force and he bit Chen Yang's shoulder. The sharp teeth that grew out of his mouth pierced deeply into Chen Yang's shoulder blade.

Seeing this, Gu Qianxun's expression changed again and again. However, she was still unwilling to give up. With a tap of her foot, she flew over.

With a shake of her wrist, the white bone spine chain that was dozens of feet long suddenly made a clanking sound. The white bones on it quickly shrunk and turned into a long white bone sword that was about four feet long.

All the mysterious apertures on her body lit up and the muscles on her arms bulged. Holding the sword with both hands, her body was like a nimble swallow. Twisting in the air a few times, she exerted her strength to the extreme and chopped down on Du Qingyang's head.

"Hu …"

A whistling sound of wind sounded and a crack seemed to appear in the void.

"Pu!"

The white bone sword landed on the side of Du Qingyang's face and a dark red line of blood shot out.

The blood-soaked sword cut through Du Qingyang's skin and cut open his skull. However, it did not manage to chop off his entire head. Instead, it was stuck in his cheek bone.

Seeing this, Gu Qianxun's pupils shrank and she could not help but feel a sense of helplessness.

She had used almost all of her strength in this attack but was still unable to kill Du Qingyang.