Chapter 52: Guess the stone?

On the dark mountain, torches were burning, and thousands of soldiers were watching the young man who was only seventeen years old.

"From then on, I, Teng Qingshan, have betrayed the Guiyuan Sect!"

It seems to be a ruthless person, but the many innate strong men present knew exactly what choice Teng Qingshan had made! If Teng Qingshan wanted to protect himself, the three thousand black armored troops would be enough to restrain many innate strong men. Zhuge Yuanhong would definitely be able to escape from here with Teng Qingshan.

But that will also put Guiyuan Sect in danger.

And now... the sentence "Breaking out of Guiyuan Sect" and the sentence "no more relationship" makes others have no excuses to deal with Guiyuan Sect. However, Teng Qingshan himself was in an absolute crisis. He was alone, facing a large group of innate strong men around him, and was a little sheep trapped in a pack of wolves.

"Qingshan...Master, I'm sorry." Zhuge Yuanhong said silently in his heart. He closed his eyes in pain and did not speak.

"I'm so brave." Ying Haojiang, head of the Ying family, exclaimed.

"I am a man. If you die, let him die more quickly. You can't let the people from Qinghu Island to torture him slowly." A rough and ruthless voice came from the master of the Sun-Shocking Mountain.

Teng Qingshan's eyes swept across a large group of innate powerhouses in front of him, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You Qinghu Island, want to kill me." Teng Qingshan pointed at the five people in Qinghu Island, and Gu Yong and others were calm. If there were too many innate strong people present, they would have taken action long ago. "Gu Yong, don't have a bitter face. Wouldn't the eight law enforcement elders die? I think you will die more elders."

Gu Yong's face turned cold: "Hmph, he is still arrogant when he dies."

Teng Qingshan shook his head and smiled.

"Everyone from Mani Temple, you also want to get those two cauldrons." Teng Qingshan walked to the group of arhats in Mani Temple again. The people stood calmly and didn't say anything. "If you don't speak, you all admit it. It's not a shame to get the two cauldrons "The Spirit of the North Sea."

"Ying Family, Sheri Shenshan, Xueying Cult, Hongtiancheng."

Teng Qingshan walked step by step and walked to the master of Hongtiancheng next to him.

"You all want to get the two 'North Sea Spirit'. Tell me, who should I give it to? This is indeed a headache." Teng Qingshan looked around the group of people. At this moment, there were thousands of people around him, but no one was talking strangely, very quiet. They all looked at Teng Qingshan, occasionally looking at the group of innate powerhouses.

"Or come and guess the stone." Teng Qingshan squatted down and picked up three stones from the ground.

Many innate powerhouses were stunned.

Guess the stone?

"There are three small stones in my hands. Each of you sects has a chance. Guess how many stones I have on my left hand and how many stones I have on my right hand? If you guess correctly, you can get two tripods." Teng Qingshan's mouth smiled, but this smile made people feel cold.

"Nothing." Elder Wan of the Snow Eagle Sect frowned.

"Teng Qingshan, stop making trouble." The old monk Changmei said indifferently. It is not possible to guess the stone by guessing the stone. He is the strongest in Mani Temple, how could he be willing to guess the stone by luck?

"It's really boring, I don't want to guess." Teng Qingshan stood up and said, "Announce the answer..."

Teng Qingshan smiled brightly, and his left and right hand waved it at the same time almost instantly.

Three phantoms break through the air!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The three small stones, with sharp whistles and space ripples visible to the naked eye, left three blurry phantoms, instantly crossing more than 30 feet away, covering the "Ancient Friend" who was caught off guard and in shock.

Gu Yong's face changed drastically.

But he was more than ten feet on the left side of Tengqing Mountain, and Gu Shiyou was more than thirty feet on the right side of Tengqing Mountain. Gu Yong and others had no way to stop the three stones. With Teng Qingshan's hand power, the three stones were like three shells, bombarding through the space, amid a scream of horror.

"No!" Gu Shiyou had no time to escape, and there was no innate master around him.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Three stones shot through the left chest, abdomen, and thighs of the ancient friend. Three terrifying blood holes were left, and blood flowed out. Because they did not shoot through the head, with the vitality of the ancient friend, they did not die immediately.

"Why?" Gu Shiyou stared at Teng Qingshan.

A trace of cold light flashed through Teng Qingshan's eyes.

At that time, my father and the others were forcibly taken away by Gu Shiyou. In addition, Qingqing's death this time... Teng Qingshan had already sentenced Gu Shiyou to death!

With the sound of "boom", Gu Shiyou's body fell to the ground. Teng Qingshan still chuckled and curled his lips: "I guess the answer to the stone, everyone must know. The answer is-" Teng Qingshan raised his left and right hands, "I have zero stones in my left hand, and zero stones in my right hand!"

"Teng Qingshan, you are looking for death!"

Gu Yong, with a ferocious expression, was roaring, and the figure had already flew out.

"Stop!" a loud shout.

Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!

Dozens of figures rushed out almost at the same time, lying in front of Tengqing Mountain. There were masters from all walks of life, including the Ying family, the Shori Storm Mountain and other experts.

"Everyone, Teng Qingshan killed my son's friend. This hatred is irreconcilable!" Gu Yong growled.

"Teng Qingshan cannot be killed." Ying Haojiang shouted coldly.

"Owner of the ancient island, be careful not to be impatient." The old monk Changmei said indifferently.

Gu Yong stared at Teng Qingshan behind the innate masters. Teng Qingshan was smiling at him, but that smile made Gu Yong feel cold: "Just now, he deliberately walked to the most edge of Hongtian City masters. This group of people had enough time to stop me Qinghu Island. Guess the stone? It was just an excuse to kill my son! But I didn't expect that Teng Qingshan's method was indeed powerful. He actually had a secret method to pour the innate true energy into the stone without shattering the stone."

I saw a figure moving.

The old monk with long eyebrows appeared next to Teng Qingshan and stared at Teng Qingshan: "Teng Qingshan, you should know. If you don't hand over the two cauldrons, you may be worse than death. You are also a responsible man. If you hand over the two cauldrons, my Mani Temple will make you die happily, and there is no pain."

"Then I'll thank you." Teng Qingshan bowed, "Old monk, your light skills are the best I've ever seen."

"It's not worth mentioning." said the old monk Changmei.

"I'll take you to get those two cauldrons right away." Teng Qingshan looked around the many innate powerful men, "Before this, I have to get my close-fitting weapons. If I die, I have to take them." Teng Qingshan's voice suddenly became louder, and he looked at the location of the Black Armor Army in the northeast, "Brother Tian Shan, can you get a reincarnation gun for me!"

The sound echoed in the night sky.

"Okay!" With a loud shout, Tian Dan rushed directly to the military camp from the black armored soldiers. Soon, he ran over with two pieces of reincarnation guns.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Teng Qingshan Hotan Dan.

"Brother Qingshan." Tian Dan stood in front of Teng Qingshan, handed out two reincarnation guns, and said solemnly, "Be careful."

"If I die, next year, I will offer a stick of incense and sprinkle a glass of wine in the place where I die." Teng Qingshan smiled, took the reincarnation gun, connected the two reincarnation guns, and then said loudly, "Everyone... don't you want to get the two 'North Sea Spirit'? Come with me!"

Teng Qingshan walked forward with great strides, and many innate powerful men from various major sects followed immediately. There were many innate golden elixirs there, so he was not afraid that Teng Qingshan would run away.

"Follow up!" Gu Yong waved his hand.

All the soldiers of the entire Silver Dragon Army followed in a mighty manner.

At this moment, Teng Qingshan, who was leading the front, was like a general, advancing with his army.

...

Zhuge Yuanhong was half kneeling in front of Qingqing's body.

"Qingqing!" Zhuge Yuanhong said softly, "It's my father who is sorry for you. I didn't protect you well, nor did I protect Qingshan! You are a good child, Qingshan is also a good child... Daddy, Dad doesn't have enough strength to protect you." As soon as the tears flowed out, they were evaporated by the innate true essence.

Yan Motian stood silently beside him.

"Sect Master." Yan Motian's voice was hoarse, "When I was young, I was born in the countryside like Qingshan. Horse thieves and robbers were raging. Many tribes in the village would die every year. My six-year-old father died, and my mother died of illness when I was eleven. At that time, I understood. In this chaotic world, I didn't have enough strength to watch my relatives die. So, I practiced hard and joined Guiyuan Sect... the same was true among the major sects! The eight major sects dared not start a war easily because they all took care of each other, but they looked down on us Guiyuan Sect at all. If... If Qingshan was from the Ying family, a disciple of the Yuhuang Sect, or from Mani Temple, who would dare to treat him like this? It's just that we are not strong enough."

Zhuge Yuanhong stood up and looked at the hazy shadows of the Silver Dragon Army soldiers in Qinghu Island.

"I understand."

"Because of insufficient strength, Qingshan can only face all this alone." Zhuge Yuanhong shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I am a master and I am not worthy of being a master. When my daughter dies, I am a father and I am a father and I am a father and I am a man. Faced with danger... I am a master, I can only let my disciple announce his rebellion and take responsibility alone."

Zhuge Yuanhong's face was a little pale.

"Sect Master." Yan Motian frowned and shouted in a low voice, "Yuan Hong! Be sober, you have done well enough. You are the sect leader of my Guiyuan Sect! Everything you do must be responsible for the thousand-year foundation of my Guiyuan Sect and for the tens of thousands of people in my Guiyuan Sect. It is not your fault."

Zhuge Yuanhong nodded, then turned to look behind him. A large number of Black Armored Army soldiers were carrying their companions' bodies, and some were seriously injured.

Zhuge Yuanhong sighed: "From ancient times to the present, from mountain people to civilians, to many warriors of various major sects. The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit! Among the mountain people, we must protect the clans. Horse thieves and robbers must also strengthen their own clans. The warrior sects must also make their status high, and it is best to be one of the eight major sects!"

"Some people endure for decades, just to spread their reputation throughout the world."

"Someone is alone in the world, training life and death, killing countless times, just to pursue the peak."

"Someone formed gangs and led their troops to rob and plunder, whistle the mountains and forests, and became a local emperor."

"Some people have very ambitious intentions to establish a powerful warrior sect, control tens of millions of people, and establish a millennium foundation."

Zhuge Yuanhong looked at the remaining arrows and the dark red blood on the ground.
Chapter completed!