Hearing this, the black-clothed and masked guy was suddenly shocked, and hurriedly raised his head to justify, "Old Pu, I'm here to save your old man's life and win your favor, so I ......."

"How do you know what's going on in my heart?"

Park Zhenshan said these words without being salty, and his toes were a little stiff, and he rushed straight towards the man in black.

The black-clothed man's shoulders trembled, and he instinctively fell three feet vertically, this guy was also good at karma, and his reaction was really not slow, but who is Park Zhenshan, where is he allowed to break free? Between the flipping of the sleeves, a simple blue-gray short knife appeared, which contained a misty blue light, and he didn't pay attention to any moves at all, and when he raised it, he slashed towards this guy's head.

Between the waves of his hand, a faint knife light swept by, which did not seem to be gorgeous, nor did it have the cold evil qi swimming away, and the seemingly ordinary knife turned into chasing the wind and faintly "pointed" on the man's neck.

The figure of the man in black flew upside down two feet away, and then landed firmly on the ground, his eyes still maintaining a shocked look, but out of the neck, there was a slender blood mark spreading, at first there was only a little, but as time went by, the knife mark gradually expanded, and in a blink of an eye, it spread to the entire neck.

Finally, there was a bang, and the head of the man in black burst out, directly separated from the body, revealing a knife edge with a smooth cut like a mirror, a large amount of blood gushed up like a fountain, soaring three meters high, and the big head was pushed to the sky by the blood pillar, flipped several times in the air, fell heavily, and smashed at the feet of the headless corpse, and his expression did not change in the slightest.

I hid behind the tree and watched infatuatedly, my eyes wide open, completely forgetting to blink.

How did he do it?

Putting aside the complicated position, this old man is definitely the most powerful cultivator I have ever seen in my life, there is no one! This kind of power is not limited to cultivation, but in the momentum that burst out like a landslide in his gestures, just a knife, that cultivation is exquisite, and can withstand two of my black-clothed masked people died on the spot, without any struggle!

With such a brutal killing and such cruel methods, how terrifying is this old man?

This scene not only shocked us, but even the Demon Sect members who were gathered behind Park Zhenshan also knelt down one after another, and they all wanted to bury their heads on the ground, among them, the high-ranking Zhang Lingzhi was even more frightened, and said in a trembling voice, "Old Park is angry, it is our thoughtless thinking that has humiliated your old face, please see that the brothers are desperately attacking the Qingcheng Mountain Gate, and they will go around us." ”

Park Zhenshan said expressionlessly, "Girl, get up, and give me the antidote to the thousand days first." ”

"Yes!" Zhang Lingchen got up tremblingly, like a good cat, reached into his arms, took out a delicate-looking small porcelain vase, raised his hands above the top, and slowly handed it to Park Zhenshan.

The old man grabbed the antidote and threw it to Ziyun Zhenren, who reached out to pick it up and held the small porcelain bottle tightly in his hand, looking surprised, while Pu Zhenshan straightened his chest and said with both hands behind his back, "I have given you the antidote to this thousand days, you can use it to solve the poison on the Canghai Dog Thief now, the old man will give you an hour, and when he wakes up, he will come to fight with me." ”

Seeing this, I was already covered in sweat, shocked by the calm confidence of this old man, and the pride of being invincible in the world.

Ziyun Zhenren got the antidote, and immediately glanced at the people around him, and several Taoist people in Tsing Yi around him immediately went to the antidote, and hurriedly ran towards the forest, and disappeared into the mountain forest in the blink of an eye.

And Ziyun Zhenren grinned with an old face, and said with a smile, "Pu Zhenshan, you said it lightly, the Canghai Palm Sect is poisonous, even if you get the antidote, you must rest for a few days before you can gradually recover, you only give him half an hour, where is enough?"

Park Zhenshan waved his big hand and sighed very embarrassed, "What you said also makes sense, I should have given him more time to let him recuperate before the decisive battle, but unfortunately, the old man has been waiting for thirty years, and he is no longer willing to wait, giving back the antidote and giving him a chance to stand up again is already my last mercy." ”

Ziyun Zhenren took a step forward and said, "Hmph, what you old thing said is high-sounding, but it's a pity that the old man won't let you get his wish today, if you want to challenge Canghai Zhenren, just step over my corpse!"

After speaking, Ziyun Zhenren had a horizontal sword in his hand, his eyes were shining, and his momentum soared.

This old cultivator is exquisite, and he can be called the first master in the entire Qingcheng Daomen, except for Canghai Zhenren on the bright side, but at this moment, he also took out the responsibility and courage of being an old man of the Daomen, and blocked in front of Park Zhenshan, and reprimanded angrily,

"Thirty years ago, you entered the mountain gate and threatened to take revenge on Qingcheng Mountain, but in the end you were forced to retreat by my senior brother Ziyang Zhenren, and since then you have disappeared, and now, my senior brother has escaped from the world, and you have led these demon cults and demons to fight on the mountain again, so bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, and dare to call yourself a hero, and you are not afraid that the world will laugh off your big teeth?"

I hid behind the tree, listened with a confused face, and hurriedly asked Chen Xuanyi beside me, saying What is the situation? Chen Xuanyi turned around and whispered You don't know, the grudge between Lao Junge and this crazy knife Pu Zhenshan began as early as 30 years ago, and Pu Zhenshan back then, just like today, once led hundreds of sect members to enter the Qingcheng Mountain Gate.

Qingcheng Dao Alliance with the same qi branches, one side is in difficulty, all sides support, seeing that the old Jun Pavilion is invincible, the Taiqing Palace at that time led several masters down the mountain to help, one of them, the road number Ziyang, is the first master of Qingcheng Mountain.

Later, this Ziyang Zhenren made a bet with the crazy knife Pu Zhenshan, and the two sides fought viciously, and finally defeated him by one and a half moves, forcing Park Zhenshan to swear to the sky that as long as Ziyang Zhenren was still in the sky, he would never step into the Qingcheng Mountain Gate again.

I smacked my tongue and asked, "So, isn't this Ziyang real person more fierce than a mad knife, but what about others?"

Chen Xuanyi smiled bitterly, "After returning from that battle, Ziyang Zhenren also suffered a lot of dark wounds, and he has not recovered. Just half a year ago, he had an attack of an old illness, and he had a premonition that time was running out, so he passed the position of the head of the Taiqing Palace to his junior brother Ziyun Zhenren, and he retreated to the Baiyun Stream behind Qingcheng Mountain, trying to break through the entrance of life and death, but unfortunately there has been no news for half a year, and I am afraid that it has failed. ”

It dawned on me and I nodded and said I see.

Chen Xuanyi also said that since Ziyang Zhenren returned to seclusion, the Demon Sect began to move, trying to provoke a war again, and in the past six months, the two sides have been in constant friction, but they can generally maintain the overall calm.

But now, his master is highly poisoned, and only this Ziyun real person is left to preside over the overall situation of the Dao Alliance, and today, I am afraid it will be difficult to be good.

Just as Chen Xuanyi was worriedly explaining the past of the sect for me, a few torches suddenly lit in the depths of the jungle in the back mountain.

We stopped talking, looked at the voice, and found that the real person of Canghai with a staggering gait was slowly walking from the forest with the support of several Taoist priests in Tsing Yi.