"Little brother, thank you for your help!"

Saying that, Xuanyuan Po respectfully saluted the young man in front of him.

Originally, he thought that it would be difficult for him to survive this time, but he didn't expect that there would be an extra helper halfway.

"This big brother, you don't have to be polite, although I am very weak, but when I meet these people, I am still duty-bound!"

Du Yuanqing waved his hand and said.

"Knowing that you are too weak, you might as well get out of here, what hinders the teaching of our beings here, I think you stinky blind man is looking for death. ”

One of the black-clothed deacons of the Sect of All Beings was holding a cold iron long knife and rushed towards Du Yuanqing angrily.

This black-clothed deacon was obviously brainless, because he couldn't see through Du Yuanqing's cultivation, and thought that he was really just an ordinary person.

It's just that he hasn't rushed to Du Yuanqing's side yet, only to hear a sword sound, and his head fell to the ground.

After doing all this, Du Yuanqing stood in place like a wooden stake, losing any movement.

Seeing this scene in front of him, everyone present, including Xuanyuan Po, couldn't help but widen his eyes, the blind young man in front of him kept saying that he was very weak, but as soon as he made a move, it was a thunderous blow.

Looking at the strength and speed of this sword, it is not even weaker than some powerhouses at the peak of breaking the mirror.

"Master, you always say that I am too weak and don't let me do anything with others, but the people you sentient beings have taught you to go too far, not only are you willing to be Kunlun's eagle dog, but you also have more people and bully fewer people. ”

Du Yuanqing's sword was so fast that there wasn't even a little blood on his blade.

"Little brother, you protect these two people for me, and I will deal with these people. ”

Xuanyuan Po took an old man and a young man and walked to Du Yuanqing's side.

"Well, big brother, I'm so weak, the task of guarding them will be handed over to me!"

Du Yuanqing nodded and said.

"Okay, thank you, little brother, when you kill these people, we will have a chance to drink together!"

Saying that, he had already rushed towards the people present, just now because there were two ordinary people to take care of, so he was timid, and now he didn't have to worry about this, so Xuanyuan Po was ready to let out the evil anger in his heart.

The divine sword in his hand seemed to also feel Xuanyuan Po's mood, and let out a sword roar like a dragon's roar.

The long sword roared in mid-air, and Xuanyuan Po's body moved as if it were a ghost.

Although the Falling Flower Girl was trying her best to control the corpses of those ancient ghost clans, trying to resist Xuanyuan Po's attack, but now Xuanyuan Po is like a wild horse that has escaped from the reins, and she can't contain it at all, almost a person will fall to the ground with a dodge, and soon most of the black-clothed deacons present will be hacked to death and injured by him.

"Now it's your turn!"

Xuanyuan Po focused his gaze on the middle-aged man, everything was the initiator of this middle-aged man, otherwise those ordinary swordsmiths would not have died.

Something rushed to Xuanyuan, he Xuanyuan broke his life, and he didn't care about death at all, but there was something wrong with dealing with these ordinary people.

Seeing Xuanyuan Po's cold gaze like the impermanence of a soul, the middle-aged man felt a chill, and even the long knife in his hand trembled.

"You like to be someone's lackey so much, then you have to be prepared to be a lackey, some lackeys are left for others to kill!"

Xuanyuan Po didn't give the middle-aged man time to react, a dodge had already appeared in front of him, and the divine sword in his hand stabbed towards his chest like a dragon going out to sea.

The middle-aged man's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly blocked his chest with the long knife in his hand, only to hear a clanging sound, and the cold iron long knife with cold light was directly broken in half.

The sword blade continued to stab at the middle-aged man's chest unabated.

The middle-aged man's reaction speed was also fast, and a donkey rolled directly on the ground, out of Xuanyuan Po's attack range, and ran to the side of the falling flower girl. "Venerable Falling Flowers, save me!"

The Falling Flower Girl raised her hand slightly, and suddenly those corpses broke towards Xuanyuan again.

Although the strength of these corpses is not weak, they are all in the middle stage of breaking the mirror or the peak of breaking the mirror, but in the face of Xuanyuan Po, who is the strength of a half-step saint, it is a little insufficient.

A few sword flashes flashed, and the corpses had become mutilated.

But they were still struggling to attack Xuanyuan Po.

"Big brother, there are golden needles on these corpses, as long as the needles are pulled out, these corpses will not move!"

Du Yuanqing, who was guarding beside the old swordsmith and the little swordsmith, suddenly spoke.

In the past, Xuanyuan Po had never seen how the Falling Flower Girl refined these corpses, so he didn't know how to solve them, but now after listening to Du Yuanqing's words, he finally found a breakthrough, and a few sword lights flashed, and all the gold needles and silver bells on the corpse in front of him fell to the ground, and the corpse was also lying on the ground.

After finding a solution, Xuanyuan Po quickly disposed of the corpses.

Without the hindrance of the corpse, Xuanyuan Po attacked the middle-aged man again, although the middle-aged man was trying his best to resist Xuanyuan Po's attack, but he who had not stepped into the half-step saint realm was not Xuanyuan Po's opponent at all, and after a few rounds, he had been pierced through the heart by Xuanyuan Po's sword.

"Hmph, if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself!"

Xuanyuan Po looked at the corpse on the ground and said with a cold snort.

Now the only people who chased and killed Xuanyuan Po were the Falling Flower Girl, and the Falling Flower Girl did not escape, but just stood quietly in place, with a pair of beautiful eyes, staring at the man in front of him, the man in front of him seemed to be a little different from before, but what were the specific differences, he felt that he couldn't figure it out.

Xuanyuan Po slowly raised the long sword in his hand and glanced at the Falling Flower Girl.

"You do it, maybe death in your hands is also a good ending..."

The Falling Flower Girl closed her eyes and folded her hands behind her back, looking like she was waiting for death.

"Let's go, we don't owe each other from now on!"

Xuanyuan Po let out a long sigh and said, In this life, there are too many women he is sorry for, and the Falling Flower Girl is always one of his own women, and he can't do it.

"Wang Zhiqun especially wants the sword in your hand, you should be careful in the future, if it really doesn't work, give them the sword!"

The Falling Flower Girl blinked her big eyes, looked at Xuanyuan Po and let out a long sigh at the end, and said.

After saying this, he left without looking back.

"Even if I die, I won't hand over the sword in my hand!"

Xuanyuan Po stroked the divine sword in his hand and said.

In the sword is the soul of his wife and children, he has already lost his wife and children once, and he will definitely not lose it a second time.

"This big brother, you just said it well, how can a person give his relatives to others? For a swordsman like us, the sword is our relatives!"

Du Yuanqing clapped his hands and said.

"Thank you little brother for your help just now, if it weren't for your help, I'm afraid we would really die here today!"

Xuanyuan Po put away the divine sword in his hand and walked to Du Yuanqing's side.

"Big brother, although I can't see with my eyes, but my heart is not blind, you just ignored your own safety, and the situation of protecting these two is in my eyes, you are a good person, although I am very weak, but I will never allow those people to make a move on good people!"

Du Yuanqing held his sword in his arms and said with an oath.

"Several, I still have something to deal with, if there is nothing to do, let's separate again, the green mountains will not change the green water, we will see you in the future!"

Then he didn't want to stay longer, but said goodbye like these people present, when the old swordsmith suddenly stopped him.

"I don't know what the old gentleman commands?"

Du Yuanqing couldn't help but ask.

People who are not so good at their eyes have very sensitive ears, and he can judge the approximate age of a person from his speech and movements.

"Kid, the sword in your hand is Jiuxiao?"

The old swordsmith's eyes widened, looking at the sword in Du Yuanqing's hand, as if he had seen something familiar, and his face was excited.

"It's really Jiuxiao, this is what the family teacher passed down to me!"

"You're Senior Brother's apprentice?"

The old swordsmith was so excited that he almost didn't jump up, and stepped forward to grab Du Yuanqing's shoulder with a look of joy.

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