"Wu... Mr. Wu, you... You..."

Long Shaopeng wanted to apologize to Wu Qian and beg for mercy, but his voice trembled so much that he couldn't even speak clearly.

Long Kaixuan and the others all understood what Long Shaopeng meant.

However, what should be said and the attitude that should be had must be expressed by himself, and no one can help him.

"Wu... Mr. Wu, I... I..."

Long Shaopeng stammered for a long time, but still couldn't say a complete sentence.

Wu Gan glanced at him indifferently and said, "Don't say anything, for your grandfather's sake, I won't hold you accountable for disrespecting me." But if you do it again, you will not be spared. ”

"Thank you, Mr. Xie Wu!" Long Shaopeng said excitedly.

Long Yansu glared at him, and said in a stern tone: "Okay, go down." ””

"Oh, okay, grandpa. Long Shaopeng answered, turned around, and left as if he was running away.

Long Yansu looked at Wu Gan and said with a smile: "Mr. Wu, it's been so long, let's go in and rest, I've already asked people to prepare high-quality tea..."

Before he finished his words, he saw Wu Gan suddenly raise a hand.

He quickly closed his mouth.

While Wu Gan raised his hand, he turned his head, his brows furrowed slightly, his eyes like torches, staring into the boundless dark night in the distance.

Long Yansu and the others also hurriedly followed Wu Gan's line of sight and looked towards the darkness.

I saw that a little light was rushing towards them at an extremely alarming speed!

100 meters!

Fifty meters!

Five meters!

Rumble!

Almost in the blink of an eye, that little light suddenly stopped in front of everyone.

At this time, everyone realized that the point of light was actually the tip of a sharp sword suspended in mid-air!

A handsome man in a tulle robe, standing on the sword.

The fairy wind bone, the eyes of the ancient well without waves.

"In the Lower Seven Sword Gate Sword Seven, may I ask, is this the Long family in the letter?" Jian Qi's voice sounded calmly.

Long Yansu saw that this Sword Seven was not like a mortal, so he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, so he hurriedly stepped forward and replied, "Exactly..."

As soon as he said two words, Jian Qi suddenly raised his right hand, and his two fingers came out together, slashing at random.

Swish!

A sharp breath shot towards Long Yansu's throat!

If you hit, you will definitely see blood seal your throat!

"Bastard thing!"

Wu Gan's eyes were quick, and while he snorted coldly, he also stretched out two fingers, and swiped out a sharp breath out of thin air.

Bang!

The two fierce auras collided in front of Long Yansu's eyes, making a loud noise.

Long Yansu took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately he was held back by the brothers Long Kaixuan and Long Jingchao.

Long Kaixuan glared at Jian Qi angrily and asked sharply, "Who are you?"

Jian Qi didn't even look at Long Kaixuan, but looked at Wu Gan and replied calmly: "Destroy the people of your Long family." ”

"What kind of grudge does our Long family have against you?" asked Long Jingchao through gritted teeth.

Jian Qi smiled lightly, but his eyes were cold and ruthless, and he asked instead of answering: "I can kill whoever I want, and I can destroy whichever family I want, what does it have to do with hatred?"

"You... You—" Long Jingchao couldn't answer for a while.

At this time, Wu Qian narrowed his eyes, looked at Jian Qi, who was speaking rampantly, and said with a smile: "According to what you say, wouldn't I be able to kill you if I want to?"

"Hahaha..."

Jian Qi seemed to have heard a big joke, and after raising his head and laughing for a while, he gradually stopped laughing and said contemptuously, "This sword under my feet, called Blood Drink, can cut the sky at the top, chop the ground at the bottom, and kill countless people in the middle! As long as you can get its consent, you can come and take this human head on my neck at any time!"

As the sound fell, he touched the tip of one foot on the sword, jumped up, and then landed on both feet.

The Blood-Drinking Sword was erected and held in his hand.

Wu Qian chuckled, raised his eyebrows, and said, "You seem to be very confident in your swordsmanship?

"Yellow-mouthed child, wishful thinking. Jian Qi's face was grim, and there was a heavy chill in his voice.

"Whether it's wishful thinking or not, try it or not. ”

With a bang, Wu Gan waved his right hand, his five fingers slowly tightened, and a crystal clear ice sword appeared out of thin air in his hand.

An ice sword suddenly appeared in Wu Gan's hand, and the impact on Sword Seven was very large.

He really didn't expect that he would be able to meet a sword cultivator like him here.

He knew very well that if he lost the sword, the swordsman's combat effectiveness would be greatly reduced, and only with the sword in his hand could the swordsman's own strength be brought into full play.

Therefore, those who dare to use the sword to resist the enemy must be a real swordsman.

This cannot be faked.

"Interesting!" Jian Qi couldn't help but say.

With the ice sword in hand, Wu Gan's momentum changed abruptly.

His eyes were as sharp as sword light, which could easily penetrate people's hearts, and a sharp edge spread out from him and swept in all directions.

"I didn't expect to meet a real swordsman here, it's really good. For me, what is too unchallenging is the most boring thing to do. Defeating a swordsman is undoubtedly a lot of fun. I hope you can hold on to my sword for a longer time. ”

The slender five fingers of Sword Seven grasped the hilt of the sword, and the true qi poured into the sword body one by one, ready to launch a deadly attack on Wu Gan at any time.

Shout!

As soon as the sound fell, Jian Qi moved.

His whole person was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, and at an extremely fast speed, it swept towards Wu Gan.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two was reduced to just three steps.

"Snow burial!"

With a loud shout, the distorted snow-white sword light, like goose feathers and snow, sprinkled and flew all over the sky.

It seems to be slow and fast, like up and down.

It's as illusory as a nightmare, and it's impossible to tell which point he's going to attack.

Long Yansu, who was watching the battle, clenched his fists tightly.

He could see that this Jian Qi had an aura very similar to Wu Gan's body.

In other words, he is not an ordinary mortal, and his combat power is bound to be quite amazing.

Long Kaixuan saw his father's nervousness, and comforted him in a low voice: "Dad, don't worry, Mr. Wu is not a swordsman, but he wants to defeat the enemy with a sword, which shows that he doesn't take the opponent in his eyes at all." ”

"Big brother is right. ”

Long Jingchao agreed, "Mr. Wu's methods are against the sky, and he will definitely not lose." ”

Long Yansu listened to the words of his two sons, and his nervous mood calmed down slightly.

Boom!

At this moment, Wu Qian also took out his sword.

The angle of his sword is incredible, like a lone pine on a cliff, at an angle of 45 degrees to the ground, which can be called a stroke of genius.

Not only that, Wu Gan's sword qi was very cold, like the wind blowing from the deepest part of hell.

Wu Gan's sword light was very thin, it was condensed to the extreme, sharp like a steel wire.

Bite!

The first sword of Sword Seven returned in vain and was easily blocked.

He didn't care, and was thinking of a second sword to suppress Wu Gan, but Wu Gan was one step ahead of him, preemptively struck, and slashed out the second sword.

"Snow burial!"

Wu Qian plagiarized Jian Qi's moves.

It's just that the sword momentum has become even more tragic!

It's as if this sword can bury thousands of troops when it falls!

In the midst of this tremendous momentum, a stunning sword light slashed from the void, directly taking Jian Qi's great head.

Jian Qi quickly retreated, and the long sword slashed out horizontally, then slashed downward, then picked up, and then slashed horizontally, and so on, eager to seize the initiative.

Wu Gan's eyes suddenly condensed, his wrist flicked, and the sword light exploded one after another in a very small range, layer upon layer, spreading out, like a surging sea water, rushing towards Sword Seven.

"No! I'm not going to lose!"

Jian Qi gritted his teeth, and the voice squeezed out from between his teeth, "Pick up stars!"

As the sound fell, his wrist began to move at a high frequency.

Whoosh...

Dense sword thorns, like starry light falling from the sky, filling the rushing sea.

Jian Qi's body burst out with chaotic air currents, overwhelming mountains and seas, and rushed towards Wu Gan.

Wu Gan was in danger, his eyes closed slightly, and when he opened them again, his eyes were like two sword lights, tearing the void.

"Broken!"

A sword swinged.

A sword qi that could not be seen at a glance, like cutting tofu, slashed all the two halves of the chaotic air flow and slashed unstoppably on the ground, leaving a hideous sword mark.

And this sword mark is half a step away from the seven feet of the sword.

Just a little bit left, it will fall on Jian Qi's body, leaving him with no bones left!

Jian Qi stood in place, motionless, and just now, he smelled death.

Cold, rotten, sticky, bloody.

Burst!

Jian Qi spewed out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and supported his body with his sword in time, so that he didn't let himself fall to the ground like a pile of mud.

"I... Lost. He said in extreme humiliation.

When Wu Qian heard this, his eyes were flat, and when he shook his hand, the ice sword in his hand disappeared.

He asked rhetorically, "Can I kill you if I want to kill you now?" ”

Jian Qi felt humiliated.

Without saying a word, he raised his hand holding the sword and wiped it from his neck.

Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated!

Rather than being humiliated and then killed by his opponent, he might as well take the lead and end himself!

In this way, he can at least die with dignity enough!

Clang!

Wu Qian suddenly made a move and snatched the long sword from Jian Qi's hand.

Jian Qi frowned, his eyes erupted with fire, he glared at Wu Gan angrily, and asked sharply, "What are you doing here?"

Wu Gan said: "The eldest husband can bend and stretch, since you are not even afraid of death, why do you care so much about winning or losing?"

When Jian Qi heard this, the light in his eyes flickered incessantly, and the weather was uncertain.

Oh, yes.

He is not even afraid of death, so why should he be afraid of the next time?

"If you lose once, you have to wipe your neck, with your kind of heart, what kind of powerful swordsmanship can you cultivate. Wu Qian said contemptuously.

Jian Qi clenched his fists and said disapprehensively: "I admit that I was defeated by your sword just now. However, just because I lose to you once doesn't mean I will never be able to win against you!"

"Huh. It's really interesting. ”

Wu Qian said with a smile, "If I hadn't stopped you just now, you would have committed suicide and died, what capital would you have to talk to me here forever." ”

When Jian Qi heard this, his heart shook suddenly.

He wanted to smack himself in a few big mouths at once.