Qingyi Dao Chang is kind-hearted after all, her flying sword didn't want to hurt Ye Qinghan's life, she just wanted him to be injured, so that she could retreat.

Ye Qinghan had long known that the current Qingyi Dao Master should be a second-layer cultivator of Jindan, and there was not a small gap with him. Seeing Qingyi Dao Chang make a move, he frowned slightly and stood up from the ground. Looking at the flying sword that had no killing intention, it was just a random flick of his fingers, a sharp sword sound sounded, and the flying sword shook violently in the air and passed past him.

Daoist Qingyi's face changed, she had already heard that Ye Qinghan's cultivation was terrifying, but she didn't expect the other party's cultivation to be so terrifying. Although her flying sword didn't have much killing power, but the cultivation of the Jindan period couldn't be faked, it forced her flying sword back so easily, and even made her almost lose control of the flying sword, how could she not shake in her heart?

And what shocked her even more was that she had just waved her sword finger to make the flying sword that had already flown behind Ye Qinghan to turn around and attack, but Ye Qinghan had already arrived in front of her. The golden light instantly enveloped her, her mind was drowsy for a while, and her body soon shook slightly.

The shock and doubt disappeared in an instant, and her heart instantly became extremely peaceful. A voice seemed to cry out loudly in the depths of her heart, causing her to wake up quickly, but the voice became weaker and weaker, and her eyelids became extremely heavy, as if she was about to fall asleep.

"Hmph, I have long seen that a group of sluts in your Qingxia Sect are ambitious, I didn't expect you to be so bold! Pretending in front of these countless people, do you think everyone is a fool like you?" A cold snort came from behind Qingyi, and the sleepy Qingyi Daoist was suddenly startled.

Just as she was trying to open her eyes, she heard countless Qingxia Sect disciples in the formation screaming in surprise, and then she felt a sharp pain in her back, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. The figure that rose in the air with great strength rushed towards Ye Qinghan.

"You are looking for death!" When he was unconscious, Daoist Qingyi heard Ye Qinghan's roar, and then there was darkness in front of him. At the last moment, she felt her lips opened, and a cold elixir with the fragrance of medicine was stuffed into her mouth very quickly, and she subconsciously swallowed it

Go down.

In the golden sword light, the dragon's groan sounded, and the dazzling light made everyone unable to open their eyes, Ye Qinghan was already fighting with the comer. When he saw that person appear behind Qingyi Dao Chief, he didn't think much about it, the other party came out of the Kunlun Cultivation Realm Formation, and he was naturally a person from the same camp as Qingyi Dao Chief. Who would have thought that the other party was so vicious, and slapped his palm on the back of Qingyi Dao Chang.

While Daoist Qingyi pounced on him, the other party still didn't care about her life or death, and directly drove the flying sword towards Ye Qinghan. If the flying sword wants to kill Ye Qinghan, it must first penetrate the Qingyi Dao Chief.

The Son of Heaven Sword flew out at an extremely fast speed, blocking the opponent's flying sword, Ye Qinghan did not hesitate to take out a chalcedony Soul Rejuvenation Pill and stuffed it into the mouth of Qingyi Dao Chang, and waved her hand with a soft force to hold her far away.

From the time the man appeared to the sword light, it was only two or three breaths in total. Neither of them asked each other's origins, and the shot was a lore, they didn't know each other, but they seemed to have a deep hatred like the sea.

"Greedy Wolf, Giant Gate, Lu Cun, Broken Army, Wenqu, Lian Zhen, Wuqu, Dongming!" Ye Qinghan kept shouting in his mouth, and when each voice came out, his position was different. His body changed rapidly, like a phantom, flashing around the middle-aged monk in the Ming Huang robe, and in the blink of an eye, the Big Dipper had already taken eight steps.

His eight steps only led to the change of body shape, and he did not use this technique to attack the opponent. He was accumulating strength, accumulating the power of nine steps, and killing his opponent in one fell swoop.

"I heard that there is a great young master in the world, and this seat was still a little interested, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that!" The middle-aged monk had a handsome face, and his sword eyebrows went straight to the temples, but he looked like a fairy wind and bones. It's just that his face is extremely indifferent, and his eyes are flashing with a cold light that makes people chill in the bottom of his heart, like an emotionless ice sculpture. At this moment, although he sneered in his mouth, the muscles on his face did not even tremble slightly, and his tone was extremely indifferent and indifferent.

Ye Qinghan's heart was full of murderous intent, how could he be interested in talking nonsense with him?

"Hidden

Yuan!" The last step fell in his clear drink, the sky and the earth seemed to become dim in an instant, countless stars all appeared in the sky at this noon moment, and the bucket-shaped Big Dipper in the northern sky was particularly dazzling.

The nine golden footprints were not all visible until this moment, and with incomparably terrifying power, they fell on the body of the golden-armored monk from all directions.

"How is it possible? What kind of exercise are you?" The muscles on the middle-aged monk's face trembled, and he subconsciously exclaimed, his face could no longer maintain Fang Cai's indifference, and he already had a bit of panic.

Ordinary people may have an extremely effective sixth sense, and the monk's sense will naturally be even stronger. At this moment, the monk only felt that he had no place to avoid, his whole body was shrouded in terrifying power, and all that haunted his heart was the shadow of death.

"Linglong Bottle!", "Ask Dzi!", "Huachun Bell!", ......

The monk exclaimed in surprise, these things in his hand were much more advanced than those life-saving treasures on Wuchen Qiong's body, and a few of them even exuded a faint aura of spiritual weapons. The Beidou Nine Steps, which only appeared after gathering the power of the Nine Steps, almost gathered the power of Ye Qinghan's full forty-five steps, and its power even exceeded the power of the Jindan Period, where could it be blocked by a few magic weapons?

The sound of shattering glass sounded one after another, and the protective light curtain built by the man shattered like a decay under the many golden footprints.

"I am an elder of the Kunlun Immortal Sect, if you dare to kill me, the entire Kunlun Immortal Sect will return to avenge me, nine heavens and ten earths, there is no place for you to stand!" The middle-aged Taoist finally reported his identity, he was from the Kunlun Immortal Sect.

"If the people of the Kunlun Immortal Sect are not afraid of death like you, then come!" Ye Qinghan had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and the words that came out of his mouth could only be heard by himself. Because the middle-aged Daoist had already turned into a blood mist at the same time as the nine footprints merged, falling from the sky flutteringly.

Ye Qinghan didn't have much impression of those scattered small characters, but he still knew something about the Kunlun Immortal Sect, which claimed to be the guardian of Huaxia.

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