This is the benefit of being born in a famous sect, once you are bullied, as long as you go back to the sect and cry twice, there will be an elder in the door and a magic weapon from your predecessors, if not, then the senior brothers and sisters will go together, if it still doesn't work, the old monster in the sect may be about to be dispatched, in short, it is really the five big words of "someone behind me" are vividly embodied.

Count Sailor, on the other hand, didn't have such good luck.

It's not that the Dark Council doesn't have similar magic weapons, in fact, as far as Gu Qingyan knows, there is no need for a higher-level Dark Council, even if there are thirteen holy weapons in the blood clan, which are similar to the magic weapons of Tingyulou Town.

Legend has it that thousands of years ago, in the final holy war between the Holy Cult of Light and the Dark Council, the primordial blood clan had slaughtered angels with the power of the Thirteen Hallows, and the power of the Thirteen Hallows could be seen from this.

It is foreseeable that even if Count Sailuo does not take out all the thirteen holy weapons and only bring one, it will be enough for Bai Junyi and Gu Qingyan to drink a pot.

But obviously, such a level of holy weapon is definitely not qualified to be used by Count Cello, even with his cultivation talent, it is far from enough to be among the five dark children of the Dark Council, if the Zhen clan magic weapon can be used casually, it is not worthy of the word Zhen clan.

Strictly speaking, Gu Qingyan and Bai Junyi are actually not qualified to carry and use the Zhenjiao magic weapons of Tingyulou and Shengnumen, but compared with Count Sailuo, the situation between the two is slightly different.

Gu Qingyan is the owner of the Listening Rain Building, and it can almost be said that he is the next Listening to the Rain Mansion, plus he knows the general situation and knows well, the current owner of the Listening Rain Building naturally trusts the magic weapon of the Town Building to be used by his disciples.

As for Bai Junyi, the situation is even simpler, the Holy Maiden Gate is full of calculations, and even Xingxiao is counted as only three people, at the moment Mo Zhiqing is seriously injured and unconscious, Xingxiao is young and young, and he doesn't care about the overall situation, the inside and outside of the Holy Maiden Gate is naturally presided over by Bai Junyi alone, and it is naturally normal for him to carry the Dao Protector of the Gate with him.

In fact, according to Bai Junyi's temperament, where is there enough magic weapon for a saint Maiden Gate, if he can, he really wants to take away all the magic weapons on the mountain behind the gate, and he doesn't need to shoot when he encounters an enemy in the future, even if he smashes it with a magic weapon, he can smash the opponent to death.

In such a scene, Bai Junyi was drooling even if he only thought about it in his mind.

Of course, this can only be Bai Junyi's delusion, not to mention the rules of the Holy Maiden Gate, Bai Junyi definitely has no chance to take the magic weapon of this sect in one pot, even if he has the opportunity to take it all away, Bai Junyi can't use it at will.

First, the greater the power of the magic weapon, the greater the price paid by the monk when using it, and secondly, the long-term use will form a dependence, which will seriously affect the improvement of the monk's own cultivation and strength.

Airplanes!

In the small hotel room, Gu Qingyan's body moved, and before the five Blood Clan Counts outside the room could react, he had already killed behind one of the Blood Clan Counts.

"Hans, be careful!"

Count Bote's eyelids jumped, and he shouted at the latter, never imagined that Gu Qingyan's speed was so fast, even if they had already taken precautions, they still couldn't keep up with the former's speed!

Whew!

In the blink of an eye, the sharp sword in Gu Qingyan's hand had silently pierced into the back chest of Count Hans, and then stabbed out from his chest, the small tip of the sword, shining in the light.

"Don't worry, he can't kill me!"

Count Hans felt the unbearable pain in his chest, first startled, and then quickly calmed down, a little red blood overflowed from his body, in less than a few breaths, Count Hans's body had disintegrated, turning into hundreds of sharp and whistling bats, only about a dozen bats were nailed to the long sword in Gu Qingyan's hand, and more other bats flapped their ugly flesh wings, desperately fleeing from the place.

The body structure of the Bloodline is qualitatively different from that of humans, and if necessary, the body can be broken down at any time and turned into thousands of tiny, more flexible bats, which are not only more difficult to kill, but also resurrect as long as one bat survives afterwards.

That's why the Bloodline is tenacious and hard to kill.

At this moment, Count Hans's body disintegrated and turned into an endless scattering and escaping bat, which invisibly greatly increased the difficulty of Gu Qingyan to kill him, and it is no exaggeration to say that the difficulty of Gu Qingyan to kill him suddenly increased by more than ten times!

Seeing that, Count Hans's body decomposed into bats, and several of them rushed out of the corridor and escaped.

"Hmph, can't I kill you, I'll kill you!"

But in this regard, the expression on Gu Qingyan's face remained unchanged, and he did not see the slightest panic, and as he spoke, he had already raised the long sword in his hand and danced lightly in mid-air.

Whew, whew!

Gu Qingyan's sword dancing in mid-air was sparkling like water, gentle and charming, rippling with a little ripple, soft as the wind, making people want to indulge in it unconsciously, beautiful and exquisite, without a trace of murderous aura.

The coverage of these sword lights was extremely wide, like a splash of spring rain, and in a silent manner, it had covered the entire corridor, and also engulfed the thousands of bats that Count Hans's body had decomposed into.

Squeak, squeak!

For a while, the sharp screams of bats in the corridor were endless, and under the strangulation of Gu Qingyan's sword light, one bat after another was twisted into flesh and blood, splashing down in mid-air.

In the blink of an eye, the thousands of bats that Count Hans's body had turned into had been killed by Gu Qingyan, and not even a single bat was left!

Xiao Lou listened to the spring rain overnight, Gu Qingyan's sword was this dripping spring rain, although it seemed gentle and charming, beautiful, but it had terrifying lethality, otherwise it would not be possible to rank so high on the list, only below a few people such as Jiang Taiyi.

In fact, compared with other sword cultivators, Gu Qingyan's sword lethality may not be the most terrifying, but the striking surface is definitely the widest, and each shot is definitely the most accurate and ruthless.

It must be known that Gu Qingyan's divine sense and five senses far surpass those of his peers, and it is the most terrifying talent given to him by God, under the guidance of this divine mind that is far more accurate than the GPS global positioning system, no opponent can avoid the sanction of the sword in Gu Qingyan's hand!

Bite!

In the end, with an incomparably crisp sword sound, Gu Qingyan cleanly retracted his sword and stood in place like Mount Tai.

Looking back on the whole process of Gu Qingyan's shot, it was clean and neat, extremely short, it only lasted a few breaths, and the whole process was smooth and smooth in one go, giving people the illusion of endless beauty and impeccable attack.

Hiss!

At this moment, Count Bot stared at Gu Qingyan's gaze astringently, the corners of his mouth were dry, and he deeply felt that the latter was definitely a strong enemy that was far from being defeated with their strength!

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