The sword qi condensed in Liu Qingshan's hand, everywhere he went, blood flowed like a river, no one could stop it at all, forcing the grandmaster-level Changfeng old man to retreat step by step, he didn't dare to touch his edge at all, except to retreat, he seemed to have no other way to go. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The three daughters of the Feng family also joined the battle, of course, to help the Murong family, compared with Feng Yubing, who had a fairy breath before, Feng Yubing at this moment was like a jade-faced rakshasa, with a strong sword intent in her hand, which surprised everyone, at least the two younger sisters who followed her, it was the first time to see her sister killing.

A bloody road unfolded in front of Liu Qingshan, no one dared to stand in front of him anymore, and the people who dared to stand in front of him were already dead, and what he was facing at the moment was the old man Changfeng.

They have no hatred and no resentment, when they were in Europe, they could even be regarded as friends, but unfortunately, the greed of the old man Changfeng harmed the entire Changfeng family, since they were bought by the interests of the Bai family, they sent two of the best grandsons in a row, both of whom died in Xiangdao, although it was not Liu Qingshan himself, but it was inseparable from him.

Then, then the two became mortal enemies, with the heart of the old man Changfeng, he couldn't tell who was right and who was wrong, he didn't feel that he was wrong, it was Liu Qingshan who was wrong, because he killed his two grandsons.

So Liu Qingshan didn't bother to say anything to him, because if he did, he wouldn't accept it, it was purely in vain, it was better to fight, determine the winner with strength, and the winner lived, that was right, it was a very simple thing.

No matter how right the dead are, they can't tell.

The two faced each other, the white beard of the old man of Changfeng moved in the wind, his eyes flashed with anger, full of crimson, looking at it a little crazy, Liu Qingshan knew that in this case, this old man had lost his mind and began to become crazy, and he would become more powerful when he became crazy.

The two watched, no one spoke, Liu Qingshan didn't, neither did the old man Changfeng, just looked at each other, the war was raging, and finally broke out, Liu Qingshan's heart moved at will, two cyan rays of light bloomed, merged into one, and the knife of the sea of meaning appeared, forming a knife shape that condensed and turned into reality, falling from the sky and slashing towards the old man Changfeng.

The old man Changfeng did not retreat this time, stepped into the demon path, planted the demon cause, his strength instantly increased, put aside the last touch of resistance in his body, and truly entered the demon path, he was the devil.

As soon as his arms were raised, he took the knife stiffly, and his energy leaked from the body of the old man Changfeng, and the ground was as if it had been plowed once, and there was no place on the entire ground that was flat.

The arms of the old man Changfeng, the sleeves were torn and shredded, revealing most of his chest, the old man of Changfeng closed his arms, and with a "whoosh" sound, the robe turned into snow foam, flying away, naked body, and his body showed a black aura, that is the most vicious demonic qi, as long as people who are not blind, they can see that it is the power of the devil.

Demon is a kind of taboo for the Hidden Martial Realm, and no one thought that the head of the Changfeng Family, who has always been the most cheerful, said to be a big man who maintains the overall situation and future of the Hidden Martial Realm, actually fell into the Demon Dao and became an evil demon.

Don't talk about others, even Ximen Haohai was taken aback, he didn't expect that this most powerful companion had already entered the path of the devil, good and evil were not separated, and he had already committed the taboo of the hidden martial arts world by uniting with the devil.

Therefore, he should have drunk the old man of Changfeng, he could only ignore it, if he couldn't defeat the Murong family and Liu Qingshan today, he would have no future, so in order to win, he could also do whatever it took to win.

"Kill, kill!" The sound of killing was deafening, and it continued wantonly.

"Master, who should we help, the head of the Changfeng family is in the devil, it seems to be full of evil spirits-"

"The devil rises and disappears, in this world, there has been no axiom for a long time, let's look at the situation and then talk about it, whoever wins will help whom, they are immortals fighting, we mortals are suffering, don't make a decision easily."

However, some people, seeing the changes in the old man Changfeng, have turned against each other.

"The head of the Changfeng family is a demon cultivator, hiding the breath of yin and evil, not a good person, today, we stand on the side of the Murong family, help the righteous path of the hidden martial arts world, and eradicate evil." These people still have a bit of conscience, and they have not extinguished reason, and they still remember the ancestral teachings written by the ancestors of various families.

Liu Qingshan faced the old man Changfeng, and of course the head of the Murong family faced the alliance leader Ximen Haohai, the two of them went up and down at this time, and the battle was in full swing in the square, and every palm was after a loud noise, and a big dirt pit was already full of holes under their feet.

The two of them frowned, no one dared to have a trace of ease, not as casual as Liu Qingshan at all, although the magic power increased greatly, and the strength of the old man Changfeng became strange, but Liu Qingshan did not have the slightest worry.

The desire to kill, with the emergence of demonic energy, became more intense, at this moment, Liu Qingshan wanted to see blood.

Just like fighting with the old man Bai, when Liu Qingshan relaxed all his body, the power of the blood veins in his body had begun to operate automatically, as if he had left the cage, excited, jumping, driving the true qi in his body, and walking in the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

Liu Qingshan opened his five fingers and slowly grasped the hilt of the knife floating in the air.

Hold the knife in both hands and hold it next to your ear.

The aura of the sword intent came into his mind, not only Liu Qingshan couldn't hold back his excitement, but even this transcendent knife shape also had a knife intent, and he was eager to drink blood at this moment.

The hair and beard of the old man Changfeng were all dyed with hoarfrost when the demonic qi entered his body, as if in an instant, his body was old and became a little more pale, but the strange thing was that his eyes became demonic and dyed with black shadows, and even his raised hands, his nails were covered with black mist, like a soul messenger, indifferent and cruel.

The intention moves, the knife rises, and the strength is condensed.

This knife is Liu Qingshan's most relaxed knife, every time he relaxes the suppression of the bloodline, this power will explode, no matter how strong the old man in front of him is, he is not stronger than the old man Bai, the old man Bai has been cultivating for a hundred years, it can be said that the strength is very strong, if it weren't for Liu Qingshan's Heavenly Forbidden Spiritual Qi Array, he might not be able to kill him on the spot, he could escape.

The old man Changfeng in front of him, not long after he entered the demon, although he fell wholeheartedly, his strength was not completely consolidated, and Liu Qingshan's knife, he couldn't parry it all.

Liu Qingshan's knife is like a shadow, three knives in a row.

The old man Changfeng followed, but his body had been shocked to the point that his whole body was bursting, full of flaws, and the whole person became a bloody person, becoming more terrifying, and most importantly, Liu Qingshan clearly felt that this old man who had fallen into the devil was actually getting stronger step by step and becoming stronger in this situation.

Liu Qingshan's eyes shot a sharp light, and the knife in his hand was integrated into the aura, the aura is the purest breath in heaven and earth, nourishing all things, but it is also the nemesis of evil things in the world, the knife fell again, and the old man Changfeng, who carried it with both arms, let out a miserable scream, and a pair of arms were cut off shoulder to shoulder.

Liu Qingshan didn't wait for him to flash again, his fingers condensed the knife intent, and with a stroke, his neck was broken.

"Father—"

"The head of the house—"

With a few screams, the people of the Changfeng family had already rushed over, rushing in unison, wanting to avenge the old man and attack Liu Qingshan.

The long knife in Liu Qingshan's hand, with a turn of his wrist, had already swept through thousands of troops, these people did not have the strength of the old man Changfeng, they invaded with strength, and they were disemboweled, and they died a miserable death.

"Quick, hurry up, support the Murong family."

At this moment, everyone who was watching at the end didn't dare to endure it anymore, and fell to the Murong family together, the death of the old man Changfeng, and Liu Qingshan's powerful killing made them choose the last way.

Although many of these people still supported the Changfeng family and the alliance leader just now, no one could stop them, and they had the instinct to be the head of the wall.

"Ximen Haohai, since ancient times, evil has been invincible, you have seen the fate of Changfeng, just tie your hands, I promise, I will not harm your life." Murong Changqing was happy, with Changfeng's death, his morale was greatly boosted, and the dawn of victory appeared for the first time.

Ximen Haohai's face turned pale, and said: "Murong Changqing, you can really boast about Haikou, if you don't have Liu Qingshan's help, who wins and who loses today, I still don't know, I admit that I lost today, but if you want me to surrender, you don't want to kill me." ”

"Obsessed and unrepentant, Ximen Haohai, you really don't cry when you don't see the coffin!"

"Don't talk nonsense, eat me with a sword!"

Not surrendering is his last dignity, Ximen Haohai knows that he miscalculated everything today, but he does not regret it, people like them can accept any failure, even if it is death, it doesn't matter, although Murong Changqing has prestige in the Hidden Martial Realm, but it is still impossible to make him surrender.

He is the leader of the alliance in the hidden martial world, as long as he does this position for one day, he will always have this title, this is a belief, there is only a dead alliance leader, there will be no alliance leader who surrenders.

Even if it was the old man Bai who was standing in front of him today, he would not accept surrender and would rather die than give in.

People are so strange, for Ximen Haohai's persistence and choice, ordinary people don't understand, or this is also the reason why he acts unscrupulously, but with a little hesitation, he must be different from Changfeng, in his heart, there is also a responsibility of the hidden martial arts world, which is the obligation of the alliance leader.

Therefore, the people who rushed towards Liu Qingshan were all killed, the corpses were all covered, and within ten meters, there was no one standing anymore.

Ten meters away, everyone was so frightened that they retreated, and some even threw down their swords and turned to flee.

This kind of brutal killing, not everyone can bravely face death.

"Attack!"

But some people did not believe in evil, and a column of cavalry, under the command of the leader Lingqi, instigated war horses, formed a battle formation, and rushed towards Liu Qingshan.

Liu Qingshan's body turned, and the long knife in his hand drew a twisted knife force, and the knife force entered the ground, and the ground was immediately cut, and several war horses were trapped in it, and they were already buried alive before they even had time to scream.

And there were more than a dozen cavalrymen, the horses were trapped, and their bodies flew out, losing the sharpness of the attack.

Liu Qingshan had already lifted the neck of the leader of the soldiers, twisted it and threw it aside, as if throwing a pile of garbage.