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"Poof"

Liu Zhizi spat out a mouthful of blood, raised his head and looked at Zhou Qing, who still withdrew his sword as usual.

The short sword on it lay on the ground dimly, and the sword was full of cracks.

"Refine this blood-drinking short sword, you can kill at least 30,000 people!"

Zhou Qing closed his eyes, extremely unbearable, 30,000 living beings forged a sword, what a frustrating thing!

"Master, when she died, she talked about you, although you are not the best qualified disciple, but she is her favorite and most obedient disciple, since you have taken the wrong path, it is her own teaching is not strict and has nothing to do with you, the master she allowed you to return to the mountain as a sinner, but you have to abandon your cultivation, and spend your life in the valley of repentance.

Come with me, the master has atoned for your sins with his life for the blood shed in this world because of you, and now it is time for you to pay for what you have done. ”

Zhou Qing looked at Liu Zhizi, he just stopped thinking of the distant memory, he respected and hated Liu Zhizi, if it weren't for him, how could he have today's scene, but it was also because of him, his most feared and respected master passed away like this, he had no parents since he was a child, he had long respected her as a mother in his heart, and now he ......

Zhou Qing's face was even more cold, looking at Liu Zhizi.

She ...... Dead, because of me? Liu Qizi stood in place like an instant old ten-year-old and muttered.

"I killed her, haha, I killed her! I killed Qinghe, Gu Qinghe ......" Liu Zhizi suddenly cried bitterly, and his voice was sad.

Wen Sheng looked at the white-haired, bloodthirsty Liu Qizi in disbelief, and now cried like an abandoned child.

This person, who has been indifferent and domineering from the beginning and is only dedicated to his own interests, would reveal such a pitiful appearance, which is really unthinkable.

Hateful people must have pity, even though Wen Sheng felt a little pitiful when he looked at his appearance, but the decision to kill him was not reduced because of this.

"I killed the master is a great crime, but you watched her kill herself, you are more hateful than me, you are close but do not stop but treat you coldly, even if I am guilty, I will avenge her first and then go to the valley of repentance, Zhou Qing, you give me my life!"

Liu Yanzi's eyes were red, the expression on his face was painful and hideous, and he slowly pulled out the money sword that he had not used since then.

The money sword, which had always been ordinary, moved, and suddenly a righteous and awe-inspiring sword qi gushed out.

Zhou Qing looked at him and sighed heavily, looked at him vigilantly, and said with regret in his mouth: "Senior Brother Liu Zhizi back then was sensible and reasonable, I originally thought that although you were wrong, you still knew how to turn back, but now it is just my wishful thinking, and you no longer deserve to have this positive pole sword given by the master." ”

Although he said this, his hand was not slow, the sword light flashed, and only heard the sound of 'bang', and the two weapons had already collided together.

These two people are no longer the realm of ordinary martial artists, they are people who use all possible methods to seek immortality in the ordinary world, that is, they cannot find the path of immortals or get rid of the road of rivers and lakes, struggling to survive in between, and they want to break the shackles of birth, old age, sickness and death.

It's just that it's so easy, looking at the ancient emperors, who didn't want to live a long life, and the alchemy and immortal half of their lives ended up being just a handful of loess.

However, in the time of a cup of tea, these two people have already fought dozens of moves, even if Wen Sheng's eyesight completely keeps up with their rhythm, it is still very difficult.

And Wu Huo and Fei Ziyan are just able to capture the general figure.

These two people are from the same family, both martial arts and understanding of the two sides are extremely familiar, after Liu Zhizi once again broke through Zhou Qing's tricks, his eyes froze, and suddenly showed a sneer, and instantly converged.

He deliberately showed a flaw when he accepted the recruitment.

Zhou Qing's eyes froze, and he stepped forward, and stabbed with a sword on the left rib.

"Snort"

When Zhou Qing's sword pierced through Liu Zhizi's left chest, he suddenly heard a sneer, and he secretly said that it was not good.

At this time, the short sword that had been forgotten on the ground suddenly burst open, and a cold aura came from it and flew straight towards Zhou Qing next to him, and a cold light could be vaguely seen from it.

And Liu Zhizi took the opportunity to stab him in the left shoulder with a sword, preventing him from avoiding it at this time.

Zhou Qing looked at Liu Qizi, who had a grim face, with an ugly face, and suddenly his eyes were awe-inspiring, and his wrist holding the sword shook, and he actually pulled out another sword from that sword.

This sword is one size smaller than the other one, and the sword body is covered with crossed sword patterns, Liu Zhizi saw that its face changed, and he wanted to withdraw but found that when he stopped Zhou Qing, he couldn't withdraw in disguise.

That cold light did not enter Zhou Qing's body at this time, and seeing that his face turned dark, the sword in his hand suddenly shook, and the blade slashed through Liu Zhizi's chest.

Obviously, the sword was still two fingers away from Liu Zhizi's chest, but it still left a big wound on his chest.

Liu Zhizi took a step back and covered his chest, looking at Zhou Qing, who had fallen to the ground and was blackened, trying to stand up.

A cold light shot out from Zhou Qing's body, and was firmly grasped by Liu Qizi in his hand.

It was a small sword with a dark and shiny body, much smaller than the short sword just now, only the size of a palm.

"The master actually gave it to you?"

Liu Qizi's voice couldn't hear any emotion, as if she was reading without emotion.

Zhou Qing looked at him and sneered: "The master said that I have a pure temperament and don't like to use force, and the Fenyuan Sword can add a few life-saving means to me." ”

"In that case, you can die."

Liu Zhizi's face showed murderous intent, and the positive pole sword was like a streamer slashing towards his face, and Fei Ziyan and the others didn't see when he made his move.

The cold power in Zhou Qing's body corroded his internal force, and the meridians of his limbs were almost paralyzed, and he couldn't dodge at all.

That's it, it's the best choice to die like this, he can't be ruthless to Liu Zhizi, who once took him out of the muddy place and gave him a new life, but he can't forgive him for the death of his master.

To die at his hands today is nothing but to give him back all that he has given himself.

"Qiang"

There was a sound of blades clashing.

saw Wen Sheng holding the Handqiong sword and intercepting Liu Zhizi's killing move.

"I see that you have a bit of a chance with this Dao, and you have taken care of you along the way, and now you are too disappointed in the poor Dao, in this case, you will die together." Liu Zhizi looked at her, and the killing intent in her eyes was decided.

"Thanks to the Taoist's 'care', I also have an account to settle with you."

If Wen Sheng usually faced Liu Zhizi, he would naturally not be like this, but he was scarred now, how could she have all kinds of considerations, plus she saw that the old man behind her seemed to be coming specifically for them, how could she see that he wanted his life.

She suddenly exerted her strength forward, and the Handqiong sword in her hand broke through Liu Zhizi's positive pole sword and stabbed him straight in front of the door.

Liu Yanzi smiled coldly, holding the sword blade in front of him with one hand, seeing that the sword blade was wrapped in gangqi, and it didn't hurt his palm at all.

Wen Sheng sneered at him, and suddenly exerted force in his hand, and the tip of the sword stabbed quickly towards the front door.

Liu Zilian stepped back, and suddenly threw a strange black sword at her with a strange little sword in his hand, and kept pinching with his other hand.

(To be continued.) )