I thought that the ants that could be killed casually on the way, but I didn't expect it to become a fierce beast that could eat people in a blink of an eye.

This kid,

Not easy to deal with!

And to be able to cultivate such a young monk, not to mention the clothes of the outer sect of the Yunshui Sect on the other party's body, maybe there is also a big family force behind it.

Troublesome!

Big trouble!

"But so what!"

The scar man's eyes were sharp, and the killing machine became more and more vigorous!

Mess with this halfway young man.

The man with the scar has no regrets, and he has no time to regret it.

If you get messed with, you get messed with,

Cutting the grass and eradicating the roots!

"Die!"

The spirit yuan on the scar man's body surged, and under the full force of the explosion, his body was like a whirlwind, and the erupting qi wave swept in all directions, and it was like a storm that killed Zhang Qingyuan again!

At such a young age, he reached such a situation.

Either the little ghost in front of him is a child of a big family, or he is a genius disciple in the outer gate of the Yunshui Sect, no matter which identity he is, if he provokes such an enemy, if he lets it go today, the man with the scar will not feel at ease.

So the only option,

The only way to kill this kid here is to completely kill him!

Bang!

The majestic Lingyuan exploded at his feet, like a bomb exploding out of thin air at his feet, and the waves of air that rolled up swept all the fallen leaves and smoke on the ground into it, turning into a huge dragon's nest one after another, and swept towards Zhang Qingyuan again!

The scarred man's hands bloomed like lotus flowers, and a heavy amount of spiritual power came overwhelmingly.

Zhang Qingyuan's face was extremely solemn.

The four-layer water element technique unfolded, and at the same time, Dacheng's Nine Refining Bone Forging Fist swept through the void with one move and one style, colliding with the scar man's attack.

Bang bang bang!

Powerful forces collided, and the attack explosion of the xenomorph spirit element swept away, setting off a fierce wind visible to the naked eye in the field.

Zhang Qingyuan is very strong,

His exercises had already broken through to the fourth layer, and the Nine Refining Bone Forging Fist and Yunyan Step had both entered the Great Realm.

The strong foundation makes Zhang Qingyuan much stronger than ordinary martial artists of the same level.

But the scar man is stronger.

The cultivation of the late stage of the eightfold suppressed Zhang Qingyuan's two small realms!

The gap between this is difficult to make up for even the fourth-layer Shui Yuan Decisive and the Dacheng Extreme Nine Refining Bone Forging Fist!

Especially this scarred man doesn't know what his identity is, he seems to have experienced a hundred battles, and between the fights of that move, he is full of ferocity and fierceness, and his fighting style is almost a life-threatening fight.

In the midst of such a stormy attack by the Scar Man,

Zhang Qingyuan had to rush left and right, barely supporting.

If it weren't for Yun Yanbu, who had already achieved great success, I am afraid that he would have already been defeated in the attack of this scar man!

However, this is only a matter of delaying defeat!

The two of them attacked quickly and defended quickly, until the forty-third move,

The man with the scar found a flaw in Zhang Qingyuan's move, and slammed his fist on Zhang Qingyuan's chest, instantly knocking Zhang Qingyuan out.

If it weren't for the fierce battle, there was no guarantee that every attack would be full of full strength, I'm afraid Zhang Qingyuan would have been hit hard under this punch!

But it's not much better now!

Zhang Qingyuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body retreated.

The scarred man on the opposite side was unforgiving, his fingernails gathered a huge and incomparably large spirit yuan, turning his palm into a claw, and the spirit yuan flickered between his fingers, reflecting like stainless steel, tearing through the wind and clouds, and grabbing Zhang Qingyuan's head!

Human-level martial arts: Aquila Hand!

In a trance,

The scarred man unfolded by Ling Yuan seemed to have turned into an eagle descending from the sky, and he vaguely heard the eagle cry above the nine heavens descending on the world!

At this time, Zhang Qingyuan was injured and unsteady on his feet.

Under the full strength of this Lingyuan Eightfold Late Stage Cultivator to exert his human-level martial arts, there is no possibility of resisting!

Surely death!

The man was still in mid-air, and the scarred man had a sinister smile on his face.

What about geniuses, and what about the children of big families?

It's not dead at your own hands!

"Dead !!"

The man with the scar shouted, his figure was as swift as thunder and lightning, his claws tore through the air, and he fell from the sky with boundless wind and cloud momentum.

And then

Then he saw a sword light.

An unprecedented brilliance suddenly fought in the air, and in an instant, the entire heaven and earth were overshadowed, the space rotated, and all the perceptions around it became slowed down!

A long sword appeared in Zhang Qingyuan's hand at some point.

Pull it out slowly.

Choke!

Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be a sword roar, crystal clear, shaking space!

Draw the sword!

Since his cultivation, Zhang Qingyuan has been in the midst of cultivation, and the sword drawing technique that has never been unsheathed has finally come out of the sheath!

Bloom with supreme brilliance!

For half a month,

Since the success of his practice, Zhang Qingyuan has been converging all his essence and spirit on the silver shadow all the time, accumulating and polishing bit by bit, the kind of wisps of sword intent that even Zhang Qingyuan can't perceive have accumulated little by little, accumulating a lot, and finally gathered today's brilliant and boundless sword strike!

The cold light reflects the sky,

The sharpness of this sword and the vigor of the qi are like heaven and earth, and no one can escape!

Even in the distance Jiang Haisheng,

The reflection of this sword light in his eyes produced a feeling that his soul was being slashed and shattered!

And at this time,

Facing Zhang Qingyuan's sword drawing technique, which had been cultivated for half a month before it came out of the sheath, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his cold hair was upside down, only to feel as if he was in the middle of winter, a bucket of ice water was poured on his head, and his body was cold above his head!

dangerous

Extreme danger!

He wanted to escape,

But the air around them seemed to be frozen, and the whole world became stranger than ever, and the sky, the earth, vaguely seemed to be pouring rain, and it seemed that everything had become its own enemy!

The low-grade martial arts of the human rank that are displayed with all their strength are like the fists of children at this moment, and they have no effect at all!

That sword light seemed to come from outside the sky,

In an instant, it swept across the air several feet high, like ripples of clear light passing between the waves of water, cutting the air in half.

Silent

The sword light turned into a little cold and tightened from the scarred man's forehead!

A little red,

Blooming from the scarred man's forehead.

countenance

Freezes instantly.

"Good, good sword ......"

The scarred man stared blankly at the void in front of him, and before he could squeeze out the last few words in his mouth, the whole person lost all his vitality and fell to the ground with a pop.

And at this time,

Zhang Qingyuan on the other side, his face was pale,

As if all his energy was drained, the whole person almost knelt on the ground.