"You're here......"

Not long after, Yao Daojue, who was walking slowly, suddenly became in shape as he walked, and slowly turned to look at Sun Qidong, who was the first to catch up with Yao Daojue because of extreme hatred.

Wow!

The person who came didn't answer, but stepped out of the knife directly, with a body full of hatred, and slashed fiercely.

"Oh?"

Yao Daojue raised the corners of his eyebrows, and then instead of retreating, he drew the knife out of the sheath with a bang, and swept back with a fierce knife.

While!

I only heard a loud noise, the people came quickly, went faster, and was directly swept out by Yao Daojue, and after landing, his feet pulled out scratches on the ground before he finally stopped moving.

"The pinnacle of the Six Mysterious Realms?" After the knife, Sun Qidong instinctively came up with this sentence in his heart. But when he saw that the other party didn't move his footsteps, he was suddenly shocked: "That's not right!" ”

He himself was a peak martial artist of the Six Xuan Realm, but as soon as he fought with Yao Daojue, he was directly swept out by Yao Daojue. Sweeping him away so easily, even a martial artist who had just entered the Condensing Truth Realm could not have such ability, but judging from the feeling coming from his hand, Yao Daojue was not like a person who had already broken through the Six Profound Realms.

However, how could someone who had not broken through the Six Profound Realms have such tremendous power? For a while, Sun Qidong was shocked and suspicious in his heart, and suddenly felt that the person in front of him was unfathomable. But no matter how doubtful, shocked, or unfathomable, it couldn't erase the bitter hatred in his heart.

Thinking of this, Sun Qidong suddenly bent over and arched his back, like a tight spring twisted by an invisible force, and then the whole person stretched out suddenly, as if the spring rebounded after compressing to the extreme, and rushed away from the air with a bang, instantly surging into Yao Daojue's eyes.

Wow!

The sound of the long knife coming out of the sheath rose again, but it was Sun Qidong who suddenly drew his sword and slashed horizontally the moment he approached Yao Daojue, and he used the power of high-speed impact and his own strength to make up for the difference in strength between the two sides.

While!

It's a pity that although Sun Qidong's idea is good, it is the best choice he can do at this time, but the Yao Daojue he is facing is fundamentally different from any martial arts genius he has ever seen. As a result, as soon as the long knife in his hand was cut out, it was directly pressed back by Yao Daojue's strong force, and he fell back in an earth-shattering loud noise.

This time, he was even worse than the last time. Last time, he just slid backwards three feet after hitting the ground. This time, not only did he slide back farther after he landed, but his chest was also slapped hard with the long knife in his hand. Although there was no immediate fracture, at least it ended up with a broken bone, and the combat effectiveness was suddenly wiped out. What's more, his confidence was shattered along with the second defeat.

After landing, Sun Qidong, who was still retreating five feet backwards, first looked at the deep scar on his chest that was hit by the back of his knife in a daze, and then looked at Yao Daojue, who still hadn't moved a single step in front of him. Then suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and let out a mournful cry: "Hate ......"

Defeat, defeat, defeat! I couldn't believe it, I couldn't accept it, Sun Qidong was shocked and angry, angry and sad, he didn't expect that with all his strength, he would even let the other party move his footsteps.

How can you get revenge in this way? Sun Qidong looked up to the sky and asked angrily, how unfair it is to hate the sky! He couldn't understand that the intelligence clearly said that the person in front of him was just an ordinary person a few months ago, but a few months later, even a person like him at the peak of the Six Profound Realms could not be shaken.

With this kind of cultivation progress, where is the person who has cultivated hard for decades like them, but still wanders back at the gate of the Condensing Truth Realm and cannot be obtained? Or maybe God is simply mocking them for their incompetence.

"Senior Brother Qidong......"

It's slow to say, but in fact, the two have only fought for two rounds, and the time it takes is apt to describe it as electric and flint. At the same time that Sun Qidong let out a wail and sorrow, several other disciples of the Ten Thousand Daomen who set off with Sun Qidong finally caught up.

But they didn't expect that in just a few hundred zhang distance, when they caught up with Sun Qidong, Sun Qidong's confidence was shattered and his heart was depressed.

"It's all here at last!"

Seeing that other disciples of the Ten Thousand Dao Sect rushed to Sun Qidong's side one after another, Yao Daojue suddenly looked cold, and the murderous opportunity appeared. As soon as the words fell, the whole person suddenly disappeared, turning into a vague phantom of the dragon.

"Be careful!"

At the same time as Yao Daojue opened his mouth to speak, Sun Qidong, whose confidence was shattered, was suddenly startled, but before he could make a move, Yao Daojue's knife had already slashed through the throat of one of them!

Burst!

A column of blood suddenly rose into the air, sprinkling a mist of blood, and the slain died without even feeling the pain in his neck.

"Senior Brother Zhao!"

Sun Qidong's eyes were split, shocked and angry, angry and afraid, after Sun Moyang's death before, he no longer looked at other fellow disciples as before. At this time, when he saw his fellow disciple who had been practicing for decades, he suddenly separated in front of his eyes, and the pain, anger, shock, and fear in his heart were really indescribable, and a thousand words turned into a painful trombone.

The pain is to meet the death of the same door again, the anger is that the murderer is in front of you, the shock is that the incident happened suddenly, and the fear is to survive the same door and suffer another accident. However, just like Sun Qidong before he saw Sun Moyang's corpse, Yao Daojue at this time also had no feelings about the death of Sun Moyang and others, and there was no need to have compassion.

After beheading the disciple surnamed Zhao Wandaomen with a knife, Yao Daojue's body turned, and he went straight to the next person who was closest without stopping.

Burst!

With a soft sound, the column of blood rose again, indicating that another person had died.

"Ah......h

Sun Qidong was extremely angry and hateful in his heart, and suddenly let go of all the scruples in his heart, and roared angrily and rushed towards Yao Daojue, who swept towards the third disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect again.

"Huh?"

Yao Daojue, who was chasing the third disciple of the Ten Thousand Daomen Sect, moved in his heart, gave up the disciple of the Ten Thousand Daomen who was about to get his hands, and suddenly turned to Sun Qidong, who was extremely angry. He promised that the words would be in moderation, so he would not brutally torture and kill the enemy, and if he didn't stick to it, or take the initiative to provoke them, it was not impossible to let them go.

Of course, all this is only possible if the strength of those people is far from being a threat to him. If, if his strength was equal to him, or although his strength was inferior to him, but a sudden attack might pose a threat to him, such as Sun Qidong, a peak martial artist of the Six Xuan Realm, he would not let it go no matter what. At most, when attacking, do not deliberately torture and humiliate them.

As for his real target, the old man in gray! If it were possible, he would never just take his xìng life, and he still remembers the torture of broken bones and tendons for half a day and several hours.

While!

With a loud bang, the two of them who fought were just like the previous two times, Yao Daojue's body shape did not change at all, still like a vague phantom of a swimming dragon, while Sun Qidong flew out upside down like a cannonball.