Chapter 281: The Last Man

"Isn't it fair? So where do you go to seek fairness for the loose cultivation that you use as fertilizer and nourishing evil medicine?! After reading the last meaning in Shu Tingcheng's eyes, Ye Chu shook his wrist indifferently, shook off the blood stains on the long sword, and muttered, "It's nothing more than a big fist that makes sense and is fair." ”

"I won't regret it," gently pursed the corners of her mouth, Ye Chu clenched the sword in her hand, the sword body trembled slightly, as if she couldn't suppress the bloodthirsty killing intent, the cold chill gradually condensed in her eyes, the corners of her mouth hooked up a bright smile, Ye Chu murmured softly, "Because, this person, but I've been waiting for it......"

"Bell!"

A violent sound of gold and iron rang out, Ye Chu turned around suddenly, the long sword in his hand was raised, and it slashed down fiercely, and a silent willow leaf flying knife that was close to the back of her head was slashed to the ground by Ye Chu's long sword.

"Below is Wang Qingshan of the Hengshui faction. Who are you, girl? The warm and jade-like good boy bowed his hand, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, full of warm smiles, the light and dark bonfires were reflected into his eyes, and a pair of narrow peach blossom eyes were raised, and the fine light rippled in a pool.

Ye Chu narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at this gentle, noble, modest and polite son in the memory of the original owner of the eighth generation, he secretly gritted his teeth, and his heart seemed to have 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping by.

The original owner, you are blind, or blind! The waves of his eyes are as warm as water, but the bottom of his eyes is as cold as ice, and his whole body is like jade, but it can't hide the bloody and tyrannical aura in his bones.

If he counts, he is as gentle as jade. I'm everyone's best girl! Ye Chu's forehead was full of black lines, her head hung slightly, and the corners of her mouth drooped, because of the deviation of the original owner's eyes, and even some ambiguous thoughts about such a fake goods, her whole person was a little bad.

Looking at the female cultivator in front of her, who seemed to be shrouded in resentment, she fell to the ground, and sniffed the smell of blood in the air, Wang Qingshan gently wrinkled a pair of sword eyebrows. He coughed lightly. "Fang Cai, I thought that you were the villain who harmed my junior brother and sister, so I tried it, but I didn't expect to scare the girl. I made amends here below. "This stupid nun. Isn't there something wrong with your brain?! For her sake, she seems to be the only survivor.

Wang Qingshan forcibly suppressed the dryness in his heart and deliberately softened his voice.

A frightened nun in such an eerie place. In the terrifying environment, he met a handsome male cultivator who was gentle but strong in cultivation, and some reliance would rise in his heart, and when he asked the answer he wanted to know, Wang Qingshan's eyes flashed a touch of ruthlessness, this waste female cultivator who wasted his time...... There is no need to save zĂ i.

"Girl......" The smile on the corner of her mouth became a little gentler, her peach blossom eyes were full of sincerity, and her deliberately lowered voice was low, looking calm and reliable, "It's okay, don't be afraid." Wang Qingshan is very confident in his appearance and temperament, and then he is waiting for this female cultivator to pour beans into a bamboo tube, babbling what she wants to know.

Unfortunately, this time, he miscalculated.

A long sword, with a dazzling cold light, shot out, faster than lightning, and appeared in front of his throat in an instant.

"Buzz!"

The long sword on his waist roared softly, awakening Wang Qingshan's somewhat sluggish reaction, his pupils shrank slightly, and with a turn of his wrist, the long sword was unsheathed and started, pulling out a beautiful sword flower, Wang Qingshan took out the sword without hesitation.

"Bell!"

Sparks burst out, and the crisp sound of gold and iron resounded. A fierce wind swept out from the place where the two swords clashed, setting off the remaining flickering bonfires all over the ground, blowing the tent not far away.

The gentle mask retreated, replaced by a hideous and bloodthirsty face, and Wang Qingshan's body danced violently with a murderous aura, and the turbulent momentum swept towards Ye Chu. In the darkness, a bright and dazzling light surged out from the tip of Wang Qingshan's sword, suffocating.

In an instant, the entire heaven and earth were filled with a strong smell of blood, and the suffocating aura spread out, and the vitality of heaven and earth rushed madly towards this ray of light, like a moth to a fire.

A pair of peach blossom eyes froze into cold ice, the corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked and cruel smile, Wang Qingshan's feet stomped on the ground fiercely, his body burst out like a rainbow, and the poignant sound of breaking the air sounded, and the long sword in his hand bombarded Ye Chu with a fierce murderous aura.

"Click! Click! ”

The ground was cut open by the agitated sword qi and a deep crack spread out like a spider web, the thin long sword was in Wang Qingshan's hand, and it was danced out of the fierce aura of splitting the mountain and breaking the mountain, although the sword light in the sky had not yet arrived, but the strong aura on it, the piercing killing intent, had already wrapped Ye Chu densely, sealing the space for her to dodge.

Although Wang Qingshan's sword style opened and closed widely, there was no flaw in it, and it weaved a dense net with no gaps, and covered it head-on towards Ye Chu.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Ye Chu's right leg kicked the ground, did not retreat but advanced, and swept straight out, facing this dense net, the long sword in his hand was slightly raised, the move was not cumbersome and gorgeous, just a simple point, stab, wipe, chip, split, is to tear the net in front of him to smash.

"Bell! Clang! Clang! ”

The sound of gold and iron resounded, and Ye Chu's body was surrounded by a faint breeze, and his figure was erratic and unpredictable, but it was slowly approaching Wang Qingshan little by little. After that, Ye Chu's wrist trembled lightly a few times, the sword body trembled continuously, and a series of bright sword lights appeared in mid-air, and after a slight sound, these small sword shadows suddenly coincided in one place, converging into a huge sword light, and bombarded Wang Qingshan's chest fiercely......

Wang Qingshan's brows were twisted fiercely, and in his ice-like eyes, this huge sword light was reflected, feeling the strength and terrifying strength of the sword on the Dao sword, Wang Qingshan's heart flashed a trace of unease, the palm of the sword was turned over, the long sword stood on the chest, and the vitality of the whole body surged out from the dantian, and the veins on the right arm were quickly cleared, and on the long sword overflowing with cold light, the spiritual light flashed, and the sword qi was swallowed.

"Bang!"

Wang Qingshan struggled to block the sword, a flush appeared on his handsome face, the right arm holding the sword was faintly numb, several veins tingled like pins and needles, and there was a warm liquid left at the tiger's mouth where the sword was held.

Wang Qingshan swallowed the blood that surged to his throat, the long sword in his hand hung down a little weakly, and he retreated half a step back. (To be continued......)