"Taixianmen Chen Qi, come out and die. `”

If the sound of thunderous drinking, it suddenly sounded.

The low sound of the bell from the southwest seemed to have brought back everyone's spirits from a dream, and the people on the floating peaks around them came back from the previous shock, and they all looked sideways as if they had just woken up from a dream.

The streamer flickered, and the aura stirred.

An old man with a beautiful face and a broad posture, wearing golden armor, like an angry lion, stepped on the clouds and landed on the platform where the blood flowed like a river.

"Chen Qi, come on stage. ”

The old man looked in the direction of the Taixian Gate Fufeng, his face was sad, and he roared angrily.

This old man looked to be at least seventy or eighty years old, with a gray head and a vicissitudes of life, although his body was burly and straight, but his face, which had been blown by the wind and sand of the years, was full of ravines and wrinkles.

It is hard to imagine that a martial artist with such a high level of strength as him would look so old, after all, a martial artist who has cultivated to the True Yuan Realm, his own blood and qi are vigorous, his vitality is strong, and his organs are reborn, compared with ordinary people, he will look younger, and many old monsters that are hundreds of years old look like young people of twenty-one or twelve years old on the surface.

But this old man, like an ordinary old man, looks wrinkled and miserable, especially the messy silk between his temples fluttering in the wind, revealing a little bit of gloom and loneliness that is difficult to hide.

He held a long-handled heavy sword, the body of the sword was three meters long, about two palms wide, and the surface of the blade was uneven, with dark red runes wandering and flickering.

Above the surrounding floating peaks, there was a round of surprise.

"Someone finally stood up to challenge the people in the Taixian Gate. ”

"Haha, it's going to be fun now. ”

"Who is this old man? ”

"Hehe, the Fengyun Sword Conference is held once in a hundred years, and it is rumored that no one has dared to challenge the disciples of Taixianmen under the nose of Taixianmen several times before. ”

"Yes, and it was Chen Qi who challenged it. ”

"Isn't this Chen Qi the disciple of the Taixian Sect who was defeated in the tea garden that day in the hands of Di Yao, the heir of the Mixed Yuan Sect?"

"Yes, hehe, he threatened to fight Di Yao again, who knew that Fengyuntai was opened, and it was not his turn to take the stage, but I didn't expect someone to call him up to challenge him first. ”

"Who is this old man?

Although his strength can be regarded as a first-class powerhouse, in front of the Taixian Zhenren and so many elders of the Taixian Sect, he challenged one of the eight heirs of the Taixian Sect, which is really... Alas, look at the old man's creation..."

Many people are worried about this old man. `

Taixian Sect Sect Floating Peak.

Taixian Zhenren, who had been smiling and sitting calmly, did not change his complexion in the slightest.

The other peak masters standing behind him also looked the same as usual.

Only Taiqi Peak's face changed slightly.

And Chen Qi, who was standing behind the Taiqi Peak Sect, had a trace of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Being the first person to be challenged by name at this Fengyun Sword Conference is undoubtedly a shame for Chen Qi.

Especially in front of the other Jifeng sect leaders of the sect, Chen Qi was careful, this would have a negative impact on his future rise.

Of course, the most important thing is that he doesn't know the old ghost on Fengyuntai at all, why did he challenge himself?

"Master, the apprentice has discredited you. ”

Chen Qi immediately pleaded guilty to the master of Taiqi Peak.

The peak master of Taiqi Peak nodded: "Since you have been challenged, let's go on stage." ”

"Yes, the apprentice will not let the majesty of the master be damaged. ”

Chen Qi bowed respectfully.

But when he turned around and looked like a storm, his face was full of anger and murderous intent.

The figure moved slightly.

Shout!

The sound of breaking through the air is like a sharp arrow piercing through the air.

In the next moment, Chen Qi's figure had already appeared on the Fengyun platform.

"Who are you?"

Chen Qi walked towards the old man step by step, and said coldly: "I don't know you, why do you challenge me?"

"Don't know me?"

A look of pathos and hatred appeared on the old man's face: "The old man is Fang Guang of the Black Underworld Sect. ”

"The Black Underworld Sect?"

Chen Qi squinted slightly, thinking of something.

"Yes, murderer, do you remember the bloody murder forty years ago?"

Fang Guang's face was extremely sad, and he shouted angrily: "At that time, when the old and decrepit only son and his family of three went out to travel, passing through the hilly area, just because the little grandson who was less than a year old was crying and inadvertently disturbed you, you killed my son, daughter-in-law and little grandson, and hung their heads at the gate of the city, and no one was allowed to collect the corpses.

It's just a one-year-old child, who doesn't understand at all, and my son apologized to you at the time, you... You... You're so cold-blooded... Murderer, you are so cruel, you dream back in the middle of the night, have you ever felt uneasy?"

In the end, the old sect master of the Black Hades Sect was sad and uncontrollable, and in the eyes of the tiger, tears were rolling down, and his grief and anger were extremely high. `

"Feeling uneasy?

Hehe, what happened forty years ago, it's still such a small thing, who will remember so much. ”

Chen Qi smiled slightly and said: "There are too many people who have died under my sword, how can I remember everyone, so many people die every day in this world, the weak are like ants, what is the pity of dying." ”

Chen Qi smiled at each other, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him.

"You... Cold-blooded people, deceive people too much!

Forty years of pain of losing children and grandchildren, the old man endured it to this day, and he must ask for an explanation. ”

The old sect master was extremely angry, he had to open his eyes, his eyes were spewing fire, the golden light of the heavy sword in his hand flickered, and his anger soared.

"Hehe, the law of the jungle, that's the saying, what else do you want to ask?"

Chen Qi sneered disdainfully: "Old Sect Master Fang, you are also a handful of old people, why do you have to look at it so much, I look at your turntable, I am afraid that there is not much happiness to enjoy in old age at the moment, so why rush to report to the Ghost Gate?"

I'm going to open the net today, I won't kill you, you can step down yourself. ”

Chen Qi's words were full of sneers and disdain.

He didn't take this old ghost of the Black Netherworld Sect in his eyes at all.

This kind of old goods, where is it worthy to be their opponent?

Opposite side.

"Haha, good, good, good!"

Fang Guangqi trembled.

He knew it wouldn't be helpful to say more.

"Kill!"

The old man shouted, his aura surged, the light of the heavy sword rune in his hand flickered wildly, and the figure turned into a streamer and slashed towards Chen Qi.

This is an angry blow, and the momentum is also amazing.

Opposite side.

"Hehe, old thing, I don't know whether to live or die, then I will fulfill you. ”

A sneer appeared on Chen Qi's face, the killing intent flashed in his eyes, and when his mind turned, the dense silver aura lightsaber around him had conjured up.

He raised his hand and nudged it gently.

Woohoo woo blah.

Countless silver lightsabers burst out in an instant, like the trajectory of the Grim Reaper's scythe, blocking the endless space, like a violent storm, attacking and killing towards Fang Guang, drowning his entire person in the blink of an eye.

"Ahhh

Fang Guang roared frantically like a wounded and aging lion.

The rune heavy sword in his hand slashed sharply, knocking the aura lightsaber into the air, but his feet did not stop at all, like a fish going upstream, facing the wind and rain, constantly approaching Chen Qi.

Chen Qi's handsome face had a contemptuous and cruel smile.

The aura lightsaber was endless, and in the midst of the sound of breaking through the air, it continued to attack and kill Fang Guang.

Fang Guangcai couldn't rush forward for ten steps, the rune heavy sword in his hand was much more jerky between swings, and the sword body was even more mottled with traces, the sword momentum could no longer completely block the silver lightsaber, his footsteps staggered, and in an instant, four or five lightsabers broke through his defense and pierced his body.

Blood, soaring.

The old man's body was pierced, and the blood flowed for a long time.

But as if he didn't realize it, he still roared angrily, facing the lightsaber with destructive power, and rushed towards Chen Qi.

The aura lightsaber kept slashing at him.

Together...

Two...

Ten Ways...

Momochi...

Hundreds of scars appeared on his body.

It was only two breaths of effort, and the golden mang battle armor on the old man's body had already pierced and been torn apart, and countless sword marks all over his body cut through the flesh and skin, and the bones were visible, as if he had suffered from Ling Chi's criminal law, and it looked extremely miserable.