With a snap, the Liuhe Sword shrank sharply, turned back into a red sword bracelet, and wrapped around Ren Zhen's right wrist.

Mr. Qi was wrapped in a black robe, and a pair of eyes came out from under the cloak, staring at the horizontal knife in Ren Zhen's left hand, flickering.

"That flying sword just now should be yours. You are holding a knife in your hand, and you are cultivating both swords, it seems that your ability is not small......"

He suddenly remembered that the person who fished in troubled waters before was also a master of using a knife, and he couldn't help but be suspicious of Ren Zhen.

Ren Zhen held the knife in his left hand and said calmly: "Brother Tai praises." ”

If you talk too much, you will lose, and he is not in the mood to talk nonsense with the surname Qi.

After a moment of stalemate, Mr. Qi spoke, "Your cultivation is lower than mine, and you had another big battle just now, and your physical strength was too great, and you are not my opponent." We don't have to fight hard, hand over the crystal, I'll let you go. ”

Ren Zhen didn't pretend to be calm, lifted the corners of his clothes, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and replied: "If you were really confident, you wouldn't have negotiated with me, and you would have taken action directly." And you and I both know that in the confrontation between the same realm, confidence is precisely the key to victory. ”

His voice was flat, and this natural demeanor invisibly revealed a strong confidence. He was not afraid of the other party, he could even kill the Changle real person of the quasi-eighth realm, and this surnamed Qi was nothing.

Mr. Qi frowned, seeing that his mind was broken, the killing intent around him gradually rose, "So, you refuse to give me the crystal, and you want to eat alone?" ”

Seeing a lot of corpses on the ground, he thought that Ren Zhen was trying to snatch the crystal, and he did not hesitate to fight against the crowd, but he didn't know that these people had already died.

Ren Zhen blinked and said, "So what?" ”

His opponents are the four major tribes, Dragon's Throat, Frostwolf, Hollow Bone, and Ariyu. Ember is dead, the threat of the Empty Bone Department will be eliminated, as long as the surname Qi is killed again, it will be difficult for the fish department to become a climate, and the next situation will be clear.

Mr. Qi showed his brush, infused with real power, and his eyes were cold, "If you don't eat and drink in a toast, then don't blame me for being ruthless!" ”

With that, he stepped forward, flicked his pen, and the pen slashed across the space, shooting out mottled ink beads, as if there were thousands of drops. If they are splashed on the white paper, they may become a dripping splash of ink landscape, but when splashed on people, they will be full of holes and have no artistic conception.

The ink rain came through the air, dense, there were no rules and rules to speak of, and with simple moves, it was naturally impossible to shake it.

But Ren Zhen is not afraid, this trip to the Arakawa, what he felt the most was to simplify the complex, with the purest idea, to solve those complex situations that are changeable.

The simpler it is, the more powerful it is, and this is the realm of true strength. It's easier said than done, but he's always trying.

Facing the messy splash of ink beads, he inhaled slightly, abandoned the distracting thoughts in his heart, waved the horizontal knife in his hand, and concentrated on blooming his true power, condensing his mind and sword qi together.

"Nine mountains and eight seas are one world, and if you gather a thousand worlds, you will become a small world. This world is multiplied by three, and there is no self continuously! ”

This is the ultimate divine consciousness of the Snow Drinking Maniac Knife - the Three Thousand Worlds.

If the realm is at the pinnacle, as soon as this knife comes out, the three thousand worlds will be broken, and any messy moves, I can't wait to cut them with a knife, which can be described as extremely domineering.

As soon as the knife was raised, the entire aura beside Ren Zhen changed.

The wind rose suddenly, and he was entangled in a dark aura. Different from the sword intent he had used before, this was his newly comprehended sword intent, like a dragon, hovering over the horizontal sword.

Airplanes......

He slashed forward, and the trembling sound of the horizontal knife sounded, clear and high-pitched.

I saw that the pitch-black sword qi exploded in an instant, and the dragon came out of the abyss, quickly devouring the front, fierce and fearless, setting off a frenzied wave of qi, crushing all the way, destroying everything that blocked its way.

In the face of the devastating knife intent, those ink droplets were so small that they couldn't compete with them at all, and when they touched the black knife qi, they were like rain hitting plantains, and they were quickly ejected away, unable to penetrate a bit.

For a moment, ink droplets splashed and scattered everywhere.

Mr. Qi's offensive was broken, and Ren Zhen's sword power still did not subside, and he continued to roll forward, approaching Mr. Qi himself.

Mr. Qi's expression was awe-inspiring, and in the face of the aggressive blade, he took a few steps backwards one after another, and after giving up the space to fight back, he suddenly waved his sleeves, "Banmen get an axe!" ”

Before he finished speaking, he saw a scroll float out of his sleeve, stretched out, and wrapped himself in the sword qi, trying to annihilate it inside, not afraid of being cut off.

Victory or defeat is often a matter of thought, and Ren Zhen certainly wouldn't stand there stupidly and watch the enemy's methods work. The moment the scroll flew out, he didn't hesitate and rushed towards Mr. Qi with his knife.

He knew that Danqing Dao was very similar to Confucianism, these literati danced and wrote ink, focusing on killing people with artistic conception, one board and one eye, elegant Swen, and did not like such rough Taoism as fist and foot fighting, and was not good at hand-to-hand combat.

And this is precisely his advantage.

As long as he uses his strengths and avoids his weaknesses and closes the distance between the two, so that Mr. Qi can't use his brushwork, then no matter how strong the other party's Danqing brushwork is, he can't use it, and he can only be forced to parry his attack, which is full of flaws.

Mr. Qi was obviously aware of this, and when he saw Ren Zhen rushing towards him, he hurriedly retreated backwards, and at the same time urged the wonderful scroll to block Ren Zhen's path and try to wrap it up.

However, his idea was too naïve.

The wind was howling, Ren Zhen's body writhing, ghosts flickering in mid-air, unable to see clearly, passing through the blockade of the scroll out of thin air, getting closer and closer to Mr. Qi.

Mr. Qi was shocked, and his pupils suddenly contracted, "You are the one who fishes in troubled waters!" ”

At this time, he recognized the Crazy Bone Clone Technique, and it seemed that it was too late, and the position of the two was only a stone's throw away.

At this moment, in the rear fog that was retreating, two figures quickly rushed out and stood beside Mr. Qi.

It was Wu Fu and Dianqing.

The dense fog was confusing just now, and the three of Danqing Dao were temporarily separated, but now that they are together, they can join forces to face Ren Zhen.

Mr. Qi was relieved and was scared out of a cold sweat. Fortunately, it was the two junior brothers who came, if it was Ren Zhen's helper, then he was afraid that he would be doomed.

He raised his hand to recall the scroll, stared at Ren Zhen, and sneered: "I gave you a chance just now, but you didn't do enough to challenge me. Now that the three of us are together, let's take your head and pay off the account just now! ”

He had just learned the horror of Ren Zhen's sword technique, and witnessed the treacherous transformation of the Crazy Bone Technique, he sighed to himself, knowing that once he was entangled by Ren Zhen, he was powerless to parry, and he had no place to vent, he would only be killed.

Wu Fei was secretly shocked in his heart, "Senior Brother obviously has an advantage in cultivation, but he took the initiative to choose to bully more and less, which is not in line with his previous style!" How strong is this person on the other side, why does he be so jealous! ”

When Ren Zhen heard this, he sneered, "One dozen three? Okay, I've heard a long time ago that Danqing Dao is a bunch of soft bones, bullying the soft and fearing the hard, and betraying the country to seek glory. Not to mention three people, even if Wu Daozi is here in person, what am I afraid of! ”