The two scimitars behind the black-robed man came out of their sheaths, and his body attacked Ye Qiankun like a ghost.

When he made a move, Zhang Zhen and Xu Feng involuntarily retreated, as if they were afraid of his sword energy.

Whew!

The two sword qi were one in front of the other, like a hamburger, and attacked from Ye Qiankun's front and back at the same time.

Since the figure of the black-robed man was close behind Ye Qiankun, the sword qi that came from behind was even more swift and sharp.

Whoa!

After the two knives were drawn, the double knives were put into the sheath, and the black-robed man stood in place, indifferent as if looking at a dead man.

Sou!

Ye Qiankun naturally wouldn't sit still, his body jumped into the air, and these two sword qi were about to collide together, but as if they had spirituality, they soared upwards and continued to pursue Ye Qiankun.

At this time, the Dragon Yin Sword had already flown out, Ye Qiankun grabbed it, and then slashed at the two sword qi that crossed together.

Bang!

The Dragon Yin Sword was impacted, and it trembled violently, and Ye Qiankun's mouth was numb, and he was secretly surprised by the spiritual power of the black-robed man, who could already threaten his life with only two sword qi.

These two sword qis, in the impact, were also shattered by the Dragon Yin Sword and cracked.

On the ground, the monks who were silently observing couldn't help but gasp, secretly frightened by the strength of the two.

Click.

Ye Qiankun fell to the ground, and the spiritual power attached to the Longyin sword was like mist, floating in the wind on the sword body, and the breath was extremely powerful.

Sou!

The black-robed man didn't know when, the knife was already out of the sheath, and at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, he waved his arms to meet Ye Qiankun, and the sharp blade slashed obliquely towards Ye Qiankun's body from bottom to top.

"Slash, slant at the common people!" The black-robed man's eyes were bloodshot, and a few hoarse words were squeezed out from between his teeth.

Ye Qiankun swung his sword to greet him, colliding with the blade of the black-robed man.

Laugh at!

The sword was sharp and piercing, and as it moved, it rubbed into a dazzling spark that illuminated the surroundings of the black hole, and was also reflected in the eyes of several people watching the battle.

Bang!

At the end, the figures of the two flew backwards at the same time for a distance, and the first head-on confrontation was a draw.

Ye Qiankun's eyes were solemn, this time in the confrontation, the black-robed man looked relaxed, but he had done his best.

From this point of view, although the black-robed people were both ninth-level cultivators in the Qi Refining Period, their strength was by no means comparable to that of the Xu Family Ancestor and Lin Xuefei.

After all, Lin Xuefei was only a registered disciple of the Northern Underworld Daoist, and he couldn't learn any good exercises, and his qualifications were very average.

And the black-robed person, who is under the same name as the Northern Underworld Daoist, is a disciple of the family, and both his qualifications and exercises are much stronger than ordinary ninth-level cultivators in the Qi refining period.

Ye Qiankun's heart sank slightly, if he continued like this, he was definitely not the opponent of the black-robed man, and there were people nearby who were eyeing him, if he wanted to open the stone gate under the noses of more than a dozen people, it was undoubtedly a fool's dream.

Sou!

The attack of the black-robed man came again, and the blade flashed with cold light and took Ye Qiankun's neck in an extremely ruthless manner.

Boom Boom!

The scimitar cut out bursts of wind, and the knife technique was like thunder, and the momentum was terrifying.

And Ye Qiankun could only swing his sword to resist, and once again met the scimitar of the black-robed man, this time the black-robed man had already used seventy percent of his strength.

The swords collided together, Ye Qiankun only felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and the dragon yin sword almost came out.

Ye Qiankun tried his best to grasp the hilt of the sword, and there was faint blood flowing from the tiger's mouth.

Bang!

The black-robed man retracted his sword, and then at a faster speed, he slashed at the top of Ye Qiankun's head, which was blocked by Ye Qiankun's horizontal sword.

Da-da-da-da!

Ye Qiankun's figure was quickly forced back, and he retreated more than ten steps backwards in a row, but he still failed to remove the black-robed man's sword momentum.

The black-robed man clenched his teeth, his eyes were red, and he leaned forward and moved forward in a strange way, chasing Ye Qiankun closely, and at the same time, his strength had been urged to ten percent.

Laugh at!

The knife qi that came from above directly shattered the cloth on Ye Qiankun's shoulder, Ye Qiankun gritted his teeth, and resisted the blood-colored scimitar above his head with all his might.

At this time, Ye Qiankun's sword was pressed lower and lower, and it was already close to his throat, and the opponent's knife was less than an inch away from his face.

"Ye Qiankun, I don't want her to die, I advise you to be arrested. In the distance, Zhang Zhen's voice came.

Ye Qiankun had to look distracted, only to see Zhang Zhen holding his sword in front of the red clothes, his face hideous.

The red clothes were taken hostage, and his expression was still calm, but he tightened his palms, and the sapphires hidden in his sleeves seemed to be ready to make a move at any time.

Seeing Zhang Zhen threatening himself, for some reason, Ye Qiankun's mind came to the pitiful picture of Ye Xishui being kidnapped.

Since then, what Ye Qiankun hates most is to threaten himself with the people around him.

Ye Qiankun was bitter in his heart, after all, his cultivation was not enough, and he was three realms behind the black-robed man, otherwise how could he be so clumsy and fall into disadvantage.

"Distracted in battle, you're looking for death. The black-robed man said lightly in a hoarse voice, the force in his hand suddenly increased, and he flicked away Ye Qiankun's sword, and then he heard a snort, and the blade slashed across his shoulder.

Tick!

Blood dripped down, and the three-inch-long slit on his shoulder, white bones could be faintly seen, and the blood that kept flowing out soaked his clothes.

Ye Qiankun's eyes showed a cold light, and the cold aura on his body was like nine cold days, cold and piercing.

The Cangshen Technique exploded with all its might, and the wound on his shoulder actually healed quickly, and at the same time, Ye Qiankun's aura also increased rapidly, and this terrifying spiritual power fluctuation shocked everyone here.

Chen Xuezhao's eyelids also jumped, his strength was about the same as that of the black-robed man, and he hadn't put Ye Qiankun in his eyes before, but now, Ye Qiankun's burst of breath made him feel frightened and invincible.

"It's over, it's my turn. Ye Qiankun's body was entangled with purple qi, and he held a sword in one hand, like a demon god descending to earth, holding his head high, and his eyes were glowing with coldness.

Scold!

The black-robed man didn't speak, but silently pulled out the second knife, and now Ye Qiankun has enough strength for him to take it seriously.

Snort!

The black-robed man held two knives and slashed out two four-inch-long sword qis, as if he was about to cut off mountains and rivers.

Ye Qiankun's expression was indifferent, and he only swung out a sword, and slashed these two points of sword qi in half, and at the same time, the sword qi did not decrease, and directly attacked the black-robed man.

Rumble!

The two scimitars that had reached the top grade of the first grade were directly broken in two, and the black-robed man was even more hit and flew sideways, falling to the ground and spewing out a mouthful of blood, staining the black and blue earth.

The black-robed man's eyes were gloomy, he was already seriously injured, and he lost the strength to fight again.

Not surprisingly, all the eyes present were focused on Ye Qiankun, and no one expected that in a desperate situation, Ye Qiankun would still have a chance to flop.

Ye Xiyan is even more beautiful, and his little cousin is really more and more amazing.

Just when everyone was shocked, no one noticed that the palm of the red cloth suddenly lit up with a bright blue light, and then shook Zhang Zhen, slapped him with a palm, and slapped him out.

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