With a flying sword, Zhao Qingcian instantly killed five masters of the West Factory.

"Flying swords?"

"Where does this person come from?"

"Ximen blowing snow, it doesn't make sense, I haven't heard that Ximen blowing snow can use swordsmanship."

The dozens of people in the inn who were fighting were all stunned on the spot, looking at him with horror on their faces, and they couldn't understand where this person learned the art of the sword.

Because they can all see Zhao Qingcia's first-grade realm, it is definitely not to control the sword with qi!

Obviously, this is true swordsmanship.

Most of the people who died were from the West Factory, and five first-class masters died directly.

How Jia Yan didn't get angry, he immediately shouted angrily: "The surname Cao, you won't kill me." ”

Boom.

The wooden door of a house was smashed through.

Dongchang Cao Shaoqin's face was cold, accompanied by broken wood and sword qi, and he slammed into Zhao Huai'an and Qiu Moyan.

And Jia Yan saw that Ma Jinliang was dragged by Liu Xuan, and Lu Xiaochuan was just a little grandmaster, so he jumped up to the second floor himself, walking in an extremely strange but dexterous way, the speed was extremely fast, and he suddenly killed in front of Brother Cicada.

Cracking sound.

The sword body is intertwined, constantly blooming sparks.

Both have reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

Not only fast enough, but tricky enough.

Outcome.

A careless move.

Jia Yan picked up the latter's long sword with a sword, until Zhao Qingcian's eyebrows pierced.

Boom!

The floor under Brother Cicada's feet exploded again, and he leaned back and kept retreating, but the sword qi in front of his eyebrows was always more than a foot long from him.

Immediately afterward, there was another loud bang.

Zhao Qingcian smashed through the earthen wall and retreated into the rainy night, and the sword qi could rub his cheek, stabbing a hole in the puddle.

And Jia Yan, as the head of the West Factory, has learned the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, coupled with a strong internal strength of the grandmaster, he is really not afraid of the very weird swordsmanship.

He kept sneering as he approached: "The swordsmanship is already rare, if you don't find a deep mountain and old forest to cultivate, dare to find trouble with my West Factory, you will have no life today." ”

Swish.

Zhao Qingcian avoided a sword aura again, kicked with his left foot, splashing a wave of water, and after he dodged it, he also smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will make another move of the sword technique and let you die tonight?" ”

"Joke, you're only a good cultivator, how many times can you use it even if you have the Imperial Sword Technique?"

Brother Cicada was silent.

The gap between a martial arts master and an ordinary first-class master is here.

Even if they are afraid of swordsmanship, these guys also understand a truth, the more rare swordsmanship, the more it will be consumed.

Even if he knew that he was not using qi to control the sword, he also knew that he would also have other aspects of wear and tear.

The next second.

Resurrection.

Zhao Qingcian squinted his eyes, his head involuntarily raised back slightly, and a sword qi slashed over his head, but the qi machine left behind cut the rain into two for a short time, and only then did he cut a crack in the earthen wall behind him.

Thundered.

A bolt of lightning struck near the two men.

This second.

The two shot at the same time.

Bite~

This was a crisp sound, but around the two swords, the rain was instantly vaporized.

Jia Yan's face was cold, and he was surprised in his heart that the opponent's internal strength was really extraordinary, and he dared to fight hard with himself.

But his wrist shook slightly, and the already erect sword body leaned slightly, and he handed out a sword qi.

Swish.

It was like a silver thread, and it had just cut through the rain curtain before it came to the latter.

The sword qi in Zhao Qingcian's eyes continued to amplify, he raised his sword to block it, and his fingers flicked lightly on the sword.

Airplanes!

The sword body in his hand trembled slightly, and thousands of raindrops rushed forward, colliding with the incoming sword qi, and also exploded in front of his eyes.

But Jia Yan's speed was even faster, and he was already accompanied by several sword qi that stabbed over, and it exploded.

It's just that Zhao Qingcian twisted his feet and kicked out a water curtain again, only to see that the moment the sword qi just broke through the water curtain, he was all shattered with the tip of his sword.

This kind of extremely fast swordsmanship is simply unimaginable.

However, Jia Yan was less than a foot away, and he shouted: "Take your life!" ”

Bite.

Jia Yan picked up his long sword again, but Zhao Qingcian dragged the sword body with the Taiji sword to unload the strength aside.

The two slapped each other when they were wrong.

The air exploded.

Zhao Qingcian took a few steps back, and Jia Yan only took half a step back.

"Yes, but I'll see how much internal strength you have left." Jia Yan sneered again and again, this person didn't dare to turn the long sword in his hand into a flying sword, which showed that he didn't have the ability to kill with one blow.

Next.

The two swords kept clashing, and sparks burst out.

Coupled with Jia Yan's sword qi, the rain curtain around Zhao Qingcian had already been cut.

Obviously.

These sword qi, as long as Zhao Qingcian resists hard, he will be hit hard.

And the lethality of the grandmaster is far from being comparable to that of a first-class master!

If it weren't for his three-dimensional attributes and too much learning, he would have been unable to support it a long time ago.

Bite!

Another crash.

The man who was too handsome was still turned into a soup chicken at this time, and he was still pressed back by the force.

And Jia Yan attacked closely, and a sword qi swept across his legs, slashing him off the road.

Zhao Qingciao's face changed slightly, and he was about to turn over from the top of his head, he rushed up and down with his feet, and flew upside down in mid-air with sword moves, constantly killing Jia Yan.

Pity.

Another sword aura approached.

Zhao Qingcian had just landed on the ground and shattered that sword qi.

Jia Yan's speed suddenly skyrocketed, and finally a sword stabbed into his chest.

Sting.

The golden silk silkworm armor of the Western Regions was penetrated, and the long sword came out of the body.

At the same time.

Zhao Qingcian also spat blood in his mouth, and slapped Jia Yan away for several feet.

The next second.

Both of them lay in pools of blood, motionless......

I don't know how long it took.

Zhao Qingcian spit out a stream of blood from his mouth again, and then he opened his eyes and had a great difficulty to stand up.

Kejayan ......

But he couldn't stand up.

Because that palm...

The palm power was not too strong, but another flying sword flew out of his sleeve, really piercing his heart, and it still stayed in his body.

At this time, Jia Yan was lying on the ground panting, looking at him with a hideous and unwilling face, unable to believe that this son was pierced through the heart and was not dead.

Is it possible?

Is it really martial arts luck against the sky, this person's heart naturally grows on the right side?

More importantly, it is.

The long sword in Zhao Qingchan's hand was originally transformed by that flying sword.

Jia Yan didn't expect that he would have a second flying sword.

This had to make him spit blood and scold angrily: "You... You little! ”

Zhao Qingcian ignored it, just gritted his teeth and stood up, held the sword with his left hand, and pulled out the long sword inserted into his chest inch by inch.

And the blood that was about to flow out of the chest was naturally stopped.

Then, he hooked his fingers, and a small flying sword burst out of Jia Yan's body, and staggered back into his sleeve.

Up to this point.

Zhao Qingcian cautiously glanced at the Longmen Inn, looked back at him with a smile, and said in a concentrated voice: "Accept it or not?" ”

Jia Yan was stunned.

Can you still make a condensation of sounds?

Groove, you're not seriously injured?

Even if you don't have a heart in your left chest, you shouldn't be.

Suddenly.

The old eunuch realized that Zhao Qingchan's battle with himself just now should be calculating himself from the beginning to the present.

Right.

Counting outsiders don't know the number of his flying swords.

Outsiders guessed that his heart was not in his left chest.

"Poof......

Jia Yan spurted out a mouthful of blood and completely swallowed.

The rain hit his eyes, and he didn't blink.

Meanwhile.

The brawl at the Dragon Gate Inn finally stopped, but just when someone opened the door, they saw Zhao Qingcian limping back.

And Jia Yan, the real grandmaster master, has already fallen in a pool of blood.

Obviously, in this kind of icy rain, Jia Yan's body was so cold that he even had a chance to take advantage of the heat.

"Big stall."

"Kill him." Everyone in the West Factory drew their swords and rushed forward.

Pity.

Liu Xuan stepped forward to block in front of Zhao Qingchan, coupled with his performance just now, it really made everyone in Xichang dare not move.

And Cao Shaoqin also sneered: "It was all negotiated in the inn just now, but now it's a little inappropriate to fight for a dead man, right?" ”

"Cao Shaoqin!" Ma Jinliang, the second gear head of the West Factory, clenched his fists.

"The big stall of my East Factory, you dare to call me by my name, who do you think you are?" Cao Shaoqin glanced at him, then turned around and said, "Yuhuatian himself hasn't come yet, and your big stall is dead again, so you all have to listen to this seat!" ”

All of a sudden.

The scene was very embarrassing.

There was civil strife in the east and west factories.

Zhao Qingcian was also watched by everyone, and was helped back to the Dragon Gate Inn by Liu Xuan.

But there is a point.

The piercing sword wound on his chest and back made Cao Shaoqin and the others' eyes light up, and a thought also rose in their hearts: "This person's heart is not on the left side??" ”

"So his Achilles' heel is in the right atrium?"

Cao Shaoqin thought in his heart: "Then Jia Yan died without a loss." ”

…………

Inside the house.

Zhao Qingcian used the top healing medicine applied externally and internally, and meditated with a smile to heal his wounds.

Well.

Qiankun has been moved, and the internal organs have not been injured by the sword qi, which is naturally a skin injury, and it was all pretended just now.

And when Liu Xuan saw his shameless appearance, he couldn't help but want to laugh, but he could only say softly: "Another grandmaster master, happy?" ”

"Ang, there will be more people in the future, especially the kendo realm has been slightly improved, but it's uncomfortable." Zhao Qingcian narrowed his eyes.

Kendo value +6.5%, and now his kendo value is 25%, and the lethality of swordsmanship has skyrocketed.

Boxing value +3.5%, now 12.8%.

He believed that if he increased the kendo value to 100% before the grandmaster, he would be able to pierce the great grandmaster's body protection qi.

Still.

Piercing doesn't mean you can kill.

The Great Grandmaster's reflexes were too fast.

Unless his sword mastery has undergone a qualitative change, it will still be difficult for him to pose a threat to the Great Grandmaster in the Yipin realm.

As for the battle inside the Dragon Gate Inn, it doesn't continue.

Because they also understand that if this kind of chaotic war continues, everyone will probably not survive.

If it continues to fight like this, the guy who is hiding in the dark to stir up trouble will come to a praying mantis to catch cicadas and yellow finches.

And to see this scene.

Jin Zhuyu, the mastermind behind the scenes, also came out scolding and asked them to stop fighting.

And so.

Although the atmosphere in the inn has eased, it has also become calm before the storm.

It won't take much when the time comes.

All it takes is a fuse for everyone to start a never-ending battle again.

Until......

The last group, the last man.

And this is the fuse......

It's really fast.

……

ps: Just coded out.,Think about it.,It's sent.,Let's see the situation tomorrow.。