Next.

Zhao Qingcian and Liu Xuan came to a restaurant not far from Wan'an Temple very early.

If the Mingjiao master and Zhang Wuji want to do some operation, they must not be so unscrupulous, and their hiding place is also far away from here.

Brother Cicada changed his face again and made a very ordinary little face.

Well, out of 10, he now has almost 8 appearances.

Anyway, there will still be a return rate, but it is no longer 100%.

As for Liu Xuan?

Don't ask, 5 points directly, it belongs to the ordinary to the ordinary face.

At this time, the two of them were lying on the window, looking at the Wan'an Temple that was heavily guarded.

Brother Cicada touched his chin, looked at Wan'an Temple, which was nearly 100 meters high, and said without looking back: "Zhang Wuji is my little nephew, he has now stepped into the realm of grandmasters, and his strength is extraordinary. ”

"But after all, this is the territory of the capital, I'm afraid of their sneak attack tonight, not to mention that there are great grandmasters coming to find trouble, and half-step great grandmasters are indispensable."

"If someone really wants to make a secret move, you can help."

Liu Xuan nodded, it wasn't too much of a problem to fight against the half-step Grand Master, but he still asked, "Then I don't have to take care of other things, it's as simple as that?" ”

Zhao Qingcian coughed dryly.

Lao Liu glanced at him and knew that there was nothing good about this surnamed Zhao, otherwise he would let himself go over to watch the play.

"That, the key is not Zhang Wuji, you don't have to pay too much attention to him, you just need to wait for Zhou Zhiruo of the Emei faction to be rescued, then show your intention and bring her to our meeting place."

Zhao Qingcian touched his body and took out his Wudang token: "No, Zhang Wuji will not stop you at that time, and Zhou Zhiruo will definitely come with you." ”

"After this matter is done, my son will take you to eat and drink spicy food."

"I'm going to talk about it for a long time, it turned out that you were a woman of the Emei faction?"

Liu Xuan suddenly realized, you went around with me for a long time, and the result was for my sister's paper?

Then you mention your uncle's nephew.

Gan, you're a real dog.

Zhao Qingcian ignored Liu Xuan's gaze, and just returned to the house with an expressionless face and took a sip of tea.

Of course, he also didn't pay attention to the swaying wine gourd, and began to meditate and cultivate.

Now all he can do is wait.

Waiting for many masters of Yipinlou to go to Wan'an Temple, he took the female ghost to steal the house.

In fact, there is no need to worry about this, the Great Yuan Dynasty is not as good as other dynasties.

Because there are few great grandmasters, the two strongest masters in Yipinlou are the two elders of Xuanming.

And Zhao Min can suppress them, in addition to using money to lure, there is also the great master in the palace.

As for whether there are other masters inside?

The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth.

…………

Time flies.

Night also fell early.

The sky is overcast, and the lack of starlight makes it a good time for dark nightcrawlers.

Liu Xuan also jumped from the window and disappeared into the shadows.

It didn't take long.

The killing cry rang out.

Wan'an Temple is full of torches and crowds.

And Zhao Qingcian glanced at the forum, and found that the posts were constantly being refreshed, and there were players speaking all the time, saying what treasures they had picked up, or how many times they had died.

But he was able to hold his breath.

He never left.

Until I saw that scene from the live broadcast room.

Burn Wan'an Temple.

The next second.

Zhao Qingcian was also dressed in black, so he jumped down from the window, stepped into the air with his feet continuously, and leaped to the roof a few feet away.

Landing silently.

When he uses light exercises, he is like a fluttering feather.

Next.

Zhao Qingcian constantly leaps over the streets, as long as there is a slight focus under his feet, he can come to a few feet away.

If this kind of body method is seen in people's eyes, they must know that even if it is a peerless light skill, it is difficult to use this kind of carefree and freehand posture among the masters of a single product.

As he got closer and closer to Yipinlou.

In this tower, which is also six stories high, many armored soldiers and martial arts masters rushed out one after another, and they quickly rushed to Wan'an Temple, wanting to wipe it out.

Obviously.

Zhang Wuji wants to save people, and Zhao Min can't be unprepared.

Even if she would let Zhang Wuji go, she would catch all his subordinates and the masters of the six major factions.

However.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind.

Zhao Qingcian stepped directly on the void from the roof of the street and leaped to the second floor.

Midair.

Sou.

A guard armed with a crossbow arrow had just noticed it when he was hit in the center of the eyebrow with a throwing knife, and his life was cut off.

The next second.

He also flew into the tower, kicking lightly against the wall, causing the man to fall to his lap.

But just as he was about to look up.

The killing intent is awe-inspiring.

Zhao Qingcian didn't have time to think about it, his body rotated and leaned back, and he retreated a few feet.

And he avoided it, and the ground under his feet just now not only showed a deep crack, but also stretched all the way to his current feet.

"Boy, your body is good, and you can still dodge my sword qi." The Grandmaster Swordsman sneered.

Zhao Qingcian didn't squeak, he just slapped the gourd, and Shen Ningyan disappeared in an instant, directly taking those martial arts cheats and treasures of the rivers and lakes.

What's in Yipinlou?

It's better to say why Yipinlou attracts so many grandmasters and masters.

Obviously, for the master of the Grandmaster, in addition to money, it is the inheritance of the great master of the Imperial Palace.

Otherwise, it is the inheritance of other great masters.

Don't talk about it, it's enough to have a peerless school anyway.

And the Grandmaster Swordsman narrowed his eyes, he didn't see what it was, he only felt that the red shadow was quite yin.

But he didn't care so much, so he drew his knife and slashed again.

The long knife in his hand is imposing, and the knife qi is attached to the blade, condensing but not hairing, half a foot!

Zhao Qingcian squinted his eyes and took half a step back, and a flying sword appeared in his hand, growing from small to large.

He held the long sword across his chest, put his fingers together, and lightly brushed it over the sword, and a sword flash flashed as well.

The face of the Grandmaster Swordsman changed slightly, but his aura was long and strong, he was actually an innate grandmaster, and he was not afraid of those fancy methods that had grown from small to big, but he just resolutely waved his sword qi.

Swish.

The sword light swept like a rushing river.

Pity.

No matter how dazzling the sword light is, the speed is a little worse.

Zhao Qingciao, who was originally rushing forward, suddenly bent his legs, leaned back and slid forward, and the knife qi slashed in front of him.

What makes people feel terrifying is that the sword qi is still full of strength to cut through the pillar and the wall, forming a tear-like opening, which all shows the true cultivation of this swordsman, which is really good.

And the next second.

Zhao Qingcian's offensive came, his body rotated, and the sword light was dense, until the Grandmaster Swordsman had several dead points.

The swordsman was also surprised in the face of this kind of swordsmanship.

But when he retreated, he didn't forget to sneer on his face, and kept counting at Zhao Qingcian with his left hand.

Bang bang bang......

In the entire Yipin Building, a series of muffled sounds sounded one after another.

Every time Zhao Qingcian avoided it, the wall behind him would explode a hole.

The true qi of the grandmaster master, coupled with the very strong fingering, is simply perverted and indescribable.

"What if you get close to me, do you really think that the Grandmaster Martial Arts will only release true qi?" The Grandmaster Swordsman sneered and swung his sword again.

Swish.

There was a two-foot sword qi coming towards him.

Meanwhile.

Zhao Qingcian also stabbed with a sword.

On the body of the sword, the aura was swirling, and it flew away.

"Haha, no matter how strong your blessed true qi is, it's useless, just leave the sword, you are looking for death......"

Rumble!

Zhao Qingcian blocked the knife qi with his silver-white hands, and burst back all the way, knocking out a hole in the wall.

But as soon as the Grandmaster Swordsman finished saying the cruel words, he was completely stunned.

Because the long sword that was supposed to collide with the sword qi lowered his head very suddenly, not only avoiding the impact with the sword qi, but also piercing his body protection qi that had consumed too much, and directly penetrated his chest.

Next.

Before the Grandmaster Swordsman could react, the power of the long sword came from nowhere, and it immediately pierced through his chest!

A line of blood splattered from the back of the chest.

But that's not all.

The long sword turned into a finger-long flying sword, and passed through the back of his neck again, flying all the way back to Zhao Qingchan's sleeve in his sight.

Subsequently.

The Swordman Grandmaster fell to the ground in disbelief.

And Zhao Qingcian didn't look at him much, just glanced at the masters of the Yipinlou who were constantly pouring in from downstairs, and then entered the crowd again.

He fought in a confined space.

Tai Chi swordsmanship has not been practiced to the full level, and it is not very easy to use.

But the seventy-two second-hand life-killing serial swords were enough to kill this group of guys.

At this moment.

As long as you are not a grandmaster.

The little grandmaster of the previous product is also a gift when he comes.

Otherwise, he has cultivated so many peerless martial arts, it is really better not to learn at all.

Cross-border fighting seems tough.

But he couldn't stand Zhao Qingchan's peerless, immortal martial arts, plus a flying sword holding a 'Lingbao' level.

With all the blessings, who else can stand in the way?

A fight for it.

The corpses of dozens of masters were left in the Yipin Building.

And just when he entered the fifth floor, Shen Ningyan finally held a stack of books and put them at his feet.

Zhao Qingcian looked at Shen Ningyan and wanted to show his true body to help, and hurriedly said: "You can't kill anyone, otherwise that half of the golden body will really be broken, just stay in the gourd with peace of mind now." ”

"Then what should you do, on the top of such a high building, you have to fall to your death if you jump down." Shen Ningyan stomped his feet eagerly, there were more and more masters in Yipinlou, and it was too late for him to leave.

"Who said I couldn't go?" Zhao Qingcian squinted his eyes, he put many books and small boxes into the package, and regardless of the many pursuers rushing up, he jumped down from a height of dozens of meters.

Meanwhile.

He swept his eyes at Wan'an Temple in mid-air.

happened to meet the extermination master who also jumped off the building, she still didn't want Zhang Wuji to save her, and desperately gave Zhou Zhiruo a meat pad, and she would rather die than pit Mingjiao.

And Zhao Qingcian himself was about to fall.

At this time, even if the left foot steps on the right foot, it is useless, and this kind of acceleration of the fall is really useless to crush the instep.

But the sword moves with the finger.

In the middle of the night.

The master of Yipinlou couldn't see that there was a flying sword under his feet.

Just watched him volley into the air, flew over a distance of dozens of feet, stopped safely on the roof two streets away, turned his head to look at them, and then drifted away.

All of a sudden.

Many masters looked at each other, and then walked to the edge and looked at the soles of their feet, and someone couldn't help but say, "Isn't that a product?" ”

"Groove, it's a product, otherwise what would he run?"

"Fuck, no one told me that a martial artist can fly!"

"......" Many first-class masters glanced at each other, not only we wouldn't, but the grandmaster wouldn't either.

But here comes the problem, the first-class master flew away.

How to explain?

And so.

Everyone looked at each other with a sharp heart, and they continued to hurt themselves frantically, making them bleed one by one, before they spoke at the same time: "Half-step Grand Master!" ”

"Yes, the Great Grandmaster is too much, the half-step Grand Master is just ......"

"Brothers, witty!"