Chapter 37: Meet the Middle-Aged Swordsman Again!

Losing the impetus of the spirit power, Ge Ye's body shook and then fell downward.

But before he could fall a meter, Qin Wushuang, who was like thunder and lightning, had already flown in front of him, reached out his right hand and grabbed his head, and lifted him straight in his hand.

Chop the grass to the roots!

Although Ge Ye's consciousness had completely collapsed, Qin Wushuang was not sure if the immortal cultivators in this world had any strange spells that could reawaken him.

Glancing at the several Yunlan Sect disciples who looked like meteors in the distance, the young man decided to completely deal with Ge Ye before they arrived, and then left with a smile.

But at this moment, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded from below.

"Be forgiving and forgiving, since the little brother has already won, why do you insist on killing Elder Ge Ye, why don't you give me a face, let Elder Ge Ye go, I will make my own decisions about today's affairs, and I will not blame the past, how about it?"

Zhao Zhijing looked at Qin Wushuang with a smile on his face, his words were gentle, and he didn't seem to care about the fight just now, but even if he tried his best to hide it, there was still a slight greed in his eyes when he looked at the young man.

Qin Wushuang was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then a strange smile appeared on his face, and his deep eyes looked back and forth on Zhao Zhijing a few times, and then grinned and said with a wicked smile:

"I'm sorry, you don't have face with me!"

After that, he carried Ge Ye to the direction of Zhao Zhijing like a demonstration, and pressed his five fingers together violently, about to crush Ge Ye's head.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, Zhao Zhijing didn't expect the young man in front of him to be so arrogant, he didn't even dare to give him face, if it wasn't for the strange magic on the other party, he would have been killed a long time ago.

"It's better for young people not to be so vigorous, you know, there are people outside the people, there is a sky outside the sky, and a mountain is higher than a mountain!" Zhao Zhijing said with a sad smile on the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, with a wave of his right hand forward, a strong prohibition immediately came out, instantly locking Qin Wushuang's body.

As if he was tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, even if he opened the "Surprise Door", Qin Wushuang couldn't break free.

The huge gap in cultivation is really an insurmountable gap, but fortunately, I didn't choose to fight Ge Ye before, otherwise I would probably end up like this.

Secretly sighing in his heart, Qin Wushuang gave up struggling, although his body couldn't move for half a minute, but he didn't have the slightest fear in his heart, and said with an unruly mockery: "Yo, you're quite preachy!" ”

"Little beast, wait for me to torture your exercises and see how I ......collect them" Zhao Zhijing's face instantly became gloomy like water, his heart was churning with murderous intent, and he was about to speak, but he didn't want the young man's words to finish yet.

His eyes widened violently, and the young man looked crazy, and roared like a madman who didn't want to die: "If you are not angry, you are still called a young man!" ”

Boom!

The incomparably powerful overlord color domineering aura suddenly and automatically turned on, and an invisible terrifying fluctuation instantly emanated from Qin Wushuang's body, instantly enveloping a radius of a hundred zhang.

Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

Hearing the news, dozens of disciples flying from the Imperial Sword in the Yunlan Sect rolled their eyes and fell from the flying sword before they could react.

None of the Yunlan Sect disciples under the stone umbrella were spared, and they all rolled their eyes and fainted.

For a while, in front of the huge mountain gate, only Zhao Zhijing was standing in place unaffected!

With his eyes wide, Zhao Zhijing looked at the young man in the sky in disbelief, the surprise that the other party brought him today was too shocking.

If he had been weighing whether to take the huge risk of betraying the Demon Suppression Sect and swallowing Qin Wushuang's magic in the Spirit Source Cave alone, then now, when he felt this incomparable terrifying aura, he had already decided to take a risk.

"No wonder there is such a big thing happening in the Demon Sealing Land, the Great Elder doesn't care, but he wants to exhaust the strength of the whole sect to find this young man first, this kid really got a peerless inheritance in the Spirit Source Holy Land,

It's just that his own cultivation is low, and he can't really exert the power of these skills at all, if I get these ......"

As soon as he thought of this, a touch of madness appeared on Zhao Zhijing's immortal face.

The seeds of greed grew wildly as soon as they sprouted, and at this time they had already filled Zhao Zhijing's heart.

He knew that if he took this kid back to the Inner Sect, although he would be rewarded by the Great Elder, the amazing inheritance of this kid would definitely have nothing to do with him, how could he accept such a result.

"Wealth is in danger!"

Zhao Zhijing, who had made up his mind, no longer hesitated, took a step forward, and a brown spear appeared under his feet, and he came to Qin Wushuang's side in an instant.

Reaching forward, he tried to grab the boy and leave here.

It's just that before his right hand touched the young man, a powerful and incomparable invisible sword aura instantly cut off his right arm.

"Ahh

Zhao Zhijing covered the wound with his left hand, and instantly retreated dozens of meters, only then did he stabilize his body and look at the person who shot with a wary face.

I saw a burly middle-aged man dressed in white, standing on top of a huge sword box like a coffin with a smile on his face, and in his arms was holding a woman in black with a pale face but unbelievably beautiful.

The woman in black closed her eyes as if she had fainted, but there seemed to be some kind of magic on her body, which made people can't help but want to look at it.

Zhao Zhijing subconsciously glanced at it, and felt as if he had fallen into an endless whirlpool and couldn't help himself, so frightened that he hurriedly turned his head and didn't dare to look at it again.

A middle-aged man who could cut off one of his arms with his sword qi, plus a woman in black who fainted but was naturally charming, why did this pair of men and women with amazing strength but extremely strange appear here?

After hesitating for a moment, his brows furrowed, and Zhao Zhijing, who had no clue, said with a gloomy face: "Zhao Zhijing, the elder of the Demon Sect in Xiazhen, is arresting the most wanted criminal in the sect, I don't know why you want to hurt me!" ”

Although he was cut off by an arm, Zhao Zhijing was not dead at this time, and he knew that he would definitely not be able to beat the other party, so he wanted to scare the two people on the other side away in the name of the Demon Suppression Sect, and then take Qin Wushuang away.

Who knew that the middle-aged man looked up to the sky and laughed after hearing this, he didn't take the name of the Demon Suppression Sect to heart at all, and said with disdain:

"In vain, your Demon Suppression Sect has always boasted of being famous and upright, so many people bullied a child, and in the end, even the elders of the Inner Sect took it personally, I really don't want to be embarrassed at all!"

"Are you going to be an enemy of my Demon Suppression Sect?" Zhao Zhijing glared angrily, as if he was defending the reputation of the sect, but there was a strong smell of corruption in his tone.

"Hahaha!" The middle-aged man let out a burst of laughter again, looked down slightly at the woman in his arms, his eyes were full of pity, and then he raised his head and said domineeringly: "Even if you are an enemy of your Demon Suppression Sect, what can you do to me?" ”