In the night, Great Elder Ouyang Zhiqiang sat up and leaned against a messy stone.

Two pythons, one red and one black, slowly wriggled in the nearby grass, Ouyang Zhi was ready to die together, he couldn't kill Xiahou Xuanfeng before he died, and it was worth killing a few more disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect. However, after waiting for a while, the expected Heavenly Dao Sect disciple did not arrive.

In the darkness, from time to time, terrible screams could be heard in the distance, and the smell of blood was getting stronger and stronger in the wind.

Ouyang Zhi pricked up a pair of ears and listened attentively.

There was no sound of fighting, only a terrible scream, mixed with the echoing whistles of the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect.

"Awesome! It's all a one-hit kill, Xia Qing was a super killer before?"

"Also, with such an open killing spree, he is not afraid of attracting the masters of the Heavenly Dao Sect?

Ouyang Zhi was puzzled and deeply shocked.

Xia Qing, who transformed the Heavenly Chisel of the Immortal Kingdom into a Heavenly Sword, was far more ferocious than he imagined. This is no longer as simple as fighting back, but openly declaring war on the Heavenly Dao Gate and challenging this Heavenly Dao Gate!

Only when he cultivated to the late stage of the realm of life and death, he dared to challenge the Heavenly Dao Gate, the first sect in the world, for five thousand years, when had such a fierce and ruthless person ever appeared in Zhongzhou?

Ouyang Zhi couldn't believe it, and then, his heart became excited.

If Xia Qing created history, then he has witnessed this glorious history!

No matter what Xia Qing's achievements are in the future, he will definitely leave a strong mark in the history of Zhongzhou, and even, he will become the first ruthless person in the history of Zhongzhou.

A real ruthless person is not necessarily a cultivator who is dominant, but more importantly, he is ruthless, ruthless, ruthless to the enemy, and even more ruthless to himself!

In Ouyang Zhi's heart, Xia Qing is such a super ruthless person. After revealing his whereabouts, ordinary people would definitely hide as far as they wanted, but Xia Qing didn't, and in turn launched a ferocious attack on the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect.

"Chisel the Sky Sword, good, good, this name is good!"

"It seems that this Xia Gongzi is really going to dig a hole in the sky, and the new generation of human emperors is really fierce!"

Ouyang Zhi's heart couldn't calm down for a long time, and after taking a deep breath, he began to concentrate and heal.

Now, he was no longer worried about the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect suddenly killing him, he was worried about whether Xia Qing would kill too hard, so as to lure out the masters of the entire Heavenly Dao Sect.

The terrible screams continued, especially piercing in the night, and were heard far away.

Xia Qing changed into a night suit, put on a wide hat, and wore a dark night shadow cloak, swimming in the darkness like a night wanderer in Wuzhou, urging the wind to ride the fog like a ghost, looking for prey. As long as he was targeted, no one would be able to escape, and every time there was a scream, a disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect would fall to the ground.

There were at least hundreds of Heavenly Dao Sect disciples who participated in this mountain search, but it didn't take long for half to be missing, and after a short while, half of them were gone.

The remaining disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect panicked, and hurriedly gathered the team to gather the people together, and asked the Heavenly Dao Sect for help.

In the dark, Xia Qing lurked in the bushes and did not move, looking coldly at the remaining Heavenly Dao Sect disciples, letting them ask for help, which was exactly what he wanted, deliberately giving the Heavenly Dao Sect disciples a chance to ask for help. The more people who come to help, the more they will fall, and this nameless master will be destined to become the grave of the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect.

Under the hazy moonlight, the dark light of the Sky Chisel Sword in Xia Qing's hand floated.

After devouring the blood of dozens of Heavenly Dao Sect disciples, there were more runes on the sword's body, densely layered on top of each other, like blooming rune flowers, and like half-open and half-closed demonic eyes, which seemed to capture the souls of the Heavenly Dao Sect disciples. It looks beautiful and stunning, but it is also strange and weird, and its sharp edge gives people an inexplicable danger, which gives the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect a feeling of palpitations from a distance.

Treasures are often sacrificed to the end, and the same is true for the Sky Sword.

It's just that ordinary treasures need to be sacrificed with the blood and qi of the master, but Xia Qing uses the blood essence of the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect. The more prey that died under his sword, the sharper the sword became, and gradually showed a unique verve.

The flames were soaring into the sky, and there was a roar in the distance, and the reinforcements from the Heavenly Dao Gate came, coming faster than expected. For masters, the time for a cup of tea for dozens of miles will arrive, or even faster. The remnants gathered at the foot of the mountain cheered, and in the bushes halfway up the mountain, Xia Qing was expressionless, quietly waiting for the arrival of the prey.

Great Elder Ouyang Zhi really didn't guess wrong, he was going to challenge the entire Heavenly Dao Gate tonight, and the fierce Heavenly Sword made him feel a lot more confident, and he couldn't wait for Chongyang Night to start moving. On the one hand, he wanted to try his best to kill Xiahou Xuanfeng's henchmen and weaken the strength of the Heavenly Dao Gate, and on the other hand, he deliberately did not let Xiahou Xuanfeng heal his injuries with peace of mind.

In the battle of the Tiandaomen Palace, Ouyang Zhi and his party suffered heavy casualties, and they were almost wiped out by Xiahou Xuanfeng, but Xiahou Xuanfeng also paid a huge price, and his body suffered unprecedented heavy damage. As long as he continues to harass and stimulate, it is very likely that Xiahou Xuanfeng will not be able to calm down and heal his injuries with peace of mind, so the opportunity for the Chongyang Night Battle will come.

Xia Qing seems to be reckless and impulsive, but in fact, he has already had a plan, everything is to kill Xiahou Xuanfeng. Kill this big devil and destroy the Heavenly Dao Gate, and the portrait of the mother will naturally be available. At that time, all the traps laid by Xiahou Xuanfeng on his mother's portrait automatically failed.

Xia Qing lurked quietly in the bushes, motionless like a Wuzhou stone statue with no temperature and no emotional fluctuations.

The sword light flickered, and a flying sword flew out of the darkness violently, and an old man in Tsing Yi stepped on the flying sword and was the first to arrive.

"See the Sword Pavilion Elder!"

The disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect gathered at the foot of the mountain bowed and saluted in unison, and they became excited one by one.

Originally, these people were all nervous and panicked, not knowing when Xia Qing would suddenly kill, gathered back to back, did not dare to go up the mountain, or even dare to retreat, for fear that they would suffer from Xia Qing's poisonous hands as soon as they dispersed. Now, as soon as the Sword Pavilion Elder arrived, everyone was relieved. In the Heavenly Dao Sect, the Sword Pavilion Elder may not be the strongest master, but he is definitely the most experienced. According to the wind, the swordsmanship has long been superb, and it is even more powerful than the head of the heavenly master Xiahou Xuanfeng, and he is known as the great master of swordsmanship. With the Sword Pavilion Elder pressing the formation beside him, he would not be afraid of Xia Qing's sneak attack.

"Where are the people? found the kid surnamed Xia?"

The Sword Pavilion Elder asked, and without waiting for the Heavenly Dao Sect disciples to answer, he suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction where Xia Qing was.

The night was so thick that the naked eye couldn't see where Xia Qing was hiding, and he couldn't even sense Xia Qing's breath. However, the Sword Pavilion Elder clearly sensed a sword aura, which was the fluctuation emitted by the Sky Cutting Sword. This fluctuation shocked the heart of the Sword Pavilion Elder who had practiced swordsmanship all his life, and an indescribable danger arose in his heart.

The Sword Pavilion Elder, who had been in a high position all the year round, was already not angry and mighty, the pupils of his eyes suddenly constricted, and the sword behind his back trembled spontaneously. The surrounding disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect, who were originally relieved, shook their bodies and felt a strong murderous aura. In an instant, the Sword Pavilion Elder seemed to have turned into a long sword that pierced the sky.

The disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect trembled, feeling even more uneasy.