In the eyes of the thin middle-aged man, the originally snow-white sword body became fiery red, and several hideous cracks on the sword body were slowly getting bigger, and the surrounding air faintly became slightly distorted.

The thin middle-aged man who fell to the ground, his eyes showed puzzlement, revealing disbelief, and saw that several cracks in the fiery red sword body were slowly derived like spider webs, and the cracks became bigger and bigger.

His face was in disbelief, and he hurriedly bit the fingertip that had been scarred again, and a drop of dark red blood condensed from the fingertip, and after a while, it flew towards the spirit sword trembling beside his voice, and the blood merged into it.

After the blood fused in, the original fiery red sword body gradually turned snow-white, and the cracks no longer expanded, but the cracks like spider webs still existed.

The thin middle-aged man had a distressed look in his eyes, his face was as pale as snow at this time, and the two drops of blood in his heart caused him great consumption, and he struggled to get up, looking at Qin Yue's eyes full of viciousness, eager to crush Qin Yue's bones and ashes.

Qin Yue stood in place, wearing a cyan robe to show his slender figure vividly, his handsome cheeks were like a calm lake, and he looked coldly at the thin middle-aged man who was looking at him.

The original broken body of a fire dragon tens of meters above his head began to gradually recondense again, and his power did not diminish in the slightest, and the two hollow dragon eyes looked at the thin middle-aged man who was struggling to stand up.

The middle-aged man stood up, his originally meticulous head shape became abnormal, chaotic like a chicken nest, and his posture, which was originally like a master, was bloody, and his emaciated face was covered with dust due to the broken clothes, and he looked extremely embarrassed. He met Qin Yue's cold eyes, and a trace of fear couldn't help flashing in his heart, and then a trace of anger appeared on his gray face.

He was very ashamed that a monk in the middle stage of foundation building who lacked a platform was defeated by a monk in the early stage of foundation building, but he told him in his heart that he was defeated, and he was completely defeated!

Although Qin Yue was standing, his face was as usual, but the turbulent vitality in his heart was hurriedly and secretly used to unify the trick in order to calm the restless vitality in the dantian, and at the same time forcibly suppressed the blood gushing up in his throat.

Although the two of them shot out of the air, they were actually two people fighting, Baijian was a thin middle-aged man, and the fire dragon was Qin Yue, so the hundred swords were broken, the thin man was seriously injured, the fire dragon was broken, and Qin Yue was injured, which made the vitality in his body restless, and he almost spit blood.

The thin middle-aged man was very apprehensive in his heart, he himself knew very well that with his strength, compared to Qin Yue's current calm and calm, as if he was not injured at all, he could not and did not dare to fight Qin Yue again at the cost of death, and saw the two people with slightly pale faces in the corner of his eyes, and a plan appeared in his mind.

Elder Situ's order sounded in his mind, he had issued a military order at that time, thinking of this, he couldn't care about his face anymore, he said in a low voice: "I didn't expect that Sect Master Qin was hiding so deeply, I'm afraid the Dao platform is flawless." ”

"I know that the sect master's life creed is that he is unwilling to let go of any enemy, as long as it is an enemy, you will kill it with a sword, today I am afraid that not only will the next will fall on the spot, but these two Taoist friends who are watching the battle will not escape the fall."

The middle-aged man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his left hand, looked at the other two immortals who were watching the play, intentionally or unintentionally, and said slowly.

"When these two men saw that you were suffering, they did not come to your aid, but turned cold eyes to each other, for the enemy."

"Besides, if I die, you will be killed!"

After the thin middle-aged man finished speaking, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he stopped speaking.

Now within this Xuanshui Sect, he concluded that Qin Yue did not dare to kill him, and what he said above was half-true, just to let the two immortals who were watching stand on his side and deal with Qin Yue together.

This task is very important to him, once he fails, his weight in the heart of Elder Situ Law will definitely decrease, otherwise, the weight of completion in his heart will increase!

At that time, I heard that the object of the task was just a kid in the early stage of foundation building, so I hurriedly took this task and patted my chest, but I didn't expect that the other party was indeed a kid in the early stage of foundation building, but the actual cultivation could be tough on the other side and frustrate himself, he must be a flawless platform!

However, his knowledge was limited after all, and he didn't know that Qin Yue was actually a perfect foundation!

The two people who were watching the battle not far away originally held the heart of watching the play, but after hearing the words of the thin middle-aged man, the two of them were shocked and sank.

He looked at Qin Yue with a vigilant gaze.

The atmosphere was tense to the highest point.

Qin Yue was shocked in his heart, and his eyes became more and more unkind when he looked at the thin middle-aged man, and he said in a deep voice:

"I have no intention of being enemies with the two, but if the two of them want to make a move, I will teach them a profound lesson."

The tone is arrogant, full of invincibility, he didn't take the three of them in his eyes!

Qin Yue believes that when his strength is not enough, he can shrink his head and be a turtle, and when his strength is enough, he wants to be a tiger!

It's good not to mess with me, it's good to mess with me, that, I'm sorry, I don't have the strength and I still want to forcibly pretend to compare, so I can only give him a little bitterness.

The thin middle-aged man, after hearing this, was stunned at first, and then rejoiced in his heart, this person is too arrogant, but integrating my mind, I originally thought that it would take a little more to speak, but I didn't expect Qin Yue to cooperate with him so much.

The two of them, who were still hesitating, suddenly became angry in their hearts, and they heard the naked disregard from Qin Yue's tone, they were not cats and dogs but genuine immortals.

Although there was an angry look on his face, he was still very hesitant, and they saw Qin Yue's awesomeness in their eyes.

The thin middle-aged man looked at the two monks who were cowering and couldn't step forward, and suddenly snorted coldly:

"The three of us join forces, it's hard that he has three heads and six arms!"

"You think he's going to let you go."

Qin Yue stood still, looking at them, but his hands were holding two low-grade yuan coins, which were frantically absorbing, and the light of the yuan coins was getting dimmer and dimmer.

As if having made up his mind, a person slowly stepped forward and looked at the thin middle-aged man and hugged his fists and said, "In this case, I am willing to unite with you." ”

The other person gritted his teeth, took a step forward, hugged his fists and said: "The same is true below, I am willing to join forces with Your Excellency." ”

"Okay."

A smile appeared on the thin middle-aged man's face, and a hand reached out, and the spirit sword inserted in the ground broke free from the soil and flew into his hand.

At this time, the body of this snow-white sword was as white as silver, and the cracks like spider webs were hidden, and the middle-aged man's heart was low in blood.

The spirit sword trembled slightly in the middle-aged man's hand, as if telling its grievances.

The middle-aged man took out a pill from his arms, his face showed a painful look, and he gritted his teeth and swallowed the pill.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man's cheeks, which were as pale as snow, appeared rosy.

The two monks in the early stage of foundation building stepped forward one after another, standing on the left and right of the thin middle-aged man, like Dharma protectors.