"Master!" Qingyi's heart seemed to be suddenly clenched, and a sense of suffocation and panic suddenly surged, and the whole person was stunned.

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Kong's body that fell to the ground expressionlessly, then slowly turned his head and looked at Qingyi: "I don't know what your master's identity is in King Mu's mansion, and I'm not interested in knowing." But now he's dead, and you, you, have to go with me. ”

Qingyi looked at the middle-aged man expressionlessly, and the anger in his eyes was barely concealed: "My master won't die!" ”

"Huh." The middle-aged man let out a sneer, "I forgive your ignorance. ”

Qingyi didn't speak, just stared at each other.

"Come with me, I don't want to do anything to a kid like you if I can." The middle-aged man said coldly, and at the same time walked towards Qingyi.

Qingyi gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and looked coldly at the middle-aged man who was getting closer and closer to him.

Her only impression of the Heaven and Earth Sword Pavilion came from the little knowledge that Ye Kong had explained to her, and she only knew that the meaning of these four words was one of the five great sword cultivation holy lands, and one person was one of the top forces in Xuanzhou who was a sword formation. In addition, whether it is the Heaven and Earth Sword Pavilion, the Mu Wangfu, the Tianya Villa, the Changshengmen, or the Snow Mountain Sword Sect, they are all just a title and a symbol.

Others may be afraid of these top powers.

But Qingyi will not.

It may be said that she has not yet had contact with these top forces, has not formed enough memories and impressions, and does not know how powerful they are.

But even if you know, so what?

For Qingyi, the only thing she knew was that the middle-aged man in front of her had killed her master. So at this moment, in her small heart, her only thought left was to kill this middle-aged man and avenge her master.

As for what the middle-aged man said, she didn't listen to a single word.

"Come with me." When the middle-aged man walked three steps away from Qingyi, he said in a deep voice, with a very tough attitude.

"It's not close." Looking at the distance between each other, Qingyi whispered.

However, for a middle-aged man who had already stepped into the Breaking Realm with half a foot in his cultivation, it was naturally impossible for him not to hear this voice.

"Close? Almost what? The middle-aged man let out a sneer, just stood there and stared at Qingyi, but after waiting for a while without waiting for Qingyi to make any moves, the middle-aged man's patience finally ran out, so he simply stepped forward and reached out directly to Qingyi and grabbed it directly.

But at this moment, Qingyi suddenly ran towards the middle-aged man and crashed directly into his arms.

Before the middle-aged man could react, Qingyi's right hand had already grabbed the middle-aged man's clothes fiercely, and at the same time, the faint true yuan in his body also began to work desperately, quickly condensing to his right hand.

Ice blade in the palm of your hand.

This was Qingyi's only means of attack, and it was also the only spell that Ye Kong taught her to use to protect herself.

Originally, in Ye Kong's hands, it was only a second to condense the ice ridge spell, but in Qingyi's hands, it took several seconds, and the length and sharpness of the ice ridge were far less than in Ye Kong's hands.

It's not that Qingyi doesn't work hard enough, but that there is indeed a big gap in her strength.

If she had the strength to enter the sixth layer, then the condensation speed of this ice prism would be shortened to less than two seconds. If you break through the shackles of the small realm of entering the Xuan Second Realm, then it can even be shortened to one second, and at the same time, it will also make the length and sharpness of the ice edge more lethal.

And now......

Almost at the moment when the true element in Qingyi's body was mobilized, the middle-aged man had already felt something unusual.

His face froze, and he glanced down at the little girl who crashed into his arms, and his originally calm face finally had a slight ripple: "Spell!?" How can it be! ”

The Heaven and Earth Sword Pavilion is in Xuanzhou, and has dealt with a lot of Confucian Shujianmen and Daoist Fuhumen, two sects that are good at magic, so I am afraid that no one knows better than the sword cultivators of the Heaven and Earth Sword Pavilion about the fluctuation of the aura of magic. Therefore, as soon as the True Yuan Aura in Qingyi's body moved, the middle-aged man knew what the situation was.

It's just that what makes him feel extremely unbelievable is that Qingyi is just a cultivation of the fourth layer of the Xuan, that is, he has just stabilized the fourth layer of the Xuan, how can he control the magic? In his memory and common sense, whether it is Confucianism or Taoism, or even Buddhism, magic and magic powers are the ability to start to contact and exert through the Xuan Realm, and the title of the realm of the Xuan Realm also comes from this.

Tongxuan, that is, "the magic of the mystery, the magic of the mysterious", and this is also the origin of the definition of magic and supernatural powers.

In the cultivation world, it is already a recognized fact that only through the Xuan Realm can master magic and supernatural powers.

And because of this, the middle-aged man saw that Qingyi actually had a surging aura of magic, although this technique was still very unskilled and very jerky, but this still subverted the conventional cognition of the middle-aged man, so he felt very surprised and shocked.

However, shock is shock, the middle-aged man is familiar with the power of the way of magic, and it is naturally impossible for Qingyi to hurt himself like this. The right hand suddenly moved towards Qing Yi, and a cold sword qi rushed into Qing Yi's body.

The sword qi entered his body, and Qing Yi suddenly let out a miserable howl, only to feel a hot pain in the meridians in his body.

This is a clear meridian that has been injured by the sword qi of the middle-aged man.

An ordinary Qi Refiner would not be so close to a sword cultivator at all, because the sword cultivator had the strongest killing method in the world: sword qi.

Once the sword qi is like a body, the damage to the meridians can already be said to be a very slight injury, if the meridians are cut off by the sword qi, it is the real big problem, it can almost be said that the path of cultivation is broken.

But Qingyi didn't understand these common senses, so she rushed forward ignorantly, trying to hurt the middle-aged man with her only means of attack.

This is the wolf nature honed by Qingyi's life as a beggar for so many years, even if you can't defeat your opponent, you must let your opponent know the pain.

It's just that the monastic world is a world that speaks with strength after all.

It's not like the secular world, where you can rely on brute force to occupy a place.

Qingyi's meridians were injured by the sword qi, and Zhenyuan was immediately broken, and the ice blade in his palm was naturally unable to be used, but because of the counterattack that the spell was interrupted, Qingyi directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person's expression became sluggish.

"He's actually a gifted Qi Refiner." The middle-aged man's expression finally became a little more popular, and he was no longer as indifferent as before, "It's a pity that it's this kind of waste, if you had joined the sect family earlier, maybe your achievements now would not have been more than that." …… Come with me, if you're lucky enough to be favored by Childe, then you'll be glad I took you away today. Of course, if you are not lucky enough to be favored by Childe, then you can only blame yourself for not being lucky enough and complaining about others. ”

Although Qingyi's expression was sluggish, her eyes were still full of the coldness that she chose to devour: "I will, will, kill you!" ”

"Then I'll wait." The middle-aged man looked at Qingyi and let out a sneer, "But I'm afraid you won't have that chance." ”

"Hey, she really won't have that chance." A cold voice suddenly sounded in the forest.

"Who!?" The middle-aged man's face changed, and he found that he didn't sense anyone approaching from the divine consciousness that he was spreading.

"Sure enough, it's a blessing and a curse. Hahahaha! The cold voice sounded again, and then a thin young man walked out of the forest, less than a hundred steps away from Qing Yi and the middle-aged man, "Look what I have found, poor lost man, this enviable purple luck is simply an irresistible temptation." Hey, when I met that madman in Mu Wangfu today, I knew that something good would happen, and sure enough, God treated me well, hahaha! ”

Looking at this neurotic young man, the middle-aged man's face also became very ugly.

Although he had only a quick glimpse when he was in the camp before, he also saw the figures of the two sides of the fight.

This emaciated young man was the one who was hunted down and killed by Mu Wangfu before. And to be able to successfully escape from the hands of the strong man in Mu Wangfu, he thought that he would never be able to deal with this kind of strength.

"Below is the swordsman of the Heaven and Earth Sword Pavilion Heavenly Star Sword, I ......"

"The prince of the Heaven and Earth Sword Pavilion?" The thin young man's face showed a little jealousy, it was obvious that he knew what the name meant, "However, this is not your Xuanzhou, even if it is the prince of Guanhai, what can it be?" ”

The middle-aged man's face looked very solemn: "This person may be related to something that our son-in-law is looking for, if Your Excellency makes a move, then our son-in-law will definitely not give up." ”

"You're threatening me?" The young man's face changed, his breath changed suddenly, and in the eyes of the middle-aged man, there were wisps of black mist emanating from his body.

Devil's Way!

The air around them suddenly froze.

"The juniors don't dare." The middle-aged man chose to bow his head very wisely, "It's just that the junior has some very important things to ask her." ”

The emaciated young man groaned for a full minute before he reined in his breath. Now that his whereabouts have been exposed, I am afraid that he will have to hide in Tibet for a while, and as his strength cultivation becomes higher and higher, he knows that if he is not careful and cautious, he will definitely be killed by the people of Mu Wangfu, so at this juncture, he naturally does not want to provoke another disciple of the Heaven and Earth Sword Pavilion who has secretly come to Chizhou.

"I'll give you five minutes to finish the question."

"Yes." The middle-aged man bowed, and then turned his head to look at Qing Yi, his eyes already showed a bit of sympathy, "It seems that your luck is not good." I don't have time to rub in with you right now, and I hope you can answer a few of my questions. ”

Qingyi didn't speak, whether she was looking at the middle-aged man or the thin young man, her gaze was still firm and indifferent: "My master won't let you go!" ”

"Your master?" Before the middle-aged man could speak, the emaciated young man had already let out a nervous laugh: "We were beaten into a hornet's nest by the starry sword array of the Heaven and Earth Sword Pavilion, why didn't you let us go?" Turned into a ghost? Hahahaha......"

Soon, his laughter stopped abruptly as if he had been suddenly choked by the throat.

Because a cold voice, which was no less than that of this thin young man, suddenly sounded from behind him: "Well, you are right. If you become a ghost, I won't let you go. ”