This is not something that can be explained in a few words, it is an almost instinctive consciousness that has been generated after countless combat experiences, and it has long been integrated into his every move and move.

A little move was enough to make Liu Yun a little hurried, but Sima Qianjiao didn't plan to continue playing, because he saw that it was already a little late at this time, and if he continued like this, it was very likely that he would miss the time agreed with Hu Sheng.

Sima Qianjiao didn't worry about Hu Sheng walking alone at night, even if he didn't encounter anything to break the road, it would be very troublesome to meet one or two spirit beasts.

You know, now this is the territory of the Misty Forest, maybe there will be any spirit beasts in the forest to stay in the forest and go for a ride or something, if that's the case, it won't be fun.

The index finger and middle finger of his right hand suddenly joined together, and the pitch-black light was even more intense, and even the vitality spread out, and the pale white mist-like vitality continued to swirl between the two fingers on Sima Qianjiao's right hand, and there was a faint feeling of breaking through the smoke.

Just when the two fingers that stood together shone out a touch of pitch-black light, Liu Yun's heart beat uncontrollably, and the Changyuan Sword in his hand was attached to the Yuan Qi and swung it out without the slightest hesitation, faintly feeling a little bit of Yuan Jianmang, but at this time, Liu Yun did not have the strength to release the Yuan Jianmang.

The two fingers shining with pitch-black light lightly clicked on the body of the Changyuan Sword Yuan Sword that Liu Yun swung from, and a crisp collision sound also spread, with this crisp sound, Liu Yun only felt that a huge force was transmitted from the Changyuan Sword Yuan Sword to his hand in an instant, and in an instant, the violent impact of that power directly cracked Liu Yun's tiger mouth, and a stream of blood slowly flowed out of his palm.

It's just that this is not over, that huge force has already spread when it is pointed on the body of Changyuan Sword Yuan Jian. Sima Qianjiao's gaze was unprecedentedly condensed at the moment of his shot. The blow was accurately pointed at the gap that had collapsed earlier, and then dense cracks appeared along the gap.

Fortunately, Liu Yun's reaction was fast enough, and he directly threw the Changyuan Sword out at the moment, and at the moment when he took it off, the body of the Yuan Sword made of stainless steel had already shattered into countless pieces of iron, looking like something fragile.

A blow shattered the Changyuan Sword in Liu Yun's hand, Sima Qianjiao's figure did not stop at all, it swept to Liu Yun's side like a wind, and the two fingers of both hands slammed out, and the two Yuan Qi stabbed out like the Changyuan Sword, the one yuan sword stabbed Liu Yun in the chest, and the other Yuan sword pierced Liu Yun's right arm.

The two strands of vitality had already burst open when they stabbed Liu Yun's body, and the burst of vitality in an instant directly shook Liu Yun's right arm into a bloody blur, not to mention Sima Qianjiao's two fingers on Liu Yun's chest.

The two fingers that shone with pitch-black light seemed to be the sharpest Changyuan sword in the world, and without the slightest hindrance, it had already destroyed all the vitality in Liu Yun's body. When the Yuan Qi entered Liu Yun's body, it was like a violent storm, directly crushing his internal organs into a pile of residue.

It wasn't until two successive strikes of the God Slaughter Yuan Sword Technique that Sima Qianjiao's figure stopped, and even the sound of gasping never appeared.

The pitch-black light shining on his fingers also changed to his original appearance at this time, and there seemed to be a trace of blood on his fingertips, but this was not a very important thing.

The important thing is that Sima Qianjiao has already recovered a lot of the power of the God Slaughter Yuan Sword Technique that he has once cast, yes, it is such an attack that does not give the opponent any chance, it is this kind of attack that is sure to kill and die!

Here, Liu Yun's body fell lightly to the ground, like a ball of tattered cotton wool. In fact, at this time, Liu Yun no longer has the slightest vitality in his body, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as broken cotton wool.

Very casually, he took off the space ring on Liu Yun's finger and put it into his arms casually. Sima Qianjiao has done this kind of thing many times, and now it seems that there is a feeling of being familiar with the road.

After thinking about it for a moment, Sima Qianjiao had already decided how to deal with the Yuangang Qi warriors who were guarding the edge of the forest. In fact, Sima Qianjiao didn't think much about it at all, for him, it was just eight Yuan Gang Qi martial artists.

Kill it, anyway, it's not a member of the Shen family, Sima Qianjiao is so familiar with dealing with this kind of thing, so familiar that he hardly hesitates.

Not long after walking, they had already walked out of the misty forest, and the eight Yuangang Qi martial artists here seemed to be a little absent-minded, and they didn't even find Sima Qianjiao who appeared outside the forest at the first time.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting so long, I'm going to come here and surrender!

Sima Qianjiao said as he walked towards one of the Yuan Gang Qi martial artists. Just by glancing at it, he could already see what level the strength of these Yuan Gang Qi martial artists was.

And at this time, the closest to him happened to be the weakest of the eight Yuan Gang Qi martial artists, only the strength of the Eight Heavens of the Body Refining Realm.

These eight Yuan Gang Qi martial artists also reacted, and they were extremely vigilant at the moment and picked up the blade in their hands, the stainless steel Changyuan Sword. Seeing this neat and uniform action, Sima Qianjiao was also slightly flustered, when did Changyuan Sword become so popular?

"What about Liu Yun, why did he come out on his own?" one of the Yuangang Qi martial artists of the Tongmai Realm Double Heaven asked, his expression was slightly cold, and he looked very much like a master who killed people without blinking, but Sima Qianjiao liked it very much, because killing such a person did not have the slightest psychological burden at all.

"Oh, he's fighting spirit beasts, and he's a little unlucky. Sima Qianjiao gestured, but there was a look of indifference on his face.

The eight Yuangang Qi warriors looked at each other, obviously a little unable to believe what Sima Qianjiao said, but no one dared to enter the forest to find out, after all, the sky was already a little dark at this time, and they couldn't tell what kind of powerful existence they would encounter when they entered the forest, and it would be bad if it became food for those spirit beasts to fill their stomachs.

"It's better for us to take down Sima Qianjiao, anyway, the main thing in the family is him, and it doesn't have much to do with that Liu Yun. Besides, Liu Yun's strength is not too weak, and he can kill the spirit beast very quickly, but in this way, isn't the first effort ours?"

The Yuan Gang Qi Martial Artist with a bruise on his face said to the most powerful of the eight Yuan Gang Qi Martial Artists, and there was an imperceptible glimmer in his eyes. The latter seemed to be impressed by his suggestion, and then nodded.

"Since you are so conscious, it is not difficult for our brothers to come and tie yourself up obediently, and go back with us to see the head of the family!"

The only one of the eight Yuangang Qi martial artists whose strength had reached the Triple Heaven of the Tongmai Realm opened his mouth and said, there was a feeling of being in charge of life and death.

"Can you tell us who your head is?"

Sima Qianjiao did not resist and let one of the Yuangang Qi martial artists tie his hands with iron chains, and asked with some doubts, as if he was curious, but behind that curiosity was a trace of imperceptible deep meaning.

One against eight

Perhaps considering that the current Sima Qianjiao could not have much impact on the eight Yuan Gang Qi martial artists, one of the Yuan Gang Qi martial artists said with a bit of disdain in his words: "The head of the Liu family in Black Stone City, please come and take you back, what's the matter, can this specification be worthy of your identity?"

Sima Qianjiao said secretly in his heart, but after thinking about it in his mind, he didn't remember that there was actually a Liu family in Black Rock City? Although he didn't know which of the many small families this Liu family was, this was not a very important thing for Sima Qianjiao.

"With this specification, just a few scum of yours, you deserve to take me?"

Sima Qianjiao said with a smile, and the face of the Yuangang Qi martial artist who was waiting for him to speak with an arrogant face also turned iron-blue, as if he had been slapped out of thin air.

It's just that this silent slap is obviously more humiliating than the hand punch.