Accidentally!

What an accident!

Although the process of stepping into the divine skill is surprising, this is the result of accumulation, and it was still invincible not long ago, so it is extremely certain that the strength shown by Qian Xizhi now is only invincible at most, but it is the invincible realm of peak or even half-step divine skill!

He's progressing too?

Previously, when I was in front of the courtyard of the old man's village chief, Qian Xizhi was weaker than me at that time, but now if I hadn't accidentally stepped into the realm of divine skills, I would definitely only be in the middle of the battle with Qian Xizhi, but when I recalled the previous sword momentum that had not been recovered, I couldn't help but be awe-inspired....

Absolutely unlearned! The knife technique used by Qian is definitely a peerless grade! And the achievements in the knife path will not be low!

Shicai faced Zhao Ziqiu's unkindness in the world, and only by using Xiaocheng's trick of transferring flowers and jade to move words can he protect himself, and Qian Xizhi not only blocked the heaven and earth with a knife head-on, but also was able to do not change his face, although he had the advantage of attacking against attacking, but he had to admit that if the same invincible realm faced Qian Xizhi, even if there was a possibility of transferring flowers and jade to lose, it would definitely be more than fifty percent!

Is this the strength of the imperial court .... A few thoughts turned, and a trace of complexity could not help but pass through the bottom of his heart, one body and two sects, or two of the eight sects and six potentials, when it came to the true strength of the same level, it was only comparable to the head catcher of a mansion. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Hoo ....."

Got the wind? I felt the strange mess of thoughts coming from all over my body, but I reacted immediately, and at the same time, I looked at Zhao Ziqian in the middle of the courtyard.

Really....

The already messy and messy hair has been dyed red at some point, layer by layer, and the blood red that has become sticky into a pulp squirms down, looking extremely miserable, and Han Nijin, who is standing opposite Zhao Ziqian, has a miserable complexion, and his chest keeps rising and falling, which seems to be extremely consumed.

Seeing Zhao Ziqian's appearance at this moment, the idea of thinking that he had a chance sank instantly, although it looked extremely miserable, not even as good as Han Rujin, but the momentum of Ruyuan on his body not only did not disappear but became heavier, and the violence in it was even worse, and there was an indescribable madness hidden in it.

"Heaven and earth are unkind, what should I do?"

An abrupt cold sentence broke the silence of the fence courtyard, and as soon as the words fell, Zhao Ziqian's fierce eyes hidden under the blood-stained hair rose in vain, and the whites of the entire blood-stained eyes turned out, and suddenly said: "It's time to kill!" ”

"Whew!"

The futile eruption of madness was like a carving knife, scraping fiercely at any corner of the yard, and the fire that was burning in the middle of the fence yard had a feeling of being extinguished at any time.

I feel like Zhao Ziqian has become a sword! A sword that pierces the heavens and the earth!

Previously, each person had a sword against everyone present, but at this moment there was only this sword, but it was a sword that made everyone present tremble!

Walk! Gotta go! This sword can't be stopped! Previously, it was only Zhao Ziqian who divided his true qi into one percent, or even less than one percent, but now he is facing a period of total victory, and even far beyond his usual strength!

If blocked! Mortal!

The thought flashed, and the footsteps that stood in place were lifted in vain, but as soon as he wanted to take the next step, he felt as if he was stuck in place, and the step that had been raised could not be stepped down at all, and his brows could not be suppressed, and his mind that had been trying to keep it flat was also the first time that there was a trace of panic.

Is this the real realm? After seeing Zhao Ziqian's crazy appearance again, his eyes couldn't help but condense slightly, and his chaotic thoughts were instantly suppressed.

If you can't leave, then fight! Heaven and earth are unkind, and they should be killed, but it does not mean that they will be caught!

"Phew..."

With a light shake, the long sleeves of the flowing cloud shirt fell, and a cold instantly fell into the palm of his hand, and the familiar coolness made the strong and self-cooling mind calm down again.

The ink-black blade, the tarantula pattern engraved on it is so delicate that it can hardly touch the ups and downs in between, and the extremely shallow blood groove printed in the middle of the blade is like a line, familiar night, familiar feel.

The corners of his lips couldn't help but bend when he held the handle of the knife that didn't exist in the night, and suddenly there was a thought, did he have the same feeling as me when he explained the last knife in Tianxiang Tea Forest that day, there was only the target in front of me, and nothing else.

The sword shadow moved, and the movement was extremely abrupt, without any warning at all, but in the face of this sword shadow swept out, only a chuckle swept out of the eyes, because the target was not it!

Zhao Zijian who is reflected in the current situation is not a master, he doesn't think about any sect realm divine skill realm, all he has to do is to insert this knife into that person's chest, and use all his power to insert it into that person's chest!

"Poof..."The voice was very soft, so light that it was almost imperceptible, but the familiar feeling made my heart shake instantly.

Blood...

Yin was as red as the blood of the remnant sun, uncontrollably overflowing, and the corner of his eye looked at the red gaze that suddenly appeared on the chest of Liuyun Shirt, and his gaze couldn't help flashing, and he wanted to wipe it clean, but the hand he raised was like being filled with lead, and more importantly, he couldn't lift up the slightest strength.

His eyes subconsciously turned around, looking at the familiar black shadow on Zhao Ziqian's chest and wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh, because the black shadow didn't seem to affect Zhao Ziqian at all, but the next moment, the smile suppressed at the corner of his lips finally couldn't help but completely release, no one in this world can ignore the secret weapon of the Tang Sect, no...

"Do you know why the exercises practiced by Zhao are called the Remnant Yang Exercises?"

Hearing a sentence that sounded in his ears, he just wanted to close his gaze, and instantly woke up, looked at Zhao Ziqian's red eyes for a long time, and replied lightly: "I don't know, cough..."

"Hehe..."

Hearing this, Zhao Ziqian suddenly laughed dumbly in his mouth, and after laughing, the blood stains on his dark face suddenly wrinkled, and he said in a low voice: "Because when the remnant sun is about to disappear, it is also the most beautiful time." ”

After listening to Zhao Zijian's explanation, he nodded undeniably, "Oh, is that so?" ”

"That's right." Zhao Ziqian directly admitted that he spoke up.

smiled lightly at Zhao Ziqian, "So what." ”

Zhao Ziqian just smiled with a swarthy and sudden ruthlessness, "Then you are going to die, everyone present is going to die, go and bury with my Xian'er!" As he spoke, the corners of his lips grinned, his red teeth appeared, and he whispered, "And I don't..."

"Hmm." It wasn't until Zhao Ziqian finished speaking that his eyes flashed, and there was no surprise.

No one can understand their own situation better than themselves, they have been hurt by Zhao Ziqian's qi sword, not only the phantom jade true qi has been broken, but even the Liuhe Sutra has been suppressed to the limit, even if the night knife has been inserted into Zhao Zijian's chest, whether he dies or not, and I will die, now that I know the result, I will naturally not have any reaction to Zhao Zijian's words, but I really want to say that there is still a trace of change, a trace of mercy, if it weren't for Zhao Zijian saying it, even I myself might almost be imperceptible to the pity.... (To be continued.) )