In the dark, Xia Qing, who was lurking in the bushes, slowly stood up.

When the Sword Pavilion Elder swept over from afar, he knew that he had been discovered, so he simply stood up openly and faced the pressure of this Heavenly Dao Gate Sword Pavilion Elder.

"I didn't expect a big fish to come so soon!"

"If you kill this Sword Pavilion Elder, will Xiahou Xuanfeng vomit blood?"

Xia Qing took a deep breath, his expression was calm and calm, but his heart gradually became hot, and the blood in his body gradually burned like a torch.

Until now, he has never seen his mother, he doesn't know what her mother looks like, he doesn't know where she is, and how she is doing;

When he was a child, although his aunt Yu Qiniang and Lao Taijun were very good to him, no one could replace his mother. Since he was a child, he has dreamed of his mother countless nights, and has run to his mother with open arms in countless dreams, but in the end all of them have failed;

Before his father-in-law Xia Changkong died, he did not tell Xia Qing what his mother looked like, but left a portrait of his mother. But when Xia Qing was excited, the painting was snatched away by Xiahou Xuanfeng.

In order to recapture this painting, in order to see what her mother really looks like, Xia Qing can do whatever it takes. Whoever stands in his way will be destroyed, and if there is a god in front of him, then put this god down on the ground and stomp on it so hard that it will never be able to turn over!

The Sword Pavilion Elder was very powerful, and from afar, he gave people a super strong power fluctuation and pressure on his face, but Xia Qing's expression did not change in the slightest. Killing on this nameless mountain will attract a big fish like the Sword Pavilion Elder, no matter how much the ordinary little minions kill, it doesn't make much sense, if you kill all the Sword Pavilion Elders, Xiahou Xuanfeng will really feel pain, so that he can't heal his injuries with peace of mind.

The night was thick, and the loud whistling echoed from afar, and more Heavenly Dao Sect masters were rushing in.

The Sword Pavilion Elder stood motionless, his feet standing at the foot of the mountain as if they had taken root, and halfway up the mountain, Xia Qing also stood still, ignoring the increasingly majestic power fluctuations in the Sword Pavilion Elder's body.

The two sides were far away from each other across half a mountain, and the murderous aura rippling in the air became stronger and stronger.

The Heavenly Dao Sect disciples gathered at the foot of the mountain were even more uneasy, and the invisible pressure and murderous aura naturally made their hearts feel a strong danger. On the top of the mountain, the Great Elder Ouyang Zhi, who had closed his eyes and was concentrating on healing, also woke up suddenly, and glanced at the Sword Pavilion Elder standing at the foot of the mountain from a distance, and his face changed suddenly.

"Young Master Xia, this is not an ordinary Heavenly Dao Sect Elder, but a Supreme Elder who guards the Sword Pavilion, he cultivated to an unfathomable level hundreds of years ago, retreat quickly!"

Ouyang Zhi's heart was heavy, and the soul transmission immediately urged Xia Qing to retreat.

When Xia Qing started the killing ring, he knew that it was not good, and he knew that it would attract Heavenly Dao Sect masters, but he didn't expect that the first one to arrive was a super master like the Sword Pavilion Elder. Even in his heyday, he was not the opponent of the Sword Pavilion Elder, but what about Xia Qing, could he stop the Sword Pavilion Elder's supernatural sword moves?

The legend about the elders of the Heavenly Dao Gate Sword Pavilion on the rivers and lakes quickly came to Ouyang Zhi's mind.

It is rumored that the Elder of the Sword Pavilion was not from the Heavenly Dao Sect, but a big devil on the rivers and lakes, who had killed many decent disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect, including many Heavenly Dao Sect masters. Because his swordsmanship is invincible, he is known as a generation of sword demons, and even the Heavenly Dao Sect head of the Heavenly Dao Sect at that time has no way to take him. Later, for some reason, he suddenly joined the Tiandaomen, and since then he has changed, from a murderous demon to a guardian elder of the Tiandaomen, the first sect in the world, and has been in retreat all year round, this stay is hundreds of years, from the guardian elder to the Taishang elder of the Tiandaomen, specializing in guarding the sword pavilion that seals countless exercise cheats and treasures, and guiding and cultivating countless Tiandaomen masters.

According to the wind, the swordsmanship of this Sword Pavilion elder is already indescribable, and he can kill people thousands of miles away. Because his reputation is so prominent, everyone calls him the Elder of the Sword Pavilion, and no one knows his name anymore. For hundreds of years, I don't know how many kendo masters have deliberately come to the door to challenge, but none of them can block a round. The people who secretly infiltrated the Sword Pavilion and tried to steal the treasures of the Heavenly Dao Gate were even more gone. It is said that there is only one guard in the most important Sword Pavilion, and that is this Sword Pavilion Elder. Although he was alone, the Sword Pavilion had not had any accidents for hundreds of years.

"Hehe, it's just in time. If you can't kill a single elder, how can you kill Xiahou Xuanfeng?" Xia Qing replied, without using his soul to transmit his voice, his voice echoing loudly in the mountains.

Ouyang Zhi knew that it was bad, and he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely;

At the foot of the mountain, the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect were in an uproar, one by one they were shocked and angry, and the faces of the elders of the Sword Pavilion also sank.

"What a big breath, the kid is really crazy enough!"

The Sword Pavilion Elder's face regained his calmness, maybe he was too old, or he came too quickly and quickly, and he took a breath and said slowly: "Young Master Xia, our head Heavenly Master has an invitation." Take a trip with the old man, everything in the past will be written off, and your mother's calligraphy and paintings can be returned to you, how about it?"

Although the momentum was compelling, the Sword Pavilion Elder did not make a move immediately, and invited Xia Qing to the Heavenly Dao Gate in a calm tone. There were many corpses of Heavenly Dao Sect disciples in front of him, all of them died in Xia Qing's hands and were fatally killed by one move, but the Sword Pavilion Elder didn't seem to see it at all.

"It's not good, I'll take what I want, unless it's ......" Xia Qing's voice came from far away from the mountain.

The Sword Pavilion Elder's eyes lit up and he asked, "Unless what, if there are any conditions, those that can be met must be satisfied." We can't be satisfied with the Heavenly Dao Gate, but I'm afraid that no one in the world can be satisfied. ”

The Sword Pavilion Elder's tone was calm, but between his words, he was full of confidence in the Heavenly Dao Sect. In terms of the treasures of the exercises, there are many places in the Sword Pavilion of the Heavenly Dao Gate, and I am afraid that there are more than the total number of sects in the world, and the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect cannot cultivate even if they are open;

"Alas, I'm afraid not, your Heavenly Dao Sect is really not satisfied. Xia Qing shook his head, his voice echoing in the mountains.

"Hehe, Xia Gongzi said bluntly that it doesn't matter, the old man will definitely satisfy you. The Sword Pavilion Elder smiled, confident and with absolute confidence. For thousands of years, there have been more masters who have opposed the Heavenly Dao Gate, and there are many so-called geniuses who have not been met in a hundred years, but no matter what the identity is, as long as he goes out in person, he has not missed a single time.

"Okay, bring Xiahou Xuanfeng's head, although I can't guarantee to join your Heavenly Dao Gate, it's no problem to go with you to visit the Heavenly Dao Gate. Xia Qing replied.

"Boy, you ......"

The Sword Pavilion Elder knew that he had been tricked by Xia Qing, and he trembled with anger.

"Old fellow, don't put your qualifications in front of me, the most annoying thing for Lao Tzu is an old thing like you! If you don't want to live, let the horse come, and if you don't want to die, get out." The world is turbulent, now is the era of young people, since you are old, stay in the Sword Pavilion and wait for death, don't come out and get in the way!" Xia Qing spoke to the point, deliberately stimulating the gray-bearded Sword Pavilion elders. Sure enough, the old guy couldn't hold his breath at all, and pulled out the long sword behind his backhand, which was an unpretentious wooden sword.

"Boy, the old man is already old, and he was determined not to do anything with people again before he ascended. It's a pity, you kid is too crazy, you forced me!"

The Sword Pavilion elder gritted his teeth and took a step forward with a pant. Then, leaning forward and not moving, as if in the immobilization method, he remained motionless.

"What kind of move is this?"

Xia Qing was unexpected, and before his words fell, his pupils suddenly constricted, and he found a faint shadow floating out of the Sword Pavilion Elder's body. At the same time, his eyebrows were beating wildly, and he sensed an unprecedentedly strong danger.

"Childe, be careful, this is the Sword Pavilion Elder's Yuan Shen Void Slash! Run, hurry!"

Great Elder Ouyang Zhi screamed loudly, regardless of the pain in his lower body, he stood up, and was ready to lead two pythons to rush forward to save Xia Qing's life. He is really anxious, he only has half a life left now, and it doesn't matter if he dies; Xia Qing can't die yet, whether he can kill Xiahou Xuanfeng or not depends on Xia Qing, he must not die here!