Li Zhenzhen's eyes already flashed with fear.

This woman and Murong Qiudi generally have the ability to see through people's hearts, but he can see that Ziqin has already developed murderous intent against the seven of them.

The most important thing is that Li Zhenzhen knows some of Ziqin's details.

An unborn swordsmanship wizard, a genius praised by Yan Thirteen, and recently learned a lot of swordsmanship that is rare in the world.

The swordsmanship of the Seven Great Sword Sects all have memories in this person's mind.

Such a person was already terrifyingly strong, but what was even more terrifying was that the disciples of their seven major sects did not have the slightest secret in front of this person.

Li Zhenzhen never wanted to die, what Li Zhenzhen wanted most was to become a woman like Murong Qiudi.

"We have no grudges."

Li Zhenzhen gritted her teeth and spoke, she originally wanted to gather the strength of six people to fight Ziqin, but in the end she gave up this idea.

Because there was no need to assemble, these six people naturally met with Dou Ziqin, but her ideal thing to do was to try to persuade Ziqin with words.

As Li Zhenzhen himself said, they have no grudges, and they don't need to fight.

Although there are fights everywhere in this river and lake, killing people also needs a reason, but Ziqin doesn't seem to have a reason to kill them.

"Of course we have no grudges, I don't know the seven of you at all."

Ziqin replied indifferently that there was no need for him to lie here.

"We may not need to fight, I know you have to kill Xie Sanshao, although the seven of us are not masters, we can always give you a little help."

Li Zhenzhen lifted the long hair on her forehead, she felt that she already had some possibilities to persuade Ziqin.

This woman was a master of observing words and feelings, and he could see that Ziqin didn't actually have any negative emotions such as anger or hatred against the seven of them.

In such a relationship, it seems that it is not difficult to convince a person not to fight against him.

"You guys, don't deserve to do it with Xie Sanshao, even if I bring you, I'm just bringing a bunch of burdens."

However, Ziqin's words were unexpected.

The woman's face changed slightly, and a feeling of uneasiness appeared in her heart, but she was still smiling, because she knew very well that most of the time laughter was the solution to the problem, not a thunderstorm, which would only make her die faster.

"Even if we can't help you fight against Xie Sanshao, we can always help you do something, the seven major factions of martial arts always have their own advantages."

Li Zhenzhen continued to speak, her tongue was extremely powerful, but she pointed it out in one word, but they were people from the seven major factions of martial arts, if they died, Ziqin's future life would definitely not be good.

"The Seven Great Sects of Martial Arts naturally have their own advantages, and the swordsmanship of the Seven Great Sects is also the most brilliant martial arts in this Jianghu, and this is also the best gift that Murong Qiudi has prepared for me."

A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Ziqin's mouth.

Li Zhenzhen's heart sank, and she suddenly found that although this man seemed to be gentle, did not seem to be the slightest ruthless, or hideous, but this man maintained a silent attitude towards everything.

Even if this man kills hundreds of people in an instant, I'm afraid he won't frown.

Such a person seems harmless, but in fact it is the most terrifying, and anyone who underestimates such a person will definitely regret it to death.

Li Zhenzhen didn't underestimate Ziqin, but the people of the other six factions were already impatient.

They are all the elites of their respective sects, none of them have ever heard of Ziqin's name, they originally gave Ziqin face only because of Murong Qiudi, because of Tianzun, if it weren't for Tianzun, how could they serve a teenager.

Although the reputation of the ruthless boy is not small in the rivers and lakes, it is nothing to them.

And now, what Ziqin said to Li Zhenzhen finally angered them, even Tianzun couldn't let them let such an inconspicuous figure in their eyes be so ridiculed.

Especially Wu Tao of the Diancang faction is even more impatient, because Cao Bing played by Ziqin is also from the Diancang faction, and Cao Bing is definitely not as well-known as Wu Tao in the Diancang faction, and his swordsmanship is definitely not as high as Wu Tao's.

Being able to endure it until now is already Wu Tao's measure is big enough, and now, he finally can't bear it anymore, he has stepped out, his gaze has been like a finger on Ziqin's nose, and he can't help but be angry.

"You're just the right thing to add a bit of murder to my sword."

Ziqin's words sounded before Wu Tao could speak, and then, Wu Tao felt as if a cold stream of water was running through his neck, first cold, then hot, and finally returned to nothingness.

At the door of the big house, Ziqin's sword had already been struck.

This is not such a wonderful sword, the people who can stand at the door of this big house are all swordsmanship masters, and each of them has extraordinary eyesight.

None of them could see that Ziqin's blow was not magical, but their faces had become extremely difficult to see.

Because, none of them found that if they and Wu Tao changed places, they would not be able to resist Ziqin's sword.

That sword is not magical, that sword does not even have any changes, but it has blocked all changes.

This sword actually restrained all the swordsmanship in the world from the root.

The magic of swordsmanship in this world comes because of changes, the more subtle each move, the more subtle each change, the stronger it is, but Ziqin's sword has sealed all the changes that can be made.

No matter how good your swordsmanship is, no matter how good your swordsmanship is, I am afraid that you can only kill you when you encounter such a sword, because your sword has not yet been unsheathed, but it has lost its agility and has become a dead thing.

"This shouldn't be a swordsmanship."

Li Zhenzhen smiled bitterly, she couldn't help but smile bitterly, no matter how wise she was, it was useless to face this absolute strength.

"It seems that you have to kill us, but our Seven Great Sword Sects are not muddy, and even if we die today, we will let you see the demeanor of the Seven Great Sects."

Li Zhenzhen suddenly spoke sharply, this woman is really a rare talent, and when she found that clever words were useless, her attitude immediately hardened.

As she spoke, she had her sword unsheathed.

Emei faction, even if the swordsmanship is far less brilliant than the other six factions, but it must not be underestimated, the land of Shuzhong has been a place where the legends of Xianxia Sword Immortals have been spread since ancient times, even if the swordsmanship in this place is not unparalleled in the world, but it is also the best in the world.

Li Zhenzhen's shot was really shocking.

If you have never seen it, you would never have imagined that a woman would be able to use such a sharp and abnormal, life-and-death swordsmanship.

Li Zhen is really a woman, and she is a beauty.

The seven major factions are also the sword factions that care about reputation, Li Zhenzhen has been desperate, and the disciples of the other sword sects are naturally impossible to stand, not to mention that they are all representatives of their respective sword sects, even if an ordinary disciple wants to come now, there is only one way to fight hard.

In an instant, there were six more swords in front of Ziqin, six absolutely good swords.

No matter where these six swords appear, they are definitely swords for people to worship, and if these six swords appear together, I am afraid it is enough to make the rivers and lakes tremble.

It's a pity that no matter how famous these six swords are, they can't compete with Ziqin's random sword.

It was still the kind of sword that had not changed in the slightest, however, when Ziqin's long sword stabbed out, the six swords in front of him disappeared together.

Five swords fell to the ground, five corpses fell to the ground, but one person flew away not far away.

It was Li Zhenzhen who left, but it was the disciples of the Five Great Sword Sects who died.

Ziqin didn't chase Li Zhenzhen, he is not a murderer, this Li Zhenzhen is a hidden boss in the original book, whether he is a powerful woman, or Xie Sanshao's daughter-in-law, it doesn't matter to Ziqin.

All Ziqin cared about was the blood that washed his long sword, the blood of the swordsman.

Murderous aura can only be accumulated in killing, and now Ziqin's sword has accumulated enough murderous qi, and his swordsmanship, which was born from the fifteenth sword, has gradually begun to take shape.

He is not Yan Thirteen, and without the magical talent of Yan Thirteen, it is impossible for him to use his own swordsmanship to cultivate a swordsmanship that even he can't control.

Ziqin also doesn't like swordsmanship that he can't even control.

The most important thing is that Ziqin is not Yan Thirteen, he takes a different path from Yan Thirteen, Yan Thirteen eliminated his murderous aura for the last sword.

Ziqin's path was just the opposite of Yan Shisan's, but Ziqin was accumulating murderous energy.

There is a great fate between Ziqin's martial arts and murderous energy, and the path taken by Ziqin has always been to kill the Tao from the beginning of the killing knife method.

This method will not change in the world of condor shooting, in Lu Xiaofeng's world, in the world of white hair, and naturally it will not change in the world of the third young master.

Not only does it not change, but on the contrary, it needs to be more intense.

Yan 13 raised fifteen swords, but Yan 13 didn't know that fifteen swords were originally murderous swords, if the person who used this sword did not have the slightest killing intent in his heart, it was naturally impossible to master this sword.

Behind him, the sound of applause rang out.

Ziqin turned his head and saw Murong Qiudi coming from a distance, this woman seemed to be everywhere, and she could see the traces of this woman at any time.

However, Ziqin doesn't have much feeling for this woman, whether she is Tianzun or anything else, it has nothing to do with Ziqin, this Jianghu is the same world as Ziqin.

What justice, what kilometer is false, everyone is fighting for their own desires, this woman is like this, Xie Sanshao is like this, and Yan Shisan is also like this.

The only reason why Ziqin wanted to help Yan Thirteen and save Yan Thirteen was only his friend at that time, and there was nothing else.

"This sword is strong, but it is not enough to deal with Xie Sanshao."

Ziqin's voice was indifferent, but Murong Qiudi's eyes showed a hint of satisfaction.

If Ziqin arrogantly said that he could deal with Xie Sanshao at this moment, Murong Qiudi would look down on Ziqin instead.

There are too many arrogant people in this world, but very few of them succeed.

Murong Qiudi thinks highly of herself, but she is never arrogant, so she knows that a person who can succeed will never be arrogant.

Obviously, Ziqin is this kind of person.

"So you need to see Xie Sanshao make a move, and it's best to see Xie Sanshao face a strong enemy."

Murong Qiudi was smiling, and his smile was extremely moving, but Ziqin didn't seem to see it.

This woman is a stunner, but she is also a monster, if you don't want to die, you must not provoke such a woman.

Murong Qiudi was indeed very efficient, and in less than half a day after she said that Ziqin would see Xie Sanshao's move, Aji had already appeared in Ziqin's sight.

Aji, or Xie Xiaofeng, can now be called.

Ziqin has not been in this world for a long time, but he also knows that there are so-called top ten swordsmen in Jiangnan in this world, and now, Xie Sanshao is facing seven of the top ten swordsmen in Jiangnan.

The top ten swordsmen in Jiangnan are not invincible in the world, or seven swordsmen were defeated not long ago, but when the top ten swordsmen in Jiangnan gather seven, it is still a terrifying force.

Even Ziqin, who was hiding in the shadows, could feel the sword qi rising from the seven people.

The qi is invisible, but the qi on these seven people seems to have been formed.

Ziqin couldn't describe these seven people, but he could feel that the strength of these seven people was probably not under the crows, if the seven of them went to the crows together, they would die, and not long ago Yan Thirteen could only take the road and escape.

The representatives of the younger generation of the Seven Great Sword Sects that Ziqin killed were also kendo masters, and they were also first-class existences in the rivers and lakes, but compared to the seven people in front of them, they were probably nothing.

Seeing that Xie Sanshao was alone with these seven people, Ziqin's gaze became extremely focused.

After coming to this world, he had seen Yan Thirteen make a move, although Yan Thirteen, who had not practiced fourteen swords at that time, had already shown the strength of a peerless swordsman.

And the current Xie Sanshao is the real deserved number one swordsman in this world, at least before Yan Thirteen's fifteenth sword appeared, Xie Sanshao was definitely the number one swordsman.

Seven people, seven swords, but when they stabbed out, it was as if there was only one man and seven hands.

These seven people have definitely practiced together, and they have definitely practiced together for a lot of time.

Ziqin had to admire Murong Qiudi, this woman was indeed powerful, although the top ten swordsmen in Jiangnan were only the top ten in Jiangnan, but absolutely no one in the entire rivers and lakes dared to underestimate them.

Each of these ten people has their own unique knowledge, and each of them is very proud.

Ordinary people don't want to command them, it is extremely difficult to see them, but Murong Qiudi was able to let seven of these ten people join forces against the enemy.

If a person gives birth to seven hands, if he uses seven kinds of swordsmanship that are rare in the world at the same time, it will definitely be as terrifying as a storm crossing the border, at least, in Ziqin's eyes, Xie Sanshao has been overwhelmed by countless swords.

It's like a person who has fallen into the water and is drowned by a huge wave.

However, seeing that the huge wave was about to completely swallow Xie Sanshao, suddenly, Xie Sanshao's hands got up.

Ziqin couldn't describe the style of Xie Sanshao's shot, as if a huge wave was about to close and suddenly a fresh breeze appeared in the middle of the huge wave.

Although the waves are violent and dense, how can they catch a wisp of wind?

Not only will it not be able to catch a wisp of wind, but it may also be redirected or even completely suppressed by the wind that changes from a clear wind to a violent wind.

Xie Sanshao: This is the wind.

Xie Sanshao's sword suddenly appeared in the middle of the seven swords, a pair of seven, but it suppressed the seven swords at once.

The so-called top ten swordsmen in Jiangnan suddenly became a joke, and when Xie Sanshao's sword was like a wind blowing, the seven swords suddenly turned into a dead snake that had been sprinkled with sulfur.

And the swordsman among the seven top ten swordsmen in Jiangnan has also become a dead man.

Kill seven people with one sword.

This is not any sword technique, unlike the unformed sword technique derived from the fifteen swords that Zi Qin used to kill the disciples of the Seven Great Sword Sects.

Xie Sanshao's sword can basically not be included in the category of swordsmanship.

He just suppressed the sword of the seven people in the most suitable way, and killed the seven people in the most suitable way.

Everything is as simple as that.

It's as simple as if not being that would be a mistake.

It's just that Ziqin understands how simple it is behind this simplicity.

It's like a painter, painting all over the flowers, painting all over the crowd, and finally being able to use only a bald pen, only a few strokes to paint the world.

It's like a poet, who has read the Spring and Autumn Zuochuan and read the Yuefu Book of Poetry, and is finally able to use the most popular words to combine into a beautiful poem shared by the elegant and the vulgar.

If you don't reach the peak, you will definitely not be able to see the mystery of Xie Sanshao's sword.

Ziqin could see it, but he couldn't do it.

At the last moment of the world, Ziqin did it when the battle with the East was undefeated to the extreme, but in this world, Ziqin couldn't do it for the time being.

It's not because Ziqin's swordsmanship has declined, but because Ziqin's spirit can't reach that level.

In fact, even if Ziqin returned to Xiaoao, it would be impossible for Ziqin to perform that kind of swordsmanship that can be called a divine skill again.

And now, when he saw this kind of sword technique again, Zi Qin's heart suddenly seemed to be touched, he seemed to have caught something, and it seemed that he only needed to go one step further to reach this realm.

However, before Ziqin could be surprised, he suddenly found that there was an extra pair of eyes in his sight.

A pair of eyes that are neither bright nor brilliant, but that anyone will never forget after just one glance.

These eyes belong to Xie Sanshao.

This sword god has already discovered Ziqin's location, and what is even more helpless is that this sword god's attitude towards Ziqin at this time does not seem to be very good.

If you count the sword that is still dripping blood, I am afraid that what Ziqin needs to face next is the strongest sword in this world, the strongest person.

Ziqin stood up, he tidied up his clothes very seriously and seriously, he even pulled a trace of wrinkles at the corners of his clothes, and tried his best to smooth them out.

Then, Ziqin walked out.

Ziqin's steps are not fast, but they are not slow, and each step is like a measured size.

Xie Sanshao looked at Ziqin, but his eyes had changed from being full of murder to being slightly surprised, and then, with a hint of interest, and then, with a hint of smile.

"If you have three more years, you may be able to fight me."

Xie Sanshao's voice sounded indifferently.

A hint of gloom flashed in Ziqin's eyes, now he is indeed no match for Xie Sanshao, but how can he escape without a fight, the most important thing, even if he wants to escape, will Xie Sanshao let him escape.

"Three years from now, you can come to me again, if I am still alive by then, I will be happy to fight with you."

Suddenly, the sword in Xie Sanshao's hand had already been thrown.

The long sword slammed into the ground, three feet into the ground, but only one hilt was left on the ground.

Then, the sword god turned around and slowly disappeared into Ziqin's eyes.

Ziqin stood in place, his expression a little sluggish, he seemed to have understood why Yan Shisan admired Xie Sanshao.

Perhaps, just because Yan Shisan and Xie Sanshao are the same kind of people.

They are all unique swordsmen in this world.

(To be continued)