Qin Nanming held a flying sword in his hand and walked straight into the thatched hut, and his figure suddenly disappeared into the green mist.

The green mist in this thatched hut was made by the old woman, and if she fought inside, her strength would definitely skyrocket, Qin Nanming walked in like this. It's a little too bold.

"Sister, do you think the master will be the old woman's opponent?" Qingtang looked at the hut with some concern and said.

"Why should you worry about him? If he died, wouldn't we be completely free? In the future, you can live a normal life. The pheasant's pretty face was flat, and he asked rhetorically.

Qingtang was slightly stunned, and then came back to his senses, that's right. The Gu poison of the two has been cleared, if Qin Nanming is dead now, aren't they free?

"But if the master dies. The old woman won't let us go, and we'll die here too. Qingtang made an excuse and said.

"What if they all perish together?" The pheasant asked again.

Qingtang's face suddenly froze, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly said with a firm face: "I still don't want anything to happen to my master, we have been trained by the Ten Dao Palaces since we were children, and we have long been unable to be ordinary people." It was the master who taught us the tips of cultivation, as well as the potions that helped us cultivate. ”

"But we are killers, and ruthlessness has always been our faith!" The pheasant said in a cold voice.

"Then sister, do you want your master to die?" Qingtang couldn't help but ask.

The pheasant didn't say anything more, her eyes moved slightly, and then she stared at the green mist-shrouded hut.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the tattered green mist suddenly exploded, a burst of green mist rose, and the green mist gradually dissipated, and the first thing that appeared was the figure of the old woman.

Qingtang's face changed suddenly. This old woman is still alive, is the master already dead at the hands of this old woman?

He was too light on the enemy, and Qingtang's beautiful eyes suddenly revealed a burst of melancholy.

The pheasant's expression was still cold, and his eyes were staring at the green mist that was gradually dissipating.

Finally, the green mist completely dissipated, and in the middle of that scene, a tall and thin figure slowly emerged.

Qin Nanming was holding a flying sword, the green mist dissipated, and his white clothes fluttered in the wind, and he actually had a feeling of drifting and chic.

At this moment, the old woman's face suddenly changed, and suddenly a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and her face turned pale in an instant.

If it hadn't been for the strong support, the old woman would have fallen to the ground.

"Great, the host won. I knew that the master was the best. Qingtang suddenly said happily.

The pheasant's face was calm, but he was also inexplicably relieved in his heart.

"You! How can it be? The old woman spoke, looking at Qin Nanming dumbfounded.

This young man's strength was far beyond her imagination, she didn't expect this young man to beat himself so easily in his hut, and he himself was still unharmed.

In that thatched hut, there was the Extreme Yin Poison Qi that she had cultivated for many years, and her strength in it had increased greatly, and she was infinitely close to the Martial Venerable level, and she was not even the opponent of this person.

"Could it be that you are already a Martial Venerable? No way! When pigs fly! Even if you are the pride of heaven from the ancient martial arts realm, it is impossible! ”

The old woman cried out in horror.

"The pride of the heavens in the ancient martial arts world, what are they, they can be compared to me!" Qin Nanming sneered.

If Qin Nanming had said such things before. The old woman will definitely disagree, and laugh at this person for not knowing the height of the sky.

But now that she has seen Qin Nanming's strength, she finally understands. Qin Nanming really has the strength to say this kind of thing.

In fact, the old woman didn't understand at all that Qin Nanming looked down on the pride of heaven in the ancient martial arts world, not because of his current strength at all, but because of his potential.

He is a cultivator of Penglai, and sooner or later he will have to return to Penglai to wander, how can he put those heavenly pride in the ancient martial arts world in his eyes. In his mind, it was just a colony of indigenous ants.

"Young man, you are very powerful, if you continue like this, we will only lose both, why don't we stop here, I swear. How about not violating the river water with your well water in the future? ”

The old woman suddenly said gloomily.

Qin Nanming smiled coldly, the meaning was obvious, he was here to kill this old woman, how could he let her go.

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