On the battlefield, the sycamore has been defeated.

Qin Boyi's Qiushui sword intent tore through her last silence intent, and the huge sword momentum made it difficult for Wutong to even raise her head.

Qiu Shuiyi tore apart the silence, tore the air, and tore the spiritual power of the sycamore's body, but it didn't tear apart the skin of the sycamore.

Because at this time there was a farmer next to the two men.

The farmer looked a little hunchbacked, his eyebrows were not very thick, his skin was yellowish, and his pupils were a little red.

He was as natural as an old farmer coming to his field. He stretched out a calloused palm, which looked a little weak, but it gave a very peaceful feeling.

He walked between Qin Boyi and Wutong.

He frowned, as if he didn't care about the raging silence and autumn water at all.

Then he slowly stretched out his hand and quietly took off the Qiushui Sword from Qin Boyi's hand.

The reason why he uses the pick is because his movements are so smooth and natural. Naturally, it's like picking the ripe fruit of your own field.

So the Qiushui sword was taken off by him.

The autumn water in the sky receded.

Qin Boyi took a few steps back in embarrassment, and then sat on the ground. She spat out several mouthfuls of blood one after another, and her face was as pale as the whitest rice paper in the palace.

Her lips trembled slightly.

The previous sword was already the most powerful sword after realizing the complete autumn water intent, but the hand that suddenly stretched out intercepted his sword so lightly.

She didn't let go of the hilt of the sword, the blood on her body had soaked through the clothes she had just changed, and the Qiushui Sword was out of her control at that moment, and her sword fetus was greatly traumatized.

Qin Boyi leaned quietly on a boulder by the pool, his eyes a little dim.

She suddenly realized something.

The farmer intercepted one of her swords, then looked at the bloodied Sycamore, who had fallen to the ground, and bowed his head slightly, then bowed deeply.

"It's too late to be subordinate, please atone for your sins. ”

Wutong looked at the farmer's face, and then at Qin Boyi, who was leaning against the boulder, and she stood up trembling with a hundred magic sticks.

Qin Boyi didn't speak, I don't know if it was because she was seriously injured or because she couldn't speak.

The farmer finished saluting Wutong, turned his head to look at Qin Boyi and said, "The seventy-second demon general of the Demon Sect, the Night Demon. ”

When Qin Boyi heard this name, a trace of blood welled up on her pale face, she didn't know who the night demon was, but she knew the demon general.

Among the seventy-two demon generals under the sect master of the Demon Sect, how can there be a fuel-efficient lamp?

It's just that the realm emanating from this demon general's body is just a period of qi deficiency, how can he so easily dissolve his sword full of Qiushui sword intent?

The night demon looked at Qin Boyi and explained, "I'm different from ordinary cultivators, I don't have a pill, I cultivate a demon body, so my body is no different from ordinary people, so I can naturally easily enter the thirteenth mountain gate of your sword abyss." ”

There was no fluctuation of spiritual power on his body, and the enchantment of the Thirteen Sects of the Sword Abyss would not hinder an ordinary person.

Qin Boyi suddenly understood something.

She smiled, her white teeth covered in blood, and she looked extremely shocking.

She just didn't expect her pinnacle sword, she didn't kill Wutong, and she was still going to die.

The Night Demon suddenly laughed, and he said with a straight face, "I even hope that your pinnacle sword just now was cut by me." ”

Qin Boyi said helplessly, "If there is a chance, I will." ”

The Daredevil raised his hoe, "I'm not going to give you this chance. ”

Qin Boyi suddenly wanted to struggle, she said, "There are still people from the Gun Forest and Beihai Cloud Mountain inside." ”

The Daredevil understood what he meant, "I know, but I'm going to kill the toughest one first." ”

There was a faint demonic aura rising from the hoe, and Qin Boyi had a smile on her face, and she put the last bit of strength on her right hand.

In his right hand is the Autumn Water Sword.

She smiled and said, "I won't let you kill me so easily." ”

......

......

Ye Qing was about to stand up, and then he suddenly noticed some movement, a person appeared here, Ye Qing was a little vigilant, but the next moment he heard a very familiar voice.

Ye Qing held the gun in his hand, looking a little nervous.

Luo Ning stepped out of the rubble beside him.

He said lightly, "I'm not here to fight with you, I'm here to negotiate terms with you." ”

Ye Qing frowned slightly, and he said with a straight face, "You can't beat me in a fight, and there are no good conditions to talk about conditions." ”

He was very aware of the methods of the young man in front of him, and knew that with Luo Ning's temperament, he would never show favor to him so easily, or he would encounter something that could not be solved.

Luo Ning looked around and said to him very seriously, "This is the thirteenth mountain gate of Jianyuan, I can take you to Yi Shuihan's sect." ”

Ye Qing's face changed instantly, he finally knew where this familiar feeling came from, it turned out that they had returned to Jian Yuan.

Ye Qing said, "What if you lie to me?"

Luo Ning smiled and said, "I can't beat you, what's the use of lying to you?"

Ye Qing asked lightly, "What do you want me to do?"

Luo Ning looked into the depths of the palace and said, "Help me kill someone." ”

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......

Gu Changsheng's sword light was slightly chaotic.

He was about to be cornered, and he used his knife to force away a man in black in front of him.

Then he saw an extremely bright light, a green coat and a black coat appeared in front of him.

Tsing Yi's face was extremely handsome, but the face in black led him unforgettable.

It's Ye Qing and Luo Ning.

Luo Ning has a sword in his left hand and a firewood knife in his right hand, and Ye Qing has a spear glowing with green mangs in his hand.

The men in black were killed by both of them.

Gu Changsheng gasped and asked, "Why did you save me?"

Luo Ning looked at him and said lightly, "I'm looking for you to kill someone." ”

He asked the same question as Ye Qing, and Gu Changsheng asked, "Why do I want to help you?"

Luo Ning replied calmly, "If we don't join us, the Demon Sect will easily kill us." ”

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......

The hoe arrived, and then Qin Boyi's last spiritual power was used by her.

The Qiushui Sword seemed to be whispering, and I don't know if it felt the threat of death at the end.

But this last sword is just like a mantis arm as a car.

Qiushui's sword intent was defeated.

A firewood knife suddenly appeared in front of Qin Boyi, blocking the surging demonic qi.

The Daredevil's brow furrowed slightly.

He saw a young man standing in front of him, and it was the firewood knife in his hand that blocked his move just now.

The night demon's expression did not change, and he asked in a cold voice, "From the North Sea Cloud Mountain?"

Luo Ning pulled out the refined silver sword from behind his back, and a pure white sword qi forcibly pushed through the surrounding demonic qi.

The young man's gaze was cold, as cold as a sword.

He said calmly.

"I'm from Jian Yuan!"