Yu Chengdao and Liu Qing looked at each other, a little hesitant in their hesitation.

If he killed a few people who came with him and became Qin Lang's slave, then he would inevitably have a mortal enmity with the Minshan Sword Sect.

The behemoth of the Minshan Sword Sect wanted to crush Cheng Dao and Liu Qing to death, and it was effortless at all.

About this, Yu Chengdao and the two know it well.

But once he faced Qin Lang in the sword room, then he would definitely die today.

Take a gamble!

Just bet that behind Qin Lang, the young grandmaster, there is a power that is not weaker than the Minshan Sword Sect.

Yu Chengdao and Liu Qing glanced at each other, and then bowed to Qin Lang: "The old slave greets the master!"

"Yu Chengdao, Liu Qing, are you two crazy?"

"In order to survive, you dare to recognize the thief as the master!"

"Do you still have a backbone?"

At this time, the other four realm powerhouses couldn't sit still, and they all changed their colors and turned to accuse.

Yu Chengdao and Liu Qing joined Qin Lang's command, and the situation changed suddenly.

Qin Lang's strength is so terrifying, plus Yu Chengdao and Liu Qing, so what are the chances of winning on the side of the Northern Autumn Wind?

"Recognize the thief as the master? Shen Gongjian, before we helped Bei Qiufeng deal with the master, didn't we also want to join the Minshan Sword Sect?

Now that things have come to this point, the only way to do this is to move forward.

Bei Qiufeng stared at Yu Chengdao and Liu Qing with cold eyes, his body trembled, he never imagined that the situation would change dramatically.

Could it be that Yu Chengdao and Liu Qing were really not afraid of the revenge of the Minshan Sword Sect?

"Yu Chengdao, Liu Qing, it's still too late for the two of you to regret it at this time, my Minshan Sword Sect can not blame the past, otherwise, your family will die for your choice. Beiqiu Feng said in a cold voice.

When Yu Chengdao heard this, his face immediately turned cold.

"Bei Qiufeng, do you dare to threaten us with your family? Do you forget that both of us are casual cultivators? I have no family? I was polite to you before, completely for the sake of your master's face, do you really think that the old man is afraid of you?"

Yu Chengdao's face was gloomy, even if he was injured, his momentum was still terrifying.

After all, the power of the peak of the terrain is much stronger than that of the northern autumn wind.

At this time, Qin Lang gently unfolded his palm, and an extremely strong suction force spit out from his palm, and Bei Qiufeng suddenly found that the white long sword in his hand broke free.

Qin Lang threw the white long sword at Han Bingyu, and then said to Yu Chengdao and Liu Qing, "Is there a problem with the three of you killing these six people?"

The white long sword was held in her hand, and a fusion force penetrated her whole body, and the cold and frosty face of the cold ice rain was expressionless, she stared at Bei Qiufeng and said: "Bei Qiufeng handed it over to me, I will kill him with my own hands!"

The heart of the cold ice rain wants to kill the northern autumn wind, which can be described as extremely strong.

As he spoke, a white sword light, like an aurora flashing, cut at the head of the northern autumn wind!

At the same time, Yu Chengdao and Liu Qing also made a move against the powerhouses of the four major realms, and suddenly the powerhouses in the sword room scuffled.

Seeing this, Haka was furious and shouted, "You dare!" As he spoke, the Hidden Blade was raised, and a sword swept out.

Sword Qi is surging!

If you want to kill the northern autumn wind, you naturally have to pass the Haka level!

Haka is the pinnacle of the realm, and the cold ice and rain are naturally no match for the other party.

Suddenly, a heavy mountain of palm force burst through the air and slammed into Haka's chest.

Bang!

Haka's chest sank deep into it, and he snorted, blood pouring out of his seven orifices.

His body slammed into the wall of the sword room!

At this moment, cyan sword light flew and swept past Haka's head.

Gollum!

Haka's head fell!

Minshan Sword Sect's peak powerhouse, Haka, die!

"Qin Lang, if you kill my Minshan Sword Sect Elder, my Minshan Sword Sect will definitely not let you go!" Bei Qiufeng saw the scene just now clearly.

He said with red eyes and a loud roar.

Swish!

Han Bingyu took advantage of the Northern Autumn Wind clone, and a sword passed through the left shoulder of the Northern Autumn Wind.

Bei Qiu Feng snorted bitterly, gritted his teeth, a trace of resolute light flashed in his eyes, and suddenly there were words in his mouth, "Disciple Bei Qiu Feng, at the cost of burning ten years of life, please give the ancestor the power to kill the demon!"

At this time, Yu Chengdao and Liu Qing, the two earth realm powerhouses, also killed two earth realm powerhouses, and the other two earth realm powerhouses also began to show defeat.

When they heard the words of the northern autumn wind, they immediately changed color.

"This is the sacrificial technique of the Minshan Sword Sect, at the cost of ten years of life, it can be exchanged for the power given by the ancestor of the Minshan Sword Sect, so that the realm of the person who sacrifices will be raised by one level!"

Yu Chengdao has broad knowledge and high vision, and he has long heard that the Minshan Sword Sect has this sacrificial technique.

Of course, he had only heard of it, never seen it.

If Beiqiu Feng's realm at this time was at the middle level of the Earth Realm, once the sacrificial technique was successful, then the power given by the ancestor of the Minshan Sword Sect would be enough to raise his realm to the middle level of the Heavenly Realm Grandmaster.

Of course, this sacrificial technique can only last for a quarter of an hour, and after a quarter of an hour, the realm will fall.

The Northern Autumn Wind was blocking, blocking himself from being promoted to the middle level of the Grandmaster, and he would kill Qin Lang and the others within a quarter of an hour!

At this time, a majestic force passed through the Heavenly Sword Gate Great Array, passed through the top of the sword room, and directly poured into the body of Beiqiu Feng.

The cold ice rain danced lightly with a sword, and an extremely cold aura sprayed down the tip of the sword, and she wanted to take advantage of the fact that the Northern Autumn Wind Sacrifice Technique had not yet been completed, and kill him in one fell swoop.

"The ants also dare to obstruct the sacrifice of the disciples of the Sword Sect to the deity!"

A majestic voice resounded in the sword room, and then an invisible palm force fell.

Han Bingyu's body was directly shaken away, and his body fell to the ground.

Blood flowed from his mouth, and the cold rain struggled to his feet.

With that palm just now, she felt the breath of death.

If it weren't for the fact that the owner of that voice didn't want to kill her, she would have died under the palm just now!

At this time, Yu Chengdao and Liu Qing did not hesitate, both of them used their strongest means to attack the Northern Autumn Wind together.

But it was no surprise that before that power could be infused into Bei Qiufeng's body, any attack was repelled with a palm!

The owner of this voice is also the ancestor of the Minshan Sword Sect, how strong is his strength?

"Haha, my Minshan Sword Sect's sacrificial technique, once it starts to instill power, no external force can intervene strongly, unless the realm of the person who made the attack is above the ancestor!" Bei Qiufeng laughed frantically.

"Please take a shot, master!"

Yu Chengdao and Liu Qing's bodies were almost scattered, their faces were as pale as paper, and they looked at Beiqiu Feng, who was receiving the infusion of strength, their eyes were full of fear.

Because once Bei Qiu Feng received the infusion of strength and the realm was raised to the middle level of the Heavenly Realm Grandmaster, then no matter who was in the sword room, they would not be able to withstand the wrath of Bei Qiu Feng.

Although Qin Lang is a young grandmaster, in the eyes of the two of them, he is only a middle-level grandmaster.

After all, the Heavenly Realm Grandmaster, one step at a time, it is extremely difficult to improve a small realm!

"It's okay!"

Unexpectedly, Qin Lang only replied with two simple words.

He looked at the palm power that had been condensed just now, and his eyes were indifferent.