At this critical juncture, in front of Lu Shaoyi's left, several figures fell into view. Looking at it, it was Qin Heng, the head of the Qin family, who was at the forefront.

"It looks like the head of the family is returning to the family from outside, and it seems that you are not lucky today. Lu Shaoyi was stunned in his heart, and then sneered.

When the foot was on the tip of the tree, the [Flashing Footwork] was unfolded, and after a loud sound, the figure fled in the direction of Qin Heng and the others.

At the same time, Lu Shaoyi's wrist swung vigorously, and the Piercing Spring Sword actually came out of his hand and shot away in the direction where Qin Heng was.

The sword condensed by the middle-aged martial artist, the moment it slashed to the ground, it caused a great momentum, and Qin Heng and the others had already noticed the movement here.

"What's going on?"

Qin Heng and the others' faces suddenly became solemn, and when they looked up into the distance, the Thorn Spring Sword happened to shoot towards them.

Before Qin Heng could make a move, Qin Qiyuan had already stepped forward and reached out to grab the flying Thorn Spring Sword.

"Thorn Spring Sword?" Qin Qiyuan exclaimed.

The Thorn Spring Sword Qin Heng is no longer familiar with, it is the sword of his youth. Seeing that there were still a few cuts on the Thorn Spring Sword, not only Qin Heng, but also a few other people had a little doubt in their eyes.

"I'll take a look. ”

Qin Qiyuan was just about to take a step, but was stopped by Qin Heng: "No need." ”

As soon as Qin Heng's words fell, Lu Shaoyi's figure in the woods gradually appeared, his legs trembling, and his steps were difficult.

"Shaoyi?" Qin Heng and the others frowned, and doubts flashed in their eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Lu Shaoyi's weak appearance with his body hollowed out, Qin Heng took two steps forward and asked.

Before Lu Shaoyi could speak, there was a burst of anger from behind Lu Shaoyi.

"Where are you going to escape!" said the middle-aged warrior through gritted teeth.

The middle-aged martial artist seemed to have lost his mind and fell into madness, his mind was on Lu Shaoyi, and he turned a blind eye to Qin Heng and the others in the distance.

The sword that was dozens of meters huge waved at Lu Shaoyi, who had already fallen to the ground, and slashed it without scruples.

"Who dares to spread wilderness in my Qin family's territory!" Qin Qiyuan snorted coldly.

"Since becoming the head of this family, I haven't done it for many years, so I can't say that I have to move my muscles and bones today. Qin Heng's eyes were condensed, as sharp and divine as an eagle's eye.

Under the slight trembling of his body, an incomparable terrifying coercion permeated from Qin Heng's body. In the midst of the swaying, Qin Heng had already flashed to Lu Shaoyi's side.

I saw Qin Heng raise one hand, and the fierce sword that came from the slashing slash actually stayed in mid-air strangely when it touched Qin Heng's palm, as if it was imprisoned by an invisible force, and he couldn't move at all.

This amazing method made Lu Shaoyi stunned, and what shocked Lu Shaoyi even more was still to come.

Qin Heng's fingers flicked slightly, and the sword was like fragile glass, turning into countless fragments, and finally dissipating.

At this time, the middle-aged warrior who came after him appeared and stood on the top of the tree.

And when he saw Qin Heng beside Lu Shaoyi, the hideous color on his face suddenly turned into horror, and then the depths of his eyes were filled with deep fear.

"First...... Innate Martial Artist?" The middle-aged martial artist's lips trembled, and his face turned completely pale, without a trace of blood.

At this time, the middle-aged martial artist suddenly woke up from the madness of chasing and killing Lu Shaoyi, and a cold sweat spontaneously appeared from his back.

"Who are you?"

Qin Heng asked coldly, the voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly, as if the source of the sound was in their ears.

Asked by Qin Heng, the middle-aged martial artist's heart twitched, and his face turned pale. Without the slightest hesitation, his figure suddenly shook and walked towards his back.

"Just come and leave, don't you give my Qin family face?" Qin Heng said coldly, sounding without the slightest anger.

It's just that, under the gaze of everyone, Qin Heng gently probed in the direction of the middle-aged martial artist with one hand, and then shook it in the air, and an invisible spiritual power fluctuation swept away.

Then, Qin Heng's palm pulled back, and a faint ripple appeared in the air.

The middle-aged martial artist's body was imprisoned by an invisible force far beyond himself, and he involuntarily fell in front of Qin Heng like rags.

"This kind of means is tantamount to cutting off the flow of the waterfall in Muyuan Zhang, the innate realm is too strong, and the acquired ninefold martial artist has no power to fight back. Lu Shaoyi's heart turned into a shock.

Although he had seen Mu Yuan Zhang's volley cut off the flowing water before, seeing Qin Heng use the same method on a Acquired Ninefold Martial Artist at this time, it was a different feeling.

In contrast, I have a better understanding of the gap between the acquired ninefold and the innate realm.

"Tell me, who are you, and why are you chasing and killing my Qin family disciple?" After the middle-aged martial artist stood up from the ground, Qin Heng asked indifferently.

Looking directly at Qin Heng, the middle-aged martial artist felt pressured, as if the air around him was as heavy as a thousand pounds, pressing on him, and his breathing was not smooth.

However, the middle-aged martial artist did not intend to answer Qin Heng's meaning, his eyes moved to Lu Shaoyi's body, and his eyes were full of monstrous anger and deep resentment.

"Even if it is death, I want you to be buried with you!"

The middle-aged warrior's face suddenly showed ruthlessness, and the aura of the Nine Heavens exploded, and his body was like a completely angry bull, slamming into Lu Shaoyi.

It's just that Qin Heng is by Lu Shaoyi's side, how can he let him act recklessly? If he hurts Lu Shaoyi, where is his face?

"I don't know how to lift!" Qin Heng snorted lightly, waved his big hand forward, and a fierce force bombarded the middle-aged martial artist's body at an extremely fast speed.

"Bang!"

A heart-shaking sound came from the middle-aged martial artist's body, and the whole person was knocked away by Qin Heng's move.

After bearing this heavy blow, the middle-aged warrior's chest immediately collapsed, and the strong force shocked his internal organs, and he couldn't hold it anymore, and a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth.

"Say!" Qin Heng's voice was like thunder, obviously he was angry, and he didn't have the patience to rub it on anymore.

Especially in front of Lu Shaoyi, a disciple who is about to worship the Spirit Illusion Sect, he must show a tough attitude, at least in exchange for Lu Shaoyi's favor.

"Hahaha......"

The middle-aged warrior suddenly laughed, his face was full of sadness and loneliness, and his hair was messy, as if he had aged several years all of a sudden.

"I can't imagine that the three of us brothers have killed countless people, and today we will be planted in the hands of a five-fold kid who has acquired the day after tomorrow, it is my carelessness, I hate, I hate!"

The middle-aged warrior looked up to the sky and roared, and under the gaze of everyone, he smashed his head with one palm, and blood splattered.

"Suicide?"

Everyone was stunned, never thinking that an acquired ninefold master would die like this under their eyes.

"I'd rather die than give in, it's really ruthless. Qin Qiyuan looked at the fallen corpse and said in a deep voice.

Lu Shaoyi breathed a sigh of relief, the sequelae of [Flashing Footwork] were serious, his legs were completely weak, his body was weak, and he sat on the ground.