At this time, Qingyi Keqing naturally understood that Xia Qingyang was undoubtedly an excellent soul master, and he might be very strong, but he was still full of confidence. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Now I have to admit that you are indeed qualified to be arrogant, but unfortunately you met me, if you can understand the truth of rigidity and easy to break, and give in early, maybe I will show mercy to my subordinates, and now, no one can change your fate. ”

The green-shirted guest Qing put away the long sword in his hand, and an orange lightsaber appeared above his head, which was his natal horcrux.

Xia Qingyang glanced at it and said, "I advise you to use your strongest means directly, so as not to have a chance to use it for a while." ”

"Hmph, you're proud to die under the Wind Sword. Kill!"

The green-shirted guest shouted loudly, and the orange lightsaber flew into the air, constantly trembling under the control of his seal, and halos appeared continuously, and then entangled together, rotating at a high speed in a spiral.

In an instant, the space between the two was filled with an orange spiral storm, the wind was raging, but it seemed to be locked by a valley, but anyone could see the majestic energy bred in the storm, once the blockade was broken, it would be devastating.

At that time, don't say that it is a remnant cloud, even if it is a mountain peak and a river, I am afraid that it will be difficult to resist this violent blow.

Therefore, the best way to deal with this move is to strike first, but Xia Qingyang doesn't seem to plan to do this, although he has already stood up when the Qingyi Keqing made a move, and the hunting knife in his hand is also horizontal to his chest, but there is no other movement.

Everyone was dumbfounded, this is a standard defensive move, but it's too simple and sloppy, right?

The green-shirted guest Qing also sneered: "What a waste of my sword!"

The restraints were gone, and the orange storm swept out, and in an instant, the entire inn lobby seemed to become a sea of orange, and even the spectators who stayed out of the matter were terrified, for fear that the storm would sweep them in.

Xia Qingyang's clothes were blown to the sound of hunting, but his body was still standing straight, and the hunting knife was still lying across his chest, as steady as a mountain.

The orange storm swept away the remnants of the clouds in the sky, but it couldn't shake the small hunting knife, which was like a bright moon, watching all this indifferently.

The wind can roll up the clouds, but how it rolls the bright moon in the sky, even the moonlight is not disturbed by it.

A flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the green-shirted guest, and then turned to endless anger, and he shouted: "The wind sweeps away the fallen leaves-"

In an instant, the storm surged frantically from below to top like a fountain, and then scattered in all directions, and the orange that fell turned into pieces of light knives the size of leaves, severing the space in pieces.

However, when those indestructible light knives crashed into Xia Qingyang, they were really like pieces of leaves that hit the mountain wall with the wind, falling quietly and silently.

The confidence on the face of the green-shirted guest is gone, and he even feels inexplicably nervous because of the strange scene in front of him, without any movement, just such a simple horizontal knife, just like a mountain, let you wind and rain, I will not move.

His disdain, now it looks so ridiculous, at this moment he is like a clown jumping off the beam in the eyes of everyone, jumping up and down and speaking wildly, but the other party is standing there dignified, it is really a great irony.

He roared wildly, expelling all these negative factors, the dignity and confidence of being an excellent soul master would naturally not be broken so easily, and his strongest blow had not yet been performed, he was not completely out of chance.

"Wind and rain—" The voice of the Qingyi Keqing suddenly became low and depressed, and the orange rose above Xia Qingyang's head at an extremely fast speed, and then turned into countless points of light, pouring down like heavy rain.

"It's my turn to attack. Xia Qingyang said lightly, and then moved.

Or that he had already moved while speaking, and no one could tell which one was in front and which was behind, but when they heard those words, Xia Qingyang had already appeared in front of Qingyi Keqing, as if he had been there all along.

The hunting knife across his chest slashed out simply and straightly, the trajectory was so clear, the speed was so slow, but at this time no one would question his equally counterintuitive move, what had happened before had proved that it was a very stupid thing to question him.

The hunting knife in the eyes of the green-shirted guest qing was equally clear and slow, but his eyes were full of despair and fear, because he was shocked to find that no matter how much he dodged, he seemed to be unable to escape the blade.

The knife has not arrived, but the end is already doomed.

However, the outstanding soul master is not an ordinary master after all, and this kind of thing rarely happens to them by resigning himself to death, and with a move of both hands, the thousands of orange light rain roared from behind Xia Qingyang, and at the same time, his body retreated.

However, although Xia Qingyang's knife was slow, the speed was incredibly fast, and as soon as he took a step, he easily followed, the distance between the two did not widen at all, but the knife was closer.

"Seniors have mercy!" After breaking through two walls in a row but still unable to get rid of Xia Qingyang, the green-shirted guest Qing finally fell into a state of collapse in despair, and put down his self-esteem in order to save his life.

"Okay!" Unexpectedly, Xia Qingyang agreed, the blade that was originally facing the neck of the green-shirted guest was slightly raised, and with a slight stroke, a canopy of blood rain was sprinkled, and a terrible scream shook the long street.

"You're so ruthless-ah-" The green-shirted guest Qing was covered in blood, half-kneeling on the ground, and his whole body was constantly twitching, which could make the outstanding soul master so painful, obviously he was greatly hurt.

Xia Qingyang sneered: "I'm so ruthless? If my strength is weaker than yours, I will be abolished at this time, and I won't kill you, which is already my bottom line." ”

After all, the realm of Qingyi Keqing is still there, after taking a pill, he used his soul power to stop the injury, and he smiled miserably when he heard the words, and he was speechless to refute, it was he who wanted to abolish the other party's eyes first, and he even directly killed him, and now it is very good to be able to leave a life.

However, with the realm of an excellent soul master, it is impossible to regenerate his eyes, although he can still move freely with his superhuman senses, but after all, it has an impact, and the most fatal injury of this battle is in his state of mind, from domineering to defeat, it is just a blink of an eye, which is the most extreme destruction of his confidence.

All this happened too quickly, after the dust settled, everyone had not yet reacted, although their opinion of Xia Qingyang had changed, and they also had a high estimate of his strength, they could not have imagined that even such a powerful outstanding soul master was not his opponent.

If you take into account the battle process just now, it is even more a matter of extreme scary, he just crossed the knife from beginning to end, and then swung the knife, and everything was over.

Bai Ling pursed her lips, her eyes could not hide her fear, but she could barely maintain her composure.

The two purple-shirted Keqing who stayed behind were also at a loss, and they didn't dare to let them do it, but it was not good to beg for mercy directly in front of the green-shirted Keqing and Bai Ling, so they simply kept silent, and silently prayed in their hearts that Xia Qingyang would stop.

The most embarrassing thing is that Bai Ling's subordinates, who were ordered to leave but wanted to see Xia Qingyang's tragic end and didn't go far, stood outside the door at this moment and didn't stay, and they were even more afraid in their hearts.

No matter what they felt in their hearts, everyone's eyes were focused on Xia Qingyang's hunting knife, for fear that if the knife was raised again, no one present would be able to withstand it.

However, after a moment of silence, the hunting knife in Xia Qingyang's hand disappeared, and with it, the fear in the hearts of Bai Ling and the others disappeared.

Xia Qingyang walked to the counter, and smiled at the shopkeeper and the young man in his trembling eyes: "Please take me to the room." ”

The guys were about to cry, turned their heads to look at the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper wanted to cry without tears, but the boss was the boss after all, and he squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Gong, Gongzi, no, senior, I will take you personally, please, please here." ”

Bai Ling and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief, but there was no shortage of good people among the onlookers, and sighed: "Feng Jiuye's signboard is still hard enough, and such an arrogant young man has to give face." ”

A purple-shirted guest helped the green-shirted guest to walk out of the inn, Bai Ling followed, and the other purple-shirted guest glanced back at Xia Qingyang, who was walking towards the stairs with the shopkeeper, and said coldly: "I will tell the ninth master the truth about today's matter, for the sake of you not being a killer, I will say a few good words for you, but whether your little life can be saved depends on your creation." ”

"Shut up!" The green-shirted guest qing and Bai Ling shouted at the same time, but they were a step too late, only to see that Xia Qingyang, who was still at the staircase a moment ago, had already appeared behind them at this moment, and the purple-shirted guest qing, who had just spoken, had fallen to the ground, not dead, but more painful than death, because Xia Qingyang directly abolished his cultivation realm.

"I don't kill people, it doesn't mean that I won't kill people, it's just that I have my own principles of conduct, although your behavior is hateful, but it has not reached the point where you have to die, this is the only reason why you are still alive, as for what Ninth Master, I don't know, if you want to seek revenge on me, I will always live here for the past few days." ”

Xia Qingyang glanced around coldly, no one dared to look him in the eyes, and returned to the inn after speaking.

Bai Ling, who still had a cold sweat behind her back, stopped drinking and was about to help the purple-shirted guest, and said indifferently: "There is no need for such fools to get it back, let's go." ”

The group left in a hurry, looking like no one in this town had ever seen before, and it was only a young man who caused all this.

The things here spread throughout the town at a whirlwind speed, if it weren't for the remoteness of the town and the desolate places around, it is estimated that the spread would be wider, and for a while, the name Qingyang became one of the two most mentioned names in the town, and the other was naturally Feng Jiuye, the unique overlord of this town.

Feng Jiuye is a well-deserved head snake in the town, although this Qingyang is young, it can undoubtedly be called a fierce dragon crossing the river, and who will die in this dragon and snake fight has become the focus of people's attention.