"I know very well!" had already passed by the person in front of him, but Jia Qing was not in a hurry to move forward, but stood not far away and paused, and said firmly with his back to the person behind him, "Bai Chonglou has lived long enough, so he should die today!"

Like the attitude of the people behind Jia Qing, they were not optimistic about Jia Qing, because Bai Chonglou was at the peak of the Demon King realm fifteen years ago, and Jia Qing was just a demon venerable at that time. net

Unless he, Jia Qing, has made a rebellion against the sky, but in the past ten years, he has overtaken Bai Chonglou, but in the past ten years, Jia Qing has been sitting in the Jianxin Pavilion alone, and the people in the entire Qingluan County know that he Jia Qing cannot have any rebellion against the heavens at all.

Under such circumstances, Jia Qing's trip to Baifu to seek revenge today was completely a suicide act that killed himself.

It's just that the people who love to be lively on the street have already made a conclusion about Jia Qing's coffin, and they are not willing to leave immediately, but want to see the fate of the blood splash here in five steps.

"This Jia Qing is stupid enough, he is dead, he can't hide and multiply, and he dares to come here to die, he really wants the Jia family to cut off the incense!"

"You know a fart, Jia Qing can be dormant for ten years, thinking that he has suffered extremely unbearable suffering in the past ten years, he is not crazy, and it is commendable to dare to come here!"

Although people's attitudes are different in details, the general direction is the same, that is, Jia Qing's fate today is already predictable.

There is about five miles from Qingyao Road to Baifu, which is neither long nor short, even if it is an ordinary demon clan, it only takes ten moments, not to mention Jia Qing, who is a cultivator.

His steps seemed to be slow, but he fell extremely fast, and his body appeared a few feet away in the middle of his steps, shrinking into inches, and the end of the world was close at hand.

Passing by the shop of Baijia cake on Qingyao Road, there is a food street in the past, and then there is the famous Chopping Horse Bridge in Qingluan County.

After crossing the Choma Bridge, you can see the Bai family's compound at the end of a street planted with camphor trees not far away.

The mahogany is the wall, the green tile is the roof, and the roof of the eaves and the temple that the people of Kyoto love give people a solemn feeling from a distance.

In front of the gate of the White Mansion, there are two bronze lions, which add to the magnificence.

In front of the gate of the Bai family, there are six warriors wearing heavy armor and holding long axes, standing in front of the gate, like six iron towers, just the natural aura of the body can make people daunting.

Therefore, there was no shadow of other people in the street where the Bai family was located.

Because there are few people visiting, this place should be quiet and silent, as if the excitement of the world has nothing to do with this place.

In such a situation, there was not much difference between the Bai family and the meditation view in the distance of the Kenshin Pavilion, and it was deserted like a place where no one cared about it.

After Jia Qing stepped on the Chopping Horse Bridge, he stopped at the Chopping Horse Bridge and looked at the Bai family's mansion at the end of the street not far away, his eyes were full of pain and remembrance.

He was born in a house not far away, grew up in a house not far away, and the house not far away is full of his childhood and his relatives.

Time passed, the former relatives were no longer there, and the enemy family lived comfortably in that house, which made Jia Qing's heart depressed and hated to the extreme.

"Father, mother, little sister, little brother, and all relatives, today I, Jia Qing, have come to avenge you!"

Ten years of hiding the sword in the chest, carving the withered sword, ten years later, out of the sheath, even if it can't reach the realm of killing ghosts and gods, it can also destroy the mountain and shake the mountain.

The sound of the sword sounded on the Chopping Horse Bridge, and Jia Qing's footsteps slammed on the bridge deck of the Chopping Horse Bridge, and a blast exploded on the soles of his feet and the bridge deck of the Bluestone Bridge.

The bluestone bridge, which had existed for a hundred years, collapsed directly under this blast and fell into the blue lake below, causing ripples.

And the initiator had already risen into the air, holding an ancient sword and rushing towards the Bai family at the end of the street.

The six warriors who were guarding the door of the Bai family were concentrating on guarding the Bai family, and after suddenly feeling the killing machine, they raised their long axes without the slightest hesitation and greeted the direction of the killing machine in front of them.

Just as they were about to use their cultivation to exert their magical powers, the sword intent from the far sky had already rushed into their bodies, directly destroying their internal organs and eight veins into a mass of smithereens.

The six of them froze on the spot, completely out of breath, and Jia Qing had already appeared in front of the Bai family's gate behind them.

Following Jia Qing to see the lively demon clansmen, looking at this scene, a pair of eyes widened like copper bells, and there were also some people who had good cultivation, looking at Jia Qing's previous blow, they were all shocked.

Ten years ago, it was just the existence of the Demon Venerable, but ten years later, such a powerful combat power and means broke out, which shocked their hearts, and remembered Jia Qing's former title.

Qingluan County's young generation kendo talent Jia Qingjia Gongming.

"It seems that the result of today's revenge search is not yet known!" In the eyes of these demon clansmen who have cultivated well, the combat power that Jia Qing had burst out before had already made them re-examine Jia Qing.

"I don't know yet, Bai Chonglou's strength has been obvious to all fifteen years ago, and Jia Qing has no hope of surviving at all!"

Some people in the crowd began to argue, obviously convinced of Jia Qing's fate today.

"What can you see with your eyes?" The person who subconsciously said an unintentional word, under the questioning of the people around him, shook his head, whispered a boring word, and was ready to ignore the person next to him.

But I didn't expect that the person next to me was a kraft candy, and he vowed to stick to it.

"Who do you say? If you don't accept it, let's gamble now!"

"Gambling?" The man was angered by the people around him: "What are you afraid of gambling? Who has the master been afraid of in the Qingchang Street casino?"

"What's the gambling method?"

For a while, many people who watched the excitement were interested in the quarrel between the two, and many of them joined the gambling fight.

"We are all betting that Jia Qing will die today!"

There are only a few people who can see that Jia Qing is good before, and most people still think that Jia Qing will die today.

"See how you lose for a while?" The person who was the first to provoke the anger sneered, secretly thinking about how much benefit Jia Qing would make if he died for a while, and his heart blossomed.

In front of the gate of Baifu, Jia Qing held an ancient sword, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the bluestone street, looked at the gate in front of him, recalled the scenes of the past, and after a while, some sharp and harsh voices sounded in front of the gate of Baifu: "Bai Chonglou, come out and die!"

The short seven characters were so murderous that the entire street was covered with a layer of hoarfrost in an instant.

After Jia Qing's voice fell, a figure also sounded in the depths of the White Mansion, its sound was like a copper bell ringing, deafening, and it contained great majesty: "Jia Qing, I have been waiting for you for ten years, and you are finally here!"

"Waited for me for ten years?" Jia Qing was a little surprised: "You have been looking at me all these years, it seems that I have always been wrong, but so what, you will definitely die today!"

As he spoke, Jia Qing's ancient sword shook in his hand, and his silent sword intent surged out, turning into a torrent and rushing towards the Baifu in front of him.

Under the light of his sword, the mansion of Baifu was directly torn into pieces of flying flotsam.

"I reached the peak of the Demon King fifteen years ago, and if you have achieved success in cultivation in ten years, you don't dare to say that you can kill me!"

The sound of the flying flotsam like a bell sounded again, and a blurred figure of the flying flotsam slowly revealed its figure, a bee-waisted ape arm, wearing a set of silver-white armor, and a white heavy building carrying an extremely wide and long snow-white knife walked out.

The broadsword in his hand rested on the ground, and the blade of the forward blade rubbed against an unpleasant cacophony.

"It's great to live a long time, can I kill you, I'll see you today!" Seeing Bai Chonglou walking out of the ruins with a knife, Jia Qing's ancient sword shook in his hand, and a dead tree appeared behind him.

As his sword moved up, the aura of silence in his body became stronger and stronger, and in an instant, a gray air flow around him drowned him.

"The withered branches and jackdaw caves people's hearts, the thousand trees are dead and the flowers are empty, the nine trees are from the earth and turn to the green and the underworld, and the gray grass snake gathers the enemy!"

The strange chanting sound rose and fell, and its meaning was extremely mysterious and difficult to understand, in this chanting, Jia Qing's body turned into an ethereal shadow, entangled in Bai Chonglou.

I didn't take Jia Qing in my eyes before, but after Jia Qing moved, Bai Chonglou's eyes were already full of solemnity.

In ten years and seventy-two days, a demon venerable has become the existence of a demon king at the pinnacle, which is extremely shocking for Bai Chonglou.

"Didn't you really get the inheritance of the Sword Shrine?"

Just thinking about it, Bai Chonglou guessed some possibilities.

"Hehe, what do you think?" The body brought out afterimages in the air, and the ancient sword in Jia Qing's hand was like a star in the night, not a cold star, stabbing towards Bai Chonglou's body.

Although Bai Chonglou was a little in a hurry for a while, Bai Chonglou was not hurt, the Nine Dragons Sword in his hand danced, and the dragon chanted for a while, temporarily protecting his thoughtfulness.

In front of the Bai Mansion, in the street not far away, Qin Yu, Luo Tianxian, Wang Xiaoyu and Chen Daonan were standing in the crowd, watching this scene.

"Mother, do we really want to save Bai Chonglou? You also heard it, this Bai Chonglou is full of killing the Jia family!" Qin Yu stood beside Luo Tianxian and talked to Luo Tianxian with a divine soul transmission.

"His affairs are a little strange, Bai Chonglou used to be a friend of his mother, I know his personality very well, not to mention this, the most important thing for us to appear here today is that we need to find some clues about your father here!" Luo Tianxian said with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Father?" After hearing Luo Tianxian's words, Qin Yu's brows furrowed slightly, and his face became ugly: "I don't have a father!"