Shi Yifan's firm voice without the slightest turn was rising, but in the main hall of Qingcheng, there was a gloomy cloud.

No one thought that Qin Yifan would really dare to come to the door. Moreover, the ferocious aura emanating from his body seemed to be even stronger than the rumors, and even those who had been to the Fist Seal Lake asserted that there had never been such a strong ferocious aura that could make people have frequent demons in the cultivation center, and those who had a little worse will in cultivation would be taken advantage of by it.

Even if Qingcheng is in charge now, he doesn't dare to say that he will definitely be able to resist that terrifying pressure. However, the prestige of Qingcheng for thousands of years can't be so insulted by a vertical man, even if an exception is made today to invite the elders who have been in retreat for many years, they will have to compete with this demon.

It's just that those junior disciples outside really don't care? How could Qingsong, a criminal who is a criminal, believe that kind of unbounded rumors and cause such trouble?

Outside, Qin Yifan's voice still penetrated all obstacles and reached the hall. All of them are focused on the person in charge. Is it to defend one's own personal disciples and allow other junior disciples to be slaughtered, or is it to destroy one's relatives in righteousness?

There are many people lying outside, but many of them are the disciples of everyone here, and if the head of the sect doesn't come forward again, maybe they will have to come forward to save their disciples. It is not something that can convince the public to be in charge of teaching and defending his disciples.

"This murderer doesn't know where he got this fierce aura, but he can't fight it, so he can only invite me out of Qingcheng to worship the elders!" the master instructed one of the junior disciples over there. The junior brother took the order and left.

Er Yifan counted word by word, and there seemed to be no action in it. Qin Yifan looked at the disciples not far in front of him, stood up, pulled out the two swords in front of him, and slowly walked over there.

"Does he dare to kill someone?" several senior brothers were still looking at the senior brother in charge.

"He dares to kill people in my Qingcheng, and my Qingcheng is inseparable from him!" Looking over the mountain gate. Everyone's divine consciousness can cover that area, and what happens there is naturally clear.

"Stop!" the master shouted loudly and flew towards the mountain gate.

Qin Yifan carried his twin swords and walked in front of those Qingcheng disciples who couldn't move. He just shook his head, and then slashed down with a sword. Without waiting for those people to react, in fact, those people were in such close contact with the dude in the lake. There could be no reaction at all. Qin Yifan's murderous method did not feel pain at all. By the time the Qingcheng Sect Master appeared at the mountain gate, Qin Yifan had already sat back in place, under the mountain gate. A corpse that staggered to the ground. The twin swords were still inserted in front of Qin Yifan, but they were not stained with blood.

"Mr. Qin, I did this at the Qingcheng Mountain Gate. It's too much of a deception!" Look at the corpse in disarray in front of you. There was a wordless anger in his heart, facing Qin Yifan. It's just a verbal reprimand.

"So is it the etiquette that the noble disciples kill people in my mansion?" Qin Yifan sat in place, without raising his head, staring at the two swords in front of him, and asked in a deep voice: "Could it be that you are only allowed to be the first year of junior high school in Qingcheng, and I am not allowed to be the fifteenth Qin Yifan?"

One sentence completely pushed back the master, no matter how you say it, it is also the fault of his disciples. Let him go out to practice, who knows what rumors he will mistakenly believe and cause such trouble, now Qin Yifan has come to the door, but he will not come forward for the sake of Qingcheng's thousands of years of face, Qin Yifan has not given him a chance, but unfortunately, he did not seize it.

"The criminal Qingsong has been ordered to retreat and introspect to thank the world, do you still want to kill them all?"

"Retreat and introspection?" Qin Yifan sneered: "If you kill someone, can you just have a retreat and self-reflection?" Very good, after today's work, I will also retreat and introspect to thank the world!

Qin Xiaoling and Ying Zheng's predecessors were watching from not far away, and the fierce aura here seemed to have no effect on them. Suddenly, the senior of Ying Zheng seemed to sense something, grinned, nodded at Qin Xiaoling, and then his body shook and disappeared.

Before Qingcheng could say anything, Qin Yifan had already spoken again: "I don't want to kill more, but I'm not afraid of creating monstrous killings, since you think I'm the devil, then I'll show you the devil!"

"Shut up, madman!" Qingcheng is cultivation is good, standing in front of a pile of corpses of Qingcheng disciples, listening to Qin Yifan's words, it is impossible to be indifferent.

"Very good, that's if you don't want to, then you can't complain that I'll go in and find it myself!" Qin Yifan got up, grabbed his double swords, and began to rush towards the mountain gate.

"Kill him!

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and gave this order that he would regret for the rest of his life.

The disciples of Qingcheng, who had long been unable to hold back, no matter how strong the fierce aura was at this time, sacrificed their swords and frantically killed this side.

Qin Yifan also snorted and didn't leave his hand again. The momentum of the brother in the lake has also expanded to the maximum, facing the strongest murderous aura, and the killing will pass.

After all, he is a master, and his shot is different from the original junior disciples, and there are rules and methods. It's a pity that it was Qin Yifan who ran into it, and it was Qin Yifan who shot with all his might, any magic weapon couldn't get close to Qin Yifan's body within a foot at all, and it would always be blocked by the double swords in Qin Yifan's hands. Moreover, the five elements burst out of the double swords, bursting in an instant, and the opponent's flying sword only touched it, as if it hit a huge powder magazine, and in the rumbling sound, those flying swords were either shocked back, or exploded into a mess, and those that were slightly of poor quality were immediately shattered.

The destruction of magic weapons will at least make the owners of those magic weapons feel a little uncomfortable. Coupled with the influence of the momentum of the brother in the lake, there was no threatening means of attack for a moment and a half.

The head of the sect is also in a hurry, why those worship elders haven't come out yet. At the moment, this Qin Yifan is very difficult to deal with, how can this be good?

Who would have thought that Qin Yifan, who was just an ordinary person in the eyes of their cultivators, would have such terrifying power? Although he had those terrifying ferocious auras to help, he himself was also shrouded in these ferocious aura, could he really be unaffected?

Qin Yifan didn't entangle with them, but just walked towards the mountain gate step by step. This time there was a fuss at the Qingcheng Mountain Gate, and the thousand-year-old Qingcheng was already discredited. With so many disciples' lives, if there is no explanation, Qingcheng can almost lock the mountain gate from now on and see no outsiders. At this moment, Qin Yifan behaved like this again, once Qin Yifan walked into the mountain gate and personally pulled out the green pine, it is estimated that from tomorrow, there will be no Qingcheng as a cultivator.

This is not only a matter of face, but also a question of trust in Qingcheng. If Qingcheng can't even protect his own disciples, then who else will enter the Qingcheng sect to practice?

Although Qin Yifan was reasonable, he couldn't bow his head to Qin Yifan, which was the reason. Now that there is such a trouble, the two sides are already a mortal enemy, and they will never die.

Although the two elders of the Purple and Green Twin Swords have no time to care about it now, the inherent quality of the Twin Swords is difficult for ordinary flying swords to match. The magic weapon is not suitable for opponents, and even people are not opponents. Anyone who dares to stand in front of Qin Yifan, no matter who it is, Qin Yifan will be slashed with a sword. Even if he is lucky to dodge, Qin Yifan will not chase and kill, if he can't dodge, he will only be unlucky, and Qin Yifan will not regret it.

The death of more than a dozen mountain people has already made Qin Yifan have no good impression of these so-called famous and decent families, and there is only one word left in his mind. It is a thousand steps from the mountain gate to the lobby where the guests are entertained. But within this thousand steps, there is no one who can stop Qin Yifan's footsteps, Qingcheng is in charge of the generation, and he has lost at least six senior brothers, but he can't let Qin Yifan stay for a single step.

In the direction of the back mountain, there was a sudden earth-destroying might. The power was so strong that even Qin Yifan was a little surprised. But soon Qin Yifan returned to normal.

Feeling this extraordinary majesty, Qingcheng Sect Leader also showed a hint of joy on his face, and shouted: "Demon, you can't come and go today!" In his opinion, that majesty must be the worship elders of those seniors in Qingcheng, otherwise, it would be impossible to have such a cultivation.

It's just that this joy didn't last long before it was broken by the appearance of a figure. Ying Zheng's predecessor appeared in front of everyone with a smile, threw a bunch of things in his hand to the ground, and said with a smile: "This time, there are a few little guys whose things are not bad, and they have all been brought to you." ”

Qin Yifan looked at the pile of things indifferently, but the Qingcheng Sect Leader was stunned. Among the piles of things thrown down by Ying Zheng's predecessors, there were many things that he was familiar with, at least the flying swords that his master commonly used were among them. Master's flying sword is already here, but what about that person? Even the head of the previous generation ended up like this, and the other flying swords were also here to worship the elders, and the consequences can be imagined.

This is really the ordinary person who is just a lucky martial artist who has just mastered some subtle techniques and attracted the hearts of the disciples of the outer mountain sects of various sects?

Qin Yifan's attack was also taken once, and he was lucky, so he was not injured, but the other junior brothers were not so lucky. Could it be that today is the greatest catastrophe in Qingcheng in the past thousand years? Qingcheng is in a catastrophe?

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