Qin Cang had already seen the palm prints and broken traces that appeared in the void, and he could feel that the black-robed man's palm did not use all his strength, but even so, with his current realm, he would definitely not be able to take such a palm, so his pupils subconsciously shrank at this time, but he did not show despair and helplessness. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A heavy thunderous sound erupted in the air.

Before the strength arrived, the palm wind had already knocked Qin Cang hundreds of feet away, and a wisp of blood exploded in the air, poignant and infiltrating!

Qin Cang's body fell heavily into a rock crack hundreds of zhang away, the broken stones penetrated his muscles and flesh, and even his face had many cracks, becoming bloody.

"Too weak!"

The black-robed man just said these two words lightly, and he was about to blast out another palm, destroying Qin Cang into powder.

However, he saw that Qin Cang, who was stuck in the crack of the rock, suddenly surged out of a violent thunderous force, and the purple arc rippled, forming countless small electric blades, cutting the stone with unmistakable accuracy.

Then, he dragged his bleeding body to his feet slowly.

Qin Cang's face was solemn, and he slowly raised his right arm with broken blood vessels, and aimed the blade of the Canglan Sword in the direction where the black-robed man was, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again.

"You, you can't kill me!"

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The wind and snow were cold, but Qin Cang's smile was even colder at this time.

No one knew why with his current cultivation he would not be afraid when facing a Dao Realm powerhouse, let alone why he had the courage to draw his sword against this Dao Realm powerhouse.

Even the powerhouse himself, who was wrapped in a black robe, only reacted after a moment of surprise.

The black robe covered his face, but Qin Cang could imagine that a sneering smile at the fool's face must have appeared on his face at this moment, he really didn't know where Qin Cang's blind confidence came from.

It's just that no matter what kind of expression the black-robed man had, it would not affect Qin Cang's determination to draw his sword.

Laugh at!

A sound of cutting through snowflakes sounded, Qin Cang's face was solemn, and he resolutely took out his sword while being covered in blood.

The sword qi was accurate, and without the slightest deviation, it cut off the snowflake that was pointing, but there was no scene in the air where the snowflake was divided into two, and the snowflake that was pierced was like a real flower waiting to be released, spreading out countless petals and leaves, and the sword marks that were cut formed the interval between the petals, neat and unified.

It's less like a sword move, more like a work of art carved by a master carver.

But it was indeed a sword move.

It was neither the sword move in the Qingyun Sword Pavilion, nor the ancestral sword move of the Qin family, but a special sword intent that he sensed on a winter night when he was seven years old, and a sword move that was associated with this sword intent was called "Howling Wind and Snow".

Using a sword move that he realized by accident at the age of seven to deal with a profound cultivator of the Dao Realm seemed to be a ridiculous move, just like a child accidentally picking up a wooden sword that fell from the sky, and then picking up the wooden sword and slashing at an adult wearing iron armor.

Neither the man nor the sword itself had the ability to harm the adult.

The black-robed man obviously thought so, Qin Cang's speed with his sword was enough to be proud of his peers, but in his opinion, it was no different from a child moving awkwardly, the wind and snow around him that were pulled up by the sword flowers were indeed beautiful, but it was just beautiful, just like those fists and embroidered legs, it was useless to look at.

An unceremonious sneer came out of his mouth, he did not exert his spiritual power again and directly blasted Qin Cang and the sword in his hand away, but slowly stretched out two fingers, and when the snowflakes fluttered around, the two fingers suddenly pointed out, as fast as lightning, and the index finger and middle finger seemed to be twisted into an iron chain, firmly locking the blade of the Canglan Sword.

A sharp whistling sound suddenly came out, and Qin Cang's Canglan Sword suddenly became difficult to advance, and at the same time, a majestic and domineering force passed from the sword body of the Canglan Sword, tearing his tiger mouth in an instant, and the blood flowed like an infusion, rendering the hilt of the sword bright red, but his determination to hold the sword was unprecedentedly strong, even if his arm was already trembling, Qin Cang still did not abandon the sword.

"I really don't understand what you're holding onto, or what you're struggling with, do you think you can have the ability to hurt me with your slight strength?" Looking at Qin Cang, who was frowning, the black-robed man sneered again.

"Huh. He responded with the same cold smile.

The black-robed man's brows also furrowed, it wasn't that Qin Cang suddenly showed any ability that could threaten him, but that he actually saw ridicule on the latter's face again.

This made him puzzled at the same time, but also a little annoyed in his heart.

"Trickery is always a means for the weak. The spiritual power in the black-robed man's body was urged again, and in just an instant, those two fingers that were not slender became even stronger than the heaven-level spiritual weapons, and the sound of metal colliding violently spread, Qin Cang snorted, and spit out a mouthful of reverse blood, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably.

It wasn't until he slammed the Canglan Sword into the ground to stabilize his body that he didn't collapse to the ground and collapsed.

The figure of the black-robed man was still floating like a ghost, and the distance of dozens of zhang was only less than a breath for him, and in an instant, he came to Qin Cang's side again, looking down on the latter with a condescending and indifferent gaze.

"Still don't you understand the gap between you and me?" The palm that was as thin as white bones slowly poked out, locking Qin Cang's throat, and the black-robed man's heart moved, and he directly lifted Qin Cang, looking as simple as holding a rabbit, without using much strength.

However, the pressure Qin Cang felt was extremely heavy, like a million mountains pressing on his chest, making him breathless, even if he was not an ordinary person, but a monk, but under such terrible pressure, if he stayed for a long time, he would undoubtedly suffocate to death.

"I understand. His throat was firmly locked, and Qin Cang could hardly open his lips, but fortunately, he directly used his mind to transmit the sound.

Rao was like this, and his voice was also very low and weak.

"Since you understand, why bother to resist and struggle senselessly?" Qin Cang's answer surprised the black-robed man a little, so he asked another question.

"Then why didn't you use all your strength to bombard me at the beginning, but delayed all the way here?" Qin Cang didn't answer the black-robed man's question, and asked rhetorically in a sneering tone.

A sneer appeared at the corner of the black-robed man's mouth: "The reason why I didn't kill you in an instant is that I think it was too boring, and second, you are here alone tonight, Liu Sandao and Yu Jingluo and others have something to do, and I have used the space blockade, you are a turtle in the urn, and it is difficult to fly with wings, I will not worry about anything happening at all, so I have enough time to torture you." ”

"I have no grudge against you, you are just entrusted by someone to come and ask for my life, why torture?"

The black-robed man suddenly burst out laughing, and his eyes glowed with a strange glow.

This brings us to the third reason, your last name. ”

"My surname?" Qin Cang's eyes were filled with consternation.

It seemed that he was very satisfied with Qin Cang's reaction, and the strength of the black-robed man to lock his throat was reduced slightly, but the coldness on his body did not diminish in the slightest.

"You are very unlucky, there are so many surnames in the world, but you have the surname Qin, and the person I hate the most in my life is the person surnamed Qin. The black-robed man's tone was very calm when he said this, but the more calm he was, the more he hated the person surnamed Qin.

"In this way, you have evolved into hatred for a family because of your hatred for a person, and the factors that cause this transformation are nothing more than two things, one is that you are not in a good state of mind to get out of the shadows, and the other is that you are not strong enough to slash the enemy, so you have fallen into this terrible appearance like a ghost. Qin Cang said.

"You're smart, and your reasoning and analytical skills are the strongest I've ever met. The black-robed man looked at Qin Cang and repeated the previous sentence.

But then he changed his words and looked at Qin Cang with pity.

"It's a pity that the smarter the person, the faster he dies. ”

"More than one person has said this to me, but I am living with dignity now. ”

"Not after today. ”

"Not necessarily. ”

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"Oh?" The black-robed man looked at Qin Cang like a cat and a mouse, the power of his palm suddenly expanded several times, and the sound of bone joints clattering suddenly resounded.

"All I have to do now is a dead man. ”

In the face of such threatening words, Qin Cang's face still did not change, but said in a tone as cold as the wind: "Hate is often due to two reasons, one is hatred due to love, and the other is hatred due to fear, I am the former, but you are the latter. So I'd love to see if the mastery created by a character with the same surname Qin can arouse your hatred and fear?"

When the word "fear" was mentioned, Qin Cang's voice was deliberately lengthened, in order to observe the reaction of the black-robed man, and sure enough, the latter's eyes changed, and his dark green eyes were filled with a strange emotion.

At this moment, countless small but dense sounds suddenly sounded in Qin Cang's body, like a rustling silkworm sound, passing through Qin Cang's flesh and bones, devouring the majestic strength exerted on him by the black-robed man.

This silkworm-like power is not strong, and when it is dispersed, the black-robed man can easily suppress it, but the key is to be dense, and he has an extremely strong sense of familiarity with this force.

It's called Robbery.

It means to kill, but it also means to punish.

The black-robed man's pupils suddenly constricted at this moment.

"You...... You are ......"

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