"Kuroko!"

Xuan Qing let out a mournful roar and gently put the sunspot on the ground. turned around and stood up, his eyes locked on the white-robed man, and a burst of anger burst out on his body: "Take your life!"

Then he jumped out and approached the white-robed man with his sword. The white-robed man had just broken his arm, and he hurriedly ordered the acupoint to stop the bleeding, and was about to heal his wounds with luck, but he didn't want this kid to be undiminished, and he was still chasing after him.

The white-robed man looked at everyone helplessly and shouted, "Up!"

When everyone heard this, they rushed up, and the white-robed man immediately sat cross-legged, and his luck healed. While healing, his eyes couldn't help but peep at Xuanqing's every move......

"Wyvern Flash!"

I saw Xuan Qing shouting angrily, and with a sword down, he cut down the person in front of him, and the man leaned into the sword, fluttered twice and then lost his breath. A few more people rushed up, and Xuan Qing still took a sword and put the gang down.

After a while, a sneer appeared on the corner of the white-robed man's mouth.

This kid looks extremely strong, compared to the lack of internal strength, otherwise he would not use only one move over and over again.

Thinking like this, he immediately stretched out and jumped in front of Xuan Qing.

"I'm coming!"

After an angry shout, everyone stopped, and everything fell silent at this moment.

I saw the white-robed man stretch out his palm, run the true qi to his arm, turn his palm over, and then condense a fist-sized fireball, the fireball rotated in the palm of his hand for a moment, squeaking and steaming, and after a while, the white-robed man slapped at Xuanqing in the air.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the fireball turned into thousands of light knives and flew away. Xuan Qing looked down and saw that the clothes on his body were torn several times, and four or five wounds were cut on his chest. A piece of sword spectrum slipped out of his arms, and was seen by Yingchuan Lie, who immediately shouted:

"That's the sword spectrum, grab it!"

Hearing this, the white-robed man flew up, stretched out his hand to grab it, Xuan Qing moved back, the sword in his hand swung heavily, the white-robed man dodged lightly, and he pounced.

He was about to swing his sword again, but he saw that the tip of the sword sank at dusk, and the white-robed man gently stepped on the sword body with one toe, hanging in the air.

Xuan Qing was not annoyed, although this white-robed man was only one condensation layer higher than him, his attack speed was more than twice as high as him.

After a pause, his eyes met the sneering gaze of the white-robed man, his eyes were cold, and he punched out, and then his body swept away, quickly dodged, and fell a foot away.

"Boy, you're too slow. The white-robed man sneered.

Xuan Qing's heart was full of anger, and without hesitation, he turned his true qi and struck out with a sword:

"Jiaolong goes to sea!"

A purple aura flashed from the sword body, and it swept towards the white-robed man. I saw that the white-robed man was slightly stunned, thinking that Xuanqing had some new tricks, and after a closer look, he realized that it was still the "Flying Dragon Flash" just now, but it had just changed its name.

Then he smiled contemptuously: "Just this trick, see how long you can last!"

The white-robed man not only did not dodge, but raised his palm to block, and a fireball in his palm collided with the purple qi on the sword, and with a bang, the sword qi exploded.

"Hehe, donkey skills are exhausted!"

Xuan Qing was shocked and took two steps back, snorted, and made another move.

The white-robed man thought that he would win this move, and raised his palm again, and just as the fireball condensed, Xuan Qing flew over and grabbed his arm, and the force was so great that he couldn't move.

I saw that the white-robed man's face changed greatly, and although his "broken heart palm" was infinitely powerful, it also had drawbacks. Once struck, it must be avoided quickly, or it will self-injure. And Xuan Qing was grabbing his arm, and he could dodge it in the slightest! This palm would hurt Xuan Qing even more if it hurt him.

- This kid is crazy!

Between the lightning and flint, the white-robed man pushed hard, and only then did he move half a minute.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the "Broken Heart Palm" burst open.

The white-robed man desperately leaned back, but Xuan Qing didn't hide at all, grabbed him with one arm, and there was a resolute determination in his expression.

Everyone looked at this scene in disbelief, only to see that the flesh and blood on the chests of the two were blurred, and their clothes were blown into strips of cloth, barely hanging on their bodies.

The seriously injured white-robed man spurted out a mouthful of blood, but fortunately, Xuanqing had the true qi of the floating pearl to protect his body, and this palm only hurt the flesh and skin, and did not hurt the internal organs.

In contrast, the white-robed man was more seriously injured, and when the broken heart palm exploded, it was closer to him, so it was also powerful.

The air was full of dust.

A moment later, the long sword in Xuan Qing's hand flashed, and with a "poof", the white-robed man was cut off! Xuan Qing snorted coldly, shook his upper body hard, and threw it a few feet away!

Then he looked at the crowd. The crowd was shocked and hesitated.

At this time, Yingchuan Lie scolded when he saw this:

"Did Lao Tzu raise you to watch the excitement?"

"Give it to me!"

Then the people trembled and gathered around.

Xuan Qing's eyes were cold, and the long sword in his hand swung fiercely, and a purple light dragged out of the sword body, overturning the person in front of him on his back.

The man knocked out his front teeth and struggled for a moment, blood pouring out of his mouth.

The rest of the people rushed up one after another, and Xuan Qing slashed wildly with his sword, but his momentum was getting weaker and weaker.

The gang chased closer and tighter step by step, Xuan Qing was already injured, and the "Flying Dragon Flash" was extremely consuming of true qi, he could fight with all his strength, relying on his mind, not physical strength.

After a while, the true qi was exhausted, and the wound was constantly dripping blood, and Xuan Qing only felt that his eyes were blurry, and his legs and feet had no strength. He had to hold his sword on the ground and gasp slightly.

Seeing him like this, Yingchuan Lie knew that he was at the end of his crossbow, and immediately shouted: "This kid can't hold on, give it to me!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately became energetic, and one by one they rushed towards him with weapons.

In his sight, the sword flashed, Xuan Qing couldn't help but take half a step back, and suddenly felt that his feet were empty, and he couldn't help but be surprised: he had reached the edge of the cliff.

Looking down, the clouds below cover the fog, and I don't know how deep it is.

There is no way to retreat, you can only fight. Then he clenched the hilt of the sword again, dripping blood flowed from his fingers, and looked at everyone with sharp eyes:

"Come on!"

I saw that his eyes were scarlet, and he was about to swing his sword, when a person next to him jumped up, and the two exchanged blows, and after three or five moves, Xuanqing's sword flew out of his hand and fell under the cliff.

The true qi was empty, and there was no weapon, Xuan Qing's heart couldn't help but beat wildly. When the rest of the people saw that he had lost his weapon, they were even more fearless, and they surrounded him one after another.

At this time, Yingchuan Lie's eyes showed a wild look and a cruel smile.

Spun the sledgehammer in his hand for a moment, and then danced wildly and blasted at Xuanqing.

With a dull sound, the sledgehammer was smashing on Xuan Qing's chest, only to feel a twist in his internal organs, Xuan Qing staggered and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

As soon as his legs went limp, he fell to the ground.

In the field of vision, Yingchuan Lie walked over with a cruel smile, and when he saw Xuanqing's tragic situation, he immediately smacked his lips:

"Boy, I knew that this was the case, why bother in the first place, you obediently handed over the sword book, and you wouldn't be so ......"

Xuan Qing struggled unwillingly, trying to stand up, but his hands and feet were like soft mud, and he didn't have half the strength, so he only slowly moved his hand to his chest and probed. - Fortunately, the sword score is still there.

He glanced at the cliff, a sneer on his lips.

"I want a sword book, dream!"

With that, roll over and fall down the cliff!

Whew!――

The sound of the wind breaking in his ears was loud, and his body fell uncontrollably. After a while, I felt that my back sank, and I lost consciousness.

......

I don't know how long it took, when Xuan Qing opened his eyes again, he only saw that the sun was blazing, and it should be noon.

He moved his neck slightly, and looked around, surrounded by gray stone walls, and he was lying on an ancient pine. It turned out that when he jumped off the cliff, he tripped over an ancient pine branch, and he was saved from death.

Xuan Qing seemed to remember something, raised his hand and touched it, and immediately put his mind at ease, - the sword score is still there. I tried to move my feet again, but luckily my bones were not injured.

All we have to do now is get out of here. He looked down, about seven or eight feet from the bottom of the cliff.

Then he settled down and looked around, only to see the cliff surrounded by dead vines. He got up and grabbed a dead vine and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's up to you.

Then he jumped and slid down the dead vines. There was still snow on the cliff wall, which was extremely slippery, and it took half an hour to reach the ground.

The moment the soles of his feet hit the ground, Xuan Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and when he saw his wooden sword stuck in the ground, he picked it up.

With his father in mind, he endured the pain and walked towards the mountain.

I had just walked a few steps when I heard the sound of footsteps. Xuan Qing listened carefully, and a voice was clear in his ears: "Search carefully, you have to see people in life, and you have to see corpses in death......"

He subconsciously turned around and looked, only to see a group of people walking down the mountain, led by a young man in yellow, with a rebellious face, pointing at the people behind him as he walked. Xuan Qing took a general look, and there were seventy or eighty of them.

These people are all sturdy, and they are obviously the samurai elite of the Yingchuan family.

Immediately, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly picked up his sword and hid behind a boulder. Right now, he is seriously injured, let alone a group of people, even if there are three or two, he may not be killed even if he tries his best.

The young man in yellow was getting closer and closer, and that person was none other than Yingchuan Xiu, the son of Ying Chuanlie.

Xuan Qing held his breath and hid behind the boulder motionless.

Ying Chuanxiu led people to search and found nothing, and was about to leave, when he suddenly saw a series of footprints on the ground. Then he twisted his eyebrows, squatted down to inspect it, and pointed to the back: "Over there!"

The group then followed the footprints and pressed forward. Xuan Qing was startled, and the arm holding the sword couldn't help but tighten.

Not far from the boulder, the gang stopped.

Yingchuan Xiu pondered for a moment, thinking that Xuanqing might not be dead, and then shouted: "You, up!" The big man who was hit by him came up with a knife. Walk behind the boulder.

As soon as he dodged behind the boulder, he heard a scream, and the man flew out upside down, and his body was dead on the spot.

Kill with one move!

Everyone looked at each other in amazement, looked at the boulder in horror, and shuddered.

It's so fast!

Everyone hesitated for a moment, guessing what terrible figure was hiding behind the boulder!

Losing one person in the first battle, Yingchuan Xiu raised his eyebrows and shouted:

"Don't be afraid! if it's that kid, he'll only make one move!" called the archer again, and took a stance, and put his bow on the arrow.

Sou!

An arrow swept out.

It was too late, it was fast, Xuanqing was on tiptoe, and he grabbed on the boulder wall, and the arrow whistled past the trouser legs.

Another arrow struck him in the back of the heart, and he slammed and flew sideways, only to hear a thud as the arrow struck into the trunk of the tree, the shaft of which sank into the inch, and the tail feathers let out a low trembling sound.

Whoosh.

The sound of arrows breaking through the air was loud.

Countless arrows burst out and stuck at Xuan Qing's feet, like raindrops. A moment later, the ground was full of arrows, like a forest of grass, and Xuan Qing jumped behind an ancient pine, standing still.

After a while, Yingchuan Xiu ordered the archery to stop, and everyone did not come forward.

After a while, Xuan Qing stood up from behind the trunk. I saw Yingchuan Xiu leading everyone to hold sharp blades and stand murderously not far away.

Seeing him come out, Yingchuan Xiu sneered: "Your kid's life is big enough...... Even so, you will not escape death if you hurt so many people in my family. ”

Xuan Qing's face was cold and he didn't say a word. Sweeping around, it is impossible to leave, and if you fall into the hands of this group of people, you must be in a catastrophe.

Between life and death, there is only one fight.

He reached into his arms, decisively took out the floating bead, sat cross-legged, put the bead in the palm of his hand, and after a while, the true qi slowly entered his body.

Wow.

Xuan Qing's body shook, and a stream of true qi flowed into the dantian, swirling, and quickly spread to his limbs. When I landed, I felt warm in my muscles and bones, and my body was indescribably full and happy.

Yingchuan Xiu was stunned when he saw this, he didn't know what he was doing, his eyes were locked on the bead, and when he saw the bead bubbling purple, his heart was speculating. And the people stood still.

Xuan Qing was not in a hurry, and continued to draw true qi from the floating and sinking beads. After a dozen breaths, I felt that the true qi in my body was tumbling and converging into a storm, as if it had the potential to break through the obstacles. However, he didn't stop, holding the floating pearl in one hand and raising the sword in the other, did he open his eyes and scan the crowd, and grasp the movements of the group of people in front of him at any time.

After staying for a while, Ying Chuanxiu seemed to see through the clues, and hurriedly exclaimed:

"Someone! snatch the beads for me!"

As soon as the words fell, a big man rushed up, raised his knife and slashed horizontally at the top of his head, Xuan Qing swung his sword to block, and the purple light on the sword flashed, and a burst of light was emitted in an instant, shaking the man back two feet away, and then barely stopped.

The man was stunned and shouted: "What a great force!" Then another person shouted, and the two of them attacked left and right, and attacked Xuanqing again.

In an instant, the sword light flickered, and Xuan Qing just parried, not using his true power. The most important thing now is not to hack one or two to death. Rather, it has to win.

After parrying a few moves, Xuan Qing only felt that his breath was unstable.

It turns out that when absorbing true qi, the true qi in the body cannot be mobilized at will, otherwise the true qi will be retrograde, and the consequences will be unimaginable. For the sake of the present, he must endure.

Where would Yingchuan Xiu give him this opportunity, and constantly commanded: "Surround me, don't let this kid get out!" After that, dozens of people surrounded Xuanqing in a fan shape, and for a while, Xuanqing couldn't open his eyes.

He rushed to the left, and within a few steps he was surrounded. Rushing out to the right again, the black and oppressive human walls were all surrounded, he was still absorbing the true qi now, and he didn't dare to mobilize the true qi wantonly, for a while he only had the ability to parry, but he had no power to fight back.

Not long after, there were several bloody cuts on his back.

Xuan Qing shouted, his body swept up, and the whole person jumped up and stood on the boulder.

Holding the floating pearl in his left hand and the sword in his right hand, he felt that the true qi in his body was getting stronger and stronger, rolling over, like a swimming dragon, soaring!

-- It's time.

Xuan Qing secretly made up her mind.

Yingchuan Xiu raised his eyes and glanced at Xuan Qing, and his hatred suddenly rose, and he picked up a stick and waved it over.

Whoa! A loud sound swept through my ears,

Xuan Qing didn't move, when the wooden stick reached the Tianling Gai, he raised his hand and held it, folded his backhand, only to hear a click, and the wooden stick broke.

Seeing the wooden stick being broken, Ying Chuanxiu was taken aback and hurriedly took two steps back. Draw your sword and slash towards Xuanqing.

Xuan Qing's eyes lit up, he raised his sword to block it, flew up again, and kicked Yingchuan Xiu's lower abdomen fiercely, Yingchuan Xiu flew out sideways, was thrown out two feet away, and fell to the ground face to the ground. When he raised his face again, the corners of his mouth were covered with blood, and he found that he had lost two front teeth.

On the boulder, Xuan Qing held the floating pearl and glanced at everyone, exuding an awe-inspiring murderous aura around his body.

A big man swung his sword and slashed, and he raised his hand to block it, pushing the man down a foot away. It doesn't matter if this block is in the back, the floating pearl suddenly went backwards, and suddenly the pain in the abdomen was incomparable, and I couldn't bear a mouthful of blood spurting out.

At the same time, the floating pearl suddenly darkened, and a puff of black smoke came up. It seems that this pearl true qi has been depleted.

Without regret, Xuan Qing threw the bead into the distance, carried the sword, and jumped off the boulder.