Xiao Wu was startled and hurriedly flashed back.

Xuan Qing looked at the person intently, only to see that the person did not open his eyes, his expression was contemptuous, as if there was no one in his eyes, and said lightly:

"What do you want to do when you come to my cave?"

Xuan Qing didn't answer, but quietly glanced at the man.

"You blocked the transportation of Huangzuling minerals, we are here to ask what happened. ”

"Hahaha!"

The man burst out laughing, "Since the two of you can come to me, my puppet will inevitably suffer heavy casualties, and without the puppet, my cultivation can no longer be carried out, so I have to change places." ”

After that, he opened his eyes and slowly got up.

Xiao Wu's eyes flashed, as if he thought of something, but he was not sure, just looked at the person's face and thought hard.

"After I leave, your ore will be able to be transported. ”

As he spoke, the man flew up the blood pool and jumped up, standing in the distance from Xuanqing.

"We don't have conflicting interests, so we don't have to do it. ”

The man had a point, since he was leaving, there was no need to do anything.

This is the case in the cultivation world, since everyone is safe and sound, why bother to make a big fuss?

The man bowed his hand to Xuan Qing, lowered his head and began to pack his things. It looks like it's really leaving.

The problem that has plagued Huang Zuling for months has been solved like this?

Xuan Qing didn't believe it, but this was the case, and just as he was about to turn back and return, Xiao Wu suddenly said a word:

"Master, this is the one who slaughtered Salt Water Village. “

Xuan Qing was stunned, his footsteps stopped stiffly, and his eyes looked at Xiao Wu coldly: "Are you sure?"

Xiao Wu nodded vigorously, "I can't be mistaken." “

Xuan Qing turned around and walked quickly to the man, who had just sucked the blood from the blood pool and was about to get up, but he saw Xuan Qing turn back with an angry face, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Why did you return?"

Xuan Qing's fists clenched, and he asked straight and straight, "Did you participate in a massacre?"

When he asked, it was serious, and every character seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, all emitting angry flames.

"Slaughter?"

The man sneered, "I've killed countless people, and I've participated in more massacres, which one do you ask?"

Seeing that the man said that the clouds were light and the wind was light, Xiao Wu immediately added:

"Is it Yanshui Village, the Yanshui Village of Bishan County?

Xiao Wu said indignantly.

The man raised his chest at this time, and said without squinting: "Kill it, kill it, what dare you not admit it......?

Touching the door of his head, as if recalling for a moment, the man slowly shook his head: "There are too few people in that village, and they will die before they can be killed......

Xuan Qing felt a long pain in his heart, and the anger in his heart at this time rushed to a peak.

"So, I didn't wrong you?"

"Of course I'm not wronged, how about I kill it?" the man spread his hands.

After receiving the confirmation, Xuan Qing pulled out the Phantom Snow Sword with a sonorous sound.

"Your Excellency may go, but leave your life behind. ”

Xuan Qing said sonorously and powerfully, and the Phantom Snow Sword in his hand shone with cold light.

The man snorted coldly when he heard this, "Boy, just because I said I won't do it doesn't mean that you are my opponent." ”

After that, he looked at Xuan Qing with burning eyes, and said fiercely: "Boy, the impulse of the cultivation world is easy to die. “

Xuan Qing's expression did not move, and his face was gloomy.

"If you hurt my people, I will fight with you forever!"

As he spoke, the Phantom Snow Sword swept up and slashed at the man.

The man's figure rose instantly, his arms were spread, and a red blood ball condensed from his chest, smashing towards Xuan Qing.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the snowball exploded on Xuanqing's side, wrapping around the rubble on the ground and splashing in all directions.

Xuan Qing was shocked in his heart, this guy's cultivation was at least two levels higher than him, and although the cultivation of the ghost clan couldn't feel it, he could judge one or two with their combat strength with one hand.

The man threw the fireball and immediately flew towards the hole.

"Want to go?"

Xuan Qing strode away, and the man flew forward in fear, and the speed was more than two or three times faster than that of Xuan Qing. Soon out of the hole. Xuanqing was willing to stop there, chased even tighter, and strode out wildly.

Seeing that the man was getting faster and faster, he was about to get out of his attack range.

He yelled, "Shadowless Step"

There was a sudden light sweep under his feet, and he moved away more than a foot in an instant, and took a few steps in succession, and finally caught up with that person.

Xuan Qing didn't say a word, his body swept up, he grabbed the man's shirt, and pulled it back, and the man fell from the sky with a scream.

With a sigh, the man got up from the ground, pointed at Xuanqing and shouted:

"You kid, look for death!"

As he spoke, he pulled out a blood-red sword and fought with Xuan Qing.

Xuan Qing did not show weakness, when the sword light attacked, Xuan Qing changed the Thirteen Styles of Phantom Snow in his hand, but these sword moves did not have much attack power against this person, but all the killing moves were blocked one by one.

Xuan Qing was entangled step by step, and even if he couldn't be killed, he couldn't let him go.

The sword in his hand kept dancing, forcing the man to retreat again and again.

The two of them couldn't get in, and between the sword lights flying, the water couldn't be splashed in, and Xiao Wu only watched from the side with a battle axe, wanting to help, but he couldn't intervene at all.

The two were in a stalemate for a long time, and the man seemed to be impatient, and threw a fireball that exploded, quickly separating the two figures.

With a booming sound, the two people were separated instantly, with a distance of about five or six zhang in the middle.

The hatred in Xuan Qing's heart surged wildly, hearing that the combat power and this person were simply not on the same plane, and if he persisted, he was afraid that he would be the one who would die.

At this moment, Xuan Qing took a sharp breath of cold air and looked at the man.

At this point, the man scolded impatiently:

"Lu Long, this bastard, told me to kill people and play, and provoked such a difficult master?"

"I'm still a brother, it's too bad!"

That person was entangled by Xuanqing not lightly, he was in the stage of rushing to the level, the true qi in his body was very weak, he wanted to be peaceful, who knew that he would not forgive Xuanqing when he met him.

I couldn't help but sigh secretly in my heart:

Bad luck, bad luck!

Although there was a gap of several zhang, his self-talk was thoroughly heard by Xuan Qing, and Xuan Qing's powerful spiritual power had long surpassed his own class.

When he was still at the third level of condensation, his spiritual power had already reached the fifth layer of condensation. What's more, now, hearing self-talk a few feet away is too pediatric.

The corners of Xuan Qing's mouth curved slightly, it turned out that he was Lu Long's brother. Lu Long, the patriarch of the ghost clan, has only one younger brother, and that is Lu Jiao.

The two brothers didn't have a good look.

Xuan Qing noticed that in the midst of the layers of parrying, Na Lu Jiao seemed to be retreating step by step, and wanted to finish him off as soon as possible.

There must be some weakness in him......

Xuan Qing sorted out his thoughts, and thought about it carefully, the man seemed to be panting after using the blood cells in his palm, and he looked like he was unsustainable.

He quickly concluded that the blood ball in his palm must be very consuming of true qi.

He looked at Lu Jiao again, and secretly had an idea in his heart.

"Take your life!"

Xuan Qing shouted violently and rushed out, the Phantom Snow Sword swished in the air and slashed wildly, and the next moment Lu Jiao's face froze, and he took a few steps back a little nervously.

The original light and breezy pride on his face disappeared at this time.

Hurriedly stretched out his arms, Cui moved his true qi, and after a while, a ball of blood condensed between his palms, Lu Jiao's eyes were fierce, and his palms pushed hard, and quickly smashed towards Xuanqing.

In the field of vision, the ball of blood roared by, and Xuan Qing did not dodge, and raised the Phantom Snow Sword to meet it stiffly.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the blood ball exploded, and the Phantom Snow Sword caught up with it, and the sword body trembled, quickly transmitted to the wrist, and Xuan Qing's heart was shocked.

This time, the impact was much less powerful than the last time, and he looked at Lu Jiao keenly, only to see that his face suddenly turned pale, panting, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

This guy is at the end of his crossbow.

Xuan Qing drew his sword and stabbed out again, "When, when, when", dang a few moves in front of Lu Jiao, just when Lu Jiao was tired of parrying, he suddenly collected the Phantom Snow Sword, and then jumped up, clasped his palms together, and condensed a big Buddha rubbing.

A golden phantus in both palms was clearly outlined, beating slowly, like a shaking wick.

Lu Jiao's eyebrows suddenly froze, "You can actually cultivate the rubbing of the Buddha!!"

As a member of the ghost clan, Lu Jiao knew too much about the power of the Buddha's rubbing, and the Xuanqing in front of him really surprised him a lot.

Immediately retreated, forcibly transported the true qi, and prepared to take Xuan Qing's palm print.

After the phantom on Xuan Qing's wrist absorbed enough true qi, he flew towards Lu Jiao furiously.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the palm print exploded.

Lu Jiao's clothes were blown apart, and pieces of goose feathers floated through the air.

He rolled on the spot, and after a long time, he stood up slowly, without saying a word, his face was swollen with purple swelling, and his whole body was trembling.

This kind of evil cultivator is most afraid of being attacked before rushing through the pass, and at this time, Lu Jiao has not yet succeeded in rushing through the pass, and he has to make a move by Xuan Qing's step by step, and the breath in his body has long been unstable.

At this time, Lu Jiao, if he forcibly urges his true qi, he may be in danger of his life. If he wants to take the road and escape, where is Xuan Qing willing to give in, he can only suppress Xuan Qing with the momentum on the surface.

"Boy, if you are struggling with each other, you are not welcome to blame me!"

Lu Jiao said in a deep voice.

This move was quickly recognized by Xuan Qing, Xuan Qing was originally a stunned boy who was not afraid of heaven and earth, where to care what level you had, it only depends on your combat strength.

Seeing that Lu Jiao's body was unstable, Xuan Qing jumped forward and pointed with a long sword:

"Take your life!"

"Wait. Lu Jiao knew that it was useless to resist at this time, he covered his heart with one hand, stabilized the chaotic aura of being beaten by Xuan Qing, and said slowly:

"Brother, let me go, I am willing to offer the Tsukidan that I have been seeking for many years. ”

"Tsukidan?"

Zhuji Dan is a big treasure, and in the later stage of condensation, if there is no Zhuji Dan, it will not be possible to form a foundation smoothly.

And Tsukidan is very rare, only existing in the Great Gate Sect, any Tsukidan will attract a shocking battle.

The long sword pointing at Lu Jiao trembled slightly, Tsukidan is something that any cultivator who has not completed the foundation building dreams of, and now, as long as his sword moves slightly, that thing is his.

Xuan Qing's eyes froze, and the scene of the tragic death of his father and fellow villagers flashed in his mind again, and he wanted to let the enemy go to get Tsukidan, but he couldn't do it!

Immediately, his eyes were fierce, and the long sword stabbed forward!

"Poof!"

With a dull sound, the Phantom Snow Sword was inserted into Lu Jiao and passed through his chest!

Lu Jiao's body suddenly froze, and he slowly looked down at his chest, a few drops of blood fell from the tip of the sword, and a sweet smell of blood emanated from the air.

"You ......"

Lu Jiao's words were in his throat. Xuan Qing twisted the Phantom Snow Sword fiercely, and the sword body stirred hard in Lu Jiao's intestines, and the internal organs immediately changed positions, and the blood filled the abdominal cavity.

Lu Jiao tilted his head, and he lost his breath.

After three or five breaths, the guy fell to the ground with a thud.

Xuan Qing put the sword into the sheath, Xiao Wu got up from the ground at this time, and saw that Lu Jiao was dead, and immediately breathed a big sigh of relief.

"It's finally dead. ”