Xuan Qing's body became lighter and lighter, and his feet left the ground without saying a word, and he rose to a height of Zhang Xu in a flutter.

Looking down at his transformed body, he was just a mud fetus at this time.

Finally condensed the immortal, and now he is also an immortal.

Xuan Qing's body moved and slowly fell from the sky, and Xuan Qing was overjoyed.

The foundation building is finally complete.

This is the first step on the road.

However, Xuan Qing was not complacent about the progress in front of him, his blood revenge had not yet been avenged, and he wanted to go deep into the White Devil Ridge.

Xuan Qing lifted the deadwood sword and decisively stepped down from the foot of the Holy Maiden Mountain.

When he walked halfway up the mountain, Xuan Qing vaguely felt that there was something behind him.

He turned around several times to look, but found nothing unusual, nothing on the snow except his own footprints.

Odd?

Xuan Qing sighed softly, his feeling would not be wrong.

He tentatively stepped forward again, and the shadow behind him followed a little closer, and when Xuanqing turned his head again, his vision was white again, as if there was nothing.

Xuan Qing couldn't help but pause.

"Friend, show up. ”

Xuan Qing shouted, the deadwood sword in his hand couldn't help but clench a little, and light blue sword qi surged out, surrounding the deadwood sword, which was very weird.

In the air not far away, a black shadow appeared out of thin air.

The man's back was to Xuan Qing, and most of his face was covered with a black hood on his head, and the man's back looked a little terrifying, and a strong murderous aura spread from his body.

"Who's stopping me? Get out of the way!"

Xuan Qing roared angrily.

The man's shoulders trembled, and he suddenly let out a contemptuous smile: "Boy, is there something important to do in such a hurry?"

The sound of the urn seemed to come from the Adam's apple.

Xuan Qing was stunned: "What do you care, what do I have to do with you?"

The black shadow smiled even more happily, and after the wild laughter, he slowly turned around and faced Xuan Qing.

His figure was straight, and his face was still expressionless.

"White Devil Ridge is not that easy to go to. ”

There seemed to be a hint of warning in the man's voice.

"How do you know I'm going to White Devil Ridge?"

Few people know about his whereabouts, how did this stranger know?

For Xuan Qing's doubts, the man burst into laughter again:

"For a professional dark killer, knowing what is happening to your target is a lesson we have to do. ”

Xuan Qing was taken aback.

"You're from the Night Killers?"

"It's smart. ”

Finalizing the man's answer was his guess.

The Night Killers are murderous, paranoid and bloodthirsty, all of the killers have undergone rigorous training, and they are absolutely different from ordinary enemies.

Xuan Qing knew that he had encountered a big enemy, and he remembered the first time he fought with the ghost shadow under Jiu Li, that kind of powerful coercion is still fresh in his memory.

The Night Killers are at the mercy of their employers, and once they come out, they will definitely have millions of dollars in the treasury.

Therefore, they never kill innocents indiscriminately, and for them, the unpaid killings are simply not worth it.

"Who is your employer?"

The man shook his head slightly.

"We won't betray our employer, boy, your life must be left behind today. ”

"Look at the move!"

The man was holding a black sword in his hand, and as he spoke, black aura surged above the sword, and above the sword where the aura spread, the man's eyes lit up with hatred, and his body swept out, rushing towards Xuan Qing.

Xuan Qing had already been prepared, and as soon as he raised the deadwood sword to block it, two strong sword lights collided in the air, and under the huge impact, a blazing white light was emitted.

The two people who were impacted by the strong shock wave each took a dozen steps back before they could barely hold on.

"You've finished building the foundation?"

The man was very surprised by Xuan Qing's reaction, such a powerful aura power could only be sent out by a person in the foundation building period.

"Not bad. ”

Xuan Qing did not hide it, although the night killer group flew terrifyingly, but no one wanted to stop him when he went to the White Devil Ridge.

"Completing the foundation building is also in vain, your meridians are still unstable, I will send you to the West Heaven!"

The man held the sword in his hand again, and three phantoms flashed on the sword, and after the three phantoms flickered for a moment, a continuous sword aura spread.

This should be his killer move.

Xuan Qing instinctively realized this.

Three sword shadows.

As long as his earth-shattering eighteen swords have one more style, it is not impossible to deal with him.

He immediately gathered his steps and held the deadwood sword horizontally in front of him. The sword trick was recited in his heart, and the heart of the earth-shattering eighteen swords turned back in his heart.

I don't want to be controlled.

I don't want to be blocked.

A strong unwilling thought rose in Xuan Qing's heart, and that feeling was very strong, urging the sword in his hand, and the sword body shook a few times.

Three phantoms quickly condensed. This earth-shattering eighteen swords, every time you condense a phantom, it means that you have reached the first layer of Xu Lian, Xuanqing has already cultivated the first three forms, so there will be three Xu Ying.

One more time!

Xuan Qing's eyes stared at the sword body, and after about two breaths, a faint light and shadow condensed again, first very faint, and finally more and more real, gradually the same size as the three phantoms.

It's done!

Xuan Qing was very excited in his heart, he didn't expect that in this kind of extremely fast battle, the realm would improve so quickly.

He didn't wait for the other party to attack, but took the initiative to kill it.

"Suffer death!"

Xuan Qing took a step forward, holding a deadwood sword, and rushed towards the man.

"Eighteen Swords of Heaven-shattering!"

With a furious roar, four phantoms attacked the man in black.

The man hurriedly raised his sword to resist, but saw four phantoms released, the first three blocked his first three swords, and the last phantom fell directly to his chest.

He moved, but it was too late to get out, and the sword shadow hit him in the heart.

I saw that the figure of the man in black trembled violently, and the huge pain caused him to lean forward suddenly, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground.

He slowly raised his face and looked at Xuan Qing incredulously.

"How is that possible? How can you have four phantoms?"

Fishy sweet blood came out of the mouth of the man in black.

Xuan Qing took the opportunity to take a step closer, split his five fingers, and grabbed his throat.

"Say, who filmed you?"

The man's gaze flashed with a cold light.

"Don't worry, the people of the Night Killer Group will not betray...... Employer's. ”

Before the last word fell, Xuan Qing's wrist twisted fiercely, and with a click, the person's neck was twisted, and the whole person fell to the ground.

Looking at the cold corpse that was gradually changing on the ground, Xuan Qing did not have the slightest pity.

A woman's kindness is not what a man should have.

He advanced the deadwood sword, and then walked forward.

"I can't imagine that my Xuanqing's life is so valuable, ten thousand gold, it's really extravagant. ”

Xuan Qing comforted himself with a wry smile as he walked, but he didn't know who offered such a high price to ask for his life.

Soon get down the Holy Virgin Mountain, go out of the Holy Virgin Mountain and go west, and you can reach the White Devil Ridge.

Affected by the climate on the Virgen Virgin, the road is still covered with snow and ice, and every step is creaking.

Thousands of miles alone, Xuanqing didn't feel lonely.

In his heart was a deep hatred, an unquenchable hatred.

Slaughter the hatred of the whole village, he must revenge.

Thinking about it, his eyes lit up.

In the evening, he finally got a little tired, he looked at the snow road in front of him, and if he walked down, he couldn't get out of the snow tonight, so he simply sat on the ground and talked about resting.

He pulled the water bag out of his bosom and took a few sips.

As soon as I took a few sips, I saw a red figure flickering in front of me, and the figure was extremely light, lightly drawing a zigzag shape on the snow.

Xuan Qing's heart couldn't help but tighten.

Is it another killer?

He tossed the water bag aside, grabbed the deadwood sword and stood up. (To be continued.) )