"Yes, it seems that you have the strength to compare with me. The sand bandit looked at Song Qing and cracked his spiritual power at once, and said with interest.

Because Song Qing doesn't see this person's appearance, he only has a feeling of breath for this person, but it doesn't matter what this person looks like, the important thing is that this person is strong, and the wealth on his body will be greater, which is a great temptation for Song Qing.

Of course, you have to have a life to enjoy.

However, Song Qing could feel that this person had not yet broken through the military realm, as long as he did not break through the military realm, then he would have a chance, and Song Qing also needed such a strong opponent to improve his strength, and the monks all came out of the endless killing.

The evil sword in Song Qing's hand exuded an even more powerful aura, which made the powerful sand bandit in front of him feel that his breath was a clump, and the aura of the evil sword was a little strange, some like demonic energy, and some were not like it, so that the sand bandit in front of him couldn't say what he felt.

"Haha, Bloodthirsty Sect Wuming, fight with you!" The sand bandit's eyes were full of excitement, this was the first time he had encountered such an interesting master.

Song Qing smashed his mouth and said, "Blood Desire Sect, Demon Sect disciple!? It seems that the water of this Blood City Sand Bandit is really deep." ”

In this Lihuo Dynasty, in addition to the four major sects, there are also some evil demons, this is the Demon Sect, the Demon Sect's exercises are extremely domineering, almost starting with the living to improve their own cultivation, such means are extremely cruel, but the improvement of their own cultivation is also extremely fast.

Song Qing finally had some eyebrows on these sand bandits, no wonder all the sand bandits in this blood city were critical cultivation, even more than the number of critical masters of the sect, this was obviously the cultivation of the Demon Sect's exercises and forcibly promoted, otherwise it would be impossible for these sand bandits to have tens of thousands of critical masters.

"You have a lot of secrets!" the Demon Sect disciple said as he looked at Song Qing.

Song Qing's expression also changed a little, and he said: "Our Qingyuan Sect is a famous and decent family, so naturally we are incompatible with a demon like you, and we will die!"

The evil demon sword in Song Qing's hand immediately beckoned towards the demon sect disciple, but Song Qing's body was revealing a purple energy skeleton, as soon as the energy skeleton on Song Qing's body was revealed, the sand bandit clothes he was wearing outside were instantly shattered, revealing the clothes of the Qingyuan Sect disciple.

Song Qing's sword moves were extremely powerful, almost towards Wu Ming's neck, which was also a very surprising thing for Wu Ming, he could see that Song Qing's own cultivation was actually not high, but he was able to send out such a powerful attack, it seemed that he was not an ordinary person.

Wu Ming's body also moved all at once, originally Song Qing's demon sword was on his neck, but his body disappeared all at once, which made Song Qing feel a little surprised, this person's speed is indeed very fast.

"You finally admit that you are a disciple of the Qingyuan Sect, our two ways of righteousness and demons are incompatible, but the magic weapon you use is clearly a magic weapon. Wu Ming's voice came from behind Song Qing.

Song Qing had already sensed that Wu Ming was behind him, but the strong skull on Song Qing's body was grabbing it with a big hand behind him, and the majestic spiritual power suddenly headed towards Wu Ming, Song Qing's spiritual power was very strong, and it was already comparable to the master of the sixth layer of the critical realm.

However, it was useless for this Wu Ming, and as soon as Wu Ming grabbed it, Song Qing's spiritual power was immediately cracked.

"As long as I use it for the right path, there will be no problem. Song Qing's figure turned, and the evil demon sword in his hand slashed towards Wu Ming, Song Qing understood the situation at this time, this Wu Ming's strength was very strong, if he only relied on Song Qing's spiritual power, it was impossible to win, only by relying on the evil sword in his hand.

Wu Ming smiled, raised his hand, and a demonic aura surrounded his hand, and he grabbed Song Qing's evil demon sword with his hand, and said, "That's a good point, but if you only have this, you can't defeat me, I have reached the cultivation of the ninth layer of the critical realm, and I am only one step away from being promoted to the military realm." ”

Song Qing chuckled in his heart, the disciple of the Demon Sect in front of him turned out to be a character of the ninth layer of the Critical Realm, only a little bit short of becoming a strong man in the Soldier Realm, and looking at his use of spiritual power, it was simply to the point of reaching the peak, no wonder Song Qing was helpless against him.

"Is it? Our Qingyuan Sect's disciples have all been killed, you sand bandits can't escape our Qingyuan Sect's pursuit, it seems that your Blood Passion Sect's efforts on the Blood City Sand Bandits will be in vain. Song Qing said lightly.

Wu Ming's expression did not change, and said: "Hehe, we have never pinned our hopes on the Blood City Sand Bandits, this is just a pretense, a pretense to attract you Qingyuan Sect, do you really think that our Demon Sect is capable of this? Then you are wrong." ”

The demonic qi in Wu Ming's hand is getting deeper and deeper, Song Qing feels that the evil sword in his hand is a little disobedient to his command, it seems that this person's demonic skills have also reached a certain level, otherwise it is impossible to make Song Qing powerless.

"Verdict, judgment!"

"Judgment, punishment!"

Song Qing continuously used his own adjudication martial arts, Song Qing's adjudication techniques had reached the category of top-grade martial arts, and now they were used together with the two moves, and the power was naturally very strong, and Song Qing's strength was suddenly many times stronger.

This made Wu Mingdu feel the aura of danger, and he couldn't help but shed a cold sweat, the moves used by this Qingyuan Sect disciple had reached the level of being able to kill him, if he was allowed to go down, he would definitely have no good end.

However, Wu Ming's body couldn't move all of a sudden, this was because Wu Ming's hand grabbed the evil demon sword, and Wu Ming could feel the aura of fear emanating from the evil demon sword, but under the urging of Song Qing's two judgment exercises, all of a sudden the evil demon sword was like crazy, and Wu Ming couldn't control the evil demon sword at all.

At the beginning, Wu Ming grabbed the Demon Sword with one hand, and the Demon Sword was a little afraid of Wu Ming, but now Wu Ming felt a strong suction force coming from the Demon Sword, and he couldn't pull it out when he wanted to.

"Hehe, do you finally feel it?" a smile appeared on Song Qing's face, Song Qing was able to absorb demonic qi to improve his strength.

Wu Ming's most fatal mistake was to grab the evil demon sword, and he also used the demonic qi to catch the evil demon sword, the fear that came from the evil demon sword just now was actually fake, and it was specially instructed by Song Qing to let Wu Ming relax his vigilance, and Song Qing was able to take advantage of Wu Ming's relaxation to absorb the demonic qi on Wu Ming's body.

"You are actually absorbing the demonic qi from me, who are you?!" Wu Ming's eyes showed a look of horror, a person who can absorb the demonic qi of others, what a terrifying thing this is for the disciples of the Demon Sect!

Because the disciples of the Demon Sect are cultivating demonic qi, and demonic qi is the foundation of the disciples of the Demon Sect, and those who can absorb demonic qi are almost equivalent to mastering the weaknesses of the disciples of the Demon Sect.

"I am a disciple of Qingyuan Sect. Song Qing replied lightly.

"Impossible! You can't be a disciple of Qingyuan Sect! Who are you Huang Old Monster?" Wu Ming's voice had become sharp, and his face was extremely ugly, presumably that Huang Old Monster was extremely terrifying.

"Old Monster Huang?" Song Qing grabbed his hair, he really hadn't heard of this person, could it be that this person was also a member of the Demon Sect?

Wu Ming was also a little stunned when he saw Song Qing's reaction, and said, "Don't you know Huang Lao Wei? I don't believe it! Your ability to absorb demonic energy is almost the same as Huang Lao Wei!"

"Mind my!" The demon sword in Song Qing's hand slashed towards Wu Ming.

Wu Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief, the suction from the demon sword was finally gone, but the demon qi on his body was absorbed a lot, and he saw that a black shield suddenly appeared beside him, blocking Song Qing's evil demon sword.

"Treasure Shield!"

A rare smile appeared on Song Qing's face, this Demon Sect disciple really had a lot of wealth, and this kind of defensive treasure was also what Song Qing wanted very much.

Song Qing could already imagine himself holding the demon sword in one hand and the shield in the other, the combination of attack and defense was simply impeccable.

"It seems that I am going to take you back to the Blood Thirst Sect and wait for the fate of the elders!" The expression on Wu Ming's face was extremely solemn, he knew that a monk who could absorb demonic qi was of great significance to the Demon Sect.

If he can be cultivated, he can even surpass the existence of Huang Laowei's level, what kind of existence is Huang Laowei? He is a powerhouse in the realm of people, almost standing at the peak of the Fifth Continent, and there are not many people in the four major academies who can help this Huang Laowei in Wu Ming's mouth.

"you!" The demon sword in Song Qing's hand struck towards Wu Ming's vital point one by one, the demonic energy on this Wu Ming's body just now was absorbed by Song Qing a lot, and now Wu Ming can no longer do anything to Song Qing!

This is also where Song Qing is lucky, if this Wu Ming uses all his strength as soon as he comes up, Song Qing is not sure that he can repel this Demon Sect disciple, but Wu Ming will lose to the light enemy.

Originally, Wu Ming had a heart of love for talent, and the cultivation of this Qingyuan Sect disciple in front of him didn't seem to be very good, and he was able to fight with himself, but Wu Ming had a little bit of a sense of teasing, but now Wu Ming was in no mood to joke with Song Qing, because now the person who was teased became himself.

Wu Ming held the black shield in his hand, and confronted Song Qing's evil demon sword one by one, every sword that Song Qing swung out made Wu Ming's body shock, if it went on like this, he guaranteed that he would not be able to take advantage, and the current situation was that he couldn't help the disciple of the Qingyuan Sect in front of him.

"It seems that I should retreat first, and let the elders come and bring this kid back in the future. Wu Ming secretly made a decision in his heart.

But Song Qing didn't think so, all Song Qing thought about was the treasure shield in the nameless hand, if he got this treasure shield, he would make a lot of money.