"What people are there! Come out! ”

Listening to the cold laughter fluttering in his ears, Zhao Tiangang was holding a steel knife, and cold sweat was already visible on his forehead.

As soon as his words fell, a cold wind was already ringing in his ears.

The cold voice spoke slowly close to his ear.

"Boy, you're looking for me?"

This sudden movement made Zhao Tiangang's whole person freeze in place and did not dare to move.

When the palm of his hand trembled slightly, the steel knife fell directly to the ground.

If you can get close to yourself quietly and instantly, the strength of the other party must be above you!

It's a master!

Listening to the crisp sound of the blade falling to the ground, he looked at the figure in front of him who didn't dare to move.

The man in black standing behind him had an interested look in his eyes.

"yes, I thought you'd get out of the way."

"Before, the seniors were superb, it was easy to kill me, why should I do useless work."

"Roar, you kid is quite good at talking, but it's a pity that I don't dare to stand your sycophancy, after all, the lessons from the past are still there."

The body was like a ghost, and its feet floated away from behind Zhao Tiangang without touching the ground.

The man in black came to the dead Qinglian Sanren, squatted there and looked up and down, while making a slurping sound in his mouth.

"A good Jindan period monk, he didn't die in the hands of a master, he didn't die under the catastrophe, but he died in the hands of your stinky boy, it's really embarrassing."

"Senior, I'm ......"

"You don't need to explain it to me, and I don't need you to explain it."

Standing up with his hands on his knees, the man in black suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhao Tiangang with a cruel smile.

"Anyway, the result is the same, he will die sooner or later, if you don't kill him, I will kill him later, but you will not get my hands dirty."

Raising his leg and kicking the steel knife on the ground, the man in black smiled and spoke again.

"Why don't you do me another favor? How about closing it yourself? What do you mean by that? Oh yes, it's the so-called helping people to the end. ”

"I, I ............"

His body trembled slightly, and Zhao Tiangang's eyes widened and slowly retreated.

It's just that before he could take two steps, the cold voice of the man in black sounded again.

"You can run and try, I really want to see if you are fast or our flying sword is fast!"

As the words fell, two pitch-black short swords flew out from behind the man, floating silently on either side of him.

The upper end of the hilt of the sword is engraved with a skull decoration, and when the sword body shakes slightly, you can faintly hear the ghosts crying wolf, as if countless souls are screaming and struggling together.

Raising his hand and flicking his sword, the man in black smiled brightly, and his eyes were a little obsessed.

"Powerful double swords, the day after tomorrow a magic weapon, we killed thousands of people to make enough souls to refine, how? Isn't it beautiful enough? ”

Zhao Tiangang didn't answer, at this time he was already like falling into an ice cave, and his heart was about to be cold.

Refining the sword with the soul is the means of the Demon Gate.

And to be able to refine the sword, the most important thing is to be able to perfectly control this kind of murder weapon, and you can't do it unless you are a Jindan monk!

Another Jindan period master!

The main thing is that he is still a demon cultivator.

When encountering such a vicious person, I am afraid that my life will be lost!

For Zhao Tiangang's fright, the man in black didn't pay attention to it.

Showing his sword, he raised his hand and grabbed it, and one of the black swords had already fallen, instantly stabbing on the corpse of Qinglian Sanren.

The next moment, the sword body lit up with red light, and the corpse of Qinglian Sanren dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, it had turned into a dried corpse.

And as the breeze blows, the dried corpse turns into powder, and the outline of the past can no longer be seen.

Recall the sword, raise his hand to pinch a small golden bead the size of a soybean grain from above, the man in black raised it above his head, and carefully studied it by the moonlight, his eyes were a little obsessed.

"You say, this immortal cultivation for hundreds of years, just for this little golden pill, once you die, even the golden pill is no longer your own, isn't it ridiculous?"

As he spoke, the man opened his mouth and opened his fingers with ease.

The golden pill just fell into the man's mouth and was swallowed directly by him.

"Well, the quality of the aura is good, and it really deserves to be a famous loose cultivator, but he can actually be injured by someone and his arms broken? Could it be that you have met some top master? ”

After muttering to himself, the man in black suddenly raised his head and glanced at Zhao Tiangang in some astonishment.

"Hey, I said, why haven't you killed yourself? Do you really want me to make a move? I warn you, if I kill you, you won't die. ”

Shaking the small sword in his hand, the man in black smiled gloomily.

"What? Do you want to live like them? ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Tiangang was so frightened that he trembled and suddenly knelt on the ground.

"Immortal Chief! I! ”

"Shut up! Don't call me Immortal! ”

Zhao Tiangang just opened his mouth, and the man in black opposite was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, interrupting loudly.

Holding the sword and pointing at the ashes on the ground, the man in black had a gloomy face.

"The last one who was called immortal by you has now gone to the west, and you kid still dare to curse me!"

"Me!"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and die, if you don't do it again, I'll take your soul!"

glared at Zhao Tiangang viciously, looking at him with a face like ashes, the man in black shook his head for a while.

"Actually, you kid has a lot of appetite for me, ruthless enough, cruel enough, decisive enough, but there is hope to join my Demon Shadow Sect, but unfortunately I have something to do, but I don't have time to take you back to the sect, so you better die."

Wrapping his fingers around the sword ring and flicking the black short sword, the man in black said impatiently.

"Give you another ten seconds, if you don't commit suicide within ten seconds, I'll train your soul into a doll and throw it into a dung pit, and the countdown begins! Ten! ”

"Fairy ......"

"Nine!"

"I ......"

"Three!"

"Wait a minute! I have something to say! ”

"One! Time is over! You're finished! ”

Without giving Zhao Tiangang a chance to speak at all, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the man in black, and he suddenly threw out his sword.

The short sword with a wailing sound went straight to Zhao Tiangang's forehead, and he was about to pierce it.

At this moment, Zhao Tiangang suddenly screamed in a sharp voice.

"I have the Three Qualities Heart Sutra!"

Airplanes!

The weapon on his forehead stopped suddenly, and because of the proximity, Zhao Tiangang even left a wisp of blood on his forehead.

The figure of the man in black who was a few meters away flickered, and suddenly came to Zhao Tiangang, directly pressed his elbow on the floating short sword, and looked condescendingly at Zhao Tiangang who was kneeling on the ground, his eyes slightly condensed.

"The Three Heart Sutras? Cultivating immortals? You didn't lie to me! ”

There are nine grades, and one product is respected.

And the four grades of ordinary sects are already the method of the top beam, and the three grades are the secret that is not passed on.

A wild boy in a deserted village actually said that there are three kinds of exercises, and this man in black naturally won't believe it.

But that didn't stop him from stopping and asking.

Seeing that he had finally escaped, Zhao Tiangang was weak and almost sat on the ground.

"Yes, it's called the Pale White Jade Sutra, and the Three Grades of Divine Skill."

"You fart!"

As soon as Zhao Tiangang's words fell, a cold light was already lit up in front of him.

The man in black grabbed his short sword hanging in the air, squatted on the ground and directly held the sword upside down, and crossed Zhao Tiangang's neck.

"The Pale White Jade Sutra is the secret of the Jade Maiden Peak! You're a man! How the hell can you have it! How dare you fool me! ”