Draw your sword, swing your sword, and do it all in one go.

I don't know if it's because Qin Yu's cultivation has improved, this time the movement is even more amazing than that in Fengmen Village.

The sword light of several zhang in size galloped out with a "swish".

Zhang Xiaomei did not panic when she saw this, but raised her hand and waved, and a large amount of evil qi condensed into a shield in front of her.

"Bang"

The sword light slammed into the shield.

In an instant, the earth shook, and the wind swept away in all directions.

The rest of the people could not resist the strong wind and were swept away into the distance.

Although Qin Yu was very close, it seemed that it was the effect of the long sword in his hand, and it was not greatly affected.

At this moment, his eyes were red, staring at Zhang Xiaomei, taking advantage of the fact that she couldn't be distracted, he walked towards him step by step, and the hand holding the handle of the sword became tighter and tighter.

The Taiyin True Fire in the body was rapidly consumed at this time.

Just as Qin Yu came behind Zhang Xiaomei, the long sword in his hand was raised high, ready to be slashed.

But the body trembled suddenly at this time.

At the same time, the figure of a middle-aged man holding a long sword in mid-air also trembled violently, and then began to slowly disappear.

As the figure of the middle-aged man disappeared, the source of the power of the huge sword light seemed to disappear as well, and it was instantly destroyed by the evil qi.

The wind was strong, and the earth stopped.

"Dangchang"

The long sword slipped from his hand, and Qin Yu was the same as last time, the strength of his whole body suddenly disappeared, and he collapsed to the ground softly.

looked up at Zhang Xiaomei, who had already turned around to look at herself.

Qin Yu suddenly realized his stupidity, the Taiyin True Fire was indeed very strong, and it had an extremely strong restraining effect on ghosts. But this effect is completely when the disparity in strength between the enemy and us is very different.

But compared with Zhang Xiaomei, his cultivation is too different, and he was able to take advantage of it before, and it was entirely because of various reasons.

Now that the infant evil has been removed, the separated evil qi has returned to Zhang Xiaomei's body, although her physical body has been burned, but because of Senior Brother Wang...., her lost strength will soon come back.

Now, the enemy is a sword and an axe, and I am a fish, and I am afraid that this is the end of it.

Qin Yu smiled bitterly, unwrapped the packages on his body, and threw them aside, ready to accept death calmly.

The package was scattered all over the place, and the gourd, floating dust, and painting scrolls that had been obtained earlier were all placed inside.

It seems that the movement is too violent, and the line of the drawing shaft is not very firmly tied, and it is spread out in a different way.

At this time, Zhang Xiaomei's body floated over the scroll, and slowly came to Qin Yu's side, with a weird smile on her face, and slowly raised her hand.

Seeing this, Qin Yu slowly closed his eyes.

But at this moment, a white pillar of light suddenly burst out from the spread scroll.

This pillar of light is extremely dazzling, reaching the night sky, illuminating the night sky as if it were day, and bursts of colorful halos slowly spread around.

Zhang Xiaomei seemed to be extremely afraid of this pillar of light, and hurriedly retreated, stopping at a position about dozens of zhang away from the painting axis, the red light in her eyes receded slightly, and she looked ahead in disbelief.

Mo Qiyuan and the others were also shocked and looked at the pillar of light that suddenly appeared in front of them, not understanding what was happening.

This vision lasted for a few breaths or so, and then slowly dissipated.

And above the night sky, a middle-aged handsome man dressed in white, who looked like he was in his thirties, and had an extraordinary demeanor, slowly fell.

Qin Yu lay on the ground, looking up at this person, his face full of surprise, and the others were the same.

Mo Qiyuan looked up at the middle-aged man who fell, as if he remembered something, and hurriedly said, "Welcome to the saint." ”

Sage!

Confucianism and Taoism are ten realms, and the saint is the peak.

When Mo Qiyuan said the word "sage", Zhang Miao and other Confucian disciples present no longer had a look of shock on their faces, but expressions of reverence and fanaticism.

There has been a legend since ancient times that Confucianism has ten sages.

However, no one has ever seen it with their own eyes, so most of the rumors about these saints, even if they are disciples of Confucianism, are skeptical when they hear such rumors.

On the contrary, the power of the two realms of "understanding" and "ancient and modern" under the saints is more credible. Because in the palace, there are three powerful people of this realm sitting in order to protect the royal family from demons.

But now, this legendary character appeared in front of him, how not to surprise and delight everyone.

After being surprised, the rest of the people immediately reacted, bowed their hands to each other, and said respectfully: "Welcome to the saint." ”

Hearing the greetings of these people, the middle-aged man's body stayed in the air, lowered his head slightly, looked at these people, and then said with a calm face:

"This is just a wisp of soul left by the old man when he stepped into the realm of a saint, so there is no need to be so polite."

Mo Qiyuan hurriedly said yes, and the stone hanging in his heart was finally put down.

With this here, the evil ghost in front of him doesn't have to worry, even if it's a wisp of soul thought back then. Looking at the situation just now, the strength is definitely not weak.

The soul of the "saint" realm is so powerful, and it attracts such a celestial phenomenon, what if it is the deity?

Everyone didn't dare to think about it in their hearts, but they just stood aside respectfully, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

Retracting his gaze from these people, the middle-aged man couldn't help but look at Qin Yu's position, his eyes glanced at the spread out scroll, stretched out his hand and lightly clicked, and the scroll rose into the air and flew into his palm.

After a few careful glances, the middle-aged man nodded slightly.

"Sure enough, it's a painting made by the old man back then, where did you get this painting?"

Qin Yu coughed violently twice, and then said:

"Senior, this painting was accidentally obtained by the younger generation in Wudao County, and it is rumored that it was once hung in a temple."

"Wudao County?" The middle-aged man muttered in a low voice, and then asked, "How is the temple now?" ”

"It became a deserted temple a hundred years ago." Qin Yu replied respectfully.

Hearing that the temple had been deserted a hundred years ago, the middle-aged man's eyes also showed a little loneliness, and then he carefully rolled up the scroll.

"Since this painting was obtained by you, it also has some fate with the old man, today I will look at the word fate, and help you back."

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man looked at Zhang Xiaomei in the distance.

When Zhang Xiaomei saw this person looking at her, her whole body trembled violently, and she didn't want to immediately wrap her whole body with evil energy, so she turned around and turned into a black mist and fled away.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man was not in a hurry or impatient, looked at the position where she left, and slowly stretched out his right hand, the void was like this.

After a while, a terrible scream was heard in the distance.

The demon who made everyone fight hard, and Qin Yu almost died. In the hands of this middle-aged man, he was easily pinched to death like an ant, without much effort.

There are no flashy scenes, some are just simple enough for anyone to do, but the power is beyond everyone's imagination.

After the middle-aged man finished all this, he turned to look at Qin Yu below, and returned the painting scroll in his hand to him.

"I'll keep this thing with you for the time being, and the old man will get it back in person in the future."

After saying this, the middle-aged man's body also slowly disappeared at this time, and finally disappeared in midair.