The scattered cultivator looked at the other two Liubo Mountain disciples, and said to himself: "Compared to these disciples of the Holy Land, I am really too weak, and you are the best one among the three generations of disciples of the Dao Sect, no matter whether it is rumored that the head of the Qingcheng Sword Sect was killed by you, it is absolutely impossible for me to kill you, so along the way, I secretly hid behind my back, but I didn't expect that the concealment technique that I am proud of in Xia still can't avoid your detection."

In fact, his cultivation was not as weak as he said, and it was already a great thing to be able to follow behind a few Holy Land disciples without being discovered.

Along the way, there were too many strong cultivators who came out, and he had been stuck in the Cave Realm for decades, and it was impossible for those who were close to the end of his life to get any benefits from it.

Xi Huotu glanced at him and said sarcastically, "I am really impatient to live a life when I am a casual cultivator and still want to make a profit."

Then Sanxiu didn't care about the ridicule of the two, but said lightly to Qingshan, "I'll kill them for you, and then you let me go."

Aoyama thought for a moment and said, "Yes."

Xi Huotu and Xi Shuimu glanced at each other, and they both saw a trace of ridiculous thoughts in each other's eyes.

But the next moment.

The loose cultivator suddenly made a move, and a magic weapon like a poisonous snake appeared out of thin air, one left and one right, and attacked directly at the flanks of the two Liubo Mountain disciples.

Poof.

The sound of a sharp blade entering the body sounded.

Xi Shuimu and Xi Huotu only felt that it was dark in front of them, and they lost consciousness in an instant.

Qingshan stood under a willow tree, looking at the scene in front of him expressionlessly.

The magic weapon of the poisonous snake was covered with red bloodstains, and the blue body of the vessel showed that it contained severe poison.

Those two Liubo Mountain disciples obviously already had the cultivation of the Cave True Realm, and they also had extremely powerful magic weapons on their bodies.

But in the face of the sudden blow of the loose cultivator, he didn't even have time to react. Ь.

Qingshan slowly took out the spear in the package, his expression was quite solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "You showed weakness before, just to paralyze those two people and suppress the realm in the Cave True Realm, it should be a very painful thing, do you think that the new master of the Qingcheng Sword Sect will really accept a closed disciple of the Divine Journey Realm?"

Then Sanxiu chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter, as long as I kill you and give your head to the young people of this sect, there will be a chance, this kind of person, I have it in the land of a thousand rivers."

"The Chikawa Killer?"

Qingshan's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he looked at him and said, "The ubiquitous Qianchuan Killer originally wanted to use my head as a voter, but in this case, will it not waste too much time, and besides, do you think that you have won the battle."

The words fell.

A faint blue light burst out from the pupils of Qingshan, deep and strange, and the aura exuded made people's hearts palpitate.

The Qianchuan killer's face changed drastically, and the next moment he wanted to use the magic weapon to escape.

However, Aoyama's speed was even faster, and dozens of gun shadows emanated from his body, thinking that the killer flew over.

Rumble!

Those spear shadows were not real, but the aura of heaven and earth mixed with Qingshan's strong battle intent.

The shadow of the gun is full of willow forests.

The entire space was occupied by countless spears, and the killer had no direction to escape.

The piercing sound of metal clashing sounded, and the viper-like magic weapon and the broken spear collided fiercely, bursting out with brilliant light.

At the same time, Aoyama's figure had already moved.

I saw an explosion sound in the air, and Qingshan's fist crossed the aura barrier and hit the killer's chest like this.

Bang!

The killer's chest slumped, and he slammed to the ground, revealing a deep humanoid cavern on the ground.

At this point, the Chikawa Killer is out of life.

…

There were three corpses lying on the ground.

The fire soil of Liubo Mountain, the water and wood, the killer of the land of a thousand rivers.

Qingshan held the spear in his right hand and looked indifferently at the willow forest in the distance.

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After the sound of footsteps, more than a dozen cultivators came out one after another, all dressed in different costumes, some were loose cultivators, some were sect disciples, and some were Buddhist disciples.

But everyone's cultivation has reached or surpassed the realm of the Cave Truth.

There were several elderly cultivators who were full of breath, and it was clear that they had already stepped into the merger realm.

One of them was wearing a hat, his face could not be seen clearly, and he was carrying a black jade long sword on his back, and Sen Ran said, "Those two are disciples of Liubo Mountain, you killed them like this, aren't you afraid that Que Zi will come down the mountain to find you that day?"

Aoyama ignored this and asked, "You are also here to kill me?"

The sword cultivator sneered and said, "Bullying the master and destroying the ancestors, even the Dao Sword Venerable, who is highly respected by the Qingcheng Sword Sect, can sneak attack, and it is already very cheap for you to be able to die in our hands."

Qingshan raised his head and asked seriously, "Deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestor? I have never been a Taoist scholar, except for a few uncles, where did I come from? Dao Jian Zun is a Immortal Realm senior, do you think that with my realm, even if it is a sneak attack, you can kill him?"

"Qingshan, this is what the Dao Xuan Zhenren of the Dao Sect Yanfa Hall said personally, and there is Wei Boyang of the Qingcheng Sword Sect as a witness, you worship the mountain in the name of the Dao Xuan Zhenren, and suddenly kill the Dao Sword Venerable when the predecessors of the Dao Sword Venerable were in retreat and cultivation, and their breath was unstable, I really thought that no one knew."

"Luo Daoyou, don't talk to him too much, just capture him early and hand him over to Daoxuan Zhenren to deal with."

"It's just that this kind of demon is a little disgusting to say a word to him."

…

The angry scolding in the crowd rose and fell one after another, and the entire willow forest was occupied by several magic weapons, turning into a substantial killing intent, causing the surrounding temperature to plummet.

A cold wind blew, bringing a chill.

Aoyama didn't speak.

Dao Xuan Zhenren is the master of the Dao Sect Yan Law Palace, second only to the existence of the head Dao Yan Zhenren.

He is a fairy realm powerhouse with a lot of spiritual wilderness, and even in terms of identity, no one in the entire Dao Sect has a higher rank than him.

When he first went to the Taoist Sect, Qingshan was fortunate to meet the kind old man, who spoke softly and mellowly, making people feel like a spring breeze.

Such an elder of the sect would identify himself as a murderer together with Wei Boyang of the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

Aoyama didn't believe it at all.

What's more, even if that Dao Sword Venerable's aura was unstable, it wasn't something that a cultivator of the Divine Journey Realm could kill at will.

If this is the case, then the land of Qianchuan has failed to assassinate this strong man of Dao Sword Dual Cultivation for countless years, is it because the killer sent by Qianchuan is too weak?

In the middle of the field, everyone's anger had reached its peak, and the magic weapon that had long been unable to be suppressed began to bloom with brilliant light.

The sword cultivator looked coldly at the handsome young man in front of him, and said condescendingly: "If you are willing to be captured, I can give you a chance to send you to the Dao Sect and let the Dao Xuan Zhenren deal with it, if you are unwilling, then you have to use your head to pay tribute to the predecessors of the Dao Sword Venerable."

Qingshan raised his head and glanced at the dozen or so people around him, and then the whole person exuded a sky-high battle intent.

The tip of the broken spear was pointed towards the sky, and endless battle intent overflowed from it.

Aoyama grasped the handle of the gun and said word by word, "No need to say more, let's fight!"