In the willow forest in the distance, I don't know who took the lead.

Then the killing intent was everywhere, dozens of cultivators swarmed up, and the aura of the entire willow forest was chaotic for a moment.

Qingshan closed his eyes slightly, his right hand holding the spear tightened, and when the battle intent of his whole body rose to the peak, the whole person turned into a streamer and rushed into the crowd.

The snow-white and bright spear slammed into the crowd and exploded in the dead willow forest.

The first Cave True Realm cultivator was split in two like this, and his body was shattered.

When the surrounding crowd saw this scene, their faces showed a look of horror.

However, it didn't seem to leave them time to think, and Qingshan's figure disappeared again, and another surging gun aura rose from behind the crowd.

It's only been two breaths.

One Divine Journey Realm, two Cave True Realm cultivators became a pile of broken corpses in this way.

This kind of attack with a strong contrast made the besieging crowd lose their previous momentum, and no one could have imagined that a Dao Sect disciple of the Divine Journey Realm could really kill a cultivator of the same realm in such an understatement.

Even if the dead are all loose cultivators, it can't be so simple and simple.

"That kid, is it a human or a demon? How can it be so strong. ”

"Hmph, the old man warned you at the beginning, don't despise that person, how can it be such a simple person to be able to kill the Dao Sword Venerable predecessor of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, this time, if you still want to keep your hand, then wait to die together."

"Guo Fuzi, I don't know about others, I can't bear to show your bright picture scroll until now, and I'm afraid you also have a copy of the hidden strength."

…

Qingshan looked at the crowd in front of him indifferently, and did not take advantage of the situation.

When I left the small mountain village, my uncle once said that when you go down the mountain and start your cultivation, you will naturally fall into many dangers, and when you are strong enough, you can stand on the top of the mountain and sit and watch the wind and clouds.

Along the way, Qingshan had never done anything against his will, and even in Xizhou Lingyin Temple, he didn't care much in the face of that provocative Buddhist disciple.

It's not that he doesn't kill.

It's about killing people, and they always need a reason.

Uncle Su Mo also said that if you kill too many people, you will lose your feelings.

So, Aoyama didn't want to kill.

So, he raised his head and said calmly, "If you leave here, I will not kill." ”

That's all I have to say.

There was silence at first, and then an old master was the first to laugh, followed by dozens of people standing around the willow forest.

This guy, did he really think that he could kill dozens of their cultivators just by himself?

Although none of them were strong in the Upper Three Realms, there were more than a dozen people in the same realm as him.

The old scholar known as Guo Fuzi still smiled and said, "Junior, do you really think that you are invincible in the world? If Dao Yan is like this again, the old man will still be a little scrupled, and you, a junior in the Divine Journey Realm, dare not be ashamed. ”

The old scholar's teeth had fallen out, and the words he spoke were leaking with wind, but despite this, he could barely hear what he meant.

Aoyama's eyebrows are slightly raised.

The next moment, a terrifying tearing sound sounded in the air.

Before the crowd could react, Qingshan crossed the crowd at a very fast speed and came to Guo Fuzi.

The latter's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly threw out the scroll in his hand, and an ink-like landscape appeared out of thin air, blocking his chest.

Small bridges and flowing water, withered vines and old trees.

This ink painting scroll is the magic weapon that Guo Fuzi has refined all his life, and it is a powerful magic weapon that traps people and defends people by incorporating the aura of heaven and earth into it with the scenery and environment.

It's just that, to everyone's surprise, in the middle of the landscape, the small bridge suddenly broke.

A bright light burst out from the center, and then the light formed a line of dots, disrupting the entire landscape.

Bridges break, water runs dry, mountain peaks collapse, and dead vines and old leaves turn to smoke and dust.

Poof!

A sharp blade sounded into the flesh.

The eyes of countless people fell on Guo Fuzi, only to see that a spear had already penetrated his chest, and at the handle of the gun, Qingshan looked ahead indifferently.

"How is that possible?"

"Let's do it together."

Many people have forgotten the shock, and they have taken out their magic weapons and desperately hit the handsome young man.

Fighting alone, no one is an opponent of Aoyama.

That's when it really cleared them that they had become the weaker side.

In the willow forest, the smoke and dust are splashed, the light of the spear is piercing, and the dozens of sword magic weapons are blooming gorgeously, which makes people intoxicated in the dark curtain.

From time to time someone flew out of it and lost their lives.

Even Aoyama's body was covered with scars at this time.

His realm is not too high, but his fighting spirit is soaring, and he doesn't care at all about letting those magic weapons bombard, and exchanging injuries for lives makes the besieging crowd terrified.

Some people subconsciously retreated to the periphery of the willow forest.

However... Qingshan's slaughter continued, and those scattered cultivators who did not have magic weapons were stabbed in the chest after just one shot, and blood spilled all over the ground.

Even if some sect disciples have magic weapons and have a slightly higher realm, they can't resist it for long.

In the darkness, countless white lights were like summer stars, illuminating Qingshan's blood-soaked face.

The boy is like killing a god.

The screams resounded throughout the willow forest, and many people already regretted why they would provoke this killing god for the sake of that mirror-like reward.

Someone who can kill Dao Sword Venerable.

Is it they who can delusional?

In this scene full of bloody violence, countless people wailed, and countless people did not run away, desperately fighting with the young man.

The light and shadow are in chaos.

A dagger that appeared silently was hidden in the darkness.

At this time, Qingshan's spear was still stuck on the head of a certain loose cultivator, and in an instant, that terrifying killing intent appeared in his back, and before he had time to think about it, Qingshan suddenly lowered his head, arched his entire body, and condensed all his spiritual power in the position pointed by that killing intent.

The next moment.

The ink-colored dagger pierced through the aura defenses and was stabbed through the green mountains without hindrance.

Bang!

The huge force knocked Qingshan forward, and countless black mist emanated from the dagger, burrowing into his body from the young man's wound, and quickly dissolving his dantian spiritual power.

Qingshan staggered, turned his body with difficulty, and looked at the owner of the black jade dagger.

"Qianchuan has five extremely powerful killers, what are your rankings?" Qingshan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked softly.

The man holding the black jade is also young, his blood-red clothes are extremely dazzling, and the whole person has a demonic temperament.

His right hand swayed at will, and the black jade dagger was extremely spiritual and wrapped around his fingertips.

Looking at Qingshan, whose aura was weakened, he smiled evilly and said casually: "It stands to reason that I should be ranked third, but a few days ago, it seemed that the woman who was number one was missing, so I had to be second." ”