"Bastard! What do you know, the revenge of killing the son is not shared, if it can be solved like this, it is a blessing to invite heaven. The middle-aged man holding the Pu knife said.

The entire hall suddenly fell completely silent.

Everyone's face showed a look of anger but a hint of relaxation.

There is no doubt that sending the 'Nine Senior Brothers' out to make amends seems too humble and humiliating.

But if you can avoid a bloody battle like this, it will make many people secretly feel at ease.

"That's right, if it's really so easy, then wouldn't my son die in vain?" A voice came from outside the door.

The next moment, more than a dozen corpses had already flown into the hall one after another.

The many martial arts hall disciples in the hall screamed one after another.

"Senior Brother Yuan!"

"Senior Sister Zhao!"

"That's... Uncle Liang! ”

"Dead, they're all dead, when?"

The Tianwei Martial Arts Pavilion is not weak, and the martial arts cultivators in the door also have some means.

Now that he has been silently killed by the disciples of the outer gate guards, it is really terrifying.

Ye Chuxiao took the first step, walked out of the hall first, and saw the comer.

There is only one person visible to the naked eye, who is dressed in a navy blue robe, with a square face, his eyes are slightly squinted, revealing a cold light, his lips are beardless, but the beard under his chin is a foot long, and two ink-colored flying swords, like two dragons, surround his body, constantly swimming, swallowing an astonishing cold light.

Rumble!

The ruined gate collapsed.

The middle-aged man holding the Pu knife stood up at this time, holding the Pu knife tightly with both hands, and the solemnity in his expression, from the green tendons on his body, were all revealed.

Yue Tingshan can be regarded as having seen indescribable wind and waves, but there has never been a moment, at such a time, and he feels such a huge threat.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, he knew that he was no match for the comer.

Not to mention others, it was Liang Sanwu who was blocked by a sword and his body fell not far away, Yue Tingshan used to defeat him, but he had to go to a hundred moves, and if he wanted to kill him, he was not even ten percent sure.

When he saw the blue-robed and long-haired man walking in, surrounded by two flying swords, the originally strong muscles on Yue Tingshan's body seemed to become more shiny under the flickering candle flame.

The question that originally came to the mouth has also become a hard bone choked in the throat.

"I'm not a brutal person, in a pillar of incense, whoever is the first to escape from the outside gate, I will spare him, so it is not considered to destroy your Tianwei Martial Arts Pavilion." The blue-robed and long-haired man looked at the people in the hall and said.

In the hall, the person who originally pleaded for the 'Ninth Senior Brother' said angrily: "Qiu Changling, you don't have to be rampant, if we are side by side, you may not be able to kill all of us in a pillar of incense." ”

Qiu Changling was silent when he heard this, but a stick of incense sticks that was originally placed on the altar in the hall automatically jumped out, inserted into the incense burner, and then lit it.

"It's too much of a deception! Fight with him! Several disciples pulled out their weapons and rushed towards Qiu Changling.

Yue Tingshan stretched out his hand to shout to stop, but it was too late.

In just an instant, the heads of those disciples flew away from the top of their necks.

Blood was spilled all over the ground.

Martial cultivation against sword cultivation is not powerless, and many martial cultivators also have their own methods of restraining flying swords.

It's just that Qiu Changling's flying sword is too fast, too fierce, and too urgent, and the disciples of the Mighty Martial Arts Pavilion have already been killed before they have time to react these days.

The 'Ninth Senior Brother', who was originally kneeling on the ground, suddenly got up and shouted: "The eldest husband does things by himself, and his surname is Qiu!" Thy son oppressed the good, and took away his wife and daughter, and sinned in a great sins, that I slew him: and now thou wilt take vengeance, and thou shalt come against me, and thou shalt not mutilate my fellow men. ”

When Qiu Changling heard this, he smiled: "What a chivalrous young man." ”

"But... There is a price to be paid for doing chivalry. ”

As soon as the words fell, an invisible sword qi penetrated from the body of the 'Ninth Senior Brother', and instantly exploded it into pieces.

"Little Jiu!"

"Fight with him!" Many disciples of the Tianwei Martial Arts Hall shouted.

It's just that this time, there are many fewer people who really rush up.

More people turned around and rushed out the door, trying to fight for the last chance of life.

Yue Tingshan's face turned pale, but the Pu knife he held tightly did not hesitate, turning into a thunderbolt, slashing towards Qiu Changling like lightning.

The sword light was bright, and the entire hall was illuminated in an instant.

Such a strong and domineering sword light energy should have forced that Qiu Changling to retreat.

Qiu Changling did not retreat, but took a step forward.

stepped out in one step, put his fingers together, but it was a reference to the sword, shattering Yue Tingshan's sword light, and resisting the Pu knife in his hand.

A sword cultivator, a minor martial arts cultivation method, but it is far stronger than a martial cultivator.

This can only be a huge gap in the realm.

"It's a bit strong, but it's a sword from me." Qiu Changling said, and a flying sword automatically flew into his palm.

The long sword was in his hand, and a sword stabbed straight out.

Yue Tingshan felt that the air around him had frozen.

Ye Chuxiao also looked at this seemingly simple, but in fact, it had reached a sword that returned to its roots.

In my mind, I have subconsciously begun to simulate the trajectory of this sword, and I only feel that every second, there are different feelings.

With a sword, Yue Tingshan was nailed to the stone pillar.

The place where Yueting Mountain hung was the place where Ye Chuxiao had touched the sword marks before.

"It seems that the rhyme is on Yue Tingshan's body." Ye Chuxiao thought to himself.

Then I saw that Qiu Changling slowly pulled out his sword, walked to Yue Tingshan, who was seriously injured and dying, and asked, "Do you want to live?" ”

"If you want to live! Just hand over the "Nine Dead Demon Skills"! ”

When Yue Tingshan heard this, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but he was laughing miserably: "It turns out... You're here for "Nine Dead Demon Skills", hahaha··· I should have thought of it a long time ago. ”

"In order to be famous, you are even willing to give up your own son."

Qiu Changling said: "It's just a useless puppet, thirty years ago, your master, the evil old man, defeated me with the three tricks of "Nine Dead Demon Skills", I have always regretted it, and I didn't have a chance to see you again." For example, many disciples of the evil old man today, I have already visited them one by one, but it is a pity that none of them have passed on the "Nine Dead Demon Skills", although you are the registered disciple of the old man of the evil world, but when the old man of the evil old man is crazy, it is you who accompany you for a long time to take care of it. ”

"You want Nine Dead Demon Skills?"

"Then go to the Netherworld by yourself and find my master to go!" Yue Tingshan said that, his true qi reversed, and he instantly blew himself into a mess of rotten meat.

Qiu Changling's face was completely gloomy.

Looking at the blood all over the ground, he said coldly: "Kill them all, and then sweep the entire Tianwei Martial Arts Pavilion, and you can't let go of any trace." ”

After an instant, one figure after another jumped out of the dark corner, killing the people in the Tianwei Martial Arts Pavilion.

There was not a single pillar of incense, and in the Tianwei Martial Arts Hall, all the items with written records were taken away.

All the hidden compartments and secret rooms were also lifted out, and the hidden objects were taken away.

After sweeping away, Qiu Changling quietly disappeared into the vast night with many disciples.

Only Ye Chuxiao witnessed all this with his own eyes.

Little by little, time passed.

People from the government came to see the scene and took away a large amount of gold and silver goods as 'evidence'.

Fellow Jianghu people in the same city also came to see it, and moved away some valuable furniture and soft furniture as clues to find the 'real murderer'.

After that, some brave ordinary people came over and dismantled some usable utensils.

It didn't take long for the entire Tianwei Martial Arts Hall to be almost completely removed.

Three days later, Ye Chuxiao could still only wander around the Tianwei Martial Arts Pavilion, and the golden clock did not bring him back to real time.

Suddenly, Ye Chuxiao felt the 'traction', and with the feeling, he found the back hall of the Tianwei Martial Arts Pavilion.

In a room where the miscellaneous items were parked, Ye Chuxiao witnessed it explode with his own eyes.

Among them, a mass of flesh and blood wrapped in amber was actually absorbing the free energy in the air, quickly forming a baby's body.