Moment.

Zhou Bai sensed a chill from above that made him frightened, and he didn't care about any demeanor, so he rolled on the spot in embarrassment.

And the cold edge, mixed with the falling tiles, brushed his body past, almost stabbing him from top to bottom.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the chill hit him again.

So just after the rolling, Zhou Baiyun, who was half-squatting, kicked forward with his aura and kicked it hard, rushed out a zhang away, half-twisted his body in the air, raised his knife, and turned it sideways at the person who was attacking from behind.

After he adjusted his posture, he felt that the cold sword intent was not approaching, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Only then did he realize that the palm of his hand holding the knife was already sweating.

If it weren't for his rich combat experience and timely response, the stab that followed after he dodged the most dangerous first wave just now could have killed him.

It's just that what frightens him the most is the speed of the man's hands.

A normal person jumping off the roof of the house to sneak attack such a sword can't succeed, and after landing, he must slow down for a while before he can make a second move.

But he was subjected to the first raid and the subsequent pursuit, with few pauses and intervals in between.

Zhou Bai turned his head and looked at the man standing in a broken eaves, stunned for a moment.

The person holding a long sword with a cold sword in his hand actually looked seven points similar to Qin Yuan, but his demeanor was a little more youthful.

"You are Qin Yuan's younger brother? I didn't expect that the rumored second son of the Qin family, who was idle, also practiced immortal arts. Zhou Bai slowly put the knife in front of him and said coldly.

At this time, his eyes were full of jealousy.

Especially to the sword in Qin Luo's hand.

The cold sword qi didn't even cause him a wound, so that his aura ran to a slight stagnation.

Qin Luo turned his head and nodded lightly at his brother.

Seeing his eyes, Qin Yuan said, "Xiaoluo, be careful yourself." ”

Then Qin Yuan cautiously and slowly retreated backwards, until he retreated to the end, and quickly turned to the inner room on the edge of this hall.

And Qin Luo pulled out his sword and stared at the person in front of him.

At the moment when Zhou Bai kicked his legs forward and exploded, he felt the fluctuation of spiritual power from Zhou Bai's body!

Unexpectedly, the first cultivator he met in this world was a strongman who came to rob his family.

At the same time, Qin Luo was still a little happy in his heart.

After he arrived at the mansion just now, he didn't come directly to the hall in a hurry, but went to get his cold rain sword first.

Now that he has the advantage in the blade, it obviously makes the other party very jealous.

When the elder brother walked to the inner room, Qin Luo had no scruples, and the sword in his hand moved as soon as possible.

Qin Yuan, who hid in the inner room, did not leave.

Now the house is full of bandits, and there is no place to run.

No matter how fast he runs, the other party wants to catch him back, but it is only a blink of an eye.

So he stayed here, as long as Qin Luo won, it would be the safest.

After taking a deep breath, he looked around, clinging to the wall farthest from the lobby, and the sound of gold and iron pounding in his ears kept coming.

"Xiaoluo, you must not have anything to do, I promised my father to protect you at the beginning, but I didn't expect that now you are protecting me." A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Qin Yuan's mouth.

Inside the lobby.

The original luxurious arrangement turned into a mess all over the floor, and the exquisite and ornate vases were broken to the ground at this time, and the patterns were stained with blood, with a strange beauty.

There were originally bandits at the gate of the inner courtyard who wanted to rush in and help their boss deal with Qin Luo.

However, Qin Luo casually threw a few vases and fragments of tiles, slashed through the air, and killed the few people who rushed into the front of the courtyard, and the rest of the bandits stood behind the door tremblingly, no longer daring to come in.

So now the entire inner courtyard has become a venue for Qin Luo and Zhou Bai to fight alone.

The end of a round of fighting.

Qin Luo's hand holding the sword was replaced with his left hand.

Just now, the weapons of the two collided dozens of times in a row, and Zhou Bai's knife sank vigorously, shaking his tiger mouth.

And Zhou Bai is also uncomfortable.

He felt a chill in his heart and lungs.

If it is in the daytime sun, he can easily dissolve it without ten breaths of spiritual energy.

But now, there is no sunlight, and he doesn't have enough time to invoke the aura.

He stared at the sword in Qin Luo's hand again, his eyes full of greed.

If this sword was in his hand, he would probably have slashed Qin Luo under the sword long ago.

But it doesn't matter.

As long as he kills Qin Luo, this sword will eventually come into his hands, and only he can keep the famous weapon from dust.

So he didn't care about the knots in his chest, forcibly mobilized the aura of his whole body, and raised the big knife in his hand again and slashed at Qin Luo.

Qin Luo saw Zhou Bai menacing, and took two steps back to avoid this ferocious knife.

When Zhou Bai slashed down and couldn't close the momentum, he stepped forward and stabbed, and the cold rain sword in his hand went towards Zhou Bai's chest with a sword!

This is the first time in the five years since I came to this world, I have fought to the death.

He had previously found the garrison in the city to learn the skills of fighting and fighting, but at that time, Qin Luo had already cultivated to the level of Qi training, and the physical fitness of most mortals was a little worse than him, and he was not a big threat at all, so naturally he could not be forced to fight to the death.

And he didn't try to find beasts to hunt on Linglu Mountain, but those beasts relied more on instinct to attack, and they couldn't bring him a sense of life and death.

Until this time, he fell in love with Zhou Bai.

Zhou Bai is not only a cultivator like himself, but also a ruthless murderer.

If he followed Zhou Bai's rhythm, Qin Luo knew that even if he had an advantage in weapons, he would be consumed by the other party little by little.

When his aura is consumed too much and his movements are slowed down, then when Zhou Bai catches his flaw, it will be when he dies.

So what I have to do now is to really fight for my life!

Qin Luo emptied all the distracting thoughts in his heart, and his spirit was completely poured into this sword.

What he wants to do is to be fast, almost before Zhou Bai returns to defend with a sword, a sword pierces him.

Seeing the sword that Qin Luo stabbed over, Zhou Bai's eyes were not flustered.

He didn't choose to return the sword to defend, but dropped the knife in his hand directly and jumped up, slightly avoiding the edge of Qin Luo's sword.

After Qin Luo saw Zhou Bai abandon the knife, the alarm bell in his heart sounded.

In a life-and-death fight, a veteran can never drop his weapon, and this is no different from giving up his life.

But he was engrossed, and all the spiritual energy was mobilized for this sword, striving to stab as fast as possible, in order to make it impossible for Zhou Bai to avoid this sword.

But in the same way, this sword pierced out, and even he couldn't stop it.

This sword was extremely fast, leaving Qin Luo no more time to think.

Feeling the feeling of the cold rain sword in his hand piercing straight into Zhou Bai's body, the uneasy feeling in Qin Luo's heart was not alleviated in the slightest.

His immediate reaction was to draw his sword and retreat as far away from Zhou Bai as possible.

And Qin Luo raised his head slightly, and Zhou Bai was grinning at him.

Something is going to happen!

Qin Luo saw blood spilling from the corners of Zhou Bai's mouth, and smiled horribly, and his heart was cold.

He still lost because he didn't have much combat experience.

If Qin Luo had been through a hundred battles, in the fight just now, it would be easy to see that Zhou Bai's split was deliberately revealing flaws to lure himself to stab at him and be close to him.

But by the time he understood all this, it was too late.

At such a close distance, it was almost impossible to avoid the palm that Zhou Bai raised his hand.

"Bang!"

Qin Luo was hit by Zhou Bai's palm and flew three or four meters upside down, until he hit the load-bearing pillar in the lobby fiercely, and his body collapsed weakly.

Seeing this scene, the bandits who were standing outside the house and looking at the situation, who were all about to disperse and flee in a hurry, burst into cheers.

"The boss is mighty!"

"I knew that the boss could always be, how could this hairless kid be the boss's opponent."

"This kid is indeed a hard stubble, but the boss is here, no matter how strong he is, he can't turn the sky."

……

Listening to the cheers of the bandits outside, Qin Yuan in the inner room was in a trance, and the incense burner in his hand was hugged a little tighter.

He planned to wait for the bandits to come in, and the incense burner in his hand would be smashed on the man's head immediately.

Even if he wants to die, before he dies, he will kill a bandit to avenge Xiaoluo!

"I'm sorry father, I didn't take good care of my brother." Qin Yuan gritted his teeth and hid at the door of the inner room, like a dormant lion.

Lobby.

Qin Yuan was lying on the ground, the clothes on his body were torn through a big hole, and a black palm print was clearly visible in the hole, and the black color was still slowly spreading around.

And he clearly felt that all his internal organs were being stirred, and under this intense pain, it was almost impossible to get up.

So he opened his mouth slightly, inhaled heavily, and seemed to swallow a mouthful of saliva, trying to relieve the pain.

And after Zhou Bai did all this, his legs were weak and he almost fell to the ground.

However, his eyes were full of happiness for the rest of his life.

This kid is indeed a fierce enemy, and his reaction is too fast, if it weren't for his more combat experience, the person lying on the ground would probably be himself.

And if he hadn't quickly abandoned the knife and jumped up, the position of Qin Luo's sword stab happened to pierce him through his heart,

That's the end of both sides.

It's just that there is no if.

The one who won in the end was himself.

Zhou Bai endured the pain and didn't pull out the sword with the chill on his stomach, which would make him bleed too much and lose his strength at once.

He trembled and reached out to pick up the knife he had thrown on the ground, and wanted to step forward to make up for Qin Luo's knife again.

Although the palm of his own hand just now was to mix the poison hidden in his cuff and prepare to give it to his brothers into Qin Luo's body in the aura, but this mortal is a poison that will die, if the cultivator uses the aura in time to force the poison, there is still a chance that he will not die.

So he can't leave the enemy any chance.

"Boss!"

"Be careful!"

"Oh!"

When Zhou Bai lowered his head to pick up the knife, he heard an exclamation from the younger brothers in the courtyard behind him.

He noticed an elongated shadow on the floor in front of him.

Zhou Bai was stunned for a moment, and quickly wanted to snatch the knife he fell to the ground.

If he retreated, the only weapon he had on his body was the sword stuck in his stomach, and the existence of this sword also limited his movements.

So only when he snatches back his knife can he have a chance to fight back.

But when he held the hilt, he didn't have a chance to lift his own knife.

Qin Luo's foot stomped heavily on the blade, and then his knee hit it hard, directly hitting Zhou Bai's jaw.

Just as Zhou Bai was knocked and fell back, Qin Luo reached out and pulled out the sword on his stomach.

The next second.

He once again sent the Cold Rain Sword into Zhou Bai's body.

It's just that this time, there will be no deviation in the position.

And Zhou Bai covered his chest, and the blood gushing out quickly flowed through the gap in his palm.

He looked at Qin Luo standing in front of him, and his heart was extremely incredulous.

Obviously, his plan has been successful, and he has not made any mistakes, and when he kills Qin Luo, everything in the Qin family is his own.

Those wealth, their own path to cultivating immortals, and the comfortable days to come......

It all followed the gap between his palms, and the blood flowed away.

He should have won!

He is unwilling!

Unable to lift it in one breath, Zhou Bai's round eyes instantly lost their brilliance, and the knife in his hand was still held tightly, but it would never be able to be wielded again.

At the same time, a few lines of subtitles appeared in front of Qin Luo's eyes, and a prompt sound sounded in his ears.

[Congratulations to players for achieving the new achievement: First Killing Monk.] 】

[Reward: 50 attribute points, which can be used to improve the player's own attributes.]

A copy of "The First Solution of Magic" - on the way to cultivate immortals, don't forget to learn. Only by mastering more means can you be more comfortable against the enemy. 】

Seeing the system prompt, Qin Luo knew that Zhou Bai, who had fallen to the ground, had completely lost his life, so he slowly pulled out the Cold Rain Sword.

Although he didn't know the name of this opponent, he did push himself into a desperate situation at one point.

He taught himself a lesson.

That is, never let down your vigilance against the enemy at any time, and many times the flaws exposed by the opponent may not be real flaws, but a means to lure yourself into being fooled.

Qin Luo knew that he had won this time thanks to his first encounter with the enemy, so he cautiously stabilized his hand in advance.

When he went back to the bedroom to get the Cold Rain Sword, he expected that it might not go too smoothly in the future, so he took out the heart-saving pill and kept it in his mouth.

If he hadn't swallowed this heart-saving pill in time after being poisoned, then he would definitely have confessed here.

Qin Luo felt that the medicinal power in his body was still taking effect at this time, and a warm current was continuously generated from his heart, which then radiated to his torso and limbs, transforming into spiritual energy, and quickly dissolving the toxins in his body.

The Yellow Rank Zhongpin Pill recognized by this system actually has such an effect.

Wouldn't those higher-grade pills really have the effect of life and death, flesh and bones?

It seems that in the future, it is best for me to find a way to know the composition of this elixir, and one more elixir may have one more life in the future.

With the continuous recovery of the aura in his body, although he has not yet reached the peak state, he already has seventy percent of his original strength.

It is more than enough to kill the rest of these ordinary bandits.

Each of these bandits had the blood of innocent people on their hands, so he waited to kill them without any psychological burden.

What's more, if he didn't have the ability to kill them, then everyone in the Qin Mansion would die tonight.

Qin Luo's eyes were cold, and he stepped out of the lobby and rushed straight towards the bandits in the courtyard.

The bandits who entered Dancheng tonight, he alone will drive them all out.

Kill until no one dares to hit his Qin family's idea from this aspect!

The red lantern hung high, and the originally light red lampshade was dyed crimson by the splashed blood, and the light shining on the ground was also much dimmer, like a dying old man lamenting softly.