The stars are lined up and the night is bright and deep, and the lonely lamp and moon are not sunking.

The night gets thicker, and the wind seems to be strained.

A confrontation between cultivators caused the surrounding people to hide in their homes, not daring to light lamps or speak loudly, for fear of disturbing the battle and causing it to be affected.

At the entrance of Qingbo Street, An Le stood in place and raised his eyes, wearing two swords in the green mountain ink pool at his waist, bathed in the cold moonlight and stars, and his handsome face added a little bewitchment.

But at this moment, the brilliance of the entire long street was gathered by the man in the Confucian shirt with a knife.

An Le looked at it seriously, and he also had a little admiration in his heart.

Luo Qingchen raised his sword to cut the heart of the Dao, and from then on he did not seek the avenue, but sought pleasure, which is a very amazing courage.

The heart of the Tao is the convergence of a person's belief, spirit, will, etc., once it is cut off, it is not only the heart of the Tao, but also the future road.

Perhaps, with this slash, Luo Qingchen's cultivation will stop here forever and will no longer be refined.

This courage is amazed by An Le.

It is said that when the husband is angry, blood is splashed in five steps, but if the reader is angry, he will act freely and decisively.

Luo Qingchen was able to rush to the crown angrily for the death of the coachman, angrily slashed the Dao heart, and also went to use the Qin Prime Minister's Mansion to cleanse the Dao Heart Bead in the East China Sea, and then raised his knife to kill Qin Qianqiu.

The difference between kindness and resentment is clear!

He was not carried away by hatred, and he picked up the long knife and killed An Le, because Luo Qingchen knew that An Le was also a victim, and the real instigator was Qin Qianqiu.

If he lifts up his sword to comfort, he has fulfilled the wish of the Commander.

There is a wrong, there is a debtor, the long knife is going, and it is the creditor who is looking for!

Although, after swinging the knife this time, Luo Qingchen may not be able to survive again, but this Qingzhou genius who was once famous in Lin'an Mansion may be re-named in Lin'an tonight!

Luo Qingchen, who cut off the heart of the Dao, suddenly glowed with the peak brilliance of his outstanding talent!

All this happened too fast, Qin Qianqiu was even in a state of confusion, when the sharp knife qi cut through the skin, bringing the meaning of death.

Qin Qianqiu Fang understood, and infinite anger and a trace of fear appeared in his eyes!

"Presumptuous!"

"The following is guilty!"

"Luo Qingchen, you're crazy!"

Qin Qianqiu roared and scolded on the chariot.

Wang Qinhe, who was beside him, had a numb scalp, and Luo Qingchen was a cultivator who broke through the five realms, but he couldn't resist it.

Wang Qinhe was depressed, he was just putting on a wave to An Le, the future opponent, to show his majesty, but he never thought that the majesty had not been installed, and the dragon spine knife was obtained by Luo Qingchen instead, which in turn helped kill Qin Qianqiu.

The treasure knife of the dragon's spine is like a revival in the hands of Luo Qingchen, a former genius, and the sonorous sword light is extremely powerful!

It's just a mile, Luo Qingchen is running faster and faster, sword qi, sword qi, and mind, forming a tornado from the bottom!

Qin Qianqiu's heart trembled, he never thought that Luo Qingchen would be so crazy for a coachman!

Dragons have the madness of the scales, and so do people.

In Lin'an, the coachman Zhushan is Luo Qingchen's only close person, and now, being forced to death by Qin Qianqiu, how can Luo Qingchen not be angry!

"Luo Qingchen, you are looking for death!"

Qin Qianqiu's face also fell cold, after experiencing the initial shock and fear, all that remained was anger, as for his own safety, he was not too worried.

After all, he is the young son of the Qin Mansion, and the son of Qin Xiang's favorite and baby.

Although the talent is mediocre, he has the protection of the strong Yuan Shen Qi Machine, and has many magic weapons for self-defense!

Luo Qingchen couldn't threaten him.

The majestic aura, qi and blood, sword qi, and sword qi roared, gathering together on Qingbo Street in the dark night, like an angry dragon rushing out.

Luo Qingchen held the dragon spine of the treasure knife in his hand, just like the head of the angry dragon, constantly approaching!

In the distance, An Optimistic's heart was surging, and it was also a little shocking, this is all Luo Qingchen's strength, the fiery blood and the majesty of his heart, which are by no means comparable to him today!

This night.

Qin Xiangfu, there was a sudden revival of majestic mind, and a thought seemed to provoke the stars to tremble.

The Seven Realms of Refining God Strongman's Yuan Shen Mind rolled out, and he crossed in an instant.

"Bold!"

The primordial spirit trembled, forming a strong rebuke supernatural power!

However, Luo Qingchen's face did not change, and the dragging knife continued to rush forward, and it was already approaching in an instant.

On the chariot, Qin Qianqiu's body was also intertwined with blood and burst out, and his heart was surging, even if there were many stacks of heavenly and earthly treasures, with his talent, he had only reached the five realms of forging the body and the three realms of refining gods.

And this is already his limit, and it is also the limit of those with mediocre talent.

"You have received the favor of my Qin Mansion, how can you say it clearly with a sentence of cutting off the Dao heart."

"If a dog bites its owner, it is a vicious dog, and it needs to be beaten to death!"

Qin Qianqiu maintained the calmness of the superior person, opened his mouth coldly, and the next moment, the talisman magic weapon was activated, and a golden ancient bell phantom shrouded his body.

This is the three-grade talisman magic weapon of the Rotten Ke Temple, King Kong Bell!

At the same time, the primordial spirit of the strong protector descended in an instant, and when he raised his hand, he was transformed into a wall of mental deification.

However, this Qin Qianqiu's Dao Protector powerhouse, Yuan Shen, suddenly revealed a sense of horror, and suddenly raised his head to look at the dark sky.

There seemed to be a remnant and independent figure standing on top of the bright moon, and a wisp of sword qi spilled down from his fingers, and the wall of his mind collapsed.

"Youan Lee!"

In the Qin Prime Minister's Mansion, there was an unbelievable voice rushing into the sky, completely shattering the silence of Lin'an Mansion.

Under this exclamation, all kinds of strong minds in Lin'an Mansion sprung up, as if a single name was enough to set off a tide in Lin'an.

On the long street, Luo Qingchen shook his head...... Ronnie Lee?

But he quickly came to his senses, seized the opportunity, and threw the dragon's spine knife violently, and the dragon's spine knife was like a lightning bolt across it, striking the King Kong bell.

Whew—

In the silent night of Lin'an, the sound of the ancient bell ringing endlessly!

The dragon's spine knife was bounced away, and the luxurious chariot under Qin Qianqiu's body exploded in an instant, and countless sawdust flew sideways.

Qin Qianqiu, who was wrapped in the King Kong Bell, was knocked several meters away and smashed to the ground.

Luo Qingchen was already approaching, and the silver sword in his hand slashed down, and it was constantly pumping down towards Qin Qianqiu, who was wrapped in the King Kong Bell.

Every time the King Kong Bell rang, it meant that Qin Qianqiu was whipped once.

Three-grade Buddha Talisman Magic Weapon...... It's really expensive, smelly and hard.

Luo Qingchen really can't break it, but it doesn't matter if he can't break it, he keeps beating the King Kong Bell like this, every time he beats, Qin Qianqiu's face turns a little pale, it is the impact of the mind that controls the King Kong Bell.

This kind of magic weapon is too difficult to control with Qin Qianqiu's ability to refine the mind of the three realms of the gods.

When he got to the back, Luo Qingchen even rode the ancient bell himself, his blood surged, and he smashed the bell with his fist.

This may be an unprecedented moment of humiliation for Qin Qianqiu.

He was like a dead dog, being ridden on the body, pressed to the ground and constantly whipped and punched.

Luo Qingchen smashed his fists and the blood was blurred, Qin Qianqiu in the King Kong Bell was also bleeding from his mouth and nose, and his heart was weak, and when he saw that Qin Qianqiu, who could not be killed and had a three-grade magic weapon defense, he got up suddenly.

Unrelieved, he kicked again, and after the sound of a muffled bell, he quickly retreated.

The heart of the powerhouse of the Seven Realms of God Refining suddenly fell, wanting to capture Luo Qingchen.

However, standing in Yuehua's figure, a wisp of sword qi flicked again, and Qin Qianqiu's protector's mind shattered again.

Luo Qingchen took this opportunity to roll up the sword light and quickly evacuated.

On Qingbo Street, Luo Qingchen dusted off his shirt, returned to An Le's side, and clasped his fists towards An Le: "An Gongzi, there will be a period later." ”

"I hope that the promise of you and me can be fulfilled."

Luo Qingchen said.

An Le was dressed in white, and he also hugged his fists, and said solemnly: "Wait, take care." ”

Luo Qingchen walked to the side of the corpse of the coachman Zhushan, carried the burly corpse on his back, and looked up at the figure that seemed to be standing on the bright moon, with a complicated gaze.

"Thank you."

Luo Qingchen said.

Above the moonlight, the legendary champion Li Youan said lightly: "Look, the Seven Realms of God Refining can't carry a sword qi from me, why have you been persistent for more than ten years?" ”

Luo Qingchen was dumbfounded, and then laughed: "It's me who is in the picture." ”

"Unfortunately, I understood it too late."

"When I was proud to go out of Qingzhou, Lin'an was empty for ten years......"

"Gone."

Luo Qingchen's laughter shook the long street, and at this moment, his thoughts were clear, but he didn't know if it was because he cut off the Dao heart, or because of Li Youan's words.

The return of the sea is a book, and the pride of his life has not been completely removed!

Luo Qingchen jumped up and galloped towards the outside of Lin'an Mansion.

The powerhouses of the Qin Prime Minister's Mansion had already rushed here.

Above the moonlight, Li Youan chuckled: "Today, I am very happy to see you cut the heart of the Dao, I am very happy with this courage, give you a ride, if you are willing, you can enter our army and start as a pawn, and leave the position of general for you." ”

After finishing speaking, Li Youan stroked lightly.

The sword qi is like a line of river tide, lying in the sky above Lin'an Mansion.

Blocking the starry dome in the sky also stopped all the strong people chased out of the Qin Prime Minister's Mansion.

In Prime Minister Qin's mansion, there was a strong heart that seemed to be rushing to the stars, and he sighed faintly: "General Li, Luo Qingchen injured the young son, this is a serious crime, do you really want to shelter this person?" ”

Li You'an sat at the back of the sword qi river tide, plain clothes like snow.

"Isn't Young Master Qin dead? suffered a little skin injury, there are a lot of people who have been killed by the young son of Qin over the years, and I have also heard in the army that if you want to settle the crime, the young son will die nine times and it is difficult to escape the crime. ”

The indifferent voice was a little ethereal.

The people of the Prime Minister's Mansion were speechless, sighed again, and stopped talking.

Li You'an returned to Lin'an, there are too many things involved behind this, and I can't afford to offend this result.

At the entrance of Qingbo Street, it was quiet.

An Le looked at Luo Qingchen, who was laughing and leaving, and a smile hung on the corner of his lips.

He walked to the side of the road, picked up the old rice wine, picked up the beef wrapped in oil paper, bathed in the stars and moonlight, and wore the green mountain ink pool on his waist, and went towards the courtyard.

As for Qin Qianqiu, who was beaten and wailing in the distance, and Wang Qinhe, who was silently carrying the dragon's spine knife, they never looked at it again.

Stepping on the bluestone road, the night breeze is slowly blowing.

Stepping into Taimiao Lane, the pace is a meal.

But before the courtyard was closed, there were two figures talking and laughing.

One is the old man of Taimiao who holds a bamboo cane.

The other person is Li You'an, the legendary champion who has just been in Lin'an Mansion, whose sword aura is like a river tide, blocking half of Lin'an.

An Le looked at the two of them, and couldn't help but check the old rice wine in his hand.

Tonight, this pot of turbid wine, I'm afraid it won't be enough.