The wind is solemn, and the fallen leaves are fluttering. The murderous aura quietly permeated between the fallen leaves, and Qin Zhen's true qi darkened, and his eyes were cold. "Poof!" With a knife without warning, Qin Zhen drew the knife with extreme speed, and slashed it with a single sword, leaving more fallen leaves, which was about to cover Qin Zhen's eyes.

Qin Zhen's knife fell, and the knife qi turned into an afterimage and directly slashed the bamboo and wood around him. There were several loud "bangs", dozens of purple figures jumped out of the ground, and the embroidered spring knives in their hands were shining with cold light. After the master of the purple guard jumped up, the embroidered spring knife in his hand also slashed down. The sword qi rushed towards Qin Zhen in all directions.

Huang Quan, the sword in Qin Zhen's hand, was rounded, and the sword qi greeted the sword qi coming from all directions. The fallen leaves stirred by the knife qi in the air were shattered. After the purple-clothed guard landed, he held the scabbard with his left hand, and held the knife in his right hand and pounced directly at Qin Zhen. Qin Zhen stood without fear on the spot, his eyes were flushed with blood, and his true qi was even better.

"Drink", in the midst of the cheers, Qin Zhen took a few steps back, mopping the ground with the sword in his hand, and the knife momentum changed between Qin Zhen's retreat. The purple-clothed guard was getting closer and closer, and the embroidered spring knife in his hand had also accumulated to the extreme. Qin Zhen's sword momentum also accumulated to the extreme. Both sides raised their swords again and waved,

"Wow", the knife shook the sky, the shadow of the knife was all over the sky, Qin Zhen held the knife with both hands and slashed obliquely, and the purple guard reversed. The sword qi was fierce, and the dust around him was exhausted. The purple-clothed guard sprinted towards the place of smoke and dust.

"Drink!" With a loud shout, a person appeared in the air without warning, and the embroidered spring knife in his hand lingered, and he slashed straight into the smoke and dust. At the same time, in the four directions of southeast, northwest, and northwest, four masters flew directly into the smoke and dust.

"Oh" descending from the sky is naturally prehistoric, and the four directions are Xue Ping, Zhanfei, Kaizhenlai, and Huang Bai.

The prehistoric knife slashed into the smoke and dust, Qin Zhen saw the sharp light of the knife in his eyes, and the overlord knife in his hand Huangquan directly slashed upward, split the smoke, and slashed on the prehistoric embroidered spring knife. The two knives are staggered and do not give in to each other. Qin Zhen's eyes were bloodthirsty, his prehistoric eyes were cold, and between the two and two eyes, he punched out with one palm. The two exchanged three palms in the air.

Xue Ping, Zhanfei, Kai Formation, and Huang Bai also arrived, and the embroidered spring knife in their hands arced out, all of which slashed diagonally to the right, and the knife light met to form a cold light sharp circle.

Qin Zhen saw that the four of them were attacking together, and he stepped on his right foot violently, and his strength shook away. The sword qi of the four people was stepped back by Qin Zhen's right foot, and the four of them immediately changed their tactics. Qin Zhen saw that there were many people entangled, so naturally he couldn't stay here, his left hand shook off the prehistoric palm, and the sword Huangquan in his hand was overpowered, and he drew a circle with the trend, and got out of the prehistoric embroidered spring knife. Then the body stepped on the ground and jumped up.

But when Qin Zhen jumped up, the purple-clothed guards on the periphery also jumped up and slashed in the air, wanting to prevent Qin Zhen from taking the opportunity to escape. Qin Zhen had no choice but to take the move, and was forced to be pressed down by the sword qi of the dozens of purple-clothed guards on the periphery.

Qin Zhen fell to the ground, the prehistoric and the four commanders were long gone, and the five of them quickly retreated, hiding behind dozens of purple-clothed guards on the periphery, waiting for Qin Zhen to land, jumped up, guarded the five directions, and the embroidered spring knife in his hand came out with great momentum. Dozens of purple-clothed guards who landed at the same time as Qin Zhen slashed out diagonally to the right at the same time.

The green tendons on Qin Zhen's hands burst out, and the sword qi in the sky and the ground was so majestic, it seemed to come with the power of heaven. The tip of the Huangquan knife in Qin Zhen's hand pointed at the sky, and the real air turned, Qin Zhen shouted, "Huangquan knife cut Huangquan Road". Huangquan, the sword in his hand, with a hint of mourning in the knife qi, the shadow of the knife rose several feet.

"Bang!" There was a loud earth-shattering sound, the leaves on the ground were all gone, the bamboo and wood turned into dust, and the surroundings were swept away, "poof" Qin Zhen vomited blood in his mouth, his body staggered a few steps, and he had to use the sword Huangquan to support his body. Dozens of purple-clothed guards also had blood in their mouths, and they all retreated, and the knives in their hands groaned loudly.

Prehistoric and the four commanders were also shaken away, and their feet stepped in the air, stepping on the shoulders of the outer purple guards before they stopped. Compared to Qin Zhen's serious injury, and the minor injury of the outer purple guard, the prehistoric and the four commanders were not injured at all.

Qin Zhen looked directly at the four commanders and sneered, "The Purple Guard's combined attack array is really extraordinary. The four commanders did not speak, and the prehistoric also sneered and said, "The white-clothed commander Qin Zhen is not easy to match. ”。 Qin Zhen raised the sword in his hand again, and laughed coldly, "Prehistory, I can't imagine seeing you again now!" ”

Shi Qian said, "Qin Zhen, I didn't expect to see you here, and I won't meet you like this." Qin Zhen laughed and said, "Eight disciples of Hezong Lianheng, you are ranked third, nicknamed Embroidered Spring Sword Shura Prehistory, I didn't expect that now you have become a small regional leader." ”

Preshi snorted coldly and said, "Qin Zhen, today is also your retribution." Back then, you deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, and killed the ancestor Guiguzi. Secretly poisoned, framed my master, Lian Heng's injuries have not healed, and now I have come to take revenge. ”

Huang Quan, the overlord knife in Qin Zhen's hand, turned around and said, "Do you recognize him?" He is a tyrant, and Huangquan is a sharp weapon of Guigu Dao. Now in my hands, I represent Guigu Dao. Now it's time for you to call me Uncle! Prehistoric snorted coldly and shouted, "Kill!" ”

The overlord sword Huangquan in Qin Zhen's hand changed from pointing to the sky to pointing to the ground, and the true air turned, the person did not move, and the sword qi went first. Dozens of purple-clothed embroidered spring knives swung out in their hands, blocking Qin Zhen's sword qi with a combined attack, and the prehistoric and four commanders attacked again. Qin Zhen took a deep breath, just to delay time, slowly slowing down the true qi in his body, who knew that prehistory did not have too much connotation, and killed again.

What's more, prehistoric was not provoked by his own words, and his heart was still calm, so Qin Zhen couldn't find the flaws in prehistory. Guigu Dao originally only accepted two disciples, and the name was Hezhong Lianheng, but in the previous Guigu Dao, Guiguzi accepted one more disciple. Such a disciple is Qin Zhen.

Who knew that Qin Zhen was a wolf, designed to kill Guiguzi, used poison to plot and scheming, united with the masters in the Thousand Snow Palace to defeat and merge with each other, and took Guigudao for himself. Fortunately, that night, a mysterious person came to the rescue of Lian Heng and Hezhong. So Lian Henghezong came to Daqian to devote himself to Bai Xuan's command, and he didn't want to clean up the portal and restore Guigu Road all the time.

Prehistory, as Lian Heng's disciple, naturally inherited Lian Heng's hatred for Qin Zhen, and at this moment, he naturally satisfied Prehistory's wishes, but it was a pity that his master could not wait for Qin Zhen's death.

Prehistoric shouted "Knife horizontal", so the embroidered spring knife in Ziyiwei's hand was swung out in an awkward way, and the moment it was swung, this piece of heaven and earth was intertwined with a knife net, and the knife net went down, wanting to wrap Qin Zhen.

Qin Zhen took a step forward, his true qi was poured into the Huangquan of the Tyrant Sword, and he looked at the sword net that was getting deeper and deeper, and threw it suddenly.

Life and death are uncertain at this moment.