Every move, a look full of murderous aura. One move, one step, one step is a moment of life and death.

Qin Zhen faced the overwhelming sword net, and threw the sword Huang Quan in his hand to break the sword net of the prehistoric people. Right in the middle, the two sides collided violently. Qin Zhen's true qi and dark luck injected a force into the sword Huangquan again.

"Bang" and two intertwined in the air, Qin Zhen's overlord sword Huang Quan was shot back, and the knife net of the prehistoric and others was shattered. With the Badao Huangquan came the prehistoric Huashan force split, and the prehistoric came with the sound of hunting, which was a few points faster than the Badao Huangquan that shot back.

Qin Zhen's face was slightly pale, his true qi was lucky just now, but the true qi in his body was lacking. Qin Zhen retreated sharply, seeing that prehistoric and Badao Huangquan came together, he sucked at Badao Huangquan with his remote hand, and arrived with prehistoric first. Qin Zhen had a knife in his hand, wanting to fight back.

Looking back, a prehistoric move to split Huashan was only a foot away from Qin Zhen. At this moment, for prehistory, Qin Zhen was still, wind pavilion, laughter. In the world of Nuoda, there are only the cold eyes of both sides and the fierce sword qi, and life and death are decided at this moment. Qin Zhen could clearly hear the heaviness of his breathing, and he could see the hint of pleasure in the prehistoric eyes, this was the first time he had seen prehistoric with such an expression.

The prehistoric knife slowly descended in Qin Zhen's eyes, and the trajectory was clear, even the arc of the sword qi was clear. Qin Zhen felt that blood began to bubble from his forehead, and it turned out that it was the prehistoric sword qi that had cut Qin Zhen's skin first.

Qin Zhen had to laugh sarcastically in this moment of life and death, and finally died on the land of Daqian, but he couldn't see the tombstone under the big tree outside Tianfeng City, and he couldn't touch those carvings under the big tree anymore. It's good that I can go and see her.

Qin Zhen had already closed his eyes at this moment. At this moment, he returned to Liuyue City more than twenty years ago, on the maple tree outside Maple Leaf City, extremely relaxed.

"Wow", "knock". Just when the prehistoric dead and silent eyes flashed with pleasure and joy, a trace of different color flashed, this was not a scene of Qin Zhen's blood splashing but a cyan sword light. Prehistoric breathing became heavy, and the sword slammed his sword crooked, slashing off.

At this moment, the prehistoric knife was originally chopped down, no more than a foot away from Qin Zhen's head. A cyan sword shot from the depths of the forest, deflecting the prehistoric sword. This move split Huashan directly split the land one foot in front of Qin Zhen's side.

Seeing that his knife was missed, the prehistoric palm slapped directly at Qin Zhen's head with strong energy. However, a cyan figure came quickly, and the cyan long sword in his hand was directly in the middle of Qin Zhen's head and prehistoric left palm. Seeing that his left palm was blocked, Shi Qian volleyed a leg in the air and kicked at the man in Tsing Yi.

The man in green clothes, the scabbard of his left hand turned, and the scabbard turned into a sharp sword and stabbed at the center of the prehistoric foot. Between the intersection of "bang" and two, the prehistoric can only retreat by force. The man in Tsing Yi took a step forward and stopped in front of Qin Zhen, and the cyan sword was still gone.

Qin Zhen waited for a while, but he couldn't wait for the moment when his body split, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the cyan figure sneering and laughing, "You save me?" This cyan figure was naturally just Shu Tianyu who was betrayed by Qin Zhen and exchanged information with the Beiliang Palace. Before Shu Tianyu left the Beiliang Palace, Xiao Bo, the king of Beiliang, said to Shu Tianyu, "Although Qin Zhen betrayed you, this time you returned to Qianxue safely and worry-free, and you will cause trouble for your sister." You still go to save Qin Zhen first and go back to Qianxue with him, so that Murong Qianxue will not be able to borrow a knife to kill people at that time. Shu Tianyu naturally thought of this, and chased all the way according to the information provided by Xiao Bo.

Shu Tianyu turned his head and said coldly, "I don't want you to die and cause trouble for my sister." Qin Zhen chuckled and said, "Unexpectedly, you are enlightened now." Okay, I won't waste my hard work. When Shu Tianyu heard Qin Zhen say this, he snorted coldly, turned his head, and looked directly at the people in purple clothes.

Qin Zhen took a step forward and laughed, "Hahaha, senior nephew, you still can't kill me this time!" The prehistoric eyes were full of murder, and his eyes seemed to turn into ten thousand flying knives to tear Qin Zhen to pieces.

"He can't kill him, I'll kill him!" A loud shout suppressed Qin Zhen's rampant laughter, and with this shout, the sound wave rushed straight forward, and the phoenix in Shu Tianyu's hand flashed, and the sword qi caught up, scattering this sound wave in the air.

Qin Zhen's face was ugly, and he saw more than a dozen purple-clothed guards walking out from the side. Four of them were in a state of violation. The dozen or so purple-clothed guards walked in front of the prehistoric and others, and the prehistoric and others put away their swords and knelt down on one leg and said, "Subordinate, I have talked about the commander." This person is the commander of the Great Cadre Purple Guard.

He Zong waved his hand to the people behind him and signaled. Prehistory, on the other hand, stands in second place to the left of the merger.

He took a step forward and said with a smile, "Senior brother, I didn't expect to see you here." Qin Zhen naturally couldn't be afraid of Hezhong, and said with a smile while holding the knife, "It's probably ten or twenty years, right?" I'm thinking about it this day. He Zong laughed out loud with Qin Zhen, and after three laughs, he said coldly, "Senior brother, you can't remember clearly, but I remember it clearly, twenty-one years and three months." ”

Qin Zhen's eyes also began to turn cold, and he said, "Wow, there are four of the eight great disciples here today. Plus senior brother, do you not want to spare my life? “

He Zong took the first Ziyi Wei on the left, and the second disciple of the eight disciples of Hezong Lianheng Ben Lei handed over the embroidered spring knife handed over by Liu Zhen. Zhen opened the cloak he was wearing and smiled, "Senior brother, you're right!" ”

After speaking, he pulled out the embroidered spring knife, threw the scabbard, and inserted it into the soil. At this moment, the sword was overflowing, and the sword was cold. He Zong smiled and said, "Senior brother, the sword in your hand Huangquan should also be returned to the sect!" After speaking, his body moved, but he left an afterimage.

Qin Zhen saw that he pounced on him, and said to Shu Tianyu, "You don't move first." Then act on the opportunity. After speaking, he pulled out the overlord knife Huang Quan inserted in the ground, carried the last true qi of himself on his body, and his body turned into an afterimage to meet him.

Two afterimages, one purple and one black, met in the air. I only heard a loud "bang", and where the two met, the true qi stirred up, stirring up the fallen leaves in the sky. Shu Tianyu and the Ziyi Guards had to retreat.

Qin Zhen and Hezong were separated with one touch, and after the separation, they were immediately touched again, leaving only a residual image of the Dao in the eyes of everyone, and they couldn't see the specific situation clearly.

With another touch, Qin Zhen couldn't bear to be beaten away by Hezong's true qi after all. When Shu Tianyu saw that Qin Zhen was knocked away, his heart was anxious, and his body moved, facing the joint column who was intent on chasing and killing Qin Zhen.

At the moment when Shu Tianyu moved, a purple figure blocked Shu Tianyu. The figure said, "I'm here to learn and learn from Qianxue's Shu family." That is, draw the sword against each other.

Qin Zhen spurted out a mouthful of blood in the air, he had no strength to fight again, the true qi in his body had been exhausted, and he could only let Hezong get closer and closer to him.

Qin Zhen let out a deep sigh, the last stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, and the master still died in the hands of the people of the master.

Hezong's left palm was getting closer and closer to Qin Zhen, and Hezong wanted to kill Qin Zhen with one palm, which relieved the hatred in his heart.

But at this moment, I heard a coquettish shout, and a red water sleeve struck out from the side, wrapped around Hezong's left palm, and tore Hezong's left palm away with all his strength. When he saw that he could take revenge, he killed one person and smashed the water sleeve with a knife in his right hand. No longer use the palm, but directly use the embroidered spring knife in the hand to chop.

Qin Zhen listened coquettishly, saw the red water sleeves, opened his eyes angrily, and scolded angrily with all his strength, "Damn, don't come here!" He could tell that the sound was coming from the water, and whose red sleeves belonged to. It's that stupid girl who is waiting for her stupid red silk. It's the stupid girl who still loves herself, no matter how indifferent, how indifferent, or how she ignores it.

Hongsilk didn't listen to Qin Zhen's words in his ears and put them in his heart. rushed over, and He Zong coldly shouted "looking for death", but the embroidered spring knife in his hand was slashed at Qin Zhen first, so as to prevent future troubles.

Red Silk saw that he couldn't lead the knife of Hezong, but Qin Zhen could become a dead soul at any time under the knife of Hezong. Carrying the true qi and pounced, blocking in front of Qin Zhen. Qin Zhen's eyes were blocked by a patch of red.

The red silk palms were pushed out, and the knife was opened and closed, and anger flashed in the eyes of the longitudinal one, and the knife was abandoned, and the red silk was bombarded again and again with a pair of fleshy palms. The red silk had to be forced.

One palm on the chest of the red silk, and two palms on the belly of the red silk. Blood overflowed from the red silk's mouth, but the look in his eyes did not change, and the palms in his hands struck out again and again, trying to shake the joint column open.

It's hot, it's red. Qin Zhengan's face was a little warm, and when he reached out, he saw blood-red blood. Qin Zhen looked at it in a daze, and it was red.

A tear flowed down and dripped in the woods.