Jian Feng didn't make any reply, looked at the seriously injured guy in front of him, and was silent.

Qiu Jin exhaled slowly and firmly for a few moments, paused, and said in a relatively serious tone: "Over the years, I have been in retreat in the countryside, fused my life's sword intent, and created a set of 'Ten Years of Sword Technique', with a total of ten sword moves, except for the first type of 'Entering the Plug' that has been used, so far, there are still nine swords that have not been ......."

Ye Yiran's face changed.

Because she knew that that day on the small bridge of the stream of Weng Zhongwen's Sword House, Qiu Jin used that sword to enter the plug, breaking through the qin sound formation of the two demons of the Styx, and killing the enemy instantly.

Ling Zhen suddenly, "Create a whole set of spirit swords, this hand, tsk, has weight." ”

Jian Feng raised his eyebrows and scolded sharply: "What? You duel with me, and dare to have reservations?! ”

"Alas, Brother Sword, don't you also have a 'Peach Blossom Flying Qiong Array' that you haven't used out?"

Qiu Jin sighed, "You and I were called brothers ten years ago, and now, why do you have to fight and kill each other like this? ”

Jian Feng Yunose exhaled, he snorted vigorously, his face was angry, and he scolded: "You still have the face to mention the word 'brother'?" Phew, if I hadn't fainted back then and recognized you, the so-called bullshit brother, the 600 young geniuses of my Peach Blossom Sect would not have died in vain in Kunlun Snow Mountain! ”

"Yes, those 600 monks did die because of me."

Qiu Jin tried to justify himself, "But I actually failed to succeed because I fell for the conspiracy of a traitor and was stabbed in the spine......"

Ling Zhen finally understood the grievances between Qiu Jin and the cherry-haired man.

Since the net worth and life of the 600th genius is involved, it is indeed time to tear his face like this.

Jian Feng didn't listen to him at all, and interrupted in an extremely impatient voice: "I don't want to know why you failed to open the sky, I only know that those six hundred young men who have already entered the five-grade Zhudan realm and have a bright future like a splendid future, if they hadn't followed you up to Kunlun Mountain, they wouldn't have died so wronged, so wronged!" ”

When he said this, the body of Jianfeng, the first chivalrous man in Jiangnan, trembled slightly, obviously because he remembered the past and was very sad.

"Yes, what Brother Jian said is reasonable, no matter what reason or excuse I find, the lives of those six hundred Zhudan Realm teenagers will not be able to come back......"

"If only you knew!"

Jian Feng's eyes were infinitely fierce, "Because of you, my Peach Blossom Sect gave away six hundred lives in vain, as the head of the sect, I should avenge them, today, I am here to kill you six hundred Merry Sword Qi, after the killing, whether you are dead or alive, the grievances will be written off, how about it?" ”

Qiu Jin smiled generously, patted his chest, put the black sword into the sheath on his waist, put his body into a "big" character, and said angrily: "Brother Sword, come on, just come, I won't fight back!" ”

Ling Zhengang wanted to shout "No".

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Jian Feng was very angry, and said "yes" unceremoniously, and with a wave of his hands, ten small streams of pink sword qi shot out from his fingertips again.

Those sharp sword machines in the name of "Merry" all hit Qiu Jin's chest.

"Poof—"

Qiu Jin suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, the amount of which was really not small, but he still said loudly with a strong breath: "Come again!" ”

As soon as the words fell, ten extremely sharp sword qi rushed straight into his body.

Qiu Jin stumbled uncontrollably under his feet, and after stabilizing his body, he gritted his teeth and continued, "Come again!" ”

Jian Feng swung ten more swords.

Qiu Jin vomited a large pool of blood "wow", shook his body a few times, and then stood up and said, "Come again." ”

Ling Zhen looked extremely painful.

gritted his teeth fiercely, almost wishing to go over and carry so many dozens of swords for Brother Qiu.

Ye Yiran is just the opposite.

Repeating it over and over again, "Shoot him shoot him shoot him ......"

Jian Feng's face was blue, but he was a little compassionate in his heart, but when he thought of the corpses of the six hundred genius disciples on Kunlun Mountain, he immediately became iron-hearted, and then nailed ten sword qi to Qiu Jin's body.

"Come again!"

It's the Ten Swords of Merry Again.

"Come again!"

Or ten swords.

In just a few moments, Qiu Jin had already hit a full sixty pink sword qi.

His body shook like a candle in the wind, but he still managed to do it.

Ling Zhen was out of sight.

Since you should not go up to save or suffer for others, you will close your eyes.

After enduring the seventieth merry sword qi, Qiu Jin's knees weakened, and he knelt on the ground unconsciously, trying his best to straighten his chest, straighten his backbone, and still said in his mouth: "Come again!" ”

Jian Feng twisted his head to the side, not looking at the kneeling man surnamed Qiu, and waved his hands out again.

Eighty swords.

The dark green robe on Qiu Jin's body has been completely soaked in blood at the moment, and the ground is in shambles, which can be described as unsightly.

Ling Zhen was still closing his eyes.

Ye Yiran was on the side, but he was already stunned.

She never imagined that there were such fierce and domineering men in the world!

Ling Zhen heard those sounds in his ears, and he almost couldn't help but come to the rescue.

I can't bear to see Brother Qiu die on the spot, dying so tragically.

Ninety.

Hundred.

After receiving a hundred Peach Blossom Sect's merry sword qi, Qiu Jin, who was no different from a hornet's nest, began to blur his consciousness, his eyelids became heavy, and he was almost in a coma.

Jian Feng, who had the demeanor of a fairy, frowned, his face was indescribably ugly, and he was hesitating whether to continue to launch sword qi.

Ling Zhen was secretly determined.

As long as Jian Feng continues to do it, then he will no longer let that guy act recklessly.

At this time, a delicate and charming woman's voice came from behind him, "Is Qing really going to kill him?" ”

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Wei Jie was confused, turned his head to the old man in white tiger skin and asked, "Qingqing, I ...... Could it be that this corresponds to the romance of the sword fairy, as well as the merry Yuan with the beloved wife Huarong? ”

Ying Chun nodded with a smile, and after a while, the black and thin old man said coldly: "In the battle in the Broken Intestine Cliff in the past, if there was no sword qi sent to you by the wind flow, I am afraid you would not be able to hand over the last sword with your own strength." ”

Wei Jie didn't say anything, just smiled.

Yingchun raised her eyebrows and said, "That move, the last move, what is it called...... It seems to be called 'spring silkworms to the end of the dead silk'? ”

Wei Jie lightly "um", "Ying seniors, these old yellow calendars, can we stop turning them over?" ”

Ying Chun wanted to say: "Sure enough, he is a person who has become an immortal, and he can't even turn over your kid's old accounts?" ”

But after thinking about it, it seemed that he was going through old accounts at this time, and the two of them were half a catty to eight taels, so he didn't say anything.

The legless old man just laughed, and then continued to stare at the scene that happened in the secret realm of returning to the ruins.

A return to the ruins, see all the wind and snow.