The team was originally driving well, but suddenly a team of guards on horseback broke out, and the middle-aged man led by him was the one who presided over the auction in the Tianyu Pavilion.

I saw him wave his right arm, and said coldly at the disciples of the Seven Sects and Seven Mansions: "The Beast Emperor is in poor health, today's treasure offering ceremony has been cancelled, and it will be changed to seven days later, as for the distinguished guests of the Seven Sects and Seven Mansions and the friends of the Alliance, please go to the inn designated by the royal family to stay." ”

As soon as the words fell, the man fled the scene with his guards.

The treasure offering ceremony was cancelled, and it was changed to seven days later, and the crowd apparently had not yet digested the sudden news.

In fact, someone has already released the news that the Heavenly Sacrifice of the Beast Clan found that a factor unfavorable to the Beast Emperor was slowly approaching when it was predicted, and the high-level of the Beast Clan was worried that the Beast Emperor would have any accidents in this ceremony, so the Heavenly Sacrifice announced the cancellation of the treasure offering ceremony. As for the seven-day period, it was only a delay, and its purpose was to keep the people in check, so as not to cause unnecessary disturbances.

Qin Mufeng didn't care about this, he was overjoyed, and he took the brunt out of the phalanx and swept in the direction of Qiu Ming.

"Senior Brother Qin, where are you going?" the Shenqin cultivator asked behind him.

"If you are in a hurry, you can come when you go. Qin Mufeng was vague, and others were shooting like sharp arrows.

"We followed him. The female cultivator said in a deep voice, when the woman said this, the person had already caught up with Qin Mufeng. Seeing this, the Shenqin cultivator just shook his head helplessly, and immediately followed.

Seeing this scene, Du Yan in the second phalanx couldn't help but be active: It turns out that he also wants to find that kid's bad luck? Why don't I also chase after him to take a look, in fact, he has another purpose in chasing him: to be sure of the power of the ink bow and whether the rumors are credible.

"Chased after them all so soon?" Qiu Ming smiled slightly: "However, it came at the right time." Just in time to put my ink bow to the test. ”

When Qiu Ming waited for those people to be nearly fifty steps away, he suddenly hooked his bow in his hand. He put the dragon spirit arrow on the bowstring and shouted urgently. The shadow of the arrow quickly rushed away to kiss the wind. After discovering that these people were following him, he deliberately led them to this cul-de-sac.

Now the meeting between the two is a life-and-death struggle, but the purpose of the two is a little different, one is to keep the mouth shut, and the other is to vent anger.

"Xuantian Ink Bow!?" Everyone saw the ink bow that Qiu Ming hooked out of the space stubborn stone, and immediately understood the trickiness of the matter, knowing that what they had to face was a thousand years of demonic existence, and the strength that the other party possessed could kill them lightly.

I can't open my eyes. Qiu Ming couldn't find out where the other party's Yan Ling was, so he just shot an arrow indiscriminately, but it was still true.

After the arrow pierced Qin Mufeng's waist, it quickly flew back to Qiu Ming's bowstring, Qiu Ming's heart was overjoyed, and he couldn't help but be ambitious: it was worthy of a dragon spirit arrow, so even if there were 100,000 enemies, he would not be afraid.

"Such a fast arrow, we can't resist it. Senior Brother Fei uses the sound of your piano to disturb his mind. The woman made a quick judgment.

Qin Mufeng covered the blood hole in his waist with his hand, and the red blood instantly flowed all over his right hand, and soaked his entire lower body, and the tearing pain made him squeeze out four or five drops of cold sweat on his forehead.

He was angry and angry: when did the other party become so powerful, and if the arrow hadn't missed by a few points. With the power of this arrow, the Yan Ling in his life mansion would be in danger.

As soon as Du Yanzhong saw that the shape was not good, he immediately turned around and retreated. I want to get out of this place.

"Since everyone has come, there is no reason to leave. Although I don't have much to do with you, I have to give you a long memory. Remember this lesson. Qiu Ming's arrow fell into Du Yan instantly.

This mad dog, Du Yan secretly cursed, but he didn't dare to scold this, and at this moment, his chest hurt, and it was the dragon spirit arrow that passed through his chest, but when the tail of the arrow pierced, the arrow suddenly disappeared under his nose.

"Spirit Weapon!"

Du Yanzhong couldn't help but exclaim, and then fled towards the entrance of the alley with a wolf bèi, and disappeared there in the blink of an eye.

"Actually have a spiritual weapon?" When the woman said this, she glanced at Qin Mufeng fiercely with a reproachful eye, this action made Qin Mufeng even more hostile to Qiu Ming, and even wanted to chop the other party into meat puree right now, and wrap it in a bun with human meat for ten thousand people to eat.

The other party didn't choose to let go of Qiu Ming, and Qiu Ming naturally didn't interrupt and let them go, and immediately targeted the dragon spirit arrow at Qin Mufeng and the others.

"Hurt!"

Just one word, simple and straightforward.

The divine qin was quickly untied and placed on the ground, but seeing Fei Zhong's ten fingers pulling the strings back, the sound of the piano was full of murderous intent.

The sound of the piano is very bleak and sad: tears seem to be floating in the sky, cold, cold and solemn killing intent, just like the slaughter of autumn. Qiu Ming couldn't help but tremble, and more of it was an unspeakable twisted heart, and his eyes were involuntarily soaked with sad tears.

touched the scene, and seemed to be infected by the other party's tune.

But these tears are cold, cold, just like the tears of autumn, and even the surrounding alleys, streets, houses, imperial capitals, moats, earth, mountains and rivers are crying in a low voice.

Suddenly, their cries reflected each other, and their tears were slowly slipping down.

Even Fei Zhong's strings were stained with wounded tears, and those tears kept jumping and even dancing on the strings.

The space seems to be twisted to its heart's content at this moment, as if it is distorting the whole person's heart.

The tears on the strings have gathered in one point.

"Broken!"

A whirling sensation struck, as if it had been hit hard by a huge wooden pestle, and Yan Ling suffered a heavy blow in an instant. Qiu Ming clearly noticed that the Yan Ling in his mind seemed to have been slashed tens of thousands of knives, and the attack of this knife and the wooden pestle was not aimed at the flesh, but directly into the flesh, which was an extremely uncomfortable but complicated feeling, and the pain made people have nowhere to scratch.

Shenqin cultivators are the most mysterious of the six regular cultivators, and the most crucial thing is that Qiu Ming has no experience in facing the enemy in this regard.

"Soul attack?"

Qiu Ming raised his head and asked coldly. And his forehead was covered with blood. Then half of his face was dripped, and his eyes were as bright and bloodthirsty as beasts. It makes others look terrible.

Although Qin Mufeng was also a battle-hardened person, and the people he killed were several circles more than Qiu Ming's beasts, when his eyes touched Qiu Ming's fierce eyes, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, and a bad premonition surged up.

"Beast-like ferocious gaze? is he not a human at all?" Qin Mufeng gasped, and the person looked frightened, a little flustered, and a little out of control.

Faced with the scene where Qiu Ming could still stand, Fei Zhong's face was cold. Ordinary people were already shattered by his blow, leaving only a dead body in place.

However, he obviously forgot a little, Qiu Ming obviously couldn't be regarded as an ordinary cultivator, but he had the strength to kill the top ten fateful major cultivators with the Jiuyan Realm.

"Tyranny!"

It's another one-word attack.

The strings of the ten fingers are pulled, and the incomparable domineering spirit overflows into the distance, like the water overflowing the basin, just like that sentence, my lord is here, and the four seas surrender.

"A sad song. Swallowing mountains and rivers for nine days. ”

The song constantly lays out a sad and domineering sad story: above the vastness, holding a magic spear, proud of all beings in the world, facing all enemies without chaos.

"Poof!"

Qiu Ming spit out another mouthful of blood, and the whole person also seemed to languish, boom. The entire Tsing Yi was torn apart and flew aside. And slammed into the wall, poking out countless small holes.

"It turns out that the Shenqin cultivator didn't attack with Yan. I get it. Qiu Ming weakly stretched out his right hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, yes. Fei Zhong replied calmly, but his heart was full of shock, this guy's life is really hard, it is like a stubborn stone that cannot be hammered.

"Senior Brother Fei, I think he will definitely be injured a lot after receiving your two blows, so it's better to leave the next matter to Senior Brother Qin." The woman said.

Qin Mufeng's first thought in his heart and the first thing he wanted to say was what kind of joke, this guy doesn't look like he's seriously injured, and when you woman said this, she clearly felt sorry for her lover and consumed a lot, but she found such a broken reason.

Qin Mufeng secretly thought: In the alliance, who doesn't know that your second senior sister relied on the master's favor to seduce the fourth senior brother, so why did you come here to sour me, an outsider who is not an outsider.

"Senior Brother Qin?" Fei Zhong raised his eyebrows, and after the battle, he obviously noticed that the strength of the other party was far superior to his Senior Brother Qin, and said in a deep voice: "He is not the opponent of this guy at all." ”

Seeing that her own construction was not adopted, the woman's jade feet stomped on the ground fiercely, but when her beautiful eyes glanced at Qin Mufeng's face, she couldn't help but have a crooked nose. This guy clearly had a treacherous expression, although the expression was only for a moment, but it was still captured by the careful her.

Fei Zhong gently pushed away the jade man's jade hand and lifted the Shenqin horizontally.

"Your Excellency, is it true that you want to kill them all?" Qiu Ming asked coldly, because the Yan Ling in his mind was deeply damaged, he was no longer able to fight, if it weren't for the strong support of his beast bloodline, the others would have fallen to the ground early in the morning.

"The shape shì is forced, and it has to be done. Fei Zhong also replied coldly.

"What a shape is forced to do?"

But the other party did not answer, but the sound of the piano answered him.

"Surprised!"

Just one word, one sound, and it's simple: noise.

Its sound was loud enough to cover a city, and its noise was noisy enough to disturb the minds of the cultivators of a city and disturb the spirits of the cultivators of a city.

"Tear!"

In the sky above the imperial capital, a layer of transparent material in the void seemed to be torn apart by the sound of the piano, and the brittle scene was like an invisible giant mirror being brittled, and there was a deafening tearing sound.

But the invisible giant mirror of partial time strangely compounded into a whole and disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

If it weren't for the sound of the piano, perhaps everyone would not have been able to perceive the existence of the mirror, but for some reason, the people who saw it only frowned, and forgot about the scene that happened in the sky.

Qiu Ming had already fainted, and his Yan Spirit was completely unable to withstand a soul attack of this intensity.

Fei Zhong's scene was also uncomfortable, at this time he was lying under the woman's soft chest, and the strings of the Shenqin not far away had already been broken. He was no longer surprised by this, because every time he used the [Surprise] move. His strings would break without exception.

Frankly, this is his strongest and proudest style. If this move could no longer constitute a deterrent to Qiu Ming, then he would really be powerless.

"Kill him. Looking at Qiu Ming, who was fainting on the ground. Qin Mufeng's eyes breathed fire, it was a kind of anger with a killing intent, this guy not only knew too many secrets, but even more disrespectful to himself, just these two points, the person in front of him should not live, and his talent is too demonic, which is also the main reason why he should not live in the world.

"Taking advantage of people's danger, despicable and shameless. The woman scolded quietly. Although she hated that because of Qiu Ming's strength, Fei Zhong had consumed too much. But he hated Qin Mufeng even more in his heart, if it weren't for him, Fei Zhong would not have become what he was in front of.

Regarding the woman's direct ridicule, Qin Mufeng ignored it at all, as if he hadn't heard it.

Just when he walked to Qiu Ming's side with a hideous face and wanted to cut off Qiu Ming's head with a knife, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he felt that a black shadow disappeared from sight.

Sensing this scene, Qin Mufeng suddenly realized that something was wrong. But when it comes time to turn around and retreat or dodge, it's too late.

The others felt pain in their chests, but it was a brittle dragon arrow that pierced his chest, of course. Although the arrow was only a cracked waste arrow, its sharp crack had already pierced Qin Mufeng's chest, making him taste the real pain from his flesh.

"You cunning. He pretended to faint. Qin Mufeng turned around and jumped three zhang away, keeping a safe distance from Qiu Ming.

Qiu Ming shook his head helplessly. He also made this decision as a last resort, although Fei Zhong lost his fighting strength because of his excessive consumption. But isn't there a woman who never made a move?

And in his opinion, the other party is just a qin cultivator, so who knows if these two empty-handed second senior sisters also have any powerful magic weapons and methods?

Qiu Ming glanced coldly at the dragon spirit arrow on Qin Mufeng's chest, although he couldn't see any expression on his face, he was a little flustered in his heart. At this time, his heart was very clear, he didn't get out of the illusion that someone imposed on him at the beginning of the fight, and the dragon spirit arrow he cultivated was actually just a failure, and he was actually proud to use this defeat to attack the opponent, and the result can be imagined, the wound on the opponent's waist did not exist at all.

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but admire the strength of the spellcaster, and even Tianyang's eyes couldn't see through it, and he believed that although the sound of Fang Cai's piano briefly opened the illusion for a while, he was still accused of the illusion at this time, and even the entire imperial capital city was still under the control of the other party.

"Die!" After Qiu Ming was convinced of the dragon pattern arrow in his hand, he quickly shot the arrow at Qin Mufeng who was not far away.

Seeing the shadow of the arrow floating, Qin Feng's face was as pale as earth. And the arrow shadow passed through the center of the eyebrows, boom, Qin Mufeng's corpse lost control and fell into the alley, this time obviously shot the opponent's Yan Ling, Yan Ling died, the cultivator died, and it belonged to the kind of death that never exceeded life.

"Buzz!"

The roar in his ears continued, Qiu Ming saw that the scenery in front of him was constantly changing, the spaceship landed, and he and Mo Qing entered the imperial capital city, which was three or four days ago.

This was from the retreat two days ago.

This is the event of today's treasure ceremony.

But Qin Mufeng and the others didn't follow

Moreover, his body is abundant, his spirit is intact, and he is not injured at all, and there is no sign of even a big battle, but he clearly remembers the big battle just now.

Was it an illusion? Could it be that an illusion turned the tide? Or was the battle itself an illusion.

Qiu Ming kept walking the way he came, but he saw Qin Mufeng and his senior brothers talking and laughing all the way into an inn, but the strings of the Shenqin cultivator were intact, and the appearance of others seemed to be normal and tight, without any malaise.

Qiu Ming walked towards Mo Qing's house full of suspicions, he took out his space stubborn stone and glanced at it, and found that the dragon spirit arrow had disappeared, which made the suspicion in his heart invisibly add another three points, but that's all.

"He's gone!" the woman by the window watched the other's back walk farther and farther away, and finally disappeared from her sight.

"Senior Brother Qin, how do you feel about going down first?" Fei Zhong couldn't help but ask.

"What else can he do? In the future, he can only follow the seventh senior sister. The woman turned her head and said coldly.

Qin Mufeng lowered his head and never said a word, but the clenched fists under him clearly said that he was very unwilling about today's events.

"I, Qin Mufeng, swear, even if I turn into a powerful ghost, I won't let this guy go. ”

"You have become" At this time, the woman couldn't help but didn't continue, it wasn't that she didn't want to sprinkle salt on the other party's wounds, but she had to change her words out of the same feelings: "The cultivation of the seventh senior sister is about to improve, and after she improves, it is not too late for you to seek revenge on that guy." ”

"Yes, yes, after my sister's cultivation is refined, we will accompany you to take revenge, junior brother, you can rest assured, the next time you meet this kid will be his death." Fei Zhong smiled and comforted, but was stepped on by the woman next to him, and his face suddenly changed miserably, and his expression was richer and richer.

"He made him a ghost, I made him a corpse, he made me a corpse, I let him never be reborn. Qin Mufeng slammed his fist on the table, and suddenly sawdust flew, and a bowl-sized hole appeared on the table.

Although the woman didn't say anything about this, she secretly mocked in her heart: As for you, you can only kill those mentally retarded demon beasts and bully incompetent cultivators, as for encountering Qiu Ming's kind of demon, you can only say some cruel things behind your back to vent.

"He's consumed a lot, but at this time he still doesn't know it, and he still thinks he has a lot of energy. Therefore, the next time we bump into him, we only need to let the senior sister untie him, so won't he be caught with his hands tied?"

Fei Zhong took a sip of tea and said with a light smile.

"Yes, let the junior sister untie his body, but we don't do whatever we want. Qin Mufeng's face had a smug smile attached to it. (To be continued......)