Yang Tianqi's expression remained unchanged, and suddenly a sly smile poured out: "What do I have to say for Lu." ”

"Yes, I didn't say that. ”

Yang Tianqi's face became paler and paler, as if he had been disturbed by the aura of death, and he said indifferently: "If you mean, those things I witnessed with my own eyes, why didn't I tell the sect anything......

What is it? The remaining seven people of the Luoxia Sect were dazed and surprised, and they didn't know what Yang Tianqi and Tan Weiran were talking about. But I suddenly remembered that this incident seemed to be caused by Yang Tianqi?

"Forty into a sword...... Fifth-Order Secret Arts. ”

"Sixth-Order Golden Body...... Purple Mansion Magical Power. ”

Yang Tianqi's eyes were obscure, and he slowly read out: "Yes, I have witnessed these skills you have seen before. Before you and I fought and clashed with the Luoxia Sect, I knew the Tao. ”

After a slight pause, Yang Tianqi said indifferently: "So what." He asked rhetorically, "What do I have to say about it, and what good will it do me?" ”

"I said, will the Luoxia Sect come out against you for me?"

The remaining seven people of the Luoxia Sect were stunned, and when everyone heard this, they all instantly fell into deep thought, and then froze.

Speaking of this, the others almost understood the meaning and certain things in the words. At least Yang Tianqi concealed the important news of Tan Weiran, which caused the fiasco of the Luoxia Sect. Yes, yes.

Tan Weiran's expression was light and shallow, unmoved, and he glanced at each other with the wind blowing the snow, and there was indescribable emotion. From this time when he saw Yang Tianqi again, he knew that Yang Tianqi was in the way, and the wind and snow could also guess that Yang Tianqi didn't say anything for Lu.

Tan Weiran has a four-percent sword spirit and a fifth-order secret technique. Sixth-order golden body, purple mansion supernatural powers. For Yang Tianqi, it is not a secret, because he has seen it with his own eyes.

But just like Yang Tianqi's rhetorical question: "What do you have to say, I said, will Luoxia Sect come out to deal with you for me?"

No. I'm afraid not.

Yin Shixue, Zhou Chen and others secretly considered and weighed it in their hearts, and said the answer to themselves in their hearts.

Four-order sword spirit, fifth-order secret art, sixth-order golden body, purple mansion supernatural power.

Feel free to do so. It's outstanding, it's amazing. And these three. It's all about a young man. Then there is no doubt that it is absolutely earth-shattering!

If you add the ten-fold golden body that Tan Weiran deliberately did not use for this, then I am afraid that everyone's jaws will have to drop several times in turn.

Of course, in the eyes of the audience today, it is a mystery to talk about Weiran's identity, appearance and age. All the clues of identity that are unintentionally exposed or left behind by Wei Ran are also very complex and contradictory, enough to make people feel confused.

Because of the existence of small secret realms and the like. Using age to measure a person's strength and talent is actually not very reliable. But. The reference value is very obvious.

At the age of talking about the future, he has a fifth-order secret technique. It's quite an amazing achievement of skill, and the sixth-order golden body, that is an incredible achievement.

And the Purple Mansion Divine Power, that is mainly luck, and means extraordinary strength. The key to this thing is luck, talk about it, Liang Zeng won't, Xu Cunzhen will, Mingkong won't, will be will, won't be no, and has little to do with cultivating or anything.

With a forty-percent sword spirit, it is absolutely shocking.

The four skills are gathered in a young man who holds the true realm, and he is not even twenty years old. What does this mean, such a young martial artist, how bright and ambitious the future is, anyone with a little brain can think of it.

The sect is the first to come out for the true disciples, and that is how it should be. It was not a wise decision to stand out for an inner disciple and be an enemy of such a powerful young martial artist.

This has nothing to do with fear or something, and it is not a matter of more or less, but a question of whether it is worth it or not. The sectarian family is not afraid of any peerless genius, and it will not be too much.

Otherwise, Pei Donglai would not have drawn his sword all the way, splashed blood all the way, and there was no way to chase and intercept from the encirclement, and killed a road paved with corpse blood and leading to the strongest in the wilderness.

"If I tell the sect what I know. Yang Tianqi couldn't laugh very much, he suddenly squeezed out a smile that seemed to be crushed, I don't know whether it was cold or sarcastic looking at the same sect: "Will the sect stand up for me." ”

Knowing the ins and outs, the remaining seven people of the Luoxia Sect blushed, and their eyes almost erupted in flames. Hearing this, some people wanted to open their mouths to refute, but they snorted a few times, and they were not embarrassed to openly lie in front of so many people.

Fear...... No!

Yin Shixue and others changed their positions, and they secretly had the answer. In fact, each faction's own situation and situation, and even the different temperament, faced with similar choices, the answers will always be varied.

If you change to a powerful and rising sect, most of them will stand out for the inner disciples. But the Luoxia Sect is not a thriving sect that is on the rise, and it has continued to decline for many years, so its style of action is bound to be cautious.

If Yang Tianqi said it, Luoxia Sect would not make a move. If Luoxiazong doesn't make a move, Yang Tianqi won't be able to kill him.

"I thought that Uncle Feng and they could kill you. ”

Yang Tianqi's indifferent voice showed a trace of fluctuation. After a little silence, he said, "After that, failure." I'm actually very happy, because you're going to make Liang Lao Zu angry. ”

It's just that no one thought that even Liang Zeng, who broke through the virtual realm, failed to kill Tan Weiran, but was killed by Tan Weiran.

Yang Tianqi wanted to borrow the knife of the Luoxia Sect to kill Tan Weiran, and the trick of borrowing the knife to kill people was successful, which made the authorities of the Luoxia Sect fascinated, and they didn't realize that before the conflict, Yang Tianqi had concealed the most important news.

Yang Tianqi spoke eloquently, slowly narrating all kinds of things.

Tan Weiran tilted his head slightly, a little suspicious. He always felt that the person in front of him didn't look like Yang Tianqi, not like the various temperaments he knew about the Dao, like a different temperament.

The King of the Hundred Dead is certainly not a mouthy person.

Tan Weiran pursed his lips, staring at the one in front of him and couldn't talk endlessly. But it is Yang Tianqi who is constantly narrating. In the blink of an eye, Tan Weiran suddenly interrupted and said, "I'll ask casually, you don't have to answer so seriously." ”

How did Yang Tianqi borrow a knife to kill people, and how did he play this strategy. How much is this strategy from the hands of Yang Tianqi, who is not very sophisticated, and how many loopholes are not perfected. Really, I didn't care about it.

"Really, no matter how serious you answered, no matter how serious you are......" Tan Weiran smiled. Even this smile is full of Senran: "I really don't care at all." ”

"I only care about your life!"

With a bang, the sword was unsheathed, and its sound stirred the sky, showing a bit of dragon groaning. Tan Weiran shook his body and disappeared like a ghost, and the bright light shrouded the entire radius of dozens of zhang.

Yang Tianqi, I will take your life personally. Revenge for Cheng Hu, more importantly. Avenge Rui'er with your own hands!

After the light dissipates. Tan Weiran, who had disappeared, stood calmly, and the tip of the sword sank into Yang Tianqi's throat by half an inch. Wisps of purple streamers swirled on the sword.

The conversation was not condensed, and every word was like a smash on the heart: "I only ask, what about Rui'er." "He's not stupid, judging by the clues. Rui'er is obviously in doubt about her life and death.

On Yang Tianqi's pale face, an extraordinary flush appeared. Yang Tian laughed wildly: "Hahaha, it's dead." Of course it's dead. I killed them with my own hands. ”

What is creepy is that although Yang Tianqi laughed wildly, he was so indifferent that there was no trace of emotional change, even the laughter, and only the empty indifference was filled in it, which seemed extremely perverted.

Tan Weiran's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and his fingertips flicked lightly. The streamer on the sword body instantly released the breath of the sword spirit, and Yang Tianqi was beheaded into the sky with a bang.

"Rui'er......" Wind Blowing Snow's expression changed slightly, and he secretly reminded him.

"What about my sister. Tan Weiran shook his head and turned around to ask the others, Yang Tianqi is too desperate, he is absolutely absolute to his teacher and himself. Unless such a person is willing to speak, it is useless to torture him.

Torture is such a thing as a matter of ordinary monks or people with weak willpower. For the truly spiritually strong, it means nothing.

This person instantly instinctively shook his head: "I don't know what ...... said."

Before he finished speaking, a blood-colored hole exploded in the center of this person's eyebrows, and even his brain was burst out with a sword.

Tan Weiran turned his face, and was about to ask, when his eyes touched Yang Tianqi's corpse, he suddenly became excited, and the doubts in his heart were suddenly solved.

"The dead are stand-ins. ”

Turn a few thoughts, connect the various clues, and connect the thoughts unimpeded.

The one who died was Yang Tianqi's stand-in.

The real Yang Tianqi definitely doesn't talk much nonsense, and he won't talk nonsense before he dies, that's ...... Delaying the tactics and delaying time.

Especially this Yang Tianqi, he never used force to resist from beginning to end, nor did he make a move. When death is on the verge of death, anyone will fight to the death, Yang Tianqi of the Spirit Wandering Realm is ruthless to the enemy, and even more ruthless to himself, there is absolutely no reason to be restrained.

Is there a way to make a stand-in to cheat death? Yes, and it's a secret technique.

This kind of secret technique, like the secret technique of a single main kill, is rare, but it is definitely not impossible. Tan Weiran has heard of one, or many.

There are famous, those who are not famous, those who have good results, and those who have bad results. Tan Weiran knew a little bit about it, and each had its own advantages and disadvantages, and suddenly remembered a secret technique......

It was a unique secret technique that could turn the faces and breaths of two people upside down. And this kind of secret art has a disadvantage that is not a disadvantage, that is, two people must keep a certain distance, and this distance is usually not too far.

Yang Tianqi definitely didn't run away.

Tan Weiran flew over the bird's-eye view of the sky, and finally stared, and saw that on the road, there was a figure walking neither fast nor slow, calm and calm, it was Yang Tianqi.

"That's you!"

"The real Yang Tianqi, in ...... Here!"

Tan Weiran's breath was solemn, and he waved his sword between his sleeves and his hand! Purple clouds boiled and spread all over the air, as if they were going to bombard all things into powder.

Stretching out his arms, the earth-shattering roar one after another, and a purple light seems to pass through time and space.

A slight slanting wind and drizzle blew, and the person suddenly stopped and slowly turned his head.

A halo of light exuded an intangibility above his head, as if a layer of camouflage had been removed, revealing Yang Tianqi's pale true face, and his eyes were full of horror and death: "You ......"

With a soft bang, a glimmer of bright purple light burst out from the person's forehead, and a brilliant purple light burst out from the body vertically, as if the person was cut in half.

"You ......"

Yang Tianqi slowly weakened, knelt on the ground, breathed gently, and slowly closed his eyes...... A wisp of blood remained, hanging from his forehead, like a lingering drizzle in the sky.

Slanting wind and drizzle can not return. (To be continued)

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