Chapter 42: Counter-Killing, the Old Predecessor of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect

After being forced back by Yi Xiaofeng for nearly ten steps, Xu Qiye suddenly stopped.

"Boy, your cultivation is too weak!"

Xu Qiye sneered, his footwork changed, and his figure turned, and Yi Xiaofeng was dazzled.

In the blink of an eye, he came to Yi Xiaofeng's side and slapped Yi Xiaofeng's shoulder with a palm.

Poof-

Yi Xiaofeng vomited blood and flew out upside down and hit the broken wall.

He immediately stood up and stabbed with his sword.

Xu Qiye raised his legs, stepped on it with one foot, and stepped on the blade of the sword on the ground.

Yi Xiaofeng was suppressed, and he couldn't pull out the sword even if he tried his best.

The gap between cultivation and cultivation is too big!

As soon as Xu Qiye used his spiritual power, it was completely a dimensionality reduction attack.

Yi Xiaofeng scolded secretly.

is worthy of being an elder of the blood head, and it is really not covered.

I don't know if it's the foundation realm or the Jindan realm.

It should be a foundation building realm.

If it was the Jindan Realm, wouldn't it kill him in seconds, where would he be given so many opportunities!

"Say, who are you, and what sect does your swordsmanship come from?"

Xu Qiye asked viciously, his bloody palm aimed at Yi Xiaofeng, and he could slap him in the face at any time.

Yi Xiaofeng snorted coldly: "Heavenly Sword Saint Sect, have you heard of it!"

The Sword Saint is from the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect, and his match swordsmanship comes from the Sword Saint, so there is nothing wrong with saying this.

When Xu Qiye heard this, his face changed greatly.

The old demon of Zhuoye Fort may not be afraid of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect, but he is afraid.

The blood master said that it was powerful, but it was not very powerful, and compared with the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect, it was naturally far incomparable.

If this kid is killed, will the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect be angry?

With this kind of cultivation, it is impossible for one person to come.

The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect must at least reach the Foundation Building Realm before they can leave the mountain!

Thinking of this, Xu Qiye fell into hesitation.

Yi Xiaofeng took advantage of his unpreparedness and quietly took out the golden cricket with his left hand.

"Uncle Bai Hongxiao, save me!"

Yi Xiaofeng suddenly raised his head and shouted, his voice full of surprise.

Bai Hongxiao?

Juggernaut!

Xu Qiye's scalp exploded, and he subconsciously turned his head to look.

Yi Xiaofeng immediately pressed the tail of the golden cricket, and a poisonous needle shot out of the golden cricket's mouth.

Shout!

Xu Qiye's neck was shot by a poisonous needle, and it hurt him so much that he turned around.

Yi Xiaofeng took advantage of the situation to draw his sword, turned around and fled.

"Stinky boy!

Xu Qiye was furious, shook the poison needle out of his body, and then chased after Yi Xiaofeng.

One-step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Plop!

Yi Xiaofeng looked back, and Xu Qiye had already died violently and fell to the ground.

His eyes widened.

I'll go!

It's really a three-step violent death!

It's too ruthless!

Yi Xiaofeng was not careless, he picked up a big stone next to him and smashed it hard.

Bang!

Xu Qiye's head was smashed, and blood flowed out and spread to the ground.

He remained motionless.

It seems to be really dead.

The audience exploded:

"This wave of bull criticism, it's too strong!"

"Extreme counter-killing, the best Bai Hongxiao in this game. ”

"Juggernaut: I'm too strong, I can kill the enemy by taking my name. ”

"666, convinced!"

"Is this okay?"

"What kind of secret weapon is that? It seems that Xu Lang has it too. ”

"This thing is called a golden cricket, it is the strongest secret weapon of the Northern Wei royal family, and many players have picked it up, and some players have even poisoned themselves to death. ”

......

Yi Xiaofeng stepped forward cautiously, and he began to grope on Xu Qiye.

This guy didn't have anything with him.

Yi Xiaofeng suddenly found that Xu Qiye was wearing a ring on his hand.

Storage rings!

He immediately removed the storage ring and put it on his right hand.

Storage rings cannot be placed in storage rings.

Immediately, Yi Xiaofeng got up and left.

Before she could go far, the young woman who had been caught by Xu Qiye before crawled from behind the ruins where the broken wall collapsed.

"Eun Gong! Eun Gong! I have something important to tell you!"

The young woman exclaimed.

Yi Xiaofeng stopped and turned to look at her.

Well?

Another Wang Yanran?

Although this woman is not ugly, there is still a gap between her beauty and beauty.

The young woman stumbled in front of Yi Xiaofeng, she took a deep breath and said, "Engong, you are from the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect, right?" I know that an old senior of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect was seriously injured and was imprisoned in the Young Fort Lord's mansion, you have to save him, he was also plotted to save me. ”

Yi Xiaofeng's eyes became strange, and he said angrily: "Girl, can you take good care of yourself and don't come out to harm others." ”

With that, he took his sword and left.

The young woman, blushing with shame, covered her face and ran away.

After leaving this alleyway, Yi Xiaofeng quickly found an unmanned courtyard to rest.

He pulled his clothes open and checked the injury to his shoulder.

The horror of the bloody palm, he vividly remembered.

However, his shoulders were just red and swollen and there were no other abnormalities.

"This guy didn't even kill him, it seems that he was frightened by my swordsmanship, and he was afraid that there was someone behind me. Yi Xiaofeng thought silently.

His heart was full of fear.

This time it was reckless.

If Xu Qiye was a fool and didn't have so much thought, he might be gone by now.

Immediately, Yi Xiaofeng thought of the woman's words just now.

An old man of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect was actually imprisoned here.

It seems that this old-timer came to investigate Zhuoye Castle, but disappeared, and the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect decided that there was a problem with Zhuoye Castle, so he asked the Sword Saint Bai Hongxiao to come in person.

Isn't this just a hidden plot?

Saving that old-timer will definitely be able to brush up on the favor of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect.

If you can join the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect or apprentice to the Sword Saint because of this, it will also be a very good result.

Walking in the realm of cultivation, the master is too important.

For example, if he had claimed to be a casual cultivator, he would have died.

Yi Xiaofeng wrote down this matter, and he must go to Shan Tiange's mansion later.

He began to rest in peace.

Time passes.

It was getting dark.

Night is coming.

The night of Zhuoye Fort was very terrifying, and even if he stayed with the Sword Master before, Yi Xiaofeng also felt like he was in a horror movie.

After his arm recovered, Yi Xiaofeng got up and left.

He walked in the dark alleyway, if he hadn't already cultivated at the fifth level of the Qi Refining Realm, he might have tripped over after walking a few steps.

He walked towards the place where there was a voice.

At night, screams and screams rang out from time to time in the castle.

It looks like the mask of hypocrisy in Castle Zoye has been torn apart.

"I don't know what the righteous monks are going to do now. Yi Xiaofeng thought silently.

Evil cultivators only need to get the Colorful Glass Fruit to complete the main quest.

What about the righteous monks?

Overthrow the Castle of the Night?

Tsk, it's so difficult.

Yi Xiaofeng was secretly glad that he had not chosen the right path.

Ten minutes later.

Yi Xiaofeng came to the mouth of the alley, and in front of him was a street, and a group of people gathered in front of the gate of a mansion.

Most of them were congratulatory guests, two or three hundred people in all, standing all over the streets, and the atmosphere seemed chaotic and noisy.

Yi Xiaofeng squinted, and the plaque above the gate was printed with two big characters.

Shan Fu!

No wonder it's so noisy, it seems that the monks want to ask Shan Tiange for an explanation.

After a while.

The door opens.

Shan Tiange stepped out, looking at the crowd on the street, he roared angrily: "Why don't you go to find the murderer and come here to do it?

A voice came from the crowd: "Grass, it's your father who died, you are not in a hurry to search for clues, you want us to help you check, are we your grandfather? You are just a thing like cerebral palsy!"

Shan Tiange couldn't understand some of the words in these words, but he still felt offended.

He was annoyed and angry, and scolded: "Which turtle grandson said it? Get out!"