In a few breaths, the two of them had already passed three moves, Zhao Qing's face was still indifferent, but Jian Yuan changed his confident face, and his eyebrows were full of solemn jealousy.

Zhao Qing's seemingly random three moves just now brought huge pressure to Jian Yuan, which showed that the Broken Sword Saint was worthy of its reputation.

"Zhao's seniors are strong in force, and the juniors admire them. When Jian Yuan spoke, he also thought about how to take as many of Zhao Qing's moves as possible, he hadn't thought about winning against Zhao Qing, but he didn't expect that Zhao Qing would be so difficult to defeat here.

"Hehe! Zhao Qing just laughed dryly at this.

"Come again. After Jian Yuan finished speaking, he took the lead in making a move.

Seeing the dust rise from the spot, Jian Yuan disappeared, and in an instant, his figure had already appeared on Zhao Qing's left side.

"Ahh One exclaimed.

Obviously, no matter how mysterious the sword clan is, there are also people who know how to do it, and the flash sword, as one of the five major sword schools of the sword clan, is famous for its speed, and it must have its superiority.

The sword was drawn out of its sheath like a phantom, and the tip of the sword flew like a snake strike.

Jian Yuan knew that no matter how many tricks he received, it was better to give him a knife, as the saying goes: it is better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt his ten fingers.

Although he couldn't hurt Zhao Qing, if he could make him bleed, his goal would be achieved.

The sword clan's flash sword is important for speed, and only the sword moves that are fast and unbreakable can often win by surprise, even if Zhao Qing is a veteran saint rank, he still does not despise Jian Yuan.

After all, he made a fool of himself, but he saved his own face, although he had been guarding against Jian Yuan's flash sword, but he didn't expect Jian Yuan to fight with himself in three moves, so he used the flash sword, and in a hurry, he failed to prevent it.

The sword light flashed, and a hole was embedded in Zhao Qing's left arm, and scarlet blood slowly flowed out.

Zhao Qing didn't seem to feel pain at the moment, he looked at the blood flowing out, as if his own shame was revealed in front of the world.

I don't know how many years the blood hasn't flowed out of my body, but I didn't expect to be injured by a junior today, Zhao Qing felt ashamed at the same time, a wave of anger immediately rushed to the top of his head, but he was immediately pressed down.

No matter how damn Jian Yuan was, the person who killed him had to consider the forces behind him.

The moment Zhao Qing's anger erupted, the muscles of the sword slave's whole body protruded, and the hand holding the sword naturally tightened, ready to go.

With the discussion of the fight in the valley, it also came to an abrupt end due to Zhao Qing's injury, and no one spoke up, and Xue Xiao and Yuguanhe stared at Zhao Qing without blinking, for fear that he would do something irrational.

As for the people standing on the valley, whether it was Shu Jiang, Gu Jiuyang, or the big man with the axe, the crocodile rider, or the blood knife brothers, they didn't have any expressions about this, but just watched this scene with interest.

Jian Yuan looked at Zhao Qing, who was bursting with anger, and his heart tightened, if Zhao Qing killed himself at this moment, he was afraid that the five people he brought would die to no avail.

But seeing that Zhao Qing suppressed his anger, he breathed a sigh of relief, but his brows were even more wrinkled.

Although his life is worry-free, but the battle is not over, I am afraid that it will be a hard battle, there is no chance to retreat, if he admits defeat, I am afraid that Zhao Qing will not let himself go, twenty moves have passed the fourth, I am afraid that there are sixteen moves left, and I will not be able to please him.

There was no way, Jian Yuan had to bite the bullet and continue the battle that made him sad.

"Senior Zhao, the younger generation has just been promoted to the holy rank, and the moves are still unfamiliar, if you offend, I hope that the seniors will forgive your sins. Jian Yuan said respectfully.

"Okay, let me teach you. Zhao Qing gritted his teeth and said, "Take it." ”

The huge waves are angry and sweep thousands of sands, turning needles through the air to retreat strong enemies!

Zhao Qing jumped in front of Jian Yuan, and the big broken knife swept forward, the knife qi rushed towards Jian Yuan like thousands of needles, and the sound of countless sharp arrows piercing through the air could be faintly heard.

Caught off guard, Jian Yuan couldn't dodge, although he dodged the big broken knife, he was approached by the knife qi, the needle-like knife qi was like a needle prick, and the pain instantly hit the whole body.

"The giant waves are slapping the sand!Zhao Heizi's cautious personality really hasn't changed!" Xue Yi was slightly surprised to see Zhao Qing use this trick.

"This move can be regarded as Zhao Qing's famous move, the swept knife qi is attached to the flying dust and sand, hitting the person's body, even if he dodges the deadly big knife, the taste of the dust and sand that hits is not pleasant, but Zhao Qing has already shown mercy to his subordinates, if this move is used with all his strength, I am afraid that the sword clan's kid is already covered with needle eyes, and he will not survive. Xue Xiao added.

"With Zhao Qing's character of retribution, I'm afraid that this kid from the Sword Clan will have to suffer a little. Yuguanhe answered.

"Hmph, no matter how bold he is, he won't dare to seek revenge on me!" Yu Qingshan said with some pride.

"Hmph, don't be complacent if you have a little ability, I have to wipe your ass every time you finish shitting, so as not to cause me trouble. When Yu Guanhe heard Yu Qingshan speak, he suddenly roared angrily.

"I ...... I..."

Hearing Yu Guanhe's roar, Yu Qingshan's old face was a little unbearable, but he didn't argue with his brother, he just closed his mouth with some resentment.

The two Xue Xiao brothers just pursed their lips and shook their heads and smiled.

Saying that, Jian Yuan felt very uncomfortable at this moment, although he thought that there was a gap between himself and Zhao Qing, but he didn't expect the gap to be so big, although he had resentment in his heart, he didn't dare to fight back.

But he blamed himself for all this, if he didn't get out of the limelight, how could he put himself in such a situation.

Bright Moon Spinner Knife!

Zhao Qing was unforgiving, and it was another big killing move, throwing the knife at the sword abyss, the high-speed rotating big broken knife, and the burst of knife qi lingered on the blade, just like a round of bright moon flying out.

For Zhao Qing's move, Xue Xiao and the others were suddenly shocked, thinking that Zhao Qing just wanted to be angry, but they didn't expect to dare to use this move.

"No, you can't. Xue Xiao wanted to leave to stop him.

The place where the big broken knife that spun like a bright moon rolled up a thick flying sand and dust stone, and the entire blade gradually disappeared into the dust.

Jian Yuan was even more startled when he saw this, he only saw a cloud of sand and dust like a tornado in front of him flying towards him rapidly, except for the "whirring" sound made by the rotation of the blade, the big knife was invisible and disappeared.

There seems to be a voice in my heart saying to myself, if I don't deal with this next trick well, I am afraid that I will cut off my arms and legs, and I will have my head cut off at worst.

The gap is too big, and the gap between himself and an old saint like Zhao Qing is too big.

Everyone in the valley who watched the excitement couldn't help but worry about Jian Yuan, as if he was the one who faced this tornado.

Even the crocodile riding man on the cliff to the east couldn't help frowning when he saw this scene.

As for Jian Yuan's close guards, they were even more nervous, and they all flew forward, but no matter how fast they were, they couldn't beat the speeding broadsword.

In less than a breath, the tornado was already in front of him, and Jian Yuan had already tried to dodge, but Zhao Qing's move Bright Moon Spinning Knife was extremely specialized, and there was no way to avoid it.

"Ah~"

Jian Yuan, who gave up dodging, roared angrily, and hurriedly tried to block the attack, but at this moment, a figure suddenly flashed in front of Jian Yuan, and this person was Jian Yuan's brother, the sword slave.

I saw him rushing up with the sword, swinging his sword and sweeping, trying to stop the big broken knife.

"When..."

A piercing sound sounded, and the sword in the sword slave's hand had broken, but the big knife never stopped, and the hilt slammed into his right arm.

Only a slight "click" was heard, and the sword slave snorted and flew out upside down.

Even the sword slave who is also a saint-level is not Zhao Qing's enemy, which shows how great the power Zhao Qing used to make a move.

At this moment, Jian Yuan realized that his competition with Zhao Qing was a joke.

Although it is a holy level, the gap between the sixth level of the holy stage and the first level of the holy level is like a moat.

Even if Jian Yuan's body is good against the sky, it will be difficult to escape Zhao Qing's hands.

However, the blocked broadsword did not stop because of this, and I saw that the blade of the knife turned, and the blade slashed towards Jian Yuan's neck, and Jian Yuan only felt the cold air on his neck.

Just when he thought that the blade of death was about to come to him, the cold feeling on his neck was delayed.

Confused, he opened his eyes, and Zhao Qing's black face full of evil appeared in front of Jian Yuan's eyes.

Jian Yuan glanced at it, he and Zhao Qing were face to face, and there was the big broken knife in the middle, Zhao Qing happened to hold the hilt, and the blade was close to Jian Yuan's throat.

Jian Yuan could clearly feel that this ordinary big broken knife was still exuding a bloodthirsty chill at this moment.

Xue Xiao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw this scene, this damn Zhao Heizi had already calculated in his heart.

"Boy, this is the gap, you want to snatch something from me, you are not qualified, this time I will only teach you a lesson, don't be ignorant. Hmph!" Zhao Qing glared angrily and said in a low voice.

Jian Yuan was startled, dodged and swept back, and in the blink of an eye, he was five meters away.

He understood that Zhao Qing had already given himself face if he didn't say this out loud, and if he didn't stop it, he was afraid that this face would be lost.

"Senior Zhao, the force is strong, the younger generation Jian Yuan is invincible, I have been taught here, I came here only to admire the predecessor Zhao, not to come for this holy medicine, as for the holy medicine, the younger generation will not make a move, if there is any disturbance, I hope the seniors will forgive me, if there is nothing else, the younger generation will leave. Jian Yuan said respectfully, as soon as this remark came out, it was obvious that he wanted to admit defeat.

The words were extremely polite, which could be said to have given Zhao Qing enough face.

"This holy medicine is about to ripen, won't the virtuous nephew stay and watch together?" Xue Xiao said again.

"Okay, it's okay, let's go!" Zhao Qing saw Xue Xiao speak, and immediately sent off the guest with a simple sentence unceremoniously.

This made Jian Yuan embarrassed, thinking that Zhao Qing was really embarrassed.

Of course, he could only think in his heart, and did not dare to speak.

"Senior Xue is kind, Jian Yuan understands it, but there is something in the clan, so I will leave first. After saying that, he turned around and left with the injured sword slave and his own sword servant. A few of them have disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Not long after, Jian Yuan and his party had left the valley for several miles, but they encountered another group of people in the boundless desert.

There were five people in this group, and both their outfits and facial expressions were like the sword attendants beside Jian Yuan.

"Young patriarch. All five of them knelt down on one knee towards Jian Yuan.

"Why don't you stay in the clan to train Jian Han, why are you here?" Jian Yuan said angrily.

Jian Hannai is Jian Yuan's second son, who has already begun to train at the age of six.

When several people heard Jian Yuan's anger, they couldn't help but tremble, and only then did the first person raise his head and say, "Second Young Master...... No... It's gone. ”

"It's gone. Jian Yuan's tone was very flat.

"You can't see it. Jian Yuan's tone suddenly skyrocketed, almost roaring to a few people, the expression on his face was extremely hideous, and the anger from the previous battle with Zhao Qing seemed to explode in an instant at this moment.

Jian Yuan's right hand holding the sword spasmed and protruded, exhaled lightly, and then gritted his teeth and said, "Then what's the use of leaving you." ”