At this time, Ah Diao didn't seem to have the slightest sense of crisis, he held the ancient knife in the courtyard of the inn, and looked at the night sky above his head in a daze, which had lasted for a long time.

Tang Qing sat next to him, reading the book through the candle flame emitted from the beams and pillars of the corridor on one side.

The picture is very harmonious.

When the night was a little deeper, Tang Qing suddenly closed the book, he was a little tired.

"Rest early, we'll leave early tomorrow morning. ”

Tang Qing spoke: "The road to the temple is too long, I don't want to delay any longer." ”

"We can't wait for tomorrow, we have to leave tonight. Give them another night to prepare, and I'm afraid that this Kunlun City will really not be able to get out. ”

Ah Diao smiled: "Whether you can go to the temple or not depends on whether you can go out of the city tonight." ”

Tang Qing stared at him, unclear.

"Don't look at me like that, I told you a long time ago that I am a macho man and have offended many people, and those bastards in the city will not let me go easily. ”

Ah Diao patted Tang Qing on the shoulder, put the ancient knife that had never left his body on his shoulder, and said with a grin: "Don't be sad, just follow me." No one in this city has ever beaten me. ”

The young man's face was full of smiles, and his eyes were as clear as water.

He took out the hat and dusted it off, and lightly buckled it on his head, the brim of the hat hung down just enough to cover half of his eyes, and a deep knife intent flashed and flickered.

Tang Qing thought for a while, and finally spoke: "It seems that you are not very good in Kunlun City." Honestly, did you owe a lot of money for alcohol and have a creditor who didn't let you go? If that's the case, I can help you. ”

Ah Diao was slightly stunned, then laughed, he didn't reply anymore, and directly pulled Tang Qing to the outside of the inn.

The two teenagers walked side by side, passing through the guest rooms and corridors of the inn along the way, and just as the night wind was blowing, there was a faint thunder, like a storm was coming, and pushed open the dark brown bilateral door of the inn.

The moment the door opened, the entire Kunlun City came to life.

Countless lines of sight and divine consciousness surged from between the shadows, firmly locking the two teenagers to death.

Soon, the tide of royal troops hidden everywhere began to surge, silently surrounding the inn.

The masters of the three major families are no longer low-key, and they have appeared one after another, blocking the two official roads in the south and north of the city.

The literati cat slowly walked out of the shadows on the other side, followed by countless powerful Demon Hunter League masters. Especially the few people who walked in the front, their voices were calm and solemn, with a very strong and heavy killing intent, looking at Ah Diao in front of the inn, as if they were looking at a dead person.

Only the Admiral Torture Wind hid in the shadows, never moving, silent like a lonely beast.

A thunderclap pierced the sky, illuminating the unchanged smile on the corner of Ah Diao's mouth, and he pointed to the formation in front of him and asked Tang Qing, "Are you afraid?"

Tang Qing was expressionless and replied truthfully: "I just feel a little surprised." ”

"I missed tonight, if we can get out safely, we can have a good chat. ”

After saying this, Diao straightened the hat on his head and strode forward.

Tang Qing said behind him: "The wine money has been prepared for you, you will be rewarded for your good performance tonight!"

Ah Diao didn't turn around, he just laughed wildly when he heard the words.

In front of the horizontal knife, the knife did not come out of the sheath, but a layer of sky-covering sword intent instantly broke into the night, brighter than thunder, and heavier than the night.

He lightly slapped the ancient knife, and one person blocked the city.

There are countless masters in front of the inn, and there are thousands of military armor in the ancient roads and pavilions on the periphery, but no one dares to step forward.

The literati cat's face was gloomy, and there were countless evil spirits hidden in his dark eyes, and he was silent for a moment, and finally couldn't help but speak: "Do you really think that you can resist thousands of troops with just one person and one sword?"

"I don't know if I can stop thousands of troops, but to kill you wild cat, that's more than enough. ”

Ah Diao's eyes were pure and upright, but the words he said were extremely evil: "You'd better not talk nonsense with me." If people don't kill me, I won't kill anyone, but if people kill me, I'll fuck me! ”

Slowly took out the wine gourd on his waist, and with a mouthful of broken intestines, Ah Diao couldn't help but sneer: "The men in Kunlun City are all bad seeds!"

As soon as this sentence fell, the murderous aura in front of the inn rose sharply.

Even the torture wind in the darkness couldn't help but straighten up, shook his head slightly, and was silent.

The three major families were the first to resist.

"Ah Diao boy, you are too arrogant!"

There was a sudden roar from the camp of the Liu family, and a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance and a calm and resolute face walked out of the official road in the south of the city, and the person was in the air, and the gilded spear in his hand shot out a few feet of cold light, piercing the heavy night and approaching three feet in front of Ah Diao.

Kunlun Liu's family is famous for its family marksmanship, there are few opponents in the city, Liu Ruya is the first person under the head of the Liu family, and the gun in front of him is powerful, and it is even sharper.

Ah Diao didn't raise his head, he took another sip of wine to himself, and a majestic sword intent suddenly rose, but it didn't fall for a long time.

Because there was another sword intent that stood in front of him faster.

That sword intent came from the path that led to the wasteland, and it was powerful and old, giving people a feeling of twilight.

But it's also sharp enough.

Liu Ruya's gun stopped in mid-air, and was invaded by the knife intent, and was destroyed in an instant as if it was devastated, but the knife intent still had residual strength, and it was cut down all the way down the official road in the south of the city, and the hard and narrow official road suddenly shattered, startling the ravines.

Liu Ruya's face was solemn, and he looked in the direction of the wasteland with some horror.

There, Old Man Zhong carried a blunt knife on his back and walked slowly.

With each step, the sword intent on his body rose by one point, and when he walked in front of Liu Ruya, that sword intent was already as strong and surging as mountains and mountains, surging away like the sky.

"Liu Ruya, I haven't seen you do it for more than ten years, so you can only play these tricks?"

Old man Zhong carried his back and put down the blunt knife, the knife intent was still permeating, standing up to the sky.

Liu Ruya looked at Old Man Zhong incredulously: "Old Mr. Zhong, how could it be you?"

The defenders of Kunlun startled the four with one sword.

No one expected that this withered old man who opened a dilapidated teahouse on the edge of the wasteland of Kunlun City would have such a strong knife momentum.

But why do you want to help a wild boy who is all over the city?

The literati cat, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke, and said gloomily: "Sword intent transforms! Master of the Four Realms! Old man Zhong, you are hiding deep enough." ”

As soon as these words came out, the terrifying aura of the beings in the Demon Hunting Alliance narrowed their eyes at the same time, and they were a little eager to try.

Wu is divided into seven realms.

A realm innate.

The two realms know their fate.

Guarding the heart of the three realms.

The soul of the Four Realms.

The Five Realms are combined.

The Six Realms make gods.

Seven mirrors from the saint.

The goal of a practitioner's life is to one day become a god and become holy. Before that, not to mention the legendary five saints, the seven human gods, that is, the power of the five realms is rare.

And looking at the entire Kunlun City, there have been no masters of the Five Realms for many years, and even the Four Realms Soul Suppressor, there are only a few people.

This old man Zhong, who is not visible on weekdays, does not show water, and is almost about to enter the coffin, turned out to be a master of the Four Realms?

The smile on Ah Diao's face didn't know when it would disappear, he looked at the knife in Old Man Zhong's hand, feeling the meaning of death hidden in the endless knife intent, and suddenly felt a little sad: "This stupid old man." ”

For one person to start the rest of his life.

Although he died without regrets.

This is the choice of Old Man Zhong.