The Qiushui swordsman went to the sky to invite him to fight, and Jiang Ping was stunned on the ground.

You must know that on the way he came, he already had a complete and perfect plan for how to kill the Six Prison Demons, including his last line before he died.

Can ...... now

Jiang Ping fell silent, and after a while, he quietly asked Duan Anping beside him:

"Isn't this Qiushui swordsman too enthusiastic and too proactive?"

Duan Anping had already predicted:

"Childe, you may not know that this Qiushui is powerful, and he created his own Sorrowful Autumn Sword Codex, and he is also a strong one among the old grandmasters.

And this person is fond of swords, and when he was young, he once challenged the major sword factions with swords, but he won fewer and lost more, and at the same time left a dark wound.

Even if he later broke through to the Great Grandmaster and had the baptism of the power of the Heavenly Gate, he could not completely make up for the dark injuries in his body, and his lifespan was much lower than that of ordinary Great Grandmasters.

He is eighty and six this year, and he seems to be prosperous in martial arts, but in fact, he has not lived for more than ten years.

Many years ago, he was still looking for a way to prolong his life on the rivers and lakes, but later he didn't know if he had figured it out, so he tried his best to cultivate his only son.

His son inherited his kendo talent, but he had been stuck at the peak grandmaster level for a full ten years.

Hearing that Childe can help people break through the method of the Great Grandmaster, he has long wanted to visit Childe.

It's just that Childe refused all foreign visitors on the grounds of physical discomfort before, and he has never had a chance.

So this time ......"

Duan Anping's meaning is already very obvious.

Even Jiang Ping couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

Feelings are simply to please him, but they are trying too hard.

"Well, sometimes it's a nuisance to be too good. ”

Jiang Ping shook his head, not very embarrassed.

Since he wants to be the vanguard, let him go up and go to the thunder, this is not something he forced.

Duan Anping: "......"

Shen Lang: "......"

Passerby Grand Master: "......"

They are not Qiu Daoyu who has been tested for a long time, and they showed great discomfort with Jiang Ping's style, and at the same time their hearts began to waver and doubt.

It seems that this Jiang Inspector has a little bit of ...... with the rumored Jiang Inspector It's not the same.

Well, billions of points.

Meanwhile.

Within the Evil Hell Sect.

In the Ancestral Hall, a big hole in the ground opened, and one after another old devils with deep breath jumped up one after another.

As a demon sect that can be approached to seek revenge at any time, it is reasonable to keep an escape route in the mountain gate.

Even though it was a forty-five mile-long tunnel, it led directly to the backyard of a small town inn closest to the Evil Hell Sect.

The Six Prison Demon Marquis was on the side, and went up to greet them one by one, with a very gentle attitude, and his face was wrinkled with a smile, how could he have the appearance of an old devil.

Yin Wuxian stood aside with his hands on his chest, his face quite proud.

These are all the Great Masters of the Demon Dao that he personally brought, a total of eight, plus him and the Six Hell Demon Lords, it is a full double digit.

With such power, it is the Seven Sects of Zhao State, and they dare to break through.

And the most important thing is that these great masters were all personally assigned to him by Lord Seven Nights, and among them there are also green-robed old monsters that Lord Seven Nights trusts.

This time, he not only had to take down the divine soldiers and dedicate them to the Seven Nights Lord, but also to take the righteous path alliance by surprise, at least to leave the lives of more than two great grandmasters, and ruthlessly destroy their prestige.

"Six prisons, we people must not stay for a long time, otherwise they will be alerted.

According to the previous plan, you will force those righteous people to attack your Evil Hell Sect as soon as possible.

We're sneaking up in the shadows, and we're fighting the battle!"

Yin Wuji said the arrangement very calmly.

Their plan is simple, but it also works.

According to the strength of the righteous people outside the mountain gate at this time, there are only seven martial arts great masters, as long as they are in the pockets they have prepared.

They attacked one or two of them together, first cutting off a part of the strength, and then beating more and smaller to surround the three and one.

Even if some of them escaped, they had enough results.

Besides, they may not be able to escape.

The Demon Marquis of the Six Prisons was also very relieved to see that the support was so abundant, and nodded again and again when he heard the words, feeling that this time it was stable.

But only seven great grandmasters dare to attack his evil prison sect?

This time, he wants these people to come and go!

After this battle, his reputation as the Demon Marquis of the Six Prisons in the rivers and lakes will definitely spread greatly, and he will become the most outstanding generation of heirs in the history of the Evil Prison Sect.

I heard that there is a list of demon giants on the rivers and lakes or something, he can at least occupy a top ten position.

Thinking about it, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the Six Prison Demon Marquis.

It's just that the god soldier is lost, and it's a little distressing.

However, thinking of the divine soldier who didn't get in the oil and salt, the Six Hell Demon Marquis was ruthless, and he gave it to him.

If it can't be used by me, that's waste!

"Holy Son, rest assured, the old man must have used his life's acting skills to trick all of them into the trap of the Evil Prison Sect. ”

The Six Prison Demon Marquis patted his chest and reassured.

And then......

I only heard a voice from the sky above the Patriarch Hall:

"The Demon Marquis of the Six Prisons, I am the Qiushui swordsman Zhang Qiushui, and I haven't come to die quickly!"

The Demon of the Six Prisons: "......"

Do you want to come so fast?

Yin Wuxian clapped his hands and smiled: "Senior of the Sixth Prison, the time has come to test you." ”

The Six Prison Demon Marquis nodded stiffly.

He wiped his face, rushed out of the ancestral hall, and rose into the air:

"Where did the dog bark and say, don't die for this seat!"

Before the voice fell, the two were already fighting fiercely.

I saw that the two light clusters in the sky, one white and one yellow, collided one after another, the fists and palms were handed over, the swords and palms struck each other, the stimulating sound sounded with a bang, and the light of the true qi that collapsed scattered everywhere.

Even the clouds in the sky were torn apart by these two violent momentum fluctuations, revealing a miserable white background.

Until a loud shout came:

"Six-Fold Prison Seal!"

Rumble!

I saw a huge palm appear in the sky above, blocking all directions, and a six-fold floating tower in the palm of the palm was dripping and turning, and it looked very powerful.

"Carving insect skills!"

Zhang Qiushui didn't expect that the Six Prison Demon Marquis would not follow the routine.

I didn't say a few words about the trash before the fight, and how could the storyteller make up stories well in the future, so that he would be a dignified swordsman and a little weaker in the style of the old devil.

However, considering that the main purpose of his trip was to curry favor with Jiang Supervisor, he brazenly drew his sword and slashed.

“...... Dare to be presumptuous in front of me, bah! sad autumn is lonely!"

The sword in his hand is called Qiu Hong, which is a famous weapon in the sword, and it enters the sword with sadness, and the sword comes out of the soul.

I saw pieces of withered yellow fallen leaves appear out of thin air, falling sassy, with a hint of autumn, a trace of sadness, which makes people unconsciously sad.

And in the sadness, there is a sword intent that hides ecstasy.

Surrounded by dead leaves, it turned into a long yellow dragon and blasted directly into the sky.

The big palm print that seemed to seal the sky was directly shattered under this sword, and even the sixfold floating slaughter turned into a phantom and collapsed.

The withered leaf dragon castrated unabated, directly penetrating the body of the Six Hell Demon Marquis.

The Six Hell Demon Marquis clasped his hands together, and a layer of bone-white True Qi Qi shield blocked in front of him, but he was also beaten back again and again by this sword.

Until the sword momentum dissipated, the Six Prison Demon Marquis couldn't help but snort, and a trace of red appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he still said strongly:

"Today's seat is not in good shape, and I have the ability to fight again another day!"

As he spoke, he didn't wait for Zhang Qiushui to agree, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body accelerated directly, escaping into the mountain gate below.

Zhang Qiushui saw that the Six Prison Demon Marquis was about to escape, his face showed excitement, and with a wave of his long sword, the sword qi chased after him.

"The Adversary is gone!"

After that, I chased it down.