Under the sword aura, no one is spared!

Disciples, black-clothed killers, visiting guests, and Xu You, who escaped just now......

There is no second gasp.

Jiang Ping, who was hiding in the dark, sighed.

Sure enough, it's the protagonist's aura, but can you pull it a little more?

Looking at the unscathed Seven Nights, Jiang Ping's heart was flooded with sour water.

I really want to have this kind of aura, and when I walk the rivers and lakes in the future, my mother will never have to worry about me anymore!

"Senior brother, why?"

Cheng Qianshan closed his eyes in pain.

Huang Qianqian killed his disciple just now, he could go up and fight hard, even if he died on the way to the charge, he was willing.

But now it is Mo Qingshan, the head of his own family, and his junior brother.

He didn't know how to deal with it.

"Ahem......"

Mo Qingshan coughed lightly, wiped the black blood from the corner of his mouth carelessly, and said:

"Today's guests are all people with status and background under the mountain, but they can suffer this great humiliation in Qingyun Mountain, it is inevitable that they will not be angry because of this, and they will hold a grudge against us, and it is very possible to retaliate against Qingyunmen in the future.

Rather than this, it is better to remove them all together, and put all the blame on this group of assassins.

In this way, in the eyes of outsiders, I, Qingyunmen, am the same victim as them, and there is no way to put a beak.

And the ambition of the people of the three factions, it is not good to come here to participate in the celebration today, and getting rid of them can be regarded as reducing the burden for the future of Qingyunmen.

As for the few disciples, they have seen too much today, for the sake of the reputation of my Qingyun Sect......

Let me bear this sin with all my might."

"Senior brother!"

Cheng Qianshan opened his eyes, looked at Mo Qingshan, who was light and light, and said with regret in his eyes:

"Why are you bothered?"

"For Qingyunmen, everything is worth it. ”

Mo Qingshan smiled and comforted:

"Senior brother, Qingyunmen has been handed over to you, please take care of it. ”

"Xu Wu!"

Mo Qingshan looked at Qiye and said:

"Maybe you are not called Xu Wu either, but I can treat you as Xu Wu, as long as you are willing to become the real Xu Wu.

I can not kill you, and even the knife you stabbed me today, I can treat it as if it never happened. ”

"Would you like to?"

Qiye didn't answer, but spit out a mouthful of blood, and the momentum on his body rose suddenly, when everyone was fighting to death, he silently breathed, and was promoted from the eighth rank to the ninth rank martial artist.

Break through in the battle, sublimate yourself, another treatment for the protagonist.

Jiang Ping, who was secretly observing, was sour again.

What is terrifying, this is terrifying!

It's faster than me!

"You don't want to?"

Mo Qingshan asked again.

Qiye replied: "Although I can live, I don't want to lie to you. ”

"Haha!!"

Instead of being angry, Mo Qingshan laughed:

"That's right, I really didn't see the wrong person, people like you are extremely proud in your heart, and what you promised will not change easily.

Originally, I wanted you to stay in Qingyun, inherit my will after my death, and become another pillar of Qingyun, but now it seems that I have thought too much.

In that case, I cannot keep you. ”

The cicada wing soft sword in Mo Qingshan's hand emitted a pale white light, and his face was solemn:

"This is the last move of the Qingyun Sword Technique that I plan to pass on to you after the celebration - Qingyun One Sword, and it is also my lifelong mastery, so use it to send you on your way. ”

Qiye resisted the urge to vomit blood, forcibly supported his clicking body, picked up a long sword from the ground, and pointed at Mo Qingshan:

"I'm no match for you, but that's not a reason why I won't swing my sword at you!"

"Please!"

A layer of blood light ignited on his body, his face turned from pale to blood red, and he was energetic as if he had returned to the light, and the terrifying momentum suddenly rose.

The Blood-Burning Recipe is a Success!

Night Rain Tower's assassination art of defeating the strong by the weak!

"Kill!"

Scream!

The sword of the seven nights is like light.

And Mo Qingshan also stabbed forward, piercing the air at once, and with the sound of air explosion, the sword body left layers of transparent air rings in the air, which was a sword that broke through the speed of sound.

It's so strong!

Nanaya sighed in his heart, but his eyes were more resolute.

On the way to the strongest, he will encounter an opponent who is even more terrifying than Mo Qingshan.

Live or die, he has no choice.

This is just the first step.

Boom!

As if the sky was falling apart, the two long swords, which were no more than two fingers wide, burst out with the power of cracking rocks at this moment.

But Qiye's intuition was wrong, because Mo Qingshan's sword was not as strong as he imagined, on the contrary, it was still very weak.

Qiye's sword was just an ordinary stainless steel long sword picked up from the ground, so it was broken on this collision, but that invincible sword qi pierced through, breaking through Mo Qingshan's protective qi and exploding a big hole in his body.

Almost at the same time as the sword qi exploded, Mo Qingshan let out a loud shout.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

A momentum that was several times more powerful than just now was inspired, and the sword unbelievably turned around and stabbed into the void.

Crash!

Like the sound of broken chains, a figure hidden in black suddenly appeared, pierced by the sword.

However, the man reacted quickly, and actually raised several feet in the air, and the sword that should have pierced his head only exploded the lower half of his body.

Boom!

The man fell to the ground, a thin man with a naked upper body, dark patterns painted on his arms, and a golden mask on his face, but the lower half of his body was empty, and blood gushed out like a torrent.

"Ahem, cough, this is the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa of the Demon Gate, I still underestimate you!"

The man couldn't stop coughing up blood, and his voice was very weak.

"It's just a fragment of the disintegration of the Heavenly Demon, once it is used, there is no way back, I thought it would not be useful. ”

Mo Qingshan replied.

"Then you don't lose it, you pulled so many burial companions, but I want to know how you found me?"

The man asked curiously.

"Qianqian has always been particular about planning and then acting, she wants to destroy my Qingyun, just relying on the killer just now and the secret plan of my apprentice Xu Wu is far from enough, there must be a hidden backhand in the secret.

The most important thing is that when I opened the gate of heaven, your qi was exposed.

You should be the gold medal killer of the Night Rain Tower, I heard that if you gold medal killers want to be promoted, they have to use the life of the grandmaster and martial artist, I don't know if I am qualified or not?"

Mo Qingshan didn't care about the big hole on his body that was blown open by the sword of the Seven Nights, but instead talked to the man on the ground.

"You're so fucking qualified, I shouldn't have taken this task in the first place, but who let that old lady give too much money. Ahem......"

The man was also open-minded, he took out a green fruit from his trouser pocket, like a date, took a bite of it, and chewed it with the core.

"It's the best bite in my life, I can eat it once when I die, and it's not a loss.

By the way, my name is ...... Forget it, they're all going to die, what's the use of leaving a name, I'll come naked, just go naked, haha, I'll go!"

The man's blood finally dried up, and he lay on the ground, looking at the bright moon in the sky, the corners of his mouth hooked, and swallowed his last breath.

"Die!"

"Senior brother, be careful!"

But Mo Qingshan didn't dodge or dodge, and pushed away Cheng Qianshan, who came to block, with his hands open, to meet the sword that stabbed him in the chest.