It wasn't until Qin Cang's footsteps disappeared that Qin Wumian's body moved slightly, and for some reason, he suddenly had a feeling of worry.

He got up and gently pushed open the door, but Qin Cang was no longer visible.

Outside the mountain gate, Qin Cang slowly walked to the ring, and in the ring, Xue Zhongyu stood with a sword, looking at him with a smile.

Before this, Xue Zhongyu had never been in the ring, and he knew that Qin Cang had reached the limit, and this final battle should naturally end up with him, the sect master of the Sword Sect, in person.

Qin Cang's face was expressionless, and a long sword appeared in his hand, even yesterday, he only fought with the guqin, and did not show his sword skills.

"Qin Cang, don't you use the qin?" Xue Zhongyu smiled, he was a little regretful, the big man had an explanation, he couldn't kill Qin Cang, there was an order from the big handsome, at least he couldn't send Qin Cang on the road with his own hands.

But he knew that Qin Cang would definitely die today, he knew Qin Cang better than Chen Feng, and knew that once the sect challenged Qin Cang failed, Qin Cang would never survive.

"You don't deserve me to play the piano. Qin Cang's tone was full of contempt, he looked down on Xue Zhongyu, he looked down on it before, and now he looked down on it even more.

"Are you provoking me?" Xue Zhongyu narrowed his eyes, he was indeed angered by Qin Cang, a person who was about to die, why should he look down on him?

"I'm just stating a fact. Qin Cang raised his head, raised his sword, and said in a flat tone: "You are just a piece of garbage, and you don't deserve to die under my Broken Requiem." ”

Xue Zhongyu gritted his teeth, he had an impulse, the urge to kill Qin Cang with his own hands, he inhaled fiercely, trying to calm down the fluctuations in his heart, but found that the more he inhaled, the greater the anger accumulated in his heart.

"Die!" "Die!" The jade in the snow flashed, the sword turned into a streamer, and thousands of sword shadows were instantly reflected, and snowflakes suddenly floated in the sky, disturbing one after another, this is the sword sect's stunt thousand layers of snow.

As soon as the jade in the snow made a move, it was a thousand layers of snow, and he was really angry with Qin Cang, he didn't think about Chen Feng's order anymore, at this moment, he just wanted to kill Qin Cang, and kill Qin Cang in the most cruel way.

Qin Cang showed a sneer on his face, such a state of mind can also control the Sword Sect, it can only be said that there is no one in the Sword Sect, compared with Xue Zhongyu and Xue Feige, the gap cannot be reasonable.

Layers of sword shadows attacked Qin Cang, but Qin Cang didn't move, and when the sword shadow came to him, he just turned sideways slightly, poof, the long sword entered his body, and instantly penetrated his left chest.

A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Xue Zhongyu's mouth, and his heart suddenly smoothed, after all, with a dead person, what is there to worry about.

When the jade in the snow laughed, Qin Cang actually laughed too, he stretched out his left hand, tightly held the sword blade of the jade in the snow, the palm of his hand immediately flowed like an infusion, and the long sword in his right hand flashed continuously, the speed was extremely fast, and it instantly slashed through the neck of the jade in the snow.

Xue Zhongyu showed an unbelievable look in his eyes, let go of his hand, let go of the long sword, and touched his neck with his hand, the blood in one hand, his face showed unspeakable fear, leaned back, and slowly fell to the ground.

Qin Cang held the blade of the sword that penetrated his left chest, pulled out the long sword little by little, little by little, and reached out on his chest to stop the bleeding for the time being.

His face was pale, his mind was in a trance, and he couldn't support it after all, and he knelt on one knee.

Looking at the jade in the snow whose eyes gradually dissipated, the corners of Qin Cang's mouth rose, and he said softly again: "Trash." ”

Xue Zhongyu's eyes were full of unwillingness, completely angry, the corners of Qin Cang's mouth continued to bleed, but he tried to stand up, supported the ground with his sword, looked at the people of the Sword Sect opposite, and smiled.

Xue Zhongyu died, and no one from the Sword Sect was in the ring for a while, and many people in the Sword Sect looked at Xue Zhongyu's corpse, and a trace of happiness flashed in their eyes.

One person flew into the ring, he was not a member of the Sword Sect, but a subordinate of Chen Feng who robbed immortals and temporarily joined the Sword Sect, the purpose was naturally to deal with the Qin Sect.

"Sect Master Qin, admit defeat. Although this person came to power, he didn't do anything, Chen Feng commanded, he couldn't kill Qin Cang, he didn't want a dead Qin Cang.

But now Qin Cang looks seriously injured and wants to die, if he makes a move, in case Qin Cang can't hold on and dies directly, it will be his responsibility.

"Do you want me to throw in the towel? It's very simple, kill me and I'll lose. Qin Cang coughed lightly, and every word he said was accompanied by blood clots, he was already weakened to the extreme, and his voice was very low, but these immortal cultivators could hear it clearly.

"Sect Master Qin, why bother. This person sighed and drew his sword, he regretted that he jumped out to challenge Qin Cang at this time, and he was not the only one who temporarily joined the Sword Sect, and he had a feeling that it was difficult to ride a tiger.

"Long-winded. Qin Cang suddenly took a step, his body disappeared instantly, and the next moment, the long sword had penetrated the man's chest, and with a loud bang, Qin Cang and the man fell to the ground together.

Just now, he gathered the last bit of strength and successfully killed this unsuspecting immortal, but this time he had really exhausted the last bit of vitality.

His head was pressed against the body of this immortal, and his face was facing the direction of Cloud Mountain.

Here, you can still see a little shadow of Tingyu Pavilion, Qin Cang's mouth is still bleeding, he opened his mouth slightly, and he actually smiled.

He seemed to see her figure appear in the attic of Tingyu Pavilion, smiling and waving to him, it was the woman he had a nightmare, that was the love of his life, but it was just an illusion after all, and he would never see him again.

Qin Cang's breath gradually disappeared, and finally he was out of breath, and the whole world was quiet, and there was no sound.

Ziyue floated down in the ring, she leaned down, her fingers gently ran over Qin Cang's face, closed his eyes, and tears fell on Qin Cang's body.

She picked up Qin Cang's long sword, got up, faced the direction of the Sword Sect, raised the long sword flat, and shouted loudly: "Qin Sect Ziyue is here, who will fight." ”

Everyone in the Sword Sect looked at each other, and no one even stepped into the ring, not even those robbers who had temporarily joined the Sword Sect under Chen Feng did not move.

Ziyue's reputation is known to everyone in Zhongzhou, although she is a flower spirit, and her realm is only in the realm of death, but she can play a song to help people improve their mood.

These are not the reasons why they dare not go to the ring, the real reason is that Chen Feng wants to marry Ziyue as his wife, but Ziyue is a flower spirit and cannot leave Yunwu Mountain.

And Qin Cang's allegiance was not to Chen Feng, but to Ye Fei, which was also the real reason why Chen Feng had just announced his departure from the Flying Immortal Dynasty and was impatient to subdue the Qin Sect.

Chen Feng really likes Ziyue, he knows that if he really destroys the Qin Sect, even if he can get Ziyue's people, he will never want to get Ziyue's heart in this life, so he thought about such a drama of the sect's challenge.

It's a pity that Qin Cang's death messed it all up.

"Ziyue is here, who will fight. Ziyue held back her tears and shouted again, but still no one came to the ring.

"Heh, cowards, they're all a bunch of cowards!" Ziyue smiled nervously, threw the long sword in her hand, and lay on Qin Cang's body and cried.

Because she resembles Qin Xin, Qin Cang is very good to her, so that she gradually falls in love with him, loves deeply, loves inextricably, but she hides it well, and no one knows her love for Qin Cang except herself.