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If he could survive by begging, in the face of a powerful enemy like the Blackshirt, Lu Changqing would never mind begging for mercy and survival.

It's a pity that the black-shirted cultivator is obviously not the kind of guy who is soft-hearted and only seeks money and does not kill people.

This can be clearly seen from the decisiveness and ruthlessness of his actions against the woman last night, without hesitation.

It was also because of this that Lu Changqing moved when he felt the fierce gaze of the tiger and wolf that was being targeted, and the moment he saw the cold figure appear!

But instead of running away, he turned around and pounced towards the black-shirted Xiu!

However, the cultivation of the third layer of condensation qi did not flee in the face of him, but pounced on himself with a fierce face......

This situation obviously surprised the black shirt Xiu slightly, but he didn't get nervous because of this.

After all, he was the black-faced cultivator who made countless cultivators famous in this Thunderstrike Gorge, and there were definitely eight hundred monks who died in his hands, not a thousand, like Lu Changqing......

It's rare, but it's not impossible!

Therefore, although the black-shirted cultivator was a little surprised, he didn't take Lu Changqing very seriously, just a move in his palm, and a black knife appeared in his hand!

With a casual swing of the black knife, there were more than 20 zhang long blades that slashed towards Lu Changqing......

Before the sword fell, the black-shirted cultivator was ready to turn around and leave......

After all, he never thought that the white-haired old cultivator with three layers of condensing qi would need to make a second knife by himself!

And then he just snorted!

Because he found that even if he had blocked all of Lu Changqing's routes with this knife, Lu Changqing should definitely die under this knife......

But Lu Changqing was not allowed to make a difference, and the speed that was already unstoppable and unstoppable actually increased a little more!

Although it was only a little, not even less than five feet away, it was enough for Lu Changqing to avoid the attack core of the berserk sword!

As for the aftermath of the sword......

At the moment when Lu Changqing narrowly avoided the center of the sword attack, his body lit up with the light of a defensive talisman.

Although the protective power of the medium-grade defensive talisman seal is not enough to resist the sword, even in front of the aftermath of the sword, it is directly burst like a bubble......

But obviously, this flickering and extinguishing mid-grade defense talisman still helped Lu Changqing a lot, not only did he not be severely injured by the aftermath of the sword, but even let him approach the black-shirted Xiu route without much change because of the sword......

is still approaching straight towards the black-shirted Xiu!

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the black-shirted Xiu were slightly bright!

Because he clearly felt that the white-haired old cultivator in front of him seemed to have studied himself, not only did he know all the details of himself, but he had already thought of countermeasures before he made a move!

Otherwise, the black-shirted cultivator was sure that Lu Changqing would never be able to dodge his fierce knife attack so dangerously, and offset the aftermath of his sword just right......

Just when the black-robed cultivator was thinking about this, Lu Changqing had already forced into within twenty zhang of him!

Go!

In the middle of the wild run, Changqing roared loudly!

With a sharp sound of breaking the sky, a talisman spear quickly stabbed the black-robed cultivator from more than ten zhang away!

The black-robed cultivator snorted and stretched out his hand to shake it!

The cannonball-like talisman spear was held in his palm and swept away!

In the midst of the clanging of gold and iron, the Qingfeng Sword that drew a long arc and slashed from the side was swallowed alive!

Lu Changqing was almost hit by a heavy hammer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in a muffled snort, and his wild steps staggered, but he relied on his strong willpower to not fall to the ground directly!

"The third layer of condensation qi can actually make dual weapons, you old cultivator, it's a bit interesting - but, that's it!"

The voice of the black-shirted cultivator came from under the black robe that wrapped his whole body tightly, revealing only a pair of eyes, and at the same time, he slashed the knife again.

Don't say it's Lu Changqing, this is just a white-haired old cultivator with three layers of condensation......

Even if it was the same level, even if it was a cultivation of the ninth layer of Qi Condensation at the beginning, he was absolutely sure that he would cut one sword in two!

Facing the black knife that was about to fall, Lu Changqing was not afraid, but looked at the black robe Xiu with a wipe of blood on the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Have you ever heard a saying that a villain dies from talking too much?"

Well?

The black-robed cultivator who was about to swing the knife snorted, and in the next second, he let out a terrible howl......

He felt as if a scoop of oil had been suddenly poured into his head, not to mention that he continued to swing a fatal knife at Lu Changqing, and even the rampaging cultivation in his body couldn't be controlled, and he almost didn't go crazy directly!

Divine Attack!

The black-robed cultivator who had determined this point looked at Lu Changqing's eyes full of fear, and said in his heart that this old cultivator, how could it be possible for his divine sense to attack?

Thinking that he was only hit by a divine sense attack under carelessness now, he was no longer able to control his internal cultivation, and he was afraid that his whole body strength would not be able to exert thirty percent......

If you hit another divine stab, or maybe this old cultivator has any other hole cards......

The self who has been rampant in the wilderness of Lightning Strike Gorge for many years is afraid that he can't capsize in the gutter now!

As soon as this thought arose, the black-robed cultivator couldn't take care of Lu Changqing anymore, roared, turned around and fled......

"Don't go!"

Lu Changqing roared loudly, sounding like he was going to tell the black-robed cultivator that as long as the other party didn't run, he would have to kill him today......

But in fact, although Lu Changqing roared violently, in fact, while quickly retrieving the Qingfeng Sword and the talisman gun, he swept away the black-robed cultivator who deliberately stayed, wanting to lure the greedy cultivator who was hiding in the dark and was not discovered by him, and then began to run wildly......

That speed seemed to be a few points faster than when the black-robed cultivator fled!

"Did you hear that? The black-faced demon has reappeared!"

"The night before, he sacked the Xiu on the return journey at the west wind mouth, intercepted and killed seven or eight groups of monks overnight, and nearly twenty people died under his black knife......

Two days later, when Lu Changqing, who had died for nine years, took great pains and returned to the lightning strike workshop again, the black-faced man wantonly intercepted and killed the monks, and the news of killing people and seizing treasures had spread throughout the lightning strike workshop.

Whether it is the streets and alleys, or teahouses and wine shops, there are monks everywhere who are talking about this matter.

"Such a big thing, who doesn't know about the cultivation of the Mixed Lightning Gorge?"

You Xiu rolled his eyes at the monk who spoke mysteriously and secretly before with the expression that you thought you were well-informed, and then he scolded angrily: "This black-faced demon not only has a profound cultivation, but also has a black magic knife that is probably a high-quality magic weapon in his hand, and ordinary cultivation is simply lifeless......

But the two gangs didn't care at all, they were still covered in black robes, and no one had seen their true faces, even if we wanted to work together to encircle and suppress them, we couldn't find anyone......"

Speaking of this, Na Xiu lamented with a sad face, "I don't know how long I will be harmed by the low-level casual cultivators, and then we will be the head......

"I thought you knew how much you knew!"

When the white-eyed cultivator heard this, he immediately got up and said, "You don't know yet, don't look at the black-faced demon who has been unscrupulous in the past few years, but this time, it really provoked a hard stubble - he died in the cultivation of his hands the night before, but one of them is the sister of the Eagle Vulture Gang Yixiang Lord!"

As he spoke, he bought a soul talisman at a high price for him to carry because he was not worried about the safety of his sister, in case of emergency.

Then, he died at the hands of the black-faced demon!