? An elderly cultivator with a short stature walked in, and his eyes like falcons looked at several drinkers in the center of the tavern, his face was 'gloomy' and terrifying.

The old man was not tall, but he was extremely imposing, standing there like eternal ice, his figure appeared in the tavern, and the air in the tavern seemed to freeze. Not only did all the fun-seeking cultivators soften, but even some fine bulges appeared on the 'buttocks' of the young 'women' in front of them, and a few of the young 'women' directly shivered.

As soon as the old man appeared, the temperature in the tavern seemed to drop by a few degrees!

Those drinkers are all regular customers, and they all have their own accommodation nearby, and they are 'mingling' here every day. Several people obviously knew this cultivator, and when they saw the short old man, they hurriedly stood up one by one, and said with a smile: "Master Qiu, you are old!"

"Did you say just now that the emperor is incompetent?" The old man surnamed Qiu had a 'yin' and 'color' on his face, staring at a thin middle-aged monk and said coldly, his voice was cold and cold, as if it came from the Nine Ghost Domains, which was terrifying.

"My lord, I ......" Under the cold gaze of the old man, the middle-aged monk's cold sweat instantly gushed out.

"Isn't it!" the old man surnamed Qiu suddenly raised his voice and shouted.

"My lord!" the middle-aged monk gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground with a thud, "I admit that I said this sentence! But I only said one sentence, I just followed them to coax!

The faces of the drinkers changed, and they all looked at the drinker with resentment, but they didn't dare to speak.

"It's good that you said it!" The old man surnamed Qiu smiled coldly, and a cold light suddenly appeared, and disappeared immediately.

The middle-aged monk's face showed a miserable 'color', and he opened his mouth, but he didn't make any sound. And the next moment, his head suddenly slipped down, his neck was extremely smooth, but there was no blood flowing out, and there was a blue glow at the interface, which had been frozen!

"Peng!"

The middle-aged monk's head slammed into the ground, suddenly turning into thousands of ice particles and bursting out, and then turning into a trace of cold and disappearing. The headless corpse was still sitting there, but it was completely frozen, like an icicle, and it looked extremely terrifying.

This middle-aged monk also had the strength to be at the peak of the merger period, but he was killed by such a move, and the rest of the drinkers didn't even see the old man surnamed Qiu make a move! For a while, there was silence in the tavern, and the drinkers maintained their original posture, as if they were frozen, and the old man who was bartending also stopped moving, and several 'female' cultivators even froze in place, not daring to move a little.

"Ah!" A mortal young 'girl' with a lower body ** saw the headless corpse, and suddenly exclaimed loudly, the old man surnamed Qiu glanced at the young 'girl' impatiently, and the young 'girl''s body was instantly frozen in a piece of blue ice crystals, and the next moment, the ice crystals burst, and the body of the young 'girl' disappeared instantly.

When Chen Yuxiang saw this scene, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and his eyes became cold. However, he still didn't move, it was daylight now, and he was close to the Falling Cloud Sect, he didn't want to cause trouble to Lan Xi.

The rest of the mortal young 'women' didn't dare to shout anymore, and their little faces turned white with fright. The old man surnamed Qiu looked at the few drinkers around him and said with a cruel smile: "Wan Song said that you all have a share in slandering the emperor!"

"Lord Qiu, there is no such thing!" a cultivator with a clear face said again and again, "It was all Wan Song who said it alone just now, we just listened to it!"

"Yes, my lord!" several other drinkers reacted and hurriedly said, "What Brother Zhao said is that it was indeed Wan Song's nonsense just now, and it has nothing to do with us!"

"Really, how do you tell me to believe you? Wan Song is dead, anyway, there is no proof of death now!" the old man said with compassion, and at the same time pointed to Wan Song's headless corpse.

"My lord, I am willing to give out 10 spirit stones to prove my innocence!" The monk surnamed Zhao gritted his teeth and took out a large handful of spirit stones from the Qiankun bag and put them on the table. Only three of these spirit stones are complete, and the rest are all dimmed spiritual power, and they are obviously all absorbed spiritual power. When all the spirit stones are put together, there are about 10 spirit stones of spiritual power.

"In this case, the old man can spare you this time for the time being!" The old man surnamed Qiu stretched out his hand and grabbed it, the spirit stone on the table disappeared, and he looked at the monk surnamed Zhao and nodded with satisfaction, "It's just that next time, I can't spare you! Slandering the emperor is a capital crime!"

When the other monks saw it, they still didn't understand what the old man meant, and when they saw the old man like this, they gritted their teeth one by one, and each took out a small pile of spirit stones.

"My lord, this is mine!"

"My lord, this is mine!"

The old man surnamed Qiu's face softened slightly, smiled at all the spirit stones one by one, and then looked at a 'flower' white-bearded cultivator and said, "One piece is missing!"

"My lord," the white-bearded cultivator smiled bitterly, "It's not that I don't want to honor my lord, I really don't have many spirit stones!" he pointed to the young 'girl' in front of him and said, "This is what I bought with two spirit stones, and I haven't used it a few times, so I can give it to you, too!

The cultivator surnamed Qiu glanced at the waist and hips of the young 'woman', and snorted coldly: "This kind of 'color', you bought the most 'flower' spirit stone, and now this is not even worth half a spirit stone!"

"Master Qiu, it's really gone!" said the white-bearded cultivator with a wry smile.

"Hmph! slander the emperor, and dare to be disrespectful to the old man! You go to death!" The old man surnamed Qiu's face turned pale, and a faint cold glow appeared again, and the face of the old man with a white beard was stagnant, and his entire body instantly disintegrated, turning into small ice crystals scattered on the ground.

Several drinkers around the old man were silent, and they didn't dare to move at all. The old man casually put away all the spirit stones on the table, glanced at the young 'girl' who was regarded as a spirit stone by the 'flower' white-bearded monk, frowned and said, "I've used it at least 20 times!"

Chen Yuxiang's face was slightly cold, and his heart was furious, his divine sense had already contacted the god-killing spear, but he didn't make an immediate move. The old man surnamed Qiu seemed to sense something, raised his head and glanced at Chen Yuxiang deeply.

Chen Yuxiang lowered his head casually and took a sip of spirits.

The old man snorted, stretched out his finger and pointed at Chen Yuxiang and a few solo drinkers sitting around and said, "A few of you, each of you is also 10 spirit stones! Otherwise, die!"

"Why? we didn't say anything!" said one of the monks of the Merger Period, dissatisfied.

"I said what you said, and you said it!" As the old man surnamed Qiu spoke, he had already deceived himself into the side of this merging stage monk, and retreated back in a flash. And the Fusion Monk and the young 'girl' in front of him all turned into ice grains.

"Now, does anyone still want to ask why?" The old man surnamed Qiu raised the narrow and thin flying sword in his hand, and said with an arrogant face, but his divine sense was faintly locked on Chen Yuxiang's body.

"What a strong perceptual power!" Chen Yuxiang's heart was slightly cold, he was just a thought just now, but he had already been targeted by this old man. This old man's 'spirit' divine power is really strong enough.

This old man surnamed Qiu shot extremely fast, just like a ghost, at this time he took the initiative to show the flying sword, and people saw the old man's magic weapon for the first time.

As for the magic weapon in the old man's hand, Chen Yuxiang also had some interest. This old man himself doesn't seem to have anything special, he looks like he's just an ordinary Mahayana monk, but this magic weapon is something Chen Yuxiang has never seen before, compared to the ones he saw in the weapon shop, it can only be regarded as ordinary 'color'!

This flying sword is obviously attached to the genus 'nature' such as cold, which is rare among magic weapons.

"This magic weapon is mine!" Chen Yuxiang looked at the arrogant old man and said secretly in his heart.

Originally, he didn't 'want' to make a move during the day, but at this time, Chen Yuxiang did not hesitate, and the old man had obviously locked himself, and he still couldn't get a good situation today.

Chen Yuxiang's mind moved, and the god-killing spear had already appeared in his hand.

Shout!

Before Chen Yuxiang could make a move, a faint phantom had appeared above Chen Yuxiang's head, followed by the phantom of the old man, and quietly, the old man's flying sword had already slashed down towards Chen Yuxiang's head!

"What a speed!" Chen Yuxiang's heart sank slightly, "Holy Light Protection!"

In the rootless spring, Yuan Ying did not hesitate to crush the black 'color' scroll. A 'misty' and 'cloudy' white light enveloped Chen Yuxiang's whole body, and the flying sword of the old man surnamed Qiu slashed above the white light, and was gently bounced up silently.

"Huh?"

The old man surnamed Qiu was stunned, and without hesitation, he slashed down again. This time, the speed of the flying sword was faster, and it was obvious that it used more spiritual power.

"It's really fast!" Chen Yuxiang said in his heart.

The first form of Chen Yuxiang's god-killing marksmanship has not yet been completed, and the old man has already slashed several swords on the white light in a row, which makes Chen Yuxiang secretly frightened.

"The first form of the god-killing marksmanship!"

Chen Yuxiang shouted in his heart, and his spiritual power and strength frantically poured into the god-killing spear, and the god-killing spear stabbed at the old man fiercely!

Time seems to have been stretched out at this moment. In Chen Yuxiang's field of vision, a faint ray of light emanated from the tip of the spear like flowing water, flying towards the old man surnamed Qiu, different from before entering the trial of the Star Picking Tower, this light even had a trace of electricity! This is the effect that appeared after being quenched by the thunder talisman in the Star Picking Tower.

Boom!

During the time between the appearance of the light and the entry into the body of the old man surnamed Qiu, the flying sword of the old man surnamed Qiu actually slashed seven times above the body protection holy light!

The seven swords still had no effect, and then it seemed that the flow of time had returned to normal, and under Chen Yuxiang's gaze, the light with a trace of electric light had flowed into the old man's head like water!

At the last moment, the old man surnamed Qiu anticipated the danger, and even blocked the light with a sword, but the light passed through the narrow and strange flying sword without any obstruction, and there was no trace left on the flying sword!

The body of the old man surnamed Qiu suddenly stiffened, and his face suddenly became extremely hideous, he opened his mouth and shouted, and his head suddenly cracked, turning into a puff of blood mist!

"Made! It's a scroll again!" Chen Yuxiang's face was also a little pale, "This surnamed Qiu, why is the speed so fast!"

The speed of the first form of the god-killing spear technique was extremely fast, Chen Yuxiang had never encountered a cultivator who could continue to attack after the light appeared, and just now in this short moment, this old man surnamed Qiu actually attacked the Seven Swords!

And now Chen Yuxiang's first style of god-killing spear has increased its attack speed. Chen Yuxiang has now figured out for a period of time, and the speed of his attack is several times faster than before, and correspondingly, the process of pointing out the tens of thousands of points of the first rune of the god-killing spear method is also greatly accelerated. After Chen Yuxiang used the first form of the god-killing spear method several times, he found that as the speed of his runes increased, the speed of the already fast light flow also accelerated.

In other words, the speed of Chen Yuxiang's shot is already the first type of the enhanced god-killing spear technique, but in the short period of time from the appearance of the light to the moment it hit the old man's head, the old man actually slashed out seven swords! And this old man is obviously not the seven swords that use all the spiritual power!

If the old man did not hesitate to attack with all his spiritual power, what kind of speed should it be?

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