The black shadow smiled weirdly: "You guess, you guess the blood flow, you guess the white bones... ”

The Holy Master's face changed, and he roared wildly: "Don't talk about it!!"

The shadow paused and continued, "Ah... You see, after knowing more about this matter, I can't tell the weight of what I say, and I say everything outside, and I accidentally ran into the reverse scale of the Holy Master, I'm really sorry. ”

The white hands of the Blood Confucian Saint Master slowly turned red, and he felt like he was about to drip blood: "The more you know about things, the easier it is to die." ”

For some reason, the Holy Master could even know about his secret, and he clearly remembered that all the people involved in that incident had been slaughtered for three generations and six clans.

In that Zhuangzi back then, there was almost nothing that could be moved, except for the smell of blood.

The Holy Master said: "I'm not so good at talking, once I feel that you have stepped on my tail, I will bite you half to death, even if you are so painful that everyone in the world hears it, I am not worried at all, it's a big deal not to be a Holy Master, change your identity, this is not the first time I have done it." ”

The Holy Master held the purple water in his hand tighter, and the purple killing intent rose into the air.

Tian Shiqu looked nervous and said to the black shadow: "I said, this holy lice, but I'm going crazy, I'll do my best then, but don't try hard, say it in advance." ”

The shadow nodded, then looked in the other direction in the air, as if waiting for someone.

Although the Jade Fan Marquis was suspicious of his identity at this time, according to the original plan, he also knew who the black shadow was waiting for, and as for whether this move was ineffective, it all depended on the will of heaven.

In the Spring and Autumn Building, Fang Qingzhi sat on a soft stool, the Dan Cat was on the pillow, and the two round eyes were staring at Fang Qingzhi, while Fang Qingzhi was eagerly trying to kiss the Dan Cat with both hands.

When they left the Spring and Autumn Building, they left Fang Qingzhi and Dan Mao in the Spring and Autumn Building.

As soon as Fang Qingzhi entered the house, her soul was almost hooked by the Dan Cat, but the Dan Cat seemed to be very cold and didn't want her to touch it at all, as long as Fang Qingzhi stretched out her hand, it had to take two steps back to ensure its safety.

Fang Qingzhi has been fighting with Dan Mao back and forth for a hundred times.

Fang Qingzhi has been defeated and fought repeatedly, which provokes Dan Mao Xiaoyuan, and a trace of disgust can be seen in his eyes.

When Fang Qingzhi was about to launch another raid, suddenly there was a rapid script sound from the attic outside the door, she faintly saw Qi Tian's appearance from the window paper, and she called Qi Tian's name softly.

Qi Tian's big steps stopped, and he responded immediately: "Is it Miss Fang?"

Hear Qi Tian's deep voice. Fang Qingzhi opened the door and jumped out: "Mmmm! ”

Fang Qingzhi had been in the house for too long, she was bored and panicked, stretched her muscles and bones, and had been abused by Dan Cat so much that her heart was about to have a haze, and she happened to meet an acquaintance, which made her happy for a while.

Qi Tian looked Fang Qingzhi up and down, and asked, "That wanderer didn't do anything to you, did he?"

Fang Qingzhi was blindsided by the question, and after reacting for a while, she remembered that the person Qi Tian said was the Jade Fan Marquis.

Zhan Yan smiled: "No, it was a good person." ”

Qi Tian snorted: "I don't think he looks like a good person." ”

Fang Qingzhi smiled awkwardly, looked at Qi Tian with a knife on his body, dressed in arms, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Qi Tian replied: "I received a letter saying that there is a great evil man in this town, and I am asked to go and help. ”

Fang Qingzhi said: "Who sent you the letter, and who paid it." ”

Qi Tiantou said: "I don't know, but as soon as I saw the word villain, I was angry and came out, and I came out with a knife." ”

Fang Qingzhi said: "Then aren't you afraid that this is a trap set by others for you?"

Qi Tian said: "Isn't that just right, just worried that you can't find the wicked, and the wicked will be sent to the door, haha!"

Qi Tian looked around in the air and said, "It should be in this direction." ”

Qi Tian stuck the knife in his hand into the ground, and the whole person stepped on the handle of the knife, the long knife was almost pressed flush with the ground, and the long knife flicked violently.

Qi Tian shouted, "Leave you!" and he was ejected.

Not long after Qi Tian flew out, the long knife also jumped out of the ground and flew out with Qi Tian.

Fang Qingzhi scratched her head when she saw it: Obviously, you can travel far away with a sword, why do you want this method of planting soil.

The Dan cat on the pillow also followed her example and scratched its head.

Fang Qingzhi walked in with a happy face, because Dan Mao always talked to her, and she firmly believed that the action of scratching her head made their hearts fit for the first time.

With the long sword of the Blood Confucian Saint Master in his hand, the purple qi was like a demonic atmosphere, spreading throughout the Jiang Mansion.

Tian Shiqu stood in it and had to use his internal force to protect his whole body, so as not to be eroded by purple qi.

And because the black shadow had just been sucked out of some of the black gas, it was while sitting and pranayama.

The Jade Fan Hou is still constantly giving Jiang Youlu true qi, but Jiang Youlu's body is like a swimming sea, and he can't pretend to be satisfied.

The Blood Confucian Saint Master gently swung the purple water eastward, and a large purple sword in the air slashed towards Tian Shiqu.

Tian Shiqu turned around, took out a rag bag from his arms, danced left and right, and loaded most of the purple sword.

Tian Shiqu shouted in the battle: "The old beggar happened to collect the rags by the way today, come on, holy lice, as many as you want!"

Blood Confucian Holy Master, without saying a word, the purple sword in his hand swung faster, and the thin and dense purple sword in the sky was like a sudden purple rain.

The cloth bag in Tian Shiqu's hand is getting bigger and bigger.

In the end, Tian Shiqu couldn't hold it anymore, or the cloth bag in his hand couldn't hold it, if he continued to pack it like this, the cloth bag would inevitably be broken by the sword qi filled in it.

At that time, the first one to suffer will definitely be Tian Shiqu, and the lower half of his body will definitely be pierced by these purple swords with a hedgehog.

Tian Shiqu hurriedly shouted: "Holy lice, you should slow down, you can't fit it, and the old beggar won't collect the tatters." ”

But the Blood Confucian Holy Master will definitely not let go of Tian Shiqu.

Tian Shiqu raised his eyebrows angrily, threw the rag bag in his hand directly, and then threw out a palm and slapped it on the cloth bag.

The countless sword qi in the cloth bag instantly rushed towards the Blood Confucian Saint Master.

Tian Shiqu finally had a chance to rest, his eyes just glanced at the cloth bag, and shouted: "Not good!"

I thought that if a bag of sword qi went down, the Blood Confucian Saint Master would definitely accept the sword move, and then strode back.

Who knew that the Blood Confucian Saint Master was doing the opposite, and directly ate two sword qis, bypassing the cloth bag, and the purple water flowed eastward, piercing Tian Shiqu's eyebrows.

Tian Shiqu stepped back and scolded: "You don't want to die, crazy, crazy, you want to kill the old beggar like this?"

The words of the Blood Confucian Saint Master were extremely cold: "Since the skin has been torn, what do I still need to pretend, the sky wants to kill, the sword wants to drink blood, Tian Lao, I will send you to the end, you are not ashamed at all." ”

Tian Shiqu said: "To the end, which cheap son are you?"

The Blood Confucian Saint Master ignored Tian Shi's strange words, his body was in a hurry, his movements were faster, and the sword in his hand was sharper and sharper.

The purple water flowed east away from Tian Shiqu's eyebrows, only an inch away.

Tian Shiqu could already smell the pungent smell of blood on the purple water flowing eastward.

However, no matter how much the Blood Confucian Saint Master sped up his body, there was still no way to catch up with Tian Shiqu.

The Holy Master shouted, "Purple Sun Open the Way!"

The Holy Master was shrouded in a purple light, and his figure suddenly became faster, so fast that he could barely see a shadow.

The figure flashed, and he saw that the holy master was about to stab Zhongtian to pick up fun.

Tian Shiqu's head was biased, and the purple water flowed through Tian Shiqu's face and pulled down a large piece of meat.

Tian Shiqu's half face was full of blood, he covered his face, and said to the black shadow: "What should I do, this holy lice is crazy, you want to find me desperately, can I leave now, if it goes on like this, the old beggar is afraid that his life will not be long." ”

The dark shadow still looked at the sky, and said, "Hold on for a quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour, and you will be free, and you will no longer owe me any favors." ”

Tian Shiqu smiled bitterly: "I thought this was a big deal, but who knows, I lost a lot of money." ”

Tian Shiqu raised his yuan power and shouted: "The boundless autumn moon shines on the sky!"

A dazzling circle of light rose in his hand, one circle after another, ring after ring, and went straight to the Blood Confucian Saint Master.

As soon as the Blood Confucian Saint Master entered the circle of aurture, he felt that there was an endless strange force around him pressing on him.

Seeing that his body is restrained and unable to move forward, if he continues to allow these apertures to keep converging towards him, sooner or later his life will be in danger.

The Blood Confucian Saint Master made another move: Nine Lotus Holy Blood Waterfall!

Suddenly, a large purple sword lotus burst out from the body of the Blood Confucian Saint Master, and the petals of the sword lotus were composed of countless purple swords, and they stabbed outward one after another, and countless circles of light broke in response.

Tian Shiqu scolded: "Hey! Dog, keep making ruthless moves! The old beggar is done today, it's over!"

Although the mouth was finished, Tian Shiqu's movements in his hands still did not stop.

Tian Shiqu's palms slammed in front of him, and between heaven and earth, it seemed that a dull bell suddenly sounded.

Boom!

The sound of bells and drums shook the long night!

A bell rang louder than a sound, ringing all over the world.

The invisible sound wave was mixed with the overwhelming force, directly blowing the sword lotus on the body of the Blood Confucian Saint Master into a flower bone, and the Blood Confucian Saint Master was shocked by the sound wave and kept bending backwards, as if he could no longer hold the sword in his hand.

In the voice of the Blood Confucian Saint Master, he said with difficulty: "Tian Lao is indeed worthy of the legend of the Yellow Saint Kingdom in the north, and when I encounter it in the past, the younger generation must avoid one or two, but today is different, because today I want to give it a try!"

The Blood Confucian Saint Master looked up to the sky and shouted, "Ah!!!!!hhhhh

I saw that the skin on the Blood Confucian Holy Master's body quickly turned red, from his hands to his neck, and finally his entire face turned red, the kind of red like a drop of blood, from a distance, the Holy Master was like a bloody man.

The black shadow spoke up: "Be careful, this holy master has already penetrated the demonic blood he has accumulated all over his body, and his skill is no longer what it used to be!"

The Blood Confucian Saint Master turned a blood-red head and two blood-red eyes, staring at the black shadow: "Sure enough, I can't keep you! I'll ask Tian Lao to return to heaven first, and then slowly send you to hell!"

Suddenly, bursts of blood mist erupted from the body of the Blood Confucian Saint Master, and the Saint Master howled out in pain again.

After a short respite, the Holy Master raised his head tiredly, as if he had just experienced an unbearable ordeal.

The holy master said lightly: "Du Bird hates, ten thousand bones urge; The autumn warbler is resentful, and the world is sad. ”