In the teahouse in the distance, Liu Junxian and Zhou Quantong panicked.

Zhou Quantong said anxiously: "The Holy Master has been forced to use this trick, should we go to that one to call, if there is a case... ”

Liu Junxian shook his head: "You also heard the tone of the Holy Master just now, he said that he shouldn't come, even he can't come, let alone the one he came up." ”

Zhou Quandao: "Then what now? You can't wait here to die." Why don't I run first, you've seen this trick, although I've only heard of it, but I still feel that the hairs on my body are about to stand upside down. Why don't we go first?"

Zhou Quantong's eyes were full of desire to survive, but Liu Junxian didn't look at it.

Liu Junxian said slowly: "I have indeed seen the power of this move with my own eyes, but I also know very well that the Holy Master is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person, you and I will also die if we abandon him today, and we will die a hundred times worse than now." ”

Zhou Quantong's whole bones seemed to have been sucked away, and he was so soft that he was in the chair, and he said: "Then now... What should I do now? If he really uses this trick, a lot of people will die, and a lot of people will die in Zhongzhou!"

Liu Junxian said: "What you and I can do can only be to stay here, but it's not you and me who are at fault, Brother Quantong, the holy master and his people, evil!"

Above the head of the Blood Confucian Holy Master, a light and thin red rain gradually drifted.

The blood confucianism floated in the sky, standing in the red rain, with a look of extreme enjoyment on his face.

The red rain gradually poured on the ground, falling on the bodies of those Jiangfu diners who had been injured by the Holy Master before and were still breathing on the ground.

The red rain poured on them, gradually rising a trace of white smoke, and a foul smell, those Jiangfu diners lying on the ground began to scream, and the red rain fell on their bodies and corroded their bodies wildly.

Some diners didn't even have a chance to scream, because they were lying on their backs, and the red rain broke their necks in the first place.

In the blink of an eye, the ground was already full of bones.

As if they had seen a ghost, the rest of the people escaped from the rain curtain of the Holy Master with their fastest figures.

Tian Shiqu looked at the holy master: "Scholarly family, how could you raise such a yin and evil person." ”

The Holy Master said: "In the past, there were many people who thought I was evil, but then no one said so, or people forgot, because all the people who thought I was evil were killed by me, and no one would feel evil anymore." For the sake of the great cause of Confucianism, my reputation alone is insignificant. ”

Tian Shiqu sighed: "Tut-tut! You righteous people are really dirty, dirtier than me. ”

The holy master said: "What does Tian Lao say, in short, if Confucianism wants to reach the top of the four families, Jiang Youlu must die." ”

The Blood Confucian Saint Master was bathed in the red rain, he was like a person who had just escaped from the desert, enjoying every trace of moisture brought to him by the blood rain.

The Holy Master looked at the sky and began to speak wildly: "Do you know that this heaven and earth should be blood-red, but because there are too many mortals, the pure red is polluted, and I will return the world to a red sky and white sun today." ”

The red rain in the sky was falling more and more, and it was falling more and more urgently, and in a blink of an eye, there was a torrential rain.

Where the bones on the ground were, springs of blood gushed out from the ground.

The blood fountain accumulated violently, and gradually formed a surging blood flood.

In the flood of blood, there are countless white skeletons that can be faintly seen, holding weapons, and the hollow eye sockets hide the deepest fears in people's hearts.

Tian Shiqu said angrily: "Little cub, are you not afraid of damaging yin virtue by doing this?"

The blood Confucian blood master said: "What is the use of me having yin virtue? the sky doesn't care, the earth doesn't collect, it's just a demon seed born by nature." ”

Tian Shiqu urged his palm to cut through the blood-colored sky again, and he was about to break through the heavy red rain and fog and attack the blood Confucian Holy Master.

Halfway through the journey, Tian Shiqu realized the cruelty of this red rain, and he was not surprised when he first came into contact, but over time, these red rains were like termites that kept eating everything they encountered.

Inadvertently, the clothes on Tian Shiqu's body have been eroded by the blood rain and have made several big holes.

Tian Shiqu hurriedly withdrew and scolded: "Good dog, do you know how many years have I not washed this clothes on my body? Such good clothes have made you drenched in several holes in the ghost rain!"

The beggar gang has a rule since ancient times, the older the clothes on the body, the more stains, the higher the seniority, the more respected, so the people of the beggar gang have another name, the clothes keeper.

So Tian Shiqu really felt sorry for his dirty clothes.

But now Tian Shiqu can only look at the rain and sigh, because he really can't find any suitable way to break the blood rain of the Holy Master at this time, and when he sees that the blood flood on the ground is about to submerge the entire Jiang Mansion.

Suddenly, a white light appeared in the sky.

Then everyone noticed a black man standing on the white light.

The man shouted in the air like a bull, "Where are the wicked?!"

Everyone was stunned, not understanding why this man came.

The man looked around the sky above the Jiang Mansion, and the large blood flood naturally couldn't hide his eyes, and the blood saint who was drenched in red rain became a thorn in his eye, so that the man couldn't take his eyes off.

The man shouted to the Holy Master: "I am the Thirteen Heavenly Whale Qi Tian, who are you?"

None of the people present had heard of the Thirteen Heavenly Whales in the Swimming Sea, and they only regarded it as a wild cultivator from the east.

Seeing that this person was fierce, in order not to make a branch at this time, the Blood Confucian Holy Master replied: "Confucian Holy Master." ”

Qi Tian rolled his eyes as if he was constantly thinking about something, and kept reciting the holy master and saint master in his mouth, and finally took out a shabby sand silk gray cloth from his arms.

Qi Tian searched for a long time on it, his finger stopped at a position on the gray cloth, and shouted happily: "Hey! I finally found you, what holy master, using a pseudonym, causing me to look for a long time, aren't you the prince of the dead country?"

Endless killing intent suddenly appeared in the eyes of the Blood Confucian Saint Master: "What did you say?!"

The black shadow also thought of some rumors about the Holy Master in an instant, but he didn't care about it at the time, and now when he looks at the reaction of the Holy Master, these rumors are not groundless.

Qi Tian rolled up the gray cloth, put it in his arms, and said, "You really make it easy for me to find, after I came out of the swimming sea, you are the first big villain I have encountered." You have to confess your sins. ”

The Holy Master smiled and said, "What sins do I need to confess, and what kind of law do I need to confess?"

Qi Tian patted his chest: "The gray sin scroll is your sin, and I, the dragon python with a golden back, robbed the knife, but the law!"

Qi Tian's thick arm stretched forward, and the Dragon Python Golden-backed Great Tribulation Knife flew into his hand.

Qi Tian clenched the blade of the knife wrapped in leather, and shouted: "Let break your eye-catching dirty rain!"

Nine-bladed flat mountain!

Qi Tian waved nine sword lights at the red rain, and the knife light instantly illuminated the red rain transparently, and the knife light kept shuttling back and forth between the raindrops.

After three breaths, the red rain curtain was broken!

The torrent in the ground also gradually receded.

Although the rain curtain was closed, the faint blood mist around the Blood Confucian Holy Master still did not disperse, and from a distance, he could only see a bloody haze, and he couldn't see the true face of the Holy Master.

The Holy Master said: "It seems that there is another hard stubble, the Thirteen Heavenly Whales in the Swimming Sea, why haven't I heard of such an organization in the Eastern Swimming Sea?"

Qi Tiandao: "When you and I met for the first time today, you naturally didn't know me, what's so strange about this?"

The Holy Master is indeed very surprised, the world is plain and indifferent to throw out nine sword light to break his blood curtain, since he strayed into the rivers and lakes, he has never met a person who can do this, and this person's speech and demeanor, not like a person from Zhongzhou, let alone the kind of veteran who has been immersed in the rivers and lakes for a long time, it stands to reason that like this kind of casual cultivation, more or less will leave some names in the rivers and lakes.

The reason why he hasn't heard of it may really be because this person is the first time to appear on the rivers and lakes.

Regarding Qi Tian's identity, the first person to pay attention to him was the black shadow.

In the Spring and Autumn Building, the letter Qi Tian received was sent to him by the black shadow. From the first sight of the black shadow to Qi Tian, he has sent countless shadow slaves to inquire about the origin of his back, and the shadow slaves have gone to almost all the places where people live on the edge of the swimming sea, and there is still no news about the thirteen heavenly whales in the swimming sea.

The black shadow can only speculate from their names that there should be thirteen cultivators like Qi Tian, and if this organization really exists, then there will be one more variable in the world.

The Holy Master turned back to the black shadow and asked, "You invited this person?"

The Shadow didn't answer.

The Holy Master smiled and said nothing.

The Holy Master only asked tentatively, no matter whether the black shadow answered or not, he only needed to ask once, and he could get the information he wanted, and he had to move the position of the black shadow forward again, and the unknown forces involved in the black shadow were too many, so much that he regretted making a move.

But now that it's here, it's too hard to turn back.

There was only one war.

The Holy Master quietly mobilized the demonic blood that had pierced through the skin and poured outside.

He said lightly: "It doesn't matter if you recognize it or not, anyway, you are the same as them, you are the person who wants to kill me, I like to be lively, so I am not afraid of being stabbed a few more times, come on." ”

Qi Tian showed an appreciative expression on his face: "Although he is a wicked person, he is not too happy, so come on!"

Qi Tian's position in the air was slightly higher than that of the Holy Master, and he held the Dragon Python Golden-backed Great Tribulation Knife in both hands, and slashed at the Holy Master on the spot.

At the same time, from the hazy blood mist, a purple sword stretched out, and it was the purple water flowing eastward!

The first meeting of swords, golden woo Quartet.

The red blood mist and the white sword light painted a beautiful picture of red and white intersecting in the air.

The black shadow also had a new assessment of Qi Tian's strength in his heart.

At this time, the jade fan in the distance, while ferrying Jiang Youlu, was whispering something in Jiang Youlu's ear, as if it was conveyed with a heartfelt voice, and outsiders couldn't hear it.

The black shadow naturally noticed the movements of the Jade Fan Hou, but now between her and the Jade Fan Hou, I am afraid that there have been some big cracks, if it is not for the improper disposal, the two may have to part ways in the future, and then she will really bear the person who passed this black veil to herself.