Yu Qitian didn't ask too much, he only begged Modao to let him go.

Modao turned his head and looked at Guo Xiaofei, on Guo Xiaofei's face, Modao saw despair, saw heart death, but could not see the slightest desire to survive.

Such a person, the ink knife will not be saved, never.

The next moment, the thunder light reappeared, and the ink knife once again rose into the air, killing the abandoned sky.

"You!" Yu Qitian was shocked, he never thought that the ink knife would ignore the threat and not save him.

In a few rounds, the ink knife rushed into the sky again and again, like an arrow from a bow.

In a few rounds, Yu Qitian dodged again and again, like a wounded bird.

Killing has always been so simple, you attack me and hide, until the last side dies.

"Who is he?"

The crowd around them knelt on the ground, whispering introductions.

They didn't dare to look up, just because the immortals never let them look up. But they can always peek in. Although the head is lowered, the eyeball moves to the corner of the eye.

They are curious, and people are always curious. It's just that they don't know that curiosity will one day hurt them.

"I don't know. ”

"He's also an immortal?"

"Probably not, you can't fly if you don't see him. "Whether or not they can fly is a means for mortals to identify immortals. It's superficial, but it's always useful.

"A mortal dares to fight with immortals, it's a pity that ......" someone sighed, he had seen that the martial arts of the ink knife were absolutely extraordinary, but he never thought that people could defeat immortals.

"But why do I think the immortals are going to be defeated. "Someone saw the clue.

"Shhhh "Someone discouraged. Who can't see the clue, but they don't dare to say it. They are afraid of offending the immortals, and they are afraid that the immortals will blame them.

What's more important is that they don't think that immortals will lose, in their hearts, immortals are omnipotent. Since they were born, they have understood a truth, there are no mortals, and no mortals have ever been able to defeat immortals.

The ink knife became more and more courageous, and Yu abandoned the sky and was tired of running for his life. He thought about escaping, and at this time he didn't need to worry about face, but he never found a chance to escape.

"Kill her!" Finally, Yu Qitian shouted. He is covered with wounds, and if he goes on like this, he will surely die. He didn't want to test it anymore, to test whether the ink knife would really meet and die. At this time, he just wanted Modao to see his determination, his determination to kill.

Hearing the shout, Hua Qi swung his sword and slashed without a trace of hesitation.

Hearing the shout, Guo Xiaofei sighed softly, she only hoped that the sword would fall quickly so that she could be freed.

"Don't!" Qing'er screamed, and instantly rushed forward, stretching out her only hand and grabbing the long sword.

But before she could rush closer, Hua Qi raised a kick and kicked it to the ground.

The sword was still falling, and the ink knife did not stop it. But Liao Chutian beside him suddenly moved.

"I can help you save her, but you must promise me one thing......" He whispered a few words in Modao's ear, and then came to Hua Qi in the blink of an eye with lightning speed.

The long sword in his hand, from the bottom up, slashed towards Hua Qi's arm. His sword was fast, so fast that he could only see a flash of light.

How could Hua Qi be Liao Chutian's opponent, he was embarrassed to attack, but he was still slow after all.

In an instant, blood rushed to the sky, and an arm that was still holding a long sword fell down.

The pain of piercing his heart instantly surged all over his body, but Hua Qi didn't make a sound, not that his heart was as solid as a stone, but that he didn't have a chance to shout.

Liao Chutian's long sword had already pierced his throat.

In a short moment, the crisis was resolved. This was a life-and-death situation, but it was easily resolved.

Just because someone helped, just because that person was strong.

Therefore, human life is always small, so small that life and death are only in the thought of others.

was rescued, Guo Xiaofei did not thank him. She just glanced at Liao Chutian indifferently.

"Miss!" Qing'er ran to Guo Xiaofei's side, she looked excited, and there were tears in her eyes, but the expression on her face was smiling.

Saving Guo Xiaofei, Liao Chutian didn't say much, glanced at her lightly, and then turned around and walked towards the ink knife.

This is not like his style, if it were an ordinary time, he would definitely take the opportunity to invite credit, and then ridicule the ordinary ink knife, and ridicule the ink knife for not saving him when he sees death.

It's just that at this time, he has long lost that mood.

He won't ridicule Modao's death and can't save him. Just because it was him, he would be the same.

Because he hates immortals, he hates so much that he doesn't accept any coercion, not to mention that Guo Xiaofei is not related to him.

In his opinion, Modao must be the same as him, hating immortals, so he will not be saved.

Liao Chutian was wrong, he still didn't understand the ink knife after all.

The ink knife is still in shape, fast as lightning, moving like thunder.

Yu Qitian was covered in blood, like the end of a strong crossbow. But the gaze in his eyes suddenly changed, he became crazy, and he looked at death as if he were at home.

"Even if I die, I will die with you!" Yu Qitian shouted loudly, pinching the immortal decision with one hand. His fingers danced like flames, glowing brilliantly.

The next moment, the ground began to shake violently, and the debris floated into the sky and condensed together, forming a huge meteorite like a mountain.

"Go!" Yu Qitian shouted, waved with one hand, and the boulder fell in response.

Not only the ink knife, but the boulder shrouded everyone like a dark cloud, leaving everyone with nowhere to escape.

The crowd panicked instantly.

They tried to escape, but it was too late.

At this moment, people's eyes were all on the ink knife and at this man who dared to fight with the immortals.

They hoped, that the ink knife would work a miracle to shatter the boulder and save them from fire and water.

"Grandpa......" looked at the boulder in the sky, and Tian'er hid in the arms of the anti-immortal.

"Don't be afraid, it'll be fine. Reverse Changsheng comforted. Although he said this, there was only solemnity in his eyes.

Liao Chutian looked at the boulder in the sky, and there was no trace of worry in his eyes. He has absolute confidence in the ink knife, even if that confidence is blind.

Guo Xiaofei looked at the boulder in the sky, her eyes suddenly had a look, she was relieved, relieved that she could finally die again.

The boulder poured down, but the ink knife still didn't move.

Seeing that the ink knife was unmoved, it turned from the initial expectation to swearing. People began to curse the ink knife, curse the cold-bloodedness of the ink knife, curse the incompetence of the ink knife.

Some people even picked up stones from the ground and threw them at the ink knife.

They were asking, asking why Modao didn't want to save them. They knew that the Ink Knife had that ability, at least they thought so.

But the ink knife was unmoved, how not to make them crazy, how not to let them curse.

It's just that they never thought that the ink knife never had a reason to save them.

Is the ink knife really unmoved, will he really die like this? No, he was just waiting, but in the end he couldn't wait for the result he wanted.

Finally, the ink knife moved, and as usual, it rose into the air with the sound of thunder.

Seeing the ink knife shot, the people cheered wildly, as if they had escaped this catastrophe. It's just that they don't know that what awaits them is the next hell.