When Bai Qingqing's whole person's momentum changed, the mouths of the villagers of Tiezui Village opened wide in shock, and their breathing was a little short. At this time, they realized that they had underestimated this young girl before, and now they felt that this girl had hope to clean up Han Songcheng, and at this moment, they felt hope. Even though he was some distance away from Bai Qingqing, he could still feel the oppression in the air.

The villagers in the distance could feel this coercion, not to mention the three people who were wrapped by this fluctuation at this time, the obscene and thin man at the back was already sweating profusely, trembling all over, his face was pale, and he felt suffocated.

Even the gloomy old man in the early stage of the foundation building realm had an ugly face at the moment, and he felt a sense of danger, he never expected that he would meet another person with a higher cultivation level than him in Huanghualing, not to mention that he was so young.

The only one who hasn't changed much is Han Songcheng, but his brows are tightly locked, and he secretly ponders, where does he still have a color heart at this time, even if he sees the dazzling spiritual weapon in Bai Qingqing's hand, there is not a trace of **. The young and bewitching girl in front of him turned out to be in the late stage of the foundation building realm like him, and he knew that he had been cultivating for decades, and he had some adventures all the way to reach his current cultivation, and this girl who was less than twenty years old had already done it.

The same cultivation will not make Han Songcheng retreat and be jealous, but he is thinking in his mind, it seems that it is impossible for things to end so casually now, and once he starts to do it, he is afraid that there are terrible elders behind this girl, such a young rising star can only be cultivated by some big sect disciples or big forces, and that is not something he can afford to provoke.

Not long ago, he killed the three masters of the Taoist temple on the mountain because there was no taboo, the three of them were just alone, although the girl in front of him was also in the late stage of the foundation building realm, Han Songcheng was not too worried in his heart, what he was afraid of was that when the time came, he would just clean up the small one, and a big one would pop up later!

It's just that Han Songcheng didn't know that the more advanced the cultivation technique, the faster the speed of improving his cultivation, and it was already very good for him to be able to cultivate to this point because of the garbage technique that he had not inherited and obtained by accident. You must know that those with outstanding qualifications can condense the elixir in less than twenty years!

Han Songcheng's mind was still thinking, considering weighing the pros and cons, but Bai Qingqing, who was already angry, would not give him so many opportunities to think.

Three sword qi came one after another, this time the power was much greater, that edge made Han Songcheng surprised, in a hurry, he could only avoid it with all his might, and there was also a sword qi that followed the gloomy old man, this black-robed old man in the early stage of the foundation building realm did not have such a fast speed to dodge the past, seeing the sword light attacking, he could only resist hard, you must know that there was still a person behind him.

With a roar, the spiritual power in the gloomy old man's body ran wildly, and then a blood-red aura turned out of his body, and as soon as this aura appeared, he went away with this sword light.

The sword light visible to the naked eye instantly cut through the light curtain formed by the blood-red spiritual power, and the ensuing power was greatly reduced, and the helpless gloomy old man only held his flying sword in his hand and swung it hard to resist this blow.

The two touched, making a metallic slamming sound, and then centered on the place of contact, emitting an invisible wave towards the surroundings, the sword light dissipated, and the gloomy old man took a few steps back, staggered, only felt that his entire right arm was numb, and the spiritual power of the whole body appeared to stagnate for a short time, and then a chill spread throughout the body.

Suddenly, the gloomy old man's face changed greatly, and he panicked all of a sudden, because the spiritual power in his body was less than fifty percent, and when he came before, in order to pretend to force the sword, he had lost a lot of spiritual power, if he had known that he would encounter this situation, he would not have wasted his spiritual power so much.

In just a short contact, Bai Qingqing's blow made the three of them at a loss, and at this time, Han Songcheng's face became ugly, because he also discovered the problem of his own lack of spiritual power, but he also came from the sword, and the mentality that could be stabilized could no longer be calm.

Raising his head, Han Songcheng shouted angrily at the gloomy old man, "Let's go together, get rid of her first, don't waste time." The words are full of killing intent, he can't care so much about life and death, although the beauty is good, but life is important, people can naturally fall into the magic weapon if they kill, just look at the appearance of the wind flower to know that the grade is extraordinary.

After Han Songcheng finished speaking, the gray long sword in his hand buzzed, the aura swayed, and a momentum that did not belong to Bai Qingqing also diffused, and the spiritual power around him skyrocketed, and then the spiritual power was mixed with the gray long sword, and Han Songcheng jumped towards Bai Qingqing with the long sword in his hand.

The gloomy old man moved after listening to Han Songcheng's words, forcibly endured the soreness of his arm, and did not retain the little spiritual power in his body at all, two to one was safe, the blood-red spiritual light loomed on his body, and then he took a step, the long sword pointed obliquely, and the two of them left and right towards Bai Qingqing.

Hum.

Zhao Jiuge made a disdainful sound in his nose, his face was cold, how could he give them the opportunity to beat Bai Qingqing, he knew that he didn't move from beginning to end.

Rushing...

A slight sound like flowing water resounded in the air, although the sound was slight, but in this tense atmosphere, it was like a pebble suddenly thrown into a calm lake.

A green light suddenly shone brightly, and the entire sword body of the Qingmei Sword trembled slightly, suspended in front of Zhao Jiuge's body, seeing that Bai Qingqing no longer pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, and Zhao Jiuge no longer had any reservations, the momentum in the middle of the foundation building realm was impressive, and the black robe made a sound.

Then the whole person was like a sharp arrow stretched on the bow, the action was the same as Bai Qingqing, holding the sword, turning his hand, the sword light appeared, and the same sword qi rolled away.

The gloomy old man was taken aback, in the middle of the foundation building realm, it was another foundation building realm, and the mood that could be stable before was now only frightened, and he could only barely fight in his heyday, not to mention that his spiritual power was not enough at his peak now.

I regretted it in my heart, I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out, although I cursed in my heart, but the movements in my hands did not stop, he gritted his teeth, and struggled to resist with a blood-colored sword in his hand, and now he could only pin his hope on Han Songcheng's body.

Wow...

Three times in a row, three sword qi hit him in front of him, and the gloomy old man who was caught off guard also took three steps back, and with each step back, the aura on his body dimmed a little, which made him cry bitterly.

So the gloomy old man simply dodged backwards, looking extremely embarrassed. And Han Songcheng saw Zhao Jiuge's sudden appearance, his face finally became ugly, he ignored Zhao Jiuge before, but who knew that these two were fiercer than the other, it was ridiculous that he was sent to the door today, seeing Zhao Jiuge's burst of spiritual power fluctuations, Han Songcheng had already sprouted a retreat in his heart, not only was he not in the peak, but he was also unprepared, in normal times, he and his vultures could not fight with the two of them.

I wanted to rescue the vulture, but I was chased by the angry Bai Qingqing, and the sword aura was full of inspiration.

Zhao Jiuge saw that the gloomy old man, that is, the vulture, kept dodging backwards, and he hurriedly chased after you, taking advantage of your illness to kill you, and killing these scum who were full of evil and did all kinds of evil, he didn't have a burden in his heart.

Thinking that these people didn't know how many bad things they had done and how many girls they had ruined, Zhao Jiuge's eyes turned cold, and the killing intent flowed out in an instant.

Suddenly, the surrounding space seemed to be falling, and the coldness could be clearly felt, and then a torrent of golden spiritual power rushed out from in front of Zhao Jiuge, the brilliant golden spiritual power was mixed with ice-blue mist, with a piercing chill, since the last quenching, this was the first time Zhao Jiuge used his spiritual power to externalize.

Boom, in an instant, this spiritual power tide rushed from top to bottom like an ordinary giant wave, and the spiritual power had not yet come close, the vulture had already felt the majestic chill, and the rabbit was in a hurry and bitten, not to mention him, a fierce light appeared in his eyes, and then he ruthlessly grabbed the lewd and thin man next to him, and threw it towards the rushing torrent, wanting to buy time for himself.

The left hand quickly took out a small drum the size of a foot from his bosom, the body of the drum was yellow, surrounded by red edges, and two beads tied with red silk threads on both sides. This is the vulture's most important belongings, the twilight drum. I snatched it from a monk in the Spirit Realm.

When the lewd and thin man in the psychic realm was caught and thrown into the air, he had a bad feeling, but the strength of the psychic realm seemed so small and weak at this time.

"Ahh......h

The lewd and thin man made a frightened sound in his mouth, his eyes widened, and then he soon hit the golden torrent, and the screams were also screaming, and then the whole body made a creaking sound, and streams of blue crystals instantly spread to his whole body, freezing him.

After Zhao Jiuge used spiritual power, Qingmei Sword was not idle, the sword light followed closely behind this trend, when the lewd and thin man was frozen, the sword light directly cut his body to pieces, and a living person died in a blink of an eye.

The first time he killed someone, Zhao Jiuge didn't have any sense of burden in his heart, but was full of pleasure, he felt that this was what he was pursuing, to kill to stop killing, and to kill all the evil demons.

At the entrance of the village behind them, a burst of cheers erupted, and when they saw a dog dead in pieces, these villagers couldn't help but cheer.

Han Songcheng's face was hard to see, a minion is just a minion, if he dies, he will die, as long as the vulture is fine, after all, he is his right-hand man. Hearing the cheers of those villagers, Han Songcheng scolded in his heart, waiting to clean you up later.

had the heart to rescue, but he was forced by Bai Qingqing to free his hand.

The vulture, which felt the sense of danger, also completely burst out, its eyes were full of fierce light, its spiritual power was externalized, and it turned into a piece of armor to protect itself firmly, and then its left hand shook violently from side to side.

Knock knock...

An eerie sound appeared slowly and rhythmically.

"Poof. The vulture spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the golden torrent and sword light that followed hit him one after another, and even if he had spiritual power to resist him, he was hurt. But his left hand had no intention of stopping, and was still shaking.

Knock knock, the sound is in the ears, shocking.

It didn't take long for Zhao Jiuge to feel a little dizzy, and his spiritual power had stagnated, even Bai Qingqing had this feeling.

At that moment, the vulture burst out, "Hurry up." After reacting, Han Songcheng immediately roared with the flying sword, and took advantage of the time when Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing lost their minds and pulled the vulture onto the flying sword.

In just a short period of effort, the vultures that used the twilight drum had no spiritual power, and the spiritual power of the dantian was exhausted. The next moment, Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing came back to their senses, but it was too late, although the spiritual power was working again, Han Songcheng had already escaped for one or two hundred meters. This made Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing both surprised and annoyed at the same time.

The cheers at the entrance of the village continued, and all this happened between the lightning and the flint, and in the blink of an eye, the situation changed.

"Wait and see, when the time comes, see who is more numerous, wait. Han Songcheng's angry voice came from afar, and the cheers of the villagers of Tiezui Village pierced his heart like a thorn.

Not to mention the surprise that Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing brought him today, he is not a person who is willing to suffer.

The aura of the flying sword gradually dissipated until it was gone.