Although the middle-aged man was only a small leader in the Lunatic Cult, he knew some of the methods of the Daomen, and the sword technique was one of the most common.

The current leader of the Lunatic Sect has an unfathomable cultivation, but he is not proficient in the art of the sword, and the true and profound method of the sword is all in the hands of the high-level of the Daomen, and it is extremely difficult to get it.

At this time, he suddenly saw that Qiao Chen'an had actually used the method of the sword, and he couldn't help but be surprised. He originally thought that Qiao Chenan had just learned some Taoism from somewhere, and he didn't pay too much attention to it, but at this time, he had to pay attention to it.

Even if it's just an ordinary swordfight, it's not something that ordinary people can learn!

If Qiao Chen'an has anything to do with those Taoist sects, whether he is killed or captured today, he must not let him go, otherwise there will be endless troubles!

In case you are targeted by the people of the Daomen, there will be trouble in the future.

The middle-aged man had a lot of thoughts, but he never imagined that the sword magic in Qiao Chen'an's hand would be snatched from someone else......

"Junior, give me death!"

The middle-aged man shouted angrily, black mist continued to evaporate from the surface of his body, his eyes were cold, his hands were like eagle claws, and he grabbed the oncoming flying sword with a ding, knocked it aside, and wanted to rush towards Qiao Chen'an not far away.

Hastily!

The steel long sword suddenly rose off the ground, as if the dragon was out of the hole, spewing out a sharp sword light, and slashing down again!

Although the middle-aged Taoist was strong and unafraid of the sword light, he didn't want to be beheaded in vain, so he grabbed the sword body with one hand upward, and the long sword suddenly made a piercing sound, and the golden light flashed, but it was difficult to survive further.

In the distance, Lin Fei watched the battle between the two from a distance, and saw that Qiao Chen'an had been at a disadvantage, and suddenly his heart was settled, and he said with a cruel smile: "Qiao Chen'an, weren't you still very arrogant just now?

"Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily, I'm going to cut off the flesh and blood of your body little by little and feed it to the dogs, so that you know what will happen if you anger my son, haha, hehe......"

Lin Fei was almost crazy, his eyes were bloodshot, the fear and hatred of Qiao Chen'an in his heart almost made him fall into a state of demonic shock, he had already lost his mind, and laughed wildly: "Die!

Qiao Chenan glanced back at him, and suddenly felt a burst of disgust in his heart, a little black light appeared in his left sleeve, Lin Fei was still scolding angrily, and suddenly a light and shadow flashed in front of him.

The next moment, I felt a chill on my neck, and my headless body appeared in front of me.

Dao Dao scarlet blood overflowed from the broken neck, his eyes were round, as if he was in disbelief, and he wanted to open his mouth to say something, but his eyes suddenly fell into darkness, and he couldn't believe that he was so dead.

A thought popped into my head: Why did I have to kill him?

But fate will not give him a chance to regret it.

The middle-aged Taoist didn't expect Qiao Chenan to still have a small sword hidden in his sleeve, and killed Lin Fei in a moment, and immediately shouted angrily: "You deserve to die!"

Although he was the one Lin Dafu invited to help at a great cost, not a subordinate, Lin Fei was killed in front of his eyes, and he couldn't explain what he said after he went back.

"Damn it's you!"

Qiao Chen'an drank loudly, feeling a little more happy out of thin air in his heart, and couldn't help but let out a long howl, wanton and arrogant, and sneered: "You are forcing each other everywhere, if you want to take my life, should I be arrested and killed!?"

"Kill!"

With a wild roar, he did not retreat but advanced, and rushed straight towards the middle-aged Taoist.

The middle-aged Taoist had upside-down eyes, his face was fierce, and he shouted in a low voice: "Look for death!"

However, the next moment, his face changed greatly, and he saw Qiao Chenan directly take out five talisman seals from his waist and throw them at him.

Boom five explosions in succession, and a ball of fire with a diameter of two meters suddenly erupted, enveloping the body of the middle-aged Daoist.

Qiao Chen'an retreated as soon as he hit it, he never fell in love with the war, his eyes were as calm as the sea, although the battle between the two had reached a critical juncture, which was related to his own net worth, but he was not at all nervous, but faintly had a hearty feeling.

Almost at the moment when he retreated, a pitch-black figure jumped out of the flames, still holding the long sword in his hand, but it had no beard, and its body was almost completely integrated with the night, leaving only two bloody eyes still dazzling.

There seemed to be a thunderbolt flashing in the void, and a golden ray, which was only more than a foot long, stabbed at him like lightning, like a comet hitting the moon, the middle-aged man was startled, and dodged to the side in a slightly embarrassed way, barely avoiding this blow.

It was the broken sword that Wu Qiuyue gave him.

The middle-aged man's left hand loosened slightly, and the common person who had been imprisoned by it suddenly broke free, let out a cheerful sword sound, turned several times in the void, and attacked the middle-aged man with a small sword left and right!

In the night, two brilliant golden rays released divine power, dispelling a large area of darkness, slashing dozens of hundreds of times in an instant, almost dancing into a golden ball of light, the sound of swords is endless, like a dragon dancing, a lonely crane roaring, this moment attracted countless eyes in the city.

The middle-aged man no longer had the confidence he had before, and in the face of the continuous attack of the two flying swords, he could only resist with all his strength, the metal roared continuously, and he really couldn't take it and resisted with his body, but he was not injured at all, and his two bloody eyes looked at Qiao Chen'an, staring at the attack of the two swords, and said cruelly: "I'm going to bite your throat!"

It's like a beast.

Qiao Chen'an's face was calm, but he was thinking about the way to win in his heart, although he temporarily restrained the middle-aged man with his sword technique, but after the other party performed the secret technique, his body was as hard as fine iron, and it was difficult to cause substantial damage at all.

"Uh......"

He suddenly snorted, and the pain in his eyes suddenly intensified at this moment, as if a fire burned a knife and insects gnawed at ants, and he couldn't help but let out a low howl from the sky, and his body trembled.

Seeing him like this, Huangfu Xuan exclaimed, "Brother Qiao, what's wrong with you!?" Looking up, he saw two lines of tears in Qiao Chenan's eyes, and his heart was even more worried.

Qiao Chen'an heard the voice and turned his head to look at Huangfu Xuan on his shoulder, who was suddenly startled, only to see that Qiao Chen'an's pupils were almost double the size of the original, deep as the sea, and there were faint signs of separation!

"Brother Qiao, your eyes ......"

"What's wrong with my eyes?"

Qiao Chenan was puzzled, after experiencing the severe pain just now, his eyes were now a little cool, and he could see things very clearly, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, but he couldn't help but be surprised.

"It's ......"

In his eyes, the middle-aged man's originally swift movements, and even the attack of the two flying swords seemed to have slowed down a lot, and it seemed that there were flaws everywhere.

In addition, in a trance, he seemed to have a glimpse of the way the true element in the middle-aged man's body operated, and the latter was covered with a thick layer of black mist all over his body, only the back of his neck was relatively much weaker.

Qiao Chen'an couldn't think much about the changes in his eyes, and his heart was full of thoughts for a moment, secretly thinking that this middle-aged man's perverted physique was probably because of these black mist, so it seemed that the back of his neck might be his only weakness!