Duan Qing's mood at this time, Huo Sen completely guessed wrong, even if it was the intestines and Wang Le, they still guessed wrong at this time, in fact, those who can really guess Duan Qing's mind are afraid that there are only dead flies, his simple mind can be imagined directly, Duan Qing's mind is indeed complicated, and he can't live today if he thinks less, but when he is fighting, his mind is all on the battle, concentrated, and all the rest of the distractions, which is only after surviving, is he qualified to think.

Duan Qing was thinking about how to solve the situation at this time, Wang Le and his intestines didn't move, the willingness was that as long as they moved, those people on the other side would naturally move, so in this rare heads-up opportunity created, if they couldn't solve the situation, the consequences would be unimaginable.

However, what he didn't expect was that when he met a low-level opponent, he was defeated by a weapon, and the other side just took out the golden sword, which made him irresistible!

For a long time, the cultivation direction that Duan Qing had come into contact with and felt made him feel that a monk, even if it was a person, was like a boiling hot pot, what you learned was the ingredients you put into it, and what you put in, you could eat it when the time came, so he always continued to improve himself, not letting go of any opportunity to learn, and working hard to make his civilian hot pot taste like a rich meal.

But I didn't expect that this civilian hot pot just met a one with lamb added to it, even if it was not so luxurious, it still played a crushing role...

"Kid with facial paralysis, haven't you figured out how to die? don't think about it, grandpa, I'll show you the way!"

At this moment, seeing that Duan Qing had no weapons available, Li Debiao on the side suddenly burst into a shout, holding a three-foot-long mace in his hand, and the whole person jumped up and smashed at Duan Qing.

"You..." Huo Sen frowned, dissatisfied, but he couldn't speak, he didn't want to tear his face with the Li family.

"Your opponent is me. Wang Le snorted coldly, drew his sword in his hand, jumped in the air, the tip of the sword was trickily picked at the head of the mace, and the sword momentum turned around, bringing Li Debiao aside and handing him over.

Huo Sen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it seemed that he couldn't run away from this head skill, so he mobilized the Jin Mang Sword at the moment, pointed directly at Duan Qingmian's door, and with a burst of shouts in his mouth, the Jin Mang Sword immediately turned into a streamer and flew away.

At this moment, Duan Qingyi grabbed a few broken sword hilts on the ground, raised his hand and shot out, the golden mangsword was like a manic storm, knocking these sword hilts away one after another, just after a momentary stagnation, he ran towards Duan Qingmian Gate again.

Tables and chairs, benches, cauldrons, firewood... Almost everything that could be caught was thrown out by Duan Qing, but the effect was only to delay, and with a breath, Li Debiao's mace smashed over again, Wang Le's eyes were quick, and a spell was played, forcing Li Debiao to retreat three steps, and her sword followed, pulling him to the side again and fighting.

Wang Le and Li Debiao have similar strength, the two have been fighting for a long time, but it is difficult to distinguish between the top and the bottom, and the seriously injured intestines cannot use their true qi, Duan Qing knows that there is less and less time left for him, and the guys around him are itching, but it seems that because of the identity of Huosen, they dare not come to grab the merit easily, only Li Debiao dares to move.

"But I don't have any weapons to use anymore, if I drag him away, everyone in the intestines will definitely be hurt..."Duan Qing secretly hated in his heart, and was hesitating, when he suddenly remembered that he was not unarmed, and there was at least one in the storage bag... Of course, if the little guy who is less than a foot long can be regarded as a sword!

"Look at it! That guy is defenseless, and he should be unstoppable!"

"What does that kid compare to Brother Fire? Brother Fire has won, definitely!"

"Hehe, our brothers, we will be able to go to Tianlan Sect soon, maybe the sect master will be happy and reward a few exercises, and our family will soar in the future!"

Listening to the surrounding discussions, Huo Sen was very proud, yes, at this kind of battle, he still had time to listen to the surrounding voices, if pretending not to be forced was not to get applause, it would be meaningless, not to mention that this was no longer a battle, but a complete crushing, when a smug smile on the corner of his mouth was raised, he snorted coldly: "Die!"

Jin Mang was approaching, saying that it was too late, it was too fast, Duan Qing's right hand wiped from the storage bag, and then stabbed forward suddenly, and with a ding, Jin Mang's momentum was suddenly stopped.

"Huh, what's the stop?"

"I don't know, that kid seems to have taken something just now, blocked in front of him, and then that's it. ”

"Blocked? You mean, he blocked it? How is this possible! What capital does he have to block the Golden Mangjian that has been inherited by the Fire Family for more than three hundred years? That's a top-grade magic weapon!"

"yes, how is that possible?"

The people brought by Sun Jinglin were completely stunned, they could be said to be quite clear about the power of the Golden Mangjian Sword, not to mention the things in Duan Qing's hands, even if it was their medium-grade magic weapon, they didn't dare to touch it easily, only by taking out an equal magic weapon could they have the power to fight, but what was going on now?

What these people think, in fact, is also what Duan Qing thinks, but the most important thing now is that he really felt that the sword in his hand that could not be called a sword at all really blocked the opponent's attack, and even felt a trace of pleasure, like an iron rod smashing... A porcelain vase...

Although Duan Qing was very surprised and pleasantly surprised, this is the feeling!

At this time, Huo Sen was also dumbfounded, he couldn't believe his eyes, what kind of thing was Duan Qing holding in his hand? It was not so much a sword as a piece of iron, just such a black thing, it actually blocked his golden sword? and...

"Click!" There was a crisp sound, and the golden sword shattered into countless pieces and fell to the ground one after another.

"This..."Huo Sen was shocked and just wanted to raise his hand to point at Duan Qing to say something, but a line of blood erupted from his nose and ears, and he fell straight to the ground, smashing up a small piece of dust. His divine sense and the Golden Mang Sword have always been fused, and the shattering power of the Golden Mang Sword has also impacted his divine sense, and the damage he has received may not be lighter than the Golden Mang Sword.

"Huh? this..."

At this time, even Li Debiao was stunned, and after shaking Wang Le's move, he hurriedly retreated to the side, stretched out his hand and pressed on Huo Sen's neck, only then he breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, he was only seriously injured and unconscious, if someone died, he would have no loss, but if he was embarrassed, he would lose a lot, so many people came to arrest a small loose cultivator, and he had already been in a coma for two, this word spread out, even if the next thing today ended successfully, they were already a failure.

"Who are you?" Li Debiao slowly stood up, as if he was afraid that some drastic movements would stimulate Duan Qing, first glanced at Duan Qing, and then looked at the iron bar in Duan Qing's hand, in his perceptual power, he didn't feel any fluctuations emanating from it, but the facts in front of him made him absolutely unable to believe that it was just an iron bar, it must be a treasure, and more importantly, he had never heard of it, so he subconsciously remembered, did a loose cultivator really dare to kill the Meteor Hall and the disciples of the Tianlan Sect?

This person's background must be extraordinary!

Li Debiao couldn't help but be more cautious, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, he had done it countless times, even now when he recalled the shocked expressions of those rich people in the countryside at that time, he couldn't help but feel a burst of darkness, he didn't want to die in the routine he played when he was in his twenties, and he couldn't help but make a gesture of asking for advice.

What kind of person is Duan Qing, who has lived on the garbage star for more than 20 years, and if he can't learn to judge the situation under the pressure of the environment, he will suffer, at this time, when he looks at Li Debiao's misunderstood posture, his posture did not deliberately straighten, but he flicked his sleeves, and in his indifferent look, a touch of melancholy flashed, which seemed unusually profound, which made Li Debiao secretly say that it was not good, but he really guessed correctly, and his posture changed slightly, and it became a deaf listen.

"This sword..."Duan Qing put the iron bar he didn't even know what it was in the palm of his hand, his expression became extremely serious, as if he was facing an incomparably sacred thing, his voice was even deeper, as if it came from ancient times, and he said quietly: "This sword, inherited in the primeval period, is so powerful that even now I don't dare to use it easily, there is no way, you have all seen it, as for me... My name, I think you all already know it, there is no need to say this again, I think you should be more interested in my title..."

All eyes were on him, and his eyes were as wide as light bulbs.

"How long ago, how long? I don't remember, but I remember they called me ... Ancient Sword Immortal..."

The voice was long, as if he had traveled through time and space since ancient times, his face became more hesitant, a pair of indifferent eyes without too many fluctuations, as if he remembered something from the past, and became extremely distant, revealing a deep taste all over his body...

"The primeval of the Jindan period... Sword Immortal?"

Li Debiao can feel that the deep taste is definitely not fake, but in his realm, he doesn't have any natural physique... Li Debiao suddenly remembered a possibility, it was a hundred years ago, a cultivation genius, less than forty years old reached the realm of refining gods, but he didn't know what to think, but he felt that his path was wrong, after thinking about it, he resolutely killed himself, but every thirty years, a stunning genius once again caused a sensation in the world, at the age of thirty reached the peak of the Yuan Infant Period, in addition to not being a family, not only the name is the same, even if the appearance is not much different, this person is Yang Lanjun.

Regarding Yang Lanjun's affairs, low-level people know very little, and high-level people rarely mention it, as if they are afraid of something, but it is undeniable that the Yang family where Yang Zhujun is located and the Yang family where Yang Lanjun is located are all ranked first-class families at this time, compared with before, it is by no means as simple as only going up one floor.

Could it be that the person in front of him is similar to that Yang Lanjun?