"Hand over the sword and the magic sword, and spare you from dying. ”

There was no trace of sympathy in Zhang Qitian's eyes. In his eyes, except for friends who are enemies, he did not restrain his desperation because Zhou Yuhan was still a child.

"With me, you don't want to hurt him in the slightest. ”

Zhou Yuhan took out the magic sword, and his face was firmly protected in front of Yang Zhi. Even though the killing intent on Zhang Qitian's body frightened her, she didn't take a step back.

"yes, that's going to send you on your way. ”

Zhang Qitian showed a bloodthirsty smile, and as soon as his footsteps moved, the magic sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed. With a swipe, the magic sword quickly stabbed at Zhou Yuhan.

Zhang Qitian's speed was too fast, Zhou Yuhan only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the magic sword was already close in front of him. Zhou Yuhan subconsciously wanted to retreat, but when his heel touched the raft behind him, his little face suddenly became firm.

With a wave of the magic sword, Zhou Yuhan flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string. Zhang Qitian sneered disdainfully, and reached out to grab Yang Zhi's magic sword.

"Stop. ”

Zhou Yuhan, who had just fallen to the ground, spurted a mouthful of blood, jumped his body, and attacked Zhang Qitian. Zhang Qitian's face was furious, if he didn't stop it, he didn't doubt that Zhou Yuhan would cut off his arm.

"Get the fuck out of here. ”

Zhang Qitian scolded, and with a swipe, the magic sword slapped on Zhou Yuhan's chest.

With a scream, Zhou Yuhan flew out upside down this time, and this time Zhou Yuhan's blood spurted wildly, so pitiful.

"I promised him to take him back to the sect, no matter who it is, I won't allow him to stand in my way. ”

Zhou Yuhan's face was pale, and he moved over with difficulty step by step, and his hand holding the magic sword trembled.

"You're looking for death. ”

Zhang Qitian's face was furious, and his magic sword was raised, stabbing straight at Zhou Yuhan.

Even Fang Rong and Wang Yanlin exclaimed, they didn't expect that Zhou Yuhan would be so determined. However, a cruel sneer immediately appeared on the faces of the two.

As soon as he thought that Yang Zhi forced them back and made them lose their chance with the inheritance of Tiangang's sword technique, he couldn't wait for Zhang Qitian not to let the two die so quickly.

Looking at the magic sword that came quickly, Zhou Yuhan's face was like ashes, she couldn't resist, she could stand up, she was already supported by her will, she glanced at Yang Zhi with nostalgia. With moist eyes, he looked at Yang Zhi reluctantly and smiled lightly.

Zhang Qitian didn't spare his hand at all, and those who knew Zhang Qitian knew that once his sword was shot, he would return with blood. No matter how old or weak he is in front of him, his sword will never stop because of this.

Close, only two inches away, a delicate flower, about to be stained red with blood. Zhang Qitian showed a cruel look, and instead of stopping, he sped up.

At this critical moment, just when everyone thought that Zhou Yuhan was going to die, he grabbed the magic sword with one palm.

Zhang Qitian's face changed greatly, his sword was actually difficult to advance in the slightest, and the tip of the sword had already pierced Zhou Yuhan's clothes, but the blood-drenched palm was like an iron tong, clutching his magic sword.

"With me, no one should try to hurt him. ”

Yang Zhi's pale face was filled with a cold murderous intent. That bloodthirsty gaze, even Zhang Qitian felt a chill.

This is obviously the gaze of a human being, how can he feel like a beast in the wilderness. And Zhou Yuhan was completely stunned, she couldn't figure out for a while why Yang Zhi, who was obviously in a coma, woke up suddenly.

Yang Zhi moved in front of Zhou Yuhan with difficulty, and the hand holding the magic sword was as if it was not his, allowing the blood to flow.

"I've said that anyone who thinks of her will never do so unless they step over my corpse. ”

Yang Zhi's eyes are bloodthirsty, since that day Zhou Yuhan came to save him with the head of the family, he has regarded Zhou Yuhan as a person who has guarded with his life all his life. Dragons have reverse scales, and they die when they touch them. Obviously, Zhou Yuhan is Yang Zhi's reverse scale.

"Die. ”

Zhang Qitian, who reacted, was murderous, and Yang Zhi had completely angered him. With a burst of spiritual power, the sword qi above the magic sword instantly penetrated Yang Zhi's palm.

The splash of blood was as miserable as snowflakes in the sky. Yang Zhi snorted coldly, as if he was unconscious, and the spiritual power that had finally recovered a little in the secluded mansion instantly burst out.

Boom! Zhang Qitian's magic sword, as if frightened, instantly broke away from Yang Zhi's palm and shook back.

"Today, don't let any of you want to leave, all of you will die. ”

Yang Zhi paused word by word, just like the old Dao standing on the mountain of corpses in the Sea of Blood, raising his magic sword in his hand. At this moment, he is a world-killing god.

"Pretend to be a god and die. ”

Zhang Qitian shouted, and as soon as the magic sword moved, it was in front of Yang Zhi in an instant.

"Heaven, Gang, Sword, Trick. ”

Yang Zhi paused word by word, and the aura on his body was like a magic sword that completely dispersed killing intent, which was terrifying. The magic swords intersected, and the sword qi overflowed, Yang Zhi took a few steps back, and the blood in his mouth could not be stopped.

The more this is the case, the more determined Yang Zhi becomes. Although Zhang Qitian only took a step back, his eyes became solemn. Yang Zhi is obviously the last of the strong crossbow, but it makes Zhang Qitian feel the threat between life and death.

"Tiangang Sword Technique, he actually got the inheritance, damn it. Senior Brother Zhang is about to kill him, the Tiangang Sword Technique is the inheritance I said. ”

Wang Yanlin's soul was in danger, and Yang Zhi's earth-shattering sword before made him feel a great threat. Once Yang Zhi grows up, Yang Zhi will definitely remember today's account, and he will definitely die at that time.

Wang Yanlin was scared, he was really scared. For the first time since his debut, he felt what it was to be afraid.

"No wonder, in that case, I have to send you to hell. ”

Zhang Qitian took a deep breath, no wonder Yang Zhi's previous move made him feel such a terrifying threat. Yang Zhi sneered, his hole cards were not only Tiangang Sword Technique.

"Yes, then Yang wants to take a look. ”

Yang Zhi sneered. Staring at Zhang Qitian's eyes, a sharp light flashed in an instant. Zhang Qitian's eyes were suddenly blank and confused.

"Kill them. ”

Yang Zhi looked at Fang Rong and the others, murderous. A strange scene appeared, only to see Zhang Qitian struggling, twisting his body stiffly, and walking towards Fang Rong and the others step by step.

"Senior Brother Zhang, what's wrong with you, he's over there, kill him quickly. ”

Wang Yanlin's soul was in danger, and the scene in the ruins seemed to appear in front of him again. Zhang Qitian paused, and his expression struggled.

Yang Zhi's face turned ruthless, he slapped his palm on his chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he roared, "Kill them for me." ”

Zhang Qitian stopped his steps and took a step, this time his expression did not struggle, but his face was like ashes, as if there was no life.

"Senior Brother Zhang, what's wrong with you, have you fallen for his demon magic? ”

Wang Yanlin and the others' faces changed in shock, and they retreated step by step,

"Kill!"

A lifeless word popped out of Zhang Qitian's mouth, his body flashed, and a sword pierced the throat of a Qingyun Sect disciple.

This person looked at Zhang Qitian in disbelief before he died. He couldn't understand why Zhang Qitian suddenly made a move on him.

"Kill. ”

Zhang Qitian was like a puppet, drawing out his magic sword and killing others in the second time.

Suddenly, a scene of human purgatory appeared, Zhang Qitian was like a puppet without sanity, coldly killing the disciples of Yuanyang Sect and Qingyun Sect.

One after another, these people were dying with a shocked look. They didn't understand why Zhang Qitian would follow Yang Zhi's orders and kill them.