The scar man, looking at the knife that made him even creepy, saw with his own eyes that it would tear the second child who had grown up with him since childhood, and only the scum was left, and it was scattered with the wind.

He was crazy with hatred, his eyes were full of blood red, and the killing intent was even more monstrous, and the cultivation aura in the middle of the golden pill was automatically released from his body.

He turned his head and stared at Qingya with his eyes, like a god of death, looking at a dying man, his face was only terrifying and gloomy.

At this time, Qingya was also pale, sweating wildly all over his body, occasionally spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his lips trembled lightly from time to time.

Although, on the way back, he quickly took a "Recovery Pill", and the wound kept healing and recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, this time his injuries were more serious. And the blade of the axe that slashed him also released a trace of domineering aura, rampage through his body, wantonly destroying the internal organs and meridians.

Qingya endured the pain, and hurriedly activated the natural Dao method, transforming the domineering qi in the body into a pure spiritual power, wandering in the meridians, and using the medicinal power of the elixir to accelerate the repair of wounds inside and outside the body.

"I want you to live better than dead, but the employer is in a hurry, and at the same time the contract (the contract, like the Heavenly Oath, is just one more record. No, you know how unwilling I am, and that's the end of you. ”

The tone of the scar man was full of incomparable resentment, as if even if he killed Qingya with his own hands, it would be difficult to understand the hatred in his heart. He held the axe in one hand, and the axe body exuded a domineering aura, and approached Qingya step by step.

At the same time, Qingya's face gradually began to regain its ruddyness, and the wounds in his body were also repaired. If you don't look closely or sense, you can't see it at all.

Just like now, the man with the scar who was blinded by hatred didn't see the changes in Qingya, and he was still slowly moving towards Qingya.

It seems that he wants to use this way to make Qingya feel scared and helpless at the same time, and at the same time, he is so desperate that he collapses physically and mentally. In this way, he can be comforted, his second child who has died tragically.

"Hehe... Only you can kill people at will, but you don't allow the killed to fight back, this bullshit doesn't make sense, you are really embarrassed to say it. ”

"Whoever kills, man will always kill him. Therefore, those who deserve to die, deserve to die. Kill..."

Qingya shouted sarcastically, and then the cold light flashed in his eyes, and he stepped hard under his feet, like a predatory wolf lurking in the dense bushes, rushing towards the prey, and the shining stone knife in his hand slashed down from the sky.

This sudden scene made the scar man stunned for a moment, and he recovered in an instant.

I saw that a grim smile was drawn on his lips, and when the killing intent exploded all over his body, he raised the axe and collided with Qingya's stone knife, and sparks flashed suddenly.

"Bell"

The breath of domineering and the years is constantly being released in their respective weapons, intersecting each other, intertwining with each other, two completely different breaths, and neither of them wants to suppress the other.

"I didn't expect that the wound from my axe would heal so quickly, it seems that you carry a lot of secrets. But it doesn't matter, when you die, I'll humbly laugh at it. ”

The scar man said greedily, and he who originally held the axe with one hand became a two-handed axe, shooting a more powerful and brilliant light.

The "forced" of Qingya to constantly cast the Seven Stars to shift and avoid those domineering edges. At the same time, he also fought with all his might.

"Quack!"

The ancient trees were broken, the boulders were shattered, and the position centered on them continued to extend to the surroundings, none of which were intact, and there were potholes everywhere, hurricanes infested, and different terrifying atmospheres were constantly destroying and diffusing in this area.

Some of the fierce beasts that were scared had already fled, and they didn't dare to look back... I'm afraid they won't be in this area again in this life.

Although Qingya has a lot of passive defense, he still finds an opportunity to fight back, the more frustrated he fights and the more brave he becomes, and at the same time, there seems to be an invincible belief in his body, which is quietly awakening.

This is a very mysterious feeling, which makes his deep eyes have an extra wisp of invincible confidence.

And this kind of self-confidence, as if he is looking down on the long river of time, glimpsing the past and the present and the future, no one dares to be dominant except himself. The kind of self-esteem, invincible self-confidence.

He is surrounded by a layer of qi swallowing heaven and earth, no matter where he stands majestically, it is full of coercion and overpower, between turning over and covering hands, crushing a heaven and earth.

The scar man looked at Qingya with some doubts, he felt that Qingya seemed to be different, but where the difference was, he had never noticed or felt it.

However, there was always an inexplicable and strong sense of crisis, which sent chills down his spine.

Whenever there is such a sense of crisis, there will inevitably be a great terror, which is what his countless years of experience have told him.

So, he looked at Qingya, his expression became even more cold and ruthless, and in his indifferent and red eyes, the killing intent rose and permeated.

"Kill!"

He no longer has any reservations, he just wants to kill Qingya as soon as possible, and then stay away from this place of right and wrong.

"Kill!"

Qingya also wants to solve the scar man quickly.

After all, he has offended a lot of people, and the road ahead is long, and I don't know how many people are lurking in the dark, waiting for an opportunity.

Qingya stepped on the mysterious seven-star shift, constantly avoiding the scar man's fierce attack, while swinging out the sword shadow, countless huge nets formed by small knives covered the scar man repeatedly, but he repeatedly broke it.

Between each other, there is no distinction between the top and the bottom, but the scar man is terrified, what kind of cultivation he is and what kind of cultivation he is, he knows it very well.

Moreover, looking at his rich spiritual power, his heart trembled even more, thinking how could there be people in the world who could not use up his spiritual power, messy and confused, which made him uneasy for a while.

Seeing that he was distracted, Qingya seized the opportunity, quickly came behind him, and raised his knife to chop without hesitation.

The difference between victory and defeat is only a fraction, and the fierce and unrivaled aura makes the scar man fall into an ice cave, and he can't move in an instant.

He knew that he had lost, and he had lost his life completely...

"Even if it's death, I'll pull you on your back. Boom!"

At the same time as the scar man said angrily, the clothes of his whole body were torn, and the whole person turned into a giant bubble in the blink of an eye, which exploded in an instant.

"I'll go, since..."

"Poof..."

Before Qingya could finish speaking, he was directly blasted out by a wave of destructive qi, and a mouthful of blood spurted out immediately.

On the way out, he kept coughing up blood, breaking countless trees until he crashed into a small hill, and his life and death were unknown.

"Nima's, who is copying the rabbit's nest, don't you know that this land within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles is all the territory of the rabbit?"

"Nima's, disturb the sweet dream of the rabbit master, the rabbit master will give you ten lives, and you will definitely die. ”

The sound is like vastness, the sound is like a bell... At the foot of the hill, in an inconspicuous place, there is a hole in the fist.

I saw a palm-sized rabbit (the only difference is the eyes, one white and one black) standing upright, his hands on his waist, a rabbit face full of pride, very underwhelming at the same time, but also like a proper outburst.