It's just that Yuxin Taoist met Wang Rong, and he didn't see any movement from Wang Rong, the white light stopped in the air, and it was still one foot away from Wang Rong, and after a few seconds, the white light converged and revealed its original form, which turned out to be a white dagger of ten centimeters, that is, a short sword. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Looking at the short sword, Wang Rong said lightly, "It's really the Tiangang Blade of the Quanzhen Sect, you can condense the true qi as a flying blade, the innate skill has reached the third layer, and the cultivation is already the upper level of the Xuan Realm, not bad, no wonder you are so unscrupulous and do such a thing that hurts the heavens and reason, it's a pity." ”

Daoist Yuxin is face has changed greatly, the Tiangang blade has been controlled, he has been urging the true qi, but the flying blade that was originally free to do what he wants has been out of his control, and Wang Rong said the origin of the Dao Fa, and said that the cultivation is not bad at all, how can he not be shocked, "You...... Who is it?" his tone had changed, trembling slightly, and he was very uneasy.

Wang Rong sighed, "How long have you been cultivating?"

Taoist Yuxin was stunned for a moment, and said truthfully, "It's been more than one hundred and fifty years. ”

Wang Rong nodded slightly, and said, "This is not bad, in fact, you have a deep foundation, the Tao is pure, you only need to practice for decades to condense the Yuan Dan, alas, you have to take this road of harming others and benefiting yourself, this is your life, it's a pity!" With a sigh, Wang Rong stretched out his right hand and pinched the Tiangang blade on his fingertips, and then with a crisp sound, the Tiangang blade shattered in response to the sound, turning into a ball of white gas and dissipating instantly.

Tiangang's blade shattered, Yuxin Daoist's body was shocked, and he roared angrily, the long sword on his waist suddenly came out of the sheath, and a green light instantly filled the entire stone room, it was sword light, and there was a sharp and cold sword qi along with it.

Yuxin Taoist sword out of the sheath, the momentum is steep, the sword is facing Wang Rong, the sword is swallowing, the sword qi is condensed, like a spiritual snake, three or four meters long, it is already in front of Wang Rong.

The sword qi was pressing, Wang Rong's body was as stable as Mount Tai, staring at the long sword that was five feet long and sharp, he was a little surprised, and said slowly, "This is the Qingjiao Sword, what a sword!" After exclaiming, he continued, "The Qingjiao White Dragon is the fairy sword used by Qiu Chuji in the early stage of cultivation, and the quality is good, it seems that you have really obtained the treasure of Qiu Chuji." It's rare!"

Daoist Yuxin held the Qingjiao Sword in his hand, and his courage and confidence had increased greatly, but seeing Wang Rong's uneventful expression, he was actually afraid in his heart, and said in a trembling voice, "Who are you?" At the same time, he urged the true qi, the Qingjiao sword was prosperous, and the sword qi wanted to take a step closer, but the edge of the fairy sword was difficult to advance an inch for some reason, and it was frozen in place, the sword qi was swallowed and flashed, and the brilliance gradually dimmed.

Daoist Yuxin was already extremely frightened, he couldn't imagine who could be so indifferent and calm in front of the Qingjiao Sword, he couldn't imagine how the other party could resist his sword qi edge, this person was really terrifying.

Wang Rong stared at the sword light, and said slowly, "It doesn't matter who I am, what you have done is the key, since you can obtain Qiu Chuji's relics, you should cherish it, don't go on the right path, but you will step into the evil path, so you will be punished as you deserve, close the eight veins, and face the wall for ten years, are you willing?" He seemed to be speaking to Qingjiao Jian, and he didn't even look at Yuxin.

How can Yuxin Taoist be willing, close the eight veins, and cultivate to at least fifty percent, it will take at least twenty years to recover, and he is only one step away from the Yuan Dan realm, if he agrees, he will be a fool.

With a roar, Daoist Yuxin shouted, "I'll fight with you." The shout was like thunder, shaking the stone room, accompanied by a loud noise, the light of the frog sword was steep, the edge was shining, and it actually advanced a little, almost touching Wang Rong, and the Yuxin Taoist had an extra layer of dark black light on his body, condensed like a substance, it looked like a black iron armor, extremely hard, and could completely protect him.

Seeing that layer of dark light, Wang Rong was a little surprised, and said, "Xuantie armor, you also have this thing, not bad!" Another admiration, and he turned a blind eye to the edge of the Qingjiao sword, after a good sentence, he stretched out his right hand, flicked his fingers, the middle finger was slender, stretched like a sword, and the fingertips were a little golden, and they flew out, passing through the Qingjiao sword qi, and when they passed through the Xuantie armor, there was a soft sound of "pop", and the movement was like breaking an egg, short and slight.

Daoist Yuxin's reaction was a little dazed, his eyes widened, the Qingjiao sword shook a few times, the brilliant sword light gradually converged, and the sword qi began to dissipate, and finally the fairy sword took off his hand and fell to the ground, Yuxin Daoist's body began to tremble, his mouth opened a few times, and he said with great difficulty, "What magic weapon do you use?"

Wang Rong smiled indifferently, the golden light on his fingertips was still there, it seemed that he had never moved, the golden light dimmed, and a thing appeared, round and light, Wang Rong said coldly, "Use the magic weapon, you are not worthy, this is a dollar." With that, the coin was gone.

Daoist Yuxin stared at Wang Rong with disbelievable and unacceptable eyes, the dark iron armor on his body had begun to scatter, and he said with all his might, "If you kill me, my eldest brother will not let you go." ”

Wang Rong sighed lightly, "Kill all of them, what's the point of saying this, don't send it slowly." When the words fell, Daoist Yuxin collapsed to the ground, and after a few convulsions, there was no movement at all, and he died.

Killed a person, Wang Rong looked a little lonely, in the past few decades he was rarely stained with blood, and killing people is very rare, and in recent days there have been several people destroyed under his hands, although they are all to blame, damn people, but killing people is not a happy thing, he is a monk, he can have a certain power of life and death, but he is not a perverted murderer, it is not his nature to be cold-blooded to kill, it is better not to kill people if he can not kill, this is a principle of Wang Rong.

Looking at the dead Yuxin Taoist, Wang Rong sighed, Zhu Yong on the side was already stunned, from the dialogue between Wang Rong and Yuxin, he saw these scenes, he already understood that Teacher Wang was really not an ordinary person, he was actually a monk!

"Teacher Wang. Zhu Yong finally opened his mouth and shouted, his tone full of awe and admiration.

Wang Rong came to his eyes and said with a smile, "You know it's amazing this time, right?"

Zhu Yong blushed and nodded, and said, "Thank you, teacher, and this, if it weren't for it, I would have died a long time ago." He raised his left hand, and the bracelet on his wrist emitted a blue light, and it was this layer of blue light that made Daoist Yuxin helpless against him.

Wang Rong smiled, "This is a talisman, which is more than enough for this kind of goods." Saying that, he waved his hand slightly, and the blue light suddenly converged, and the glass cover around Zhu Yong disappeared.

At this moment, a light and shadow flashed behind Wang Rong, and the abnormality came suddenly and unexpectedly.