The short old man's body popped, Qin Xiaotian was stunned, and he felt a half-dead turtle dying on the ground, and blood flowed out of his back.

He laughed and said, "Look, this is your junior brother!"

The tall old man had a cold face, rushed over, and shouted at Qin Xiaotian: "Don't hurt it, otherwise, Lao Tzu will have to fight with you!"

He protected the turtle behind him, stood with his sword horizontally, his face was extremely cold, and he looked left and right, and then pointed his sword at Qin Xiaotian, and said, "Boy, don't come here, otherwise my sword won't have eyes!"

Qin Xiaotian ignored it, but he stopped, raised his head, and said, "I have already said it, as long as you hand over the old devil of the One-Armed Venerable, this matter has nothing to do with you, but you have to be stronger!"

Why do you have to work for him like this, it's not worth it! You have seen that the short old man has been beaten into his original form, and his life's cultivation has been ruined like this, haha·····

Qin Xiaotian looked up to the sky and roared, and the laughter was full of contempt and ridicule for them, which was particularly harsh in the quiet middle of the mountain. It was rare for him to laugh so unbridledly, and at this moment, he felt that he was happy. In the Three Realms, now you can no longer find an opponent, as soon as you make a move, once you make a move, the opponent will either die or be injured!

The one-armed venerable who successively defeated the Immortal Venerable of the Outer Sect has now become a lost dog, hiding in the cave and letting the two substitutes for the dead ghost block it.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Qin Xiaotian shouted loudly with high morale.

The strength he had hidden in his heart finally burst out. This shout, Qin Xiaotian's heart was extremely comfortable, the tall old man was so frightened that he took a few steps back, the hand holding the sword was trembling, the corners of his mouth frowned, and he said loudly: "Don't force me, don't come over!"

"Hmph, who do you think you are?" "What other abilities can you have besides being taller? I, Qin Xiaotian, have been crisscrossing the Three Realms for many years, and I haven't seen anything! Are you still afraid that a few of you Shouxian Palace disciples will not succeed?"

In short, if you dare to spread wild land on the territory of my O'Mali Empire, I will have the right to destroy you! Tell you, what is the origin of your new palace master? Isn't he afraid that I will destroy him in the Bathing Sect?

The tall man lowered his head slightly, trembled, and said, "This is all the will of our palace master, regardless of my business!"

Qin Xiaotian took a few steps forward and said coldly: "Since you don't care about your business, get out of here, get out of here, the farther you go, the better!"

The tall man made Qin Xiaotian's momentum so frightened that he retreated one after another, and the turtle lay motionless on the ground, clearly dead. He couldn't take care of his junior brother anymore and wanted to run away alone. The tall old man retreated to the entrance of the cave, and the entrance was a large platform, all bluestone pavement, covered with many residual leaves, and they should have just been here.

The venue was a lot wider, and the tall old man's expression was a little more stable, he stroked his beard, his lips twitched a few times, and he said coldly: "Don't deceive people too much, you kid, Lao Tzu is also an immortal disciple of Shouxian Palace, I will fight with you today." ”

As he spoke, the tall man swung his sword out, leaned forward, and stabbed straight at Qin Xiaotian.

Qin Xiaotian saw that he was going to fight hard with himself, which was exactly what he wanted, and he solved the matter as soon as possible, so as not to waste time. "It's good to come, do you old thing really want to fight with me?" Qin Xiaotian smiled coldly.

He quickly poked out his palms and pushed them towards the tall old man, and within a moment, the sword stabbed by the old man floated diagonally to the side, which was caused by the impact of Qin Xiaotian's internal strength, and the unstable center of gravity, his arm immediately felt a kind of soreness, and it was suddenly accompanied by a sharp pain.

After a loud sound, he hurriedly drew his sword and returned, his hand speed was much slower, and before he could withdraw it, Qin Xiaotian's palm wind rushed over again.

At this moment, the tall old man felt a thousand forces pressing down, and he couldn't even lift his arms. The arm exerted force for a while, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang".

But the old man's mind was clear, his expression was depressed, and he cried out, and fled backwards. Maybe it's a survival instinct, at this time, if he doesn't escape, this is his hiding place.

On the whole, he is more shrewd than the short old man, but this time he met Qin Xiaotian, and he couldn't escape the arrival of death, so it was difficult to survive!

Qin Xiaotian didn't wait for the other party to stand firm, his other palm was pushed out, and he shouted, at the same time, the cultivation in his body stimulated a few more layers, and he faintly saw a powerful air flow quickly pushing towards the old man.

"Whew!"

The tall old man's tall body fluttered lightly, like a leaf, and flew straight out.

"Bang bang!"

Immediately afterward, his tall body fell to the ground, and he cried out a few times, "It hurts me!" and then his voice became more and more miserable, and he couldn't get up for a while.

Qin Xiaotian was a little surprised to see that he was not dead, and rushed over uneasily, rushing to him, seeing that the tall old man's expression was fixed, his eyes did not move, his throat was twitching, and then his mouth opened, and a stream of black blood spurted out, which happened to be sprayed on Qin Xiaotian's face.

He hurriedly took a few steps back, scolded, and said, "You old devil, you want to spray blood on my face before you die?"

After the black blood fell from a distance of more than one meter, it was like a rain of blood, and the smell of blood was permeated, making Qin Xiaotian a little nauseous. He took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood off his face, and then looked at the tall old man on the ground who had straightened his legs, black blood kept flowing out of his mouth and nose, and even his eyes were already filled with black blood, as if it was about to flow out of his eyes.

Qin Xiaotian believed that as long as he pricked his eyes with a needle, blood would gush out.

The tall old man has been injured by Qin Xiaotian, and he has the same fate as the short old man, and he is planted in Qin Xiaotian's hands······

The black blood has been flowing all the time, like a blood hole, which makes Qin Xiaotian very incomprehensible.

After a while, the old man's throat seemed to be choked by something, and his breath was already faint as silk, and in less than a few seconds, his head tilted and fell to the side.

This gave Qin Xiaotian a reaction, and the tall old man died.

Then, Qin Xiaotian didn't look at it, and walked straight in front of the cave, the gate of the cave was tightly closed, and the one-armed venerable must have hid inside to heal his wounds.

Qin Xiaotian felt that these immortal cultivators were too pathetic, and whenever something happened, they would flee into the cave, thinking that everything would be worry-free, but in fact, it might not be safe·····

For other immortal cultivators, this is extremely safe, but for Qin Xiaotian, it will be a danger, this is obviously a situation of closing the door and beating the dog, a dead end!

"One-armed old devil, get out of here!" Qin Xiaotian suddenly shouted.

You hurt the immortal venerable of my outer sect, I have to avenge them, and also, if you want to violate my outer sect, with my Qin Xiaotian here, you don't want to succeed!

After a while, a gloomy voice came from the cave mansion, and suddenly the door of the cave mansion creaked open, and the one-armed venerable man rushed out with a gloomy expression, his face was pale, as if his internal cultivation had not yet recovered. He is not like the previous immortal cultivation disciples, who have been hiding in the cave mansion and refusing to come out. And he was just the opposite of other immortal cultivators, and he had to struggle before he died, which made Qin Xiaotian a little surprised and admired.

"Okay, aren't you really afraid of death?"

I don't know if it's your revenge or what? Let me treat you differently!

"Less nonsense!" Although my one-armed Venerable is handicapped, he is strong-willed, and he must break the net with you!