The blood from the mouth and nose of the monk of Nanqiu gushed out, more and more, it was like a blood hole, his eyes were almost closed, his breathing was weak, and before he knew it, his face gradually turned white, like a blank piece of paper, and then his face was distorted.

Soon, a miserable expression appeared on his pale face, and his expression had been fixed, as if he was begging, begging Qin Xiaotian to spare his life.

"Please spare me!" like the cry of a mosquito came out of the mouth of the Nanqiu monk, Qin Xiaotian turned his face sideways when he saw his miserable appearance.

In fact, many times, Qin Xiaotian didn't want to kill them, and he was forced to be helpless!

"If you want me to spare your life, of course you can!" Qin Xiaotian replied in a dull voice.

Do you think that I, Qin Xiaotian, like to kill innocents indiscriminately like this? It's completely forced by you. Don't let you lose convincingly, of course you don't know my Qin Xiaotian. Frankly speaking, an immortal cultivator like you can't resist me for a single round.

I don't know when the average immortal cultivator below the tenth rank is just like you, and they died before I could make a move.

I don't need a sword, just wielding the corner of my robe, it's enough to kill you scum. As he spoke, Qin Xiaotian's heart suddenly softened a lot, because, although Monk Nanqiu was arrogant by nature, he had already confessed to Qin Xiaotian the whereabouts of the disciples of the Blue Hades God Clan!

But Qin Xiaotian didn't like his arrogance, so he shot at him!

Qin Xiaotian spared him, and he only had half a life left. Unconsciously, his feet couldn't help but let go, trembled slightly, put his feet on the ground, and stood majestically, "You should taste great now!"

Tell you, don't be so blind in the future, Lao Tzu killed you, it's as simple as killing a chicken and a dog!

"I won't dare next time. Monk Nanqiu begged, and his words were vague and soft, his voice squirming as if he was free, and he looked pitiful, and the blood had blurred his entire face, which was beyond recognition.

Presumably, he has been seriously injured, and if he does, it will be a dead end in the end.

"Get up and take me to Longshan!" Qin Xiaotian looked at him coldly and yelled.

I have already returned your broken sword to you, as long as you pull out the golden fairy sword, it will be returned to its original owner.

After these words reached the ears of Brother Nanqiu, his face showed a slight hint of joy, which was quickly blurred.

He really wanted to snatch back his Golden Immortal Sword, but his skills were not as good as others, and it didn't take a round, if Qin Xiaotian hadn't spared him, I was afraid that he would have already gone to see Hades.

In fact, he lives like this, which is several times more painful than life and death. Qin Xiao killed him innocently, and he simply defiled his own hands!

Brother Nanqiu slowly propped his hands on the ground, trying to struggle to get up, but after his body twitched a few times, he couldn't get up, so he was screaming in his mouth, indistinct. In the end, Qin Xiaotian also heard clearly, "Sword, my Golden Immortal Sword!"

Immediately after, there were a few struggles, and everything was still so futile.

Seeing that he looked embarrassed, Qin Xiaotian laughed silently, then turned sideways and looked at the Golden Immortal Sword inserted in the ground, but saw an old man standing a few meters away with a grim expression, holding the Golden Immortal Sword in his hand, staring fiercely at the slightly proud Qin Xiaotian!

"Who are you? Qin Xiaotian was suddenly startled and asked loudly.

At the same time, he looked deeply at the old man who was speechless and very angry. The old man's face was full of wrinkles, long silver and white hair, long hair was floating, almost shoulder-length, although his face was cold, but he was radiant from time to time, the beard on his chin was also extremely long, his face was thin and fleshless, and he was wearing an ordinary robe, which was a little shabby and looked a little sloppy.

He was still staring at Qin Xiaotian tightly.

I don't know how long it took before he replied gloomily: "Boy, I should ask you this!"

It's a bit too much for you to hurt my disciple and pretend to be a good person.

After hearing this, Qin Xiao Tianwei frowned and said coldly: "If I don't guess wrong, you are the master of Nanqiu Monk." ”

"You know each other. The old man walked straight towards Qin Xiaotian for a few steps, then glanced at the Nanqiu monk who had fallen to the ground, and muttered in a low voice, "It's really a waste, it's a shame for me!"

Maybe Brother Nanqiu heard this, he wanted to stand up, but he couldn't stand, "Master, please save your disciple's life!"

The old man didn't say anything, but looked at Nanqiu monk coldly.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're the mighty Three Realms Qin Xiaotian. "You are not only young, but you are also a beautiful man with a good demeanor, but the means are too vicious!

Hmph, he should have died, but I was in a good mood today, so I just let him die for the time being.

With the old man's first-class skills, Qin Xiaotian didn't know that he was not an idle person, not to mention that Qin Xiaotian had seriously injured the Nanqiu monk, I believe that the old man in front of him would definitely help him get ahead!

"Master, master..."

At this time, the Nanqiu monk who fell to the ground kept shouting, "My Golden Immortal Sword, all disciples are not good·····

"You brute, you are like this, how did I tell you!" but you have taken my words as wind in your ears, and now you have lost my face.

My disciple of the Evil Immortal Dao, why is he so cowardly? I was beaten like this by a junior, and besides, I can't even protect a golden immortal sword, do you still have the face to call me like this?

"Evil Immortal Dao?"

What sect did he come from? This guy should be a wandering monk who taught an apprentice like Nanqiu Monk.

After a while, the Evil Immortal Dao took his gaze back, looked at Qin Xiaotian, and after staring at it for a long time, he said indifferently: "The surname is Qin, he has a little bit of a nest, but he is also a disciple of my sect!"

You actually beat him like this for a trivial matter, which is obviously disrespectful to my evil immortals!

"What are these words?" Qin Xiaotian's face sank, how did I know that he was your disciple.

What's more, I don't know any evil immortal dao at all.

Who let your disciple defect to the Blue Hades God Clan? He deserves it, and he reaps the consequences, so I will spare his life, but suddenly an evil immortal path will emerge.

"Don't talk nonsense, draw your sword!" Evil Immortal Dao glanced at Qin Xiaotian coldly, and then held the Golden Immortal Sword in his hand.

Maybe your kid has always despised my Golden Immortal Sword, but now I'll let you see it.

Evil Immortal Dao suddenly grasped his sword and took a few steps, his pace was steady, and his expression was steady and cautious. Judging by his expression, he should be a master of cultivating immortals.

However, Qin Xiaotian has seen more immortal cultivation masters, as if everything is numb, and he doesn't take the other party in his eyes.