Haikui and Song Chengan fought for a few rounds in an instant, Haikui deliberately humbly beat Song Chengan down without coming up, and Song Chengan felt that it was inappropriate to kill people under the spotlight today, so he also showed mercy to his subordinates.

There are also exclamations and applause around from time to time, and I forget that this is a fight and a performance from time to time.

However, most of the cultivators who attended the meeting thought that they should not be killed, they had no hatred or resentment, and there was no need to kill, and it was good to try the friendship competition.

Hai Kui didn't think about killing Song Cheng'an, just to prove that their second faction in the world is worthy of this name, so that the self-styled second faction in the world can be recognized, and when the name of the Longmen faction clicks on, he will establish a sect palace to accept disciples.

The two of them came and went, you slapped Harpy with one palm, and Song Chengan's expression that was still smiling slightly dissipated faintly, and finally turned into a slight frown.

Haikui's spells were wiped out by Song Chengan one by one, and he also knew that he had left three points of strength and was currently on par with the middle-aged man in front of him, so he didn't know what year and month he would be able to distinguish between high and low.

Thinking of this, Haikui reached out and slapped his palm, and then closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the essence flashed between the opening and closing, stretched out a finger, all the essence and energy were concentrated on this fingertip, and the power of the whole body surged towards the fingertips, and an incomparably powerful feeling emanated from the fingertips, and there was a feeling of low cultivation around him, like a fierce dragon moving forward, and ripples that could not be seen by the naked eye slowly appeared.

This is exactly the finger of opening the sky!

After more than a month of hard training, Hai Kui's Open Heaven Finger was only a part of his cultivation, and then he had today's power.

He and Song Chengan have been back and forth for nearly a hundred rounds before, Song Chengan thinks that he can understand the opponent's cultivation, although he is equal, but Song Chengan knows that he is stronger than his opponent, because he himself has left a point, he didn't think about killing the person in front of him, just hurt him, but he didn't expect to fight for so long because he left one point, but he felt that this was the limit of the opponent.

When Hai Kui pointed out, the heavens and the earth felt a shock, which made Song Chengan's eyes light up and he was quite amazed, even the other masters next to him also had this feeling, amazing, but Song Chengan was thinking in his heart, this is definitely his last strength!

Song Cheng'an pinched his right hand, and his ring finger and index finger stretched out and drew in the air, their Taiyi Sect is known as the Fu Sect of course is good at drawing talismans, and a golden text was formed in the blink of an eye.

Hae-kui's fingers touched the golden text, and the click sounded as if it had hit the glass, making the glass shatter. The golden words collapsed, turning into countless golden fluttering butterflies, wrapping around Haikui's fingertips to stop Haikui's fingers.

Ling Yan chuckled behind him: "This Song or something's fighting method is so poetic, I think this kid is definitely a sour scholar before stepping into cultivation!"

Lao Chang chimed in: "I think it is!"

Song Chengan saw Haikui pointing closer, and shouted lightly: "Hurry!" The butterfly that flew in an instant transformed into a chain that was connected from end to end, tightly wrapped around Haikui.

It's slow to say, but it's actually extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it takes less than two seconds from Haikui reaching out with a finger to the time the chain is entangled.

The chains still couldn't stop Haikui's finger, and suddenly there was a buzzing vibration, and there were several bangs, and all the chains were shattered.

All of them could feel a slight shock, and those with low cultivation unconsciously began to have blood flowing from their noses, and their heads felt dizzy.

"It's not good, the disciples below Yuanying retreated!" Someone shouted, and many disciples with low cultivation found that they had retreated unusually crazy, and even those with high cultivation were shocked.

Song Cheng'an changed from slight attention to horror, his eyes looked at Haikui's finger in horror, he found that no matter from which angle he couldn't escape, what kind of cultivation was the young man in front of him?

All Song Chengan could do was wave his palm to resist.

A finger in the palm of the hand, the sound of bang bang bang is endless.

Song Cheng'an's body is like a small bomb, constantly bursting with blood mist!

"You ......" Song Chengan pointed at Haikui with one hand, said a word in horror with his eyes, and then fell down heavily.

Haikui was also slightly startled, and hurriedly stepped forward, Song Chengan's eyes widened with horror, and his mouth was open and he died.

Haikui's divine sense swept and found that his Yuan Shen actually faintly showed signs of dissipation, he didn't expect that Kaitian's one finger could actually kill his Yuan Shen, let alone that Song Cheng'an couldn't bear even one finger.

Hai Kui has been cultivating on the stone a few days ago, even the day before yesterday, he refined the first finger of the open heaven and at most poked the stone into fine sand, in his opinion, some people with similar cultivation can definitely resist such an attack, because the grenade above the middle stage of foundation building can not hurt a bit, the power of this open heaven finger, according to the feeling of poking the stone, even the power of the grenade is not enough, but he didn't expect to poke Song Chengan of this Taiyi Sect to death, which Haikui never expected.

Hai Kui was just about to make a move to defend Song Cheng'an's Yuan Shen, he didn't really want to kill Song Cheng'an, but a huge sword slashed towards Hai Kui in the oblique thorn, and the master of the sword mang's cultivation reached the early stage of distraction, Hai Kui had to resist the sword first, this time, Song Cheng'an's Yuan Shen suddenly coughed heavily and turned into a crystal and disappeared, pitiful for a distracted monk, even the Yuan Shen didn't have time to escape from the body and rushed into the street.

The master of the sword roared angrily, "You kill my senior brother, I will fight with you!"

Hai Kui fixed his eyes and saw that it was a man about fifty years old, not tall and shabby-looking, but his eyes were shining, and he was looking at Hai Kui angrily.

Hai Kui was also angry, "If you hadn't stopped me, your senior brother would have died?"

But no one believed this, even Ling Yan and a few people didn't believe it, because it was Song Chengan who Haikui shot to kill.

Senior Brother Song Chengan was angry, he had seen shameless, but he had never seen such a shameless one, and he killed his senior brother and now he is still relying on himself. Angry, he only felt angry that the roots of the heavenly spirit cover his hair stood up, and he was carrying a giant sword in his hand, and he raised his hand to greet Haikui with a few horizontal and vertical slashes.

Hai Kui regretted, regretted that he had killed Song Chengan by mistake, regretted that he had been prevented from saving him, and felt the huge power contained in the giant sword in the hands of Song Chengan's junior brother, he could only retreat step by step, just begging not to kill this person by mistake again.

Song Cheng'an's junior brother saw Haikui retreating frequently, he only had anger, and the sword wheel was like a hot wheel, the swishing sword qi flew around, and he didn't care about the other people around him, the sword qi was raging and rampage.

The surrounding people with low cultivation have retreated, and now those who are left in the shed with slightly higher cultivation have also scattered in all directions, so as not to hurt the innocent.

Ling Yan frowned slightly, stretched out his hand, Han Wenxuan was pulled behind him by her, she and Lao Huang did not take a step back, and a faint light emanated from their bodies, and the sword qi could not hurt them in the slightest.

Hai Kui's whole body was shrouded in a crystal light, and the true qi of the body protection was cut thinner and thinner, although there was a gap between him and the person holding the giant sword in his cultivation, but if he didn't fight back and blindly took a beating, sooner or later he would be killed by the other party, it was just a matter of time.

After taking a few steps back, seeing that he was about to retreat in front of Ling Yan and a few others, Hai Kui had no choice but to yell, "Don't force me!"

"I'll kill you!" Senior Brother Song Chengan also roared angrily.

Hai Kui's palms turned into fists and struck out instantly, with a loud bang, the sword qi between heaven and earth slowly dissipated, and there was another boom of dust, and a scream began!

Song Cheng'an's junior brother was smashed by Haikui's double fists and fell on the surrounding mountain, and a big hole appeared, which is not the point.

The point is that there happened to be two unlucky people standing in that direction, and they were used as meat pads for Song Chengan's junior brother.

The screams were made by two unlucky men.

Senior Brother Song Chengan staggered up from the debris, waved his hand to disperse the flying dust, took two steps forward, spit out a mouthful of blood, and knelt on the ground. It seems that although he was injured, he was not safe.

But Haikui was even more speechless, and two more people died, which was really an accident.

A few people rushed up quickly next to the place where Song Cheng'an's junior brother fell, and went up to check, and Hai Kui knew that the two unlucky people were dead.

Haikui was extremely depressed and helpless, it was really not intentional, he wanted to explain but knew that it was useless to explain, he sighed and was speechless.

There was also a person next to Song Cheng'an's junior brother, an old man with white hair, a crane-haired and childish face that looked absolute at first glance.

Ling Yan's voice came from behind, "Ye Shao, the old man in front has reached Mahayana cultivation, you should be careful." ”

Haikui was slightly surprised, but he didn't expect all the Mahayana period to come out.

The old man whispered a few words to Song Chengan's junior brother, Song Chengan's junior brother sat down cross-legged, pranayama and meditated, and the old man slapped his body, apparently to heal him.

Suddenly, a woman rushed out from behind the old man and went straight to Haikui.

"Give back my brother's life!"

Haikui was extremely depressed and said, "Girl, I didn't mean to!"

A magic weapon appeared in the woman's hand, a colorful fan-like thing, and a fan was aimed at Haikui, and the strong wind swept the wind and dust mixed with the slightest electric light towards Haikui.

Hai Kui pinched the trick, and with a low thought, there was a slight blue light in front of him, the temperature plummeted, and in the blink of an eye, a wall of ice was erected in front of him, "Girl, I don't want to hurt you, you retreat!"

The woman's cultivation is too different from Hai Kui, in the later stage of Jin Dan, she can be shot to death if she digs out a boogue, but Hai Kui doesn't want to hurt people anymore, so he can only resist.

The woman roared angrily: "Give back my senior brother's life." Continue to rush forward bravely, the fan in his hand is fanning frequently, and the wind is whistling.

Hai Kui felt that he didn't look at the yellow calendar before going out, was he a killer god possessed today, he didn't want to kill three people in an instant, and his mood was a little impatient, and the black clouds in the sky were stirred by the woman's magic weapon, and the ground was dusty, and it became a world of flying dust for a while.