The long sword did not pierce Minghan's throat, but inexplicably broke into two in the middle of the process. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The shattered tip of the sword plunged straight into the ground, and the silver-white blade was still shaking slightly.

The frightened Minghan took a few steps back, his shirt wet in a cold sweat. He never thought that the well-known Qingxin Sect elder Qing Jue Zhenren would ignore the rules of the rivers and lakes and directly kill him.

Even so, he didn't know how he had managed to survive. In short, right now, there is nothing wrong with distancing yourself from the seemingly harmless but femme fatale woman in front of you.

Qing Zhenren's sword-holding arm is still swaying constantly, and with her eyesight, she can only catch a flash of dark light, and then her thirteen swords of Allure City are forcibly broken!

The pure heart sect is a peerless school, the martial arts are alluring to the thirteen swords, and the internal strength is pure and quiet, both of which are among the best in the world, and now they have been broken all at once?

Qingjue Zhenren is not a stupid person, and to be able to mix to the point of her, it is absolutely indispensable to have a delicate heart on all sides. It is impossible for the deputy gang leader of King Kong to break her moves so straightforwardly, and the person who comes is definitely not trivial. With the broken sword in his hand, the Pure True Person cautiously stepped back three steps and looked around.

In the distance, there was indeed a figure riding a horse slowly.

The rolling heat wave created by the scorching sun, when it reached the edge of that figure, was inexplicably swallowed, and together with the heart of the innocent person, it seemed to fall to the bottom in an instant.

"Yes, it's the owner!" Behind him, He Yong roared excitedly, others were so far away, they might not be able to see who the figure was. But He Yong was once frustrated under this figure, and the impression that penetrated into his mind was deeper than anyone else.

"The owner, the owner is back!" Ming Han even felt that his eyes were already moist. Leaving the Qing Jue real person alone, Ming Han got up and quickly came to the figure.

Accustomed to holding the reins, with his identity as a second-rate master and the deputy owner of the Blood Knife Villa, he was willing to be a horse boy who led the way, and the identity of that person was self-evident.

"Hmph!" Chen Tong's original good mood was destroyed in an instant, and his iron face was too strong, and he even pinched the teacup in his hand into pieces.

Behind Chen Tong, Qi Yu's face also became terrified, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something to Mu Sha, but he didn't say it in the end. Looking at the beauty in front of him, he shook his head helplessly, silently took a step back, and disappeared into the crowd.

It didn't take a moment for Ming Han to lead Luohe's horses to the front of the formation. Condescendingly, Luo He's eyes were indifferent to the pure real person, and his expression never fluctuated.

"Is Your Excellency the owner of the Blood Knife Villa, it's really a big ......" Before the two words could be spoken, the black light flashed, and a pillar of blood shot out from the throat of the pure real person. Then, the dignified Pure Heart Sect Elder Qing Zhen Zhen collapsed to the ground like mud, his eyes widened to death, and he didn't understand what was going on.

Luo He gently stroked the magic knife in his hand, Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight, the magic knife was worthy of being a magic knife, and not a single blood stain was stained on it.

"Is anyone still going to attack my Blood Knife Villa?" Luo He's voice was not loud or loud enough, but it was enough for everyone present to hear.

Cold, very cold. It was obviously a hot day, but it was like a cold wind hanging, and no one dared to make a sound.

Xiao Qiu held the palm of the long knife, and his eyes were full of sweat. He couldn't have imagined that with the skills of a pure real person, he was not the enemy of the owner of the Blood Knife Mountain Villa.

"Withdraw!" Xiao Qiu did not hesitate and gave the order. A person who can kill a real person with one move is definitely not something he can resist. As for what kind of punishment he will receive if he returns to the Yuan Gang, it doesn't matter to him, and being able to save his life is the most important thing.

The Yuan Gang helped everyone listen to the order, and everyone did not hesitate at all, turned around and left. They are just pawns, and there is no need to lose their lives because of this.

Mingham welcomed Luo He back to his position outside the League, and when Luo He arrived, his head was raised three points higher than before.

"The return of the owner of Luozhuang is gratifying. Chen Tong sat in the seat of the main seat, smiling without smiling, and forcibly choked a few words from between his teeth.

"I remember. Luo He's eyes stared at Chen Tong for a few breaths, and Chen Tong was faintly hairy in his heart.

After getting off the horse, Luohe slowly moved forward step by step, gradually approaching Chen Tong.

"I remember, the Alliance's forces in Heiyuan City have always been the final say in the Blood Knife Villa, when will it be the turn of the people of Qingtianmen?" with a little questioning tone, on the surface, he was asking Xiang Minghan, but in fact, he was questioning Chen Tong.

"When the owner left, Elder Chen led the men and horses of the Qingtian Pavilion to move here. Without waiting for Chen Tong to answer, Ming Han immediately preemptively spoke, regardless of Chen Tong's stinky face.

"In this way, when Qingtian Pavilion arrives here, do you want me to give way to the Blood Knife Villa? And you, what kind of thing is Chen Tong, dare to sit in my seat?" The black sword qi shot out instantly, mixed with the scarlet light of the Blood Sea Demon Skill, and shone at Chen Tong.

Chen Tong secretly prepared when Luohe approached, his whole body had already condensed his palms, and when he saw the black mangs appear again, he secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, and the Qingtian palm technique was shot, striving to block this knife!

After all, Qingtianmen Qingxin Sect has a good relationship, Chen Tong and Qingjue Zhenren have also had several faces, even Qingjue Zhenren is not a one-sided enemy, Chen Tong can't expect to be able to defeat Luohe, I just hope not to lose too badly, if you can get away with a draw, then for Qingtian Pavilion, it is a great thing.

When the black knife was approaching Chen Tong, it suddenly disappeared silently, and was replaced by several smaller and more difficult to catch traces of small knife light under the hood!

"Poof!" blood gushed out, not only from Chen Tong's mouth, but also his proud arms, which were already covered with knife marks at this time, and the blurred flesh and blood were clearly visible.

With the principal's chair, Chen Tong was blown out and fell heavily to the ground. How could that seat withstand such a strong blow? Only one cushion was still under Chen Tong's buttocks, and the rest had already fallen apart.

Qingtianmen Elder Chen Tong, no matter what, could not have imagined that he, who was prepared to attack with all his might, would not even be able to catch Luohe's move! Is he really just a handyman who was eliminated by the Qingtian Sect and captured by the Blood Knife Sect? I'm afraid it's not an exaggeration to say that he is the head of the Blood Knife Sect.

"Since you like this chair so much, I'll give it to you. Minghan, Ming'er asked someone to find a carpenter to make a sturdy chair, but don't be like the one in front of you, you can't catch it with any strength, and it will break. Without looking at Chen Tong who fell to the ground, Luohe greeted Mu Sha and took the initiative to take her hand.

Mu Sha dodged slightly, although she had a strange feeling, she didn't seem to reject it, and then let Luo He take hands and walk towards the direction of the Blood Knife Villa.

At present, it is only the end of the time, around the beginning of the Shen time, the sun has not yet set, and Chen Tong is already lying on the ground, so angry that he has closed his breath. Not far from him, Qi Yu lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly, never knowing what he was thinking.