The wrinkled skin was now even more tangled, his eyes were dull, and his expression was haggard and sentimental, not to mention the bloodstains on his chest that stained his rich crane red. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Master, how did you come out" With red eyes, the long legs ran to the sect master who was as close as her father, and she glanced at Yang Qing with a 'spare your eyes'.

Old Sect Master Wang looked at Yang Qing slowly, "Is the virtuous nephew injured?"

Yang Qing returned to his usual size, removed the golden bell jar, and waved his hand at the old sect master with a smile, "It's okay, physical cultivation is naturally resistant to beating." “

"Oh" Old Sect Master Wang nodded with confused eyes, seeing that this kid was definitely not talking or laughing, he turned to ask, "I don't know if Yang Xian's nephew has made a move to finish him after defeating Zhan Tianyou." “

Yang Qing laughed loudly when he heard that the other party didn't believe in his strength so much, "If it's not me who blows, it is impossible for any enemy who is attacked by my punch to survive, not to mention that my punch hit him in the heart, he will never survive even if he has eight lives." ”

"Sect Master Yang didn't say that you are ignorant, if you hit other parts of his body, it will be fine, but it is so coincidental that you have to punch the heart, he will definitely escape now" The long legs sneered, and finally seized the opportunity to strike this arrogant barbarian with no one in his eyes.

"How is it possible?" this time it was Yang Qing's turn to open his eyes wide, there are still people in this world whose hearts have been fatally destroyed and can still not die, opening his mouth in disbelief, "Could it be that Zhan Tianyou's heart is on the right side, and he is a legendary 'mirror man'." “

"It's not that his heart grows on the right side, but that the 'Shenyu' sword in his hand is one of the top ten famous swords in the world, and it has the special effect of 'Xizi holding the heart'," explained Old Sect Master Wang.

"Xizi is hearty!" Yang Qing frowned deeply, saying that he couldn't understand, what the hell is this anti-heaven function, Zhan Tianyou, this kid is already fierce enough, and how can other players in this world live with this BUG-like magic weapon.

"It is able to offset a fatal blow to the heart, and the characteristics of the sinking fish sword in his hand 'Xizi Holding the Heart' are well known, how can Yang Xian's nephew not know", Wang Lao Sect Master also hates iron and steel, and a nuclear bomb-level terrorist like Zhan Tianyou will sooner or later verify that 'fighting snakes will not die, and there will be endless troubles'.

"Is this okay?" Yang Qing has an understanding of this world, and he is not afraid that you can't do it, but he is afraid that you can't think of it. However, the characteristics and functions of this 'Sinking Fish Sword' are obviously not as powerful as the 'Zhao Guts' of the white-clothed divine sword and the 'Juque' in the hands of the senior sister.

Yang Qing's last two 'cannon-shaped' punches hit him in the abdomen, which was resisted by his inexplicable magic skills, and a punch that was good to die attacked his heart, just triggering the function of the sinking fish sword 'Xizi Holding the Heart' in the opponent's hand.

If Yang Qing attacked other parts of his body, this kid would definitely be dead today and couldn't die anymore, nine lives were not enough. But who would do that, abandon the critical parts of the heart and attack the other five critical places.

Everyone looked at this slammed body cultivator with foolish eyes, it was well known that the Sinking Fish Sword in Zhan Tianyou's hand had the characteristics of 'Xizi Holding the Heart', which was common sense.

"No knowledge kills people" Yang Qing pinched his nose and admitted, but then smiled comfortably, "As long as I know this kid's weakness, if he dares to appear in front of me from now on, I promise to slap him to death with one palm." “

Seeing that these people were all looking at him with idiotic eyes, Yang Qing's face turned red, and he changed the topic and said, "Don't stand here stupidly, let's talk about the wind!"

After a big war, countless crying and sorrowful screams resounded constantly outside the ten-mile long pavilion, and they were classmates with deep friendship just now, and the next second they were separated forever.

Because of the dangerous environment, these disciples of the Luoyang Academy who died in a foreign land could only be scribbled buried, with no flowers, no bathing, no yellow paper and white money, only silent crying and sentimental desolation.

Yang Qing looked at these Luoyang Academy Palace disciples with a complicated face, they were doing the final farewell ceremony. Fortunately, the six disciples he brought from the Chaoge Academy Palace survived intact, although these disciples were all wounded.

Scar cried and mourned, and finally recovered from the last injury, it didn't take long for him to see red again, and since he followed this sect master, he was really terrified.

Yang Qing laughed out loud and called the six disciples over, "No matter what kind of battle you encounter in the future, you must be like today, if you can fight, you can fight, if you can't fight, you can run, and it is better to die than to live." ”

"Isn't the doctrine of the Martial Sect 'the way of martial cultivation, rather bending than bending'?" Scarring shrugged his face very puzzled, the young sect master's teachings had a serious conflict with the twenty years of ideological education he had received.

"Fart" Yang Qing looked at the scar with hatred, "People have all hope when they are alive, but when they die, they will be a hundred, and when the time comes, other men will sleep with your wife and beat your baby." ”

Scar wanted to argue with reason, but unfortunately he couldn't refute half of the young sect master's words even though he blushed.

Yang Qing laughed, waved his hand and hurriedly ordered, "Before you can think of anything to refute me, you need to do what I say, it's not too early, let's retreat quickly, in case the enemy's ultimate boss kills us, we won't be able to escape." ”

It really verified the sentence 'good things don't come, bad things come in pairs', just as Yang Qing's words fell, all his six disciples looked at the sky in the direction of the Fu Road with a demented expression.

"What are you doing...... Yang Qinggang turned his head and opened his mouth directly into a big O-shape, and he was so frightened that he didn't say a complete sentence.

In the deep black sky, a cyan shadow continued to expand, shooting from the side of the road.

Yang Qing and the six disciples, look at me, I look at you, and their frightened eyes are all stating a fact, the leading elder brother of the entire Six Mansions, the sect master of the Xiqi School Palace, and the peerless sword cultivator of the Megatron world, Qin Tianwen, really chased after him.

At this time, the Luoyang School Palace was also chaotic, and they couldn't be blamed. As long as it is a martial cultivator of the Six Mansions who has not heard of the fierceness of the Qin Sect Master, this fierce man has not tasted defeat since his debut.

Most of the martial cultivators here may be his admirers, 'One Sword Descends the Heavenly Mountain', 'The Forbidden City Decisive Battle', 'The Great Battle of Yunmengze'...... His heroic deeds are innumerable, and if there is any monk who can become the object of worship of the same monk, it is undoubtedly this famous Qin Sect Master.

And his title is also thunderous, even Yang Qing, a knowledgeless traverser, has calluses in his ears, 'Flying Immortals Outside the Sky' This is his title, although other sword cultivators are also practicing swords, they can only be called 'swordsmen', only he is called 'Sword Immortal'.

"Nephew Yang Xian, let's bend our heads and admit our mistakes!" Sect Master Wang didn't know when and where he came out, leading two subordinates who were related to each other.

The usually unruly long legs are now like an angry girl, and there is no longer the brave and diligent just now, vertical and horizontal, and a picture of 'willing to dare to pull the emperor off the horse' The appearance of being a "willing to dare to pull the emperor off the horse" was thrown into which Java country she didn't know.

The arrogant Shen Qingfeng is also trembling now, clamping this ass, and he doesn't even dare to let a fart go.

"I'm a grass mud horse" Yang Qing hated to 'spit' on the ground, directly tore off his shirt and opened the 'Golden Bell Jar' to rush towards the other party, and didn't forget to say to the others, "You guys retreat first, Lao Tzu really wants to try if he is so mysterious as the legend says today?"

The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man is gone!!

Everyone is now looking at this fierce man with a complicated expression, the wind knows the strength of the grass, and the bandang knows the martial cultivation, and it is only when the thousand troops are fired that they can see the difference of this young sect master.

"Since Yang Xian's nephew has bought time for us, let's retreat quickly", Old Sect Master Wang quickly issued the highest order for his disciple Zhang Luo to get up, and if he doesn't run now, he will wait for when.

"Hmph, this time it's like a gentleman" Bai Surou looked at Yang Qing's gradually disappearing figure, the other party who had always been obscene, arrogant, and arrogant in her mind, and now it has completely changed, like a golden-armored warrior who opened the world.

Scar and the other five disciples looked at each other depressedly, this sect master's face changed too quickly! The sting of the dragon and snake, in order to survive', is now righteous and awe-inspiring, forgetting life and death, where is this?

"Mom, pull a baffle" The resentment in Yang Qing's heart was really uncomfortable, and his luck was really sad to get home, what to say.

Looking at the speed of the opponent's imperial sword's flight, he would definitely not be able to run away, with Yang Qing and the other party's various hatreds and miscellaneous together, this Qin sect master let everyone go, but he would not let himself go.

Rather than die and eat all the birds and throw themselves into the forest, it is better to fight with this legendary sword cultivator alone, and there is still a chance of life if you don't get it.

The figure of the other party is getting bigger and bigger above the dark sky, and this dangerous momentum is also becoming more and more violent.

Don't be stronger than Zhan Tianyou, the white-clothed divine sword, and the senior sister who are also sword cultivators, if their momentum is a clear and flowing river, then this is the angry sea exuded by the Qin sect master, and the gap is so big.

A strong person is a strong person, and no matter how you disguise it, you can see it at a glance in the crowd. Sect Master Qin, who was stepping on the sword void and standing in the wind, also saw Yang Qing standing in the shadow of the mansion road, and it was difficult not to attract people's attention if he was nearly two blades tall.

What's more, the boiling momentum emanating from his body was like boiling water, and his muscles were tangled together, and the lifelike golden light shining like the sun was shining all over his body.

"Dare to ask if you are the Yang Qingyang Sect Master of the Chaoge Academy?" Qin Tianwen, who was stepping on a bronze sword, opened his mouth and asked the strong man below, although he was asking, he had already guessed the answer, who else could he cultivate his body to such a terrifying realm.