The devil slashes !!

After saying that, Ji Xiaosheng's eyes flashed, he was dressed in black and agitated, and his arms waved violently.

Immediately, a five-foot black sword qi broke out of the knife, roaring towards the pointed cone-shaped true qi!

With this knife, Ji Xiaosheng has already used all his strength.

"Boom!"

The two collided, the explosion sounded violently, and bursts of air rushed around, and the onlookers of martial arts were forced to retreat a few steps!

"Holy Church Master, the real name is worthy of..."The cold spear was held obliquely, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked at Ji Xiaosheng coldly, Yang Tianye said softly.

On the other side, looking at Yang Tianye with cold eyes, Ji Xiaosheng shook his head and was silent.

I saw the long knife in Ji Xiaosheng's hand, and there was already a crack on the knife body!

Looking not far away, Lang Yufeng and the wind are without a trace, Shangguan Feifei and Shangguan Ao are fighting each other.

Shangguan Liuyun and Ding Xiaoyao had already retreated to their respective camps, the two looked at each other from afar, if anyone moved, the other person would pounce, and each did not dare to move easily.

Changhong through the sun!

The jade hand pulled out a sword flower, the shadow danced beautifully, the ice jade turned into a white butterfly, and a sword hit the chest of Qiqin!

This sword is not only light and soft, but also has a hint of fierceness!

With his hands behind his back, his brows tightly locked, and a little under his feet, Qiqin performed the Meteor Moon-Stepping Body Technique, and immediately dodged.

"Hmph, Su Nu Pavilion is nothing more than that!" Looking at Bing Qingyu with contempt, Qiqin sneered.

"Shut up!"

With a scolding sound, Emei frowned, Bing Qingyu had a calm face, and rushed towards Qiqin again with a long sword in his hand.

A beautiful girl has an unfortunate life!

As soon as the lotus took a step, the true qi wrapped the long sword, the figure danced softly, and the sword pierced Qiqin's throat!

On the other side, the corners of Qiqin's mouth suddenly hooked, revealing a chuckle.

The palm of the hand is slapped to the waist, and the palm is really vigorous!

The sword that rushed to the throat suddenly disappeared without a trace, and it was actually an afterimage!

The real sword was stabbed into the waist and abdomen, and was caught by Qiqin's palm.

The sword move was broken, Bing Qingyu's beautiful eyes looked at Qiqin in surprise, biting her red lip, and the jade hand passed all the internal force to the long sword, competing with Qiqin for internal strength, and arguing.

Fang Xin was surprised, why was the Demon Lord Qiqin so familiar with his swordsmanship?

The flaws of each sword move, the Demon Lord Qiqin seems to know.

"Stand down!"

With a loud shout, Qiqin's palm pushed forward, and the true qi in his palm exploded, shaking Bing Qingyu back.

"What other tricks do you have?" Benjun continued..."waved his hand, staring at Bing Qingyu with a majestic gaze, Qiqin said in a deep voice.

looked at Qiqin in surprise, knowing that he was not the opponent of the Demon Lord Qiqin, but the master's fate was difficult to do, and he couldn't refuse.

As soon as Lianbu stomped on it, Bing Qingyu wanted to continue to use his sword and attack Qiqin.

"Qiqin, the old man asked you something..."

Suddenly, just as Bing Qingyu made a move, Ding Xiaoyao behind him took a few steps forward, put his hands behind his back, and asked indifferently.

"Senior Ding, please say..."Hearing this, he withdrew his big hand, and Qiqin said respectfully.

After all, he and Ding Xiaoyao have no grievances or hatreds, and Ding Xiaoyao has also helped the Holy Sect to survive the crisis, so he should treat each other with courtesy.

"Qiqin, you and the old man are confidants, why do you draw your sword against each other?" his fingers stroked the white hair on his temples, and Ding Xiaoyao asked indifferently.

"Senior Ding, master he... He's dead... It was in the hands of the white-clothed sword!" Hearing this, his eyes were red, full of hatred, and he glanced at Qin Xuan, and Qiqin's internal force transmitted.

This matter is of great importance, and it must not be known to those in the righteous path, otherwise the Holy Religion will face a crisis.

Hearing the internal force transmission of Qiqin, Ding Xiaoyao's face froze, his eyes widened, and he looked at Qiqin in disbelief.

Brother Mo... He was dead!

"Impossible! Brother Mo lives in seclusion in the small bamboo forest, and no one knows about this! How could he be killed!" his lips moved slightly, and Ding Xiaoyao said with internal force.

"Senior Ding! Master, he died in the small bamboo forest... Master he... He was beheaded by someone, and he died without a whole corpse!" With tears streaming down his face, Qiqin looked at Qin Xuan hatefully and continued to spread the word.

"There is no corpse dead..."Shocked in his heart, Ding Xiaoyao's figure flickered, and he took a step back with a sad face.

I didn't expect that the dignified generation of grandmasters, Mo Wentian, who was a powerful and evil way, would end up like this!

Looking at Qin Xuan beside him sharply, Ding Xiaoyao scolded angrily: "Qiu'er, have you ever been back to the Little Bamboo Forest!"

Startled by the master's angry reprimand, Qin Xuan thought about it and shook his head in confusion: "Master, the apprentice has never gone back..."

On the other side, hearing what Qin Xuan said, Qiqin clenched his fists and frowned deeply.

"Hugh has to quibble!"

Immediately thinking of the appearance of the master's tragic death, Qiqin rushed to the crown in anger, and as soon as the meteor stepped on the moon under his feet, he rushed towards Qin Xuan!

"Cen!"

With a wave of the sword finger, a shocking sword qi shot towards Qiqin, seeing this, Qiqin's face was shocked, and he hurriedly stepped back and slapped a palm.

"Boom!"

The sword qi collided with the palm power, and suddenly disappeared without a trace, and Ding Xiaoyao stopped Qiqin.

"Qiqin, the old man believes in his apprentice... You don't want to be taken advantage of!" On the other side, stopping in front of Qin Xuan, Ding Xiaoyao withdrew his sword finger and said indifferently.

With a wave of the long sword, seeing that Qiqin was forced to retreat by Ding's seniors, Bing Qingyu stepped forward and stopped in front of Ding Xiaoyao and Qin Xuan, and the long sword pointed at Qiqin.

"Being used?" Hearing what Ding Xiaoyao said, Qiqin's face changed, and then he fell into deep thought.

There are not many people who know about the small bamboo forest where the master lives in seclusion, except for himself, Senior Ding and the white-clothed sword, no one should know.

No, suddenly a light flashed in his mind, and Qiqin remembered that he had told the three hall masters about this!

Don't... A traitor in the Holy Church?

With a deep gaze, there was no trace of the three of them in the fight, and Qiqin's eyes flashed fiercely.

"Senior Ding, what you said is indeed right... However, the white-clothed sword is the most suspicious, and this monarch must bring him back to the Holy Sect!"

began to doubt the three of them without a trace of the wind, Qiqin looked at Ding Xiaoyao again, and said softly: "Senior Ding, if the white-clothed sword is wronged, this monarch will definitely let him go..."

The surrounding martial arts people, as well as Shangguan Liuyun and Li Buregret and others, heard the conversation between Qiqin and Ding Xiaoyao, and they were puzzled for a while, they all didn't know what the two were talking about.

"No, the old man is going to go to the Ten Thousand Poison Forest with his apprentice...", on the other side, shaking his head, Ding Xiaoyao refused.

"Senior Ding, since this is the case, Ben Jun has offended! Even if he is not your opponent, today Ben Jun is going to bring the white-clothed sword back to Yin Feng Cliff!" Seeing that Ding Xiaoyao did not agree, and the revenge of the master being killed, Qiqin said in a deep voice.

After that, he used the Meteor Moon Stepping Body Method under his feet and rushed towards Qin Xuan again!

"Demon Lord Qiqin! Look at the sword!" On the other side, Ding Xiaoyao frowned, his eyes looked at Qiqin helplessly, Bing Qingyu waved his long sword, and first took a lotus step and greeted him.

"Get out of the way!" Seeing Bing Qingyu blocking him, Qiqin was furious, raised his hand and slapped it with a ghost hand.

I have some relationship with Su Nuge, and I have no intention of hurting people, but the other party is forcing each other everywhere, and I can't bear it!

Changhong through the sun!

The jade hand pulled out a sword flower, the shadow danced beautifully, the ice jade turned into a white butterfly, and the long sword stabbed into the palm of Qiqin!

Even if the Demon Monarch Qiqin has profound skills, it is difficult for the master to do it, and Bing Qingyu can only fight to the death!

This sword, Bing Qingyu's head is full of green silk flying, the white skirt is fluttering, and he shoots with all his might!

............... (To be continued.) )