"Uncle Shi. Peach Blossom Eyes' heart was full of anger, and she looked at the middle-aged man who was a little too low-key.

"Yehua, don't say a word. The middle-aged man seemed to have a knot between his eyebrows, and said softly.

Peach Blossom Eyes' chest rose and fell: "Uncle Shi, when has our Flying Sword Sect been treated with this kind of contempt?

The middle-aged man paused for a moment and said hesitantly: "You are not all right, why do you force your life to the opposite side?"

Yehua snorted coldly and said to Ning Caichen: "I'll just stand here, if you have the ability, you will kill me." ”

Ning Caichen looked at Qingyu and said softly, "You also heard it, it was he who asked for it." After saying a word, without giving anyone time to react, the Silver Moon Falling Star Bow and the Thunder Arrow were matched together, and purple light flew out and shot through Yehua's head.

"Yehua ......" Everyone was dumbfounded, and the middle-aged man flew to Peach Blossom Eye in grief and caught his body.

"Demons are killed!" The disciples of the Flying Sword Sect were furious, brandishing their long swords and charging fiercely. Between the sword qi and the horizontal, the sky and the earth were cold.

"He begged me to kill him, what do you want to do!" Ning Caichen exhaled, and his voice was like thunder, making everyone's footsteps slow down subconsciously.

"Senior Brother Yehua is angry, who would have thought that you would really kill him. A female disciple said with tears on her face.

Ning Caichen stood in place with a serious face: "Everyone has to be responsible for what they have said and done. If all agreements, all oaths, can be replaced by angry words, then what reason is there in this world?"

"We don't care so much, we just know that you killed Senior Brother Yehua. Someone said sadly.

Ning Caichen looked at the middle-aged man: "Don't force me to kill." ”

The middle-aged man pulled out the long sword in his hand and came to him step by step: "Defeat me, no one can control what you want to do." ”

"I will not fight you. Ning Caichen was calm and serious: "I can't beat you." ”

"Then pay for your life. The Flying Sword Sect disciple shouted.

Ning Caichen glanced at him coldly, and said to the middle-aged man: "I can't beat you, but someone on my side can kill you, are you sure you want to make a move?"

Unlike the disciples who ridiculed this, the middle-aged man believed that Ning Caichen was not lying, so the sadness on his face was even worse: "I don't want to die, but I need to maintain the dignity of the sect." You shouldn't kill Yehua, this pushes the two of us to a completely opposite camp, irreconcilable. Even, Qingyu will be implicated because of you...... Yehua, he is the child of one of the elders in the door. ”

Ning Caichen was silent for a moment and beckoned to Qingyu: "Come." ”

Qingyu stood in place, tears streaming down her face: "Flying Sword Gate, you are very good to me, and you have the grace of preaching and teaching." ”

Ning Caichen frowned, and said to the middle-aged man: "I won't kill you, you have to promise to protect Qingyu in the future and not let her suffer any harm." Otherwise, not only will you die, but your Flying Sword Gate will perish. ”

"Let's fight first. The middle-aged man sighed.

Ning Caichen patted the jade pendant, and the fairy in white stepped into the air, suspended above everyone's heads, and looked at the people of the Flying Sword Gate with cold eyes: "Your misfortune lies in not knowing whether you are alive or dead, and you don't know how thick the sky is. Your luck lies in the fact that you are a member of Qingyu's school. ”

Feeling the powerful aura of the beautiful woman, the middle-aged man settled down instead: "Please advise." ”

The sword shadow is sufficient, the white silk is flying, the middle-aged man's kendo is extremely prosperous, and the nine true qi spirit swords surround the body, flying with the sword in his hand.

Xiao Qian was wearing a long white dress, with a graceful posture, as if dancing in the air. The two white silk stalks were haunted, and they did not touch the blade of the sword, but they often hit the palm of the sword-wielding hand, arm, and even the chest of the sword-wielder.

"Boom!" Xiao Qian didn't have the idea of having fun, and she didn't think that fighting was a fun thing. So, as soon as this battle began, she was already giving it her all. Not long after, the middle-aged man was knocked out of his internal injuries and was finally slapped to the ground.

The leader of the group was defeated so easily, and the disciples of the Flying Sword Sect were so frightened that they approached closely, only Qingyu remained outside, looking at the fairy in the air with fixed eyes.

Who is she and how did she appear?

After defeating the middle-aged man, Xiao Qian sensed this space for a moment, and turned her head with a smile: "This place is actually similar to the Netherworld Palace, which can make Yin ghosts live." ”

"Isn't this a normal thing?" Ning Caichen smiled: "This is the cemetery palace, if you can't do this again, the yin ghost simply don't live." ”

Xiao Qian pursed her lips and chuckled, turned her head to look, looked at her martial artist monk in a daze, and hurriedly turned into a streamer and returned to the jade pendant: "I forgot to bring the mask out, I hope it won't cause you any trouble." ”

"Beauty is a woman's original sin?" Ning Caichen muttered in a low voice, raising his eyes to look at the middle-aged man who staggered to his feet: "Can you agree to my conditions now?" You should understand that I may have the strength to destroy you. ”

"I promise you. The middle-aged man forcibly stabilized the churning qi and blood, and said to the people in the Flying Sword Gate: "Let's go back." ”

Qingyu subconsciously followed two steps, and when she passed by Ning Caichen's side, she suddenly stopped: "Uncle Shi, I want to cultivate here for a period of time and break through the realm as soon as possible." ”

"It's dangerous here. As the middle-aged man spoke, he suddenly remembered the white figure, and swallowed the second half of the words back into his stomach: "Forget it, if you want to practice here, you can stay, but you have to take care of yourself." ”

Qingyu nodded slightly.

After the Flying Sword Gate left, Ning Caichen looked at the cramped and restless girl: "You will become a burden to me." ”

Qingyu's face turned pale, and her eyes said firmly: "You just do your thing, you don't have to stay by my side to take care of me." ”

"That being said, but ......" Ning Caichen shook his head, after all, he couldn't watch her in danger and face the crisis of life and death: "Follow me from afar, don't rush up when you see danger, run back immediately." ”

"Hey. Maybe he was used to being rejected by him, but now seeing that he no longer rejected himself, Qingyu's heart was irrepressibly happy.

The two of them walked in the passage one after the other, and they didn't go far when the beast tide struck again. Ning Caichen killed all the demon beasts in it, and some of the beasts with low strength were let go by him, attacking the girl with a serious face, like a great enemy.

I have to say that Qingyu's actual combat experience is really poor, and four beasts that are not even considered third-rate realms can make her attack dangerous, and she has been caught with blood marks on her body.

While dodging, she raised her eyes to look ahead, but found that in the light of the night pearl, a young man in a bloody suit was silently watching this side, holding an extremely beautiful longbow in his hand.