It was not yet dawn, and everything was still shrouded in darkness.

Several figures appeared at the entrance of Lijia Village, led by an old man with only one leg.

"None of them will be left!"

The Qingzhu Mountain man stretched out his dry palm and made a gesture in the air, his low voice full of murderous aura.

"That's right!

The same tone rang out in the darkness, but the voice was much younger.

"Who?" the people of Qingzhushan were shocked, the other party had already prepared, could it be that someone leaked the news?

Qin Shengdao: "Who are you looking for?"

A person slowly walked out of the darkness, a young man, dressed in black, with a three-foot Qingfeng diagonally inserted into his waist.

Seeing the faces of the people who came, the faces of the people of Qingzhushan were full of shock, but they quickly calmed down.

After making up his mind, Qingzhushan said: "I didn't expect you to be dead?

Qin Shengdao: "I'm also very happy!"

Qingzhushan said: "Oh! are you also very happy?"

Qin Sheng said: "Yes, I can survive in the Demon Nightmare Forest, of course I'm happy!"

The old faces of the people of Qingzhushan are full of wrinkles!

A Qi Refining Realm cultivator escaped from the hands of a Qi Cultivation Realm and survived in the Nightmare Forest full of demonic beasts, who will believe it? It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, the important thing is that someone will be very embarrassed!

Qingzhushan people smiled coldly and said, "I let you escape last time, I don't know if you still have such good luck this time?"

"Is that right? I have always understood one thing, how did the Qiu family let you go after you killed Qiu Jianfeng?"

Qin Sheng's face was cold, and his eyes stared coldly at the Qingzhu Mountain people opposite.

"Qin Sheng, you are so ruthless!"

After Qingzhu Shanren finished speaking, the long sword in his hand shook, and a sound of silk and bamboo sounded, the sword momentum was as ethereal as the wind passing through the bamboo forest, and the bursts of sword qi were like the cold wind blowing through the bamboo forest in winter.

The group that came with the Qingzhu Mountain people was affected by the sound of silk and bamboo, and their throats were cut off before they could react.

When the wind stops, a lot of bamboo leaves always fall in the bamboo forest, but this time it is a human head.

Only Qin Sheng knew about the Qingzhushan people killing Qiu Jianfeng, and if Qin Sheng died, no one in the Qiu family would know, how could this simple truth not be understood? Therefore, the Qingzhushan people would not let these people live.

And Qin Sheng also knew this.

Qin Sheng smiled! He smiled very happily, and everyone would be happy when he saw the enemy killing each other.

"Elder Qingzhu, I have only heard of your swordsmanship before, but I didn't expect to be lucky enough to see it today, hehehehe......"

The people of Qingzhushan said angrily: "Huangkou child, cultivate the benefits of your tongue and leave your dog's life!"

The sound of silk and bamboo sounded again, disturbing people's minds, and the sound was like someone playing a cracked flute.

Following this voice, there was also a sword aura in the sky, blowing towards Qin Sheng like a violent wind.

Qin Sheng smiled coldly, the Heavenly Ruler Sword on his waist suddenly came to life, the lotus-shaped sword grid danced in the wind, the world essence on the spine of the sword emitted a beam of light, and the air was filled with the breath of sunshine.

The sun is a good day, but how can it be windy in good weather?

"Xuantian Jue First Formula-Disease"

A sword suddenly appeared in the wind, a sword that pierced the sky, and the long sword glowed with golden light, like a mountain to block the wind.

The wind suddenly stopped.

Only half of the green bamboo sword remained, and the other half was inserted into the lonely grave not far away.

"What kind of sword is this?"

The eyes of the Qingzhushan people were bulging and their breathing was disordered.

Qin Shengdao: "The Heavenly Ruler Sword, the ruler that measures heaven and earth." ”

A bloody arrow shot out from the chest of the Qingzhu Mountain man, and the only half-truncated sword in his hand fell weakly to the ground.

Qin Sheng yawned and rubbed his eyes a little sleepily.

"Really! Can't you get a good night's sleep?"