Chapter 253: Killing Game 4 Fierce Fight

Wei Qiyin stood quietly on the hillside, and in front and behind, there stood a monk in the late Jindan period, and the two of them looked at him playfully, as if they were looking at a dead man. Especially the blue-eyed old man in front, the blue robe was hunting, his power was hidden, and his eyes were open and closed, but it made people shudder.

"Fake baby monk!" Wei Qiyin knew that in the sea, the Red Devil shouted: "Boy, you are miserable! These two are not easy to deal with, a fake baby, a terminal stage, either of which is enough for you to drink a pot." Run, maybe you can pick up a life!"

In the depths of Wei Qiyin's eyes, the red light flickered, ignoring the red devil, looking at the blue-eyed old man in front of him, and asked coldly: "Who is the senior, it seems that he is not the contestant this time?"

The blue-eyed old man opened his eyes lightly and said with a smile: "Hehe, three hundred years ago, the old man was also a contestant in the competition competition, and he also entered this lion beast mountain, but it is a pity that he failed to reach the central hall, today is different, the old man is already the master here." ”

"Master?!" Wei Qiyin's heart sank.

"Yes, eight hours ago, the Lion Beast Mountain had been broken by the old man and a few other fellow Daoists. In addition to the three fifth-order arrays, we have arranged three more fifth-order arrays, only entering and not leaving, and all those who enter, die! Of course, the dead can still go out!"

"Death? also includes him?" Wei Qiyin pointed to Cha Long behind him.

"No! except for the Donglingmen players!"

"I see, you're an Elder of the Eastern Spirit Sect, but I'm curious, how did you locate me? I've just teleported. Even if you crack the big array, it's not such a coincidence, right?" Wei Qiyin's heart was gloomy and abnormal.

Cha Long sneered again and again: "I told you, the spar has a life to take, but there is no life to flower, you just don't listen." Where's your Huachen sword, come out with your sword!"

"Crystal?" Wei Qiyin was stunned for a moment, he finally understood the key. If there is no accident, the spar bag that Cha Long gave him must have his tracking mark on it.

"Despicable!"

Wei Qiyin gritted his teeth, and as soon as his consciousness moved, the storage belt flew out of his body. Then, with a thud, a blue sword was erased. The long sword stood in the air, and the spiritual power in his hand was also poured into the sword body without reservation.

What made Wei Qiyin's heart cold was that Huachen Sword had not been verified on the teleportation array treasure platform, but after it was activated, it did not cause the slightest movement in the large array, let alone be forcibly teleported away.

"Don't waste your scheming! The law of the Great Array has changed, and any magic weapon can be used here. Cha Long smiled and watched Wei Qiyin cast the spell playfully.

However, the old man did not change the rules of the sky and the retreat, except for the old man and a few other colleagues, no one here can fly and escape from the sky. The blue-eyed old man continued to smile.

"Lord Xu Feng, can't we either?" Cha Long's face changed, and he asked with a frown.

"No! Time is of the essence, and we don't have time to make minor adjustments. The old man shook his head resolutely, and then five fingers appeared, and five sharp claws more than a foot long appeared. On each claw, blue rays shone, and the slightest arc flickered, making a sizzling sound.

As soon as Lan Mang came out, Wei Qiyin's heart trembled.

"Boy, this is the blue mang's qi, and the sword qi is the same thing, it is only after cultivating this claw to the extreme that it is stimulated. Although it can't compare to the purple mang's sword qi, it is already far more than the three-point little star. The Red Devils lamented.

Wei Qiyin's eyes flashed, his hands trembled sharply, and Huachen's sword slashed out into the air, heading straight for the old man. A blue thunderbolt shot out, and above the thunderbolt, a roaring dragon loomed. A hundred feet away, but in an instant.

"Huachen Sword, worthy of being a Lingbao level, can inspire such a state, it is commendable!" the old man said lightly, and waved his five fingers sharply.

Five blue rays flashed out, flashed slightly, and with a bang, they suddenly turned into five blue flying knives that were a few feet long. The flying knife was crystal clear, and after it was shot, the latter came first, and with only a slight flash, it stopped in the middle of Huachen Sword.

Huachen's sword body, a burst of blue light flashed violently, and with three earth-shattering loud sounds, a ten-zhang blue cloud rose into the sky and suddenly disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Not good!" The moment Wei Qiyin saw the flying knife flying out, he dodged and retreated. I only saw three of the five throwing knives, and the other two, and I could imagine where they went!

At the moment when Huachen Sword came out, Wei Qiyin pressed the void, and a black Xuanqiu was thrown on the way ahead.

"Lei Zhenzi?!"

The blue-eyed old man exclaimed in surprise and walked away.

"Boom~!" After the earth-shaking tremor, a blue-black fireball of more than ten zhang in size rushed up. The three pale blue flying knives shot back backwards and sank into the five fingers of the blue-eyed old man a hundred feet away. Then, with a beep and a soft beep, two dark green knives and daggers fell to the ground.

Huachen Sword let out a wail and flew back, countless tiny cracks looming on the sword's body.

Just as the blue-eyed old man moved, Cha Long behind him also moved.

An ice sword suddenly appeared on Wei Qiyin's retreat. The ice sword flickered away and disappeared into thin air.

"Heaven Splitting Xuan Ice Sword!" Wei Qiyin's face turned pale.

Heaven Splitting Xuan Ice Sword, a beginner-level spiritual treasure, one of the three major Zhenshan swords of the Eastern Spirit Gate. The sword gas turns into silk, and the sword gas turns into shape, which can kill the enemy invisibly.

"Boy, one foot to the left! it's there!" Wei Qiyin knew that in the sea, black smoke billowed.

Wei Qiyin clenched his teeth, waved his left hand sharply, and the spirit demon blade shot out.

"Wow~!", a silver light shone on the spirit demon blade, and then, a white mist rose from the sky. instantly enveloped Wei Qiyin's entire body.

"Get out of the way, boy!" the Red Devil roared.

It's a pity that it's too late, a white Sensen's sharp claw came quickly, Wei Qiyin can only stop his body, the claw probes by, and a splash of blood.

Wei Qiyin's entire right arm was gone, and it was several inches deep into his right chest, and in the bloody wound, a dark red heart could be faintly seen shaking violently. In the white mist, blood foam and black smoke swirled. Wei Qiyin's body also slammed, flew down the hillside, and fell a hundred feet away.

Huachen Sword and Spirit Demon Blade Wailing flew back in a hurry, levitating above his head.

"Hehe, Wei Qiyin, you actually have Lei Zhenzi! The old man hasn't seen this thing for hundreds of years, it's a pity, it's a pity! It still can't change your fate, and it can't change the fate of Huachen's annihilation. ”

The white mist dissipated, and the blue-eyed old man and Cha Long stood side by side on the hillside, looking at Wei Qiyin, who was constantly struggling, shaking his head and sighing.

"Lord Xu Feng, let him hand it over to me! I will divide his ten thousand swords and let his soul fly away!" Zha Long gritted his teeth, pointed at Wei Qiyin, and said to the blue-eyed old man.

"Okay! I'll give you a stick of incense. I hope that after you kill him, it will have a little effect on your impact on the Yuan Baby. ”

The old man bowed slightly, and at this moment, a black jade plaque shattered around his waist.

"Huh, bastard, who did this?!" the blue-eyed old man instantly became furious.

"What's going on, Lord Xu Feng?" Cha Long hurriedly transmitted.

"Rong Wen Divine Soul Card is broken!" the blue-eyed old man was furious, gritting his teeth and saying.

"Rong Wen?Twenty-one Peak Peak Master?" Cha Long's heart trembled slightly.

What kind of existence is being able to kill the peak master at the end of the Jindan? Almost all the peak masters of Donglingmen are people with extremely strong killing power, except for Ge Yuan, who is an outlier, all of them are licking the blood of Jindan, and they are killed step by step, and most of them are likely to break the Dan and become infants. Even if he Cha Long, in front of all the peak masters, he didn't have the slightest chance of winning, let alone killing him.

Rong Wen, the peak master of the twenty-first peak, the peak of the end of the Jindan, the master of the Dan array, the high-level elixir and formation he refined were one of the sources of the daily needs of the Jindan monks of the Eastern Spirit Gate. Although the killing power is not the top, but the treasure is more powerful, and the old guy who can smash people to death with a spar, except for the dark elders in the Dongling Gate, no one dares to provoke easily.

"Cha Long, I have to take a look, one of the three newly added fifth-order large arrays was arranged by him, and one of the original three forbidden arrays was also cracked by Rong Wen, if Rong Wen really fell, after a few hours, the new large array he arranged would be self-defeating, and all our hard work would be in vain. And the old one of the great arrays is estimated to have been restored to its original state, and we are once again forbidden by this great array. You fellow cultivators are both the first core, and he has also suffered a claw from me, if you still can't get rid of him, you can only say that you are a complete waste, and Donglingmen no longer has your status!"

The blue-eyed old man frowned, and without waiting for Cha Long to answer, he dodged and was about to fly, but suddenly fell back to the ground. It was as if under the weight of Wan Jun.

"Hell!"

The blue-eyed old man bared his teeth and grinned, and his face showed anger. Then, the figure flashed, flew along the ground, and in a few flashes, it disappeared.

In this slow moment, Wei Qiyin finally struggled to get up, a streamer of light shone on his right arm, and a bronze arm slowly transformed out, on the arm, the blood-colored scimitar faintly appeared, and the tip of the scimitar went straight into the heart, exposed in the air, terrifying.

"Uh, you can still conjure a strange arm?!!Consume a lot of your blood, right?quack! Come on, be a ghost under my sword!"

Cha Long was stunned for a moment, then he laughed wantonly, and the Heaven Splitting Xuan Ice Sword in his hand was slowly raised again.