The rain gradually stopped, and the sun that rose after the rain was particularly red, like blood.

"Come together? Then come!"

Xia Qingming wiped the blood on his face with his wrist. The white robe on his body was now soaked with blood, but his eyes were fixed on the old old sword behind him.

"That sword? Oh, I think about it, that stinky beggar is really powerful. If I hadn't killed him with one leg and one arm, I probably wouldn't have been able to defeat him. In the end, that sword firmly stepped into the upper three realms.

,What a pity, what a pity!”

After saying that, he didn't forget to say "tsk tsk" twice, and the smile on his face became more exaggerated, and it no longer looked like a human being.

Wei Zigeng's back molars creaked, blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, his eyes were rounded, he looked at the humanoid thing in front of him fiercely, gritted his teeth and spit out three words.

"You're looking for death!"

With a roar, Wei Zigeng jumped up, and the bluestone beneath him was stepped into a deep pit. He held the gun with both hands, and the huge force bent the gun shaft made of fine iron into the sky for a slanting moon. The scarlet gun head emitted a shrill red light.

, there is this faint red mist wrapping around the gun body.

"Looking for death? Just because you are a reckless man in the second realm?"

Three feet in front of Xia Qingming, a seemingly invisible sword energy plowed a ravine on the ground, followed by a second one, and there seemed to be sword lights flashing and buzzing in the air in front of him.

"Beast!"

Both of them were almost crazy. The curved and slanting gun body hit the sword barrier hard, and the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded. The two continued to confront each other. Xia Qingming threw out the sword in his hand and pressed it down with both hands.

, an invisible force suddenly hit the young man's back, another burst of blood mist spurted out, and the young man spit out a mouthful of blood.

"The Immortal will support you on your head and knock your fingers to cut off your immortality!"

"Master, I'll fuck you!"

The gun body was bent more and more under pressure. When Wei Zigeng spat out a second mouthful of blood, the old sword behind his back buzzed and seemed to be about to burst out of the sheath. Several people present noticed this, and their eyes became clear.

changes.

"I have long noticed that there is something wrong with you. Are you a swordsman?"

Xia Qingming felt something was wrong at the beginning of the fight. Although his marksmanship was exquisite, there was still a sense of sword intent attached to him.

Wei Zigeng glanced at the shabby long sword behind him, and his face showed a hint of joy.

"Su Qier, help me!"

"Sword rises!"

"bass!"

A sword shadow rushed out from behind him. The sword was stained with rust, but the sword energy filled the world. This sword condensed the sword intention of a swordsman who broke through the upper three realms before his death.

The flying sword made a crisp sound when it hit the sword energy barrier, and sparks flew everywhere, which looked particularly dazzling under the rising sun.

"I have to say that it is worthy of being worn by the Sword Immortal. Even if the man is dead, the remaining sword power is still enough for me to eat a pot."

As Xia Qingming's mind raced, another sword came carrying the breeze, and one sword was swung out after another. Each sword energy actually hit the barrier, and then another sword came from the sky.

It was Xia Qingming's sword. When it fell into his hand, the barrier collapsed and the restraint was lost. Wei Zigeng's spear fell down. Xia Qingming's horizontal sword blocked the powerful and heavy blow. The blade of the sword slashed upwards with the gun shaft. Wei Zigeng hurriedly saw this.

He let go, raised his head to dodge, then swept his front foot, and the tip of the spear came straight towards Xia Qingming.

"bite!"

The sound of gold and iron colliding was heard. Bai Junzi's sword had already resisted the attack of Xia Qingming's sword, and a flying sword was constantly trying to attack from all sides. Under the attack from both sides, Xia Qingming had to withdraw temporarily, his palms dripping with blood.

At the end of the main city road, a group of people rushed over the eaves and walls. They all looked excited and had greedy looks in their eyes.

"Master Xia Xiaoxian, have you found the secret book?"

Xia Qingming said with a smile:

"The secret book is in the hands of that brat. Kill him. Everyone has the secret book according to their abilities. Whoever gets it will get it!"

Seeing the dozens of people in front of them, Bai Junzi, Wei Zigeng and Liu Suxi had stern expressions on their faces. There were too many people coming, including many from the middle four realms and the so-called famous and upright sects.

"Brothers! It's up to you to do your own thing!"

Dozens of people swarmed forward. Liu Suxi also drew out the long emerald sword in her hand, but she stood in front of Wei Zigeng and the others.

"Senior Brother Xia, don't be stubborn, stop it."

"Get out! Because of the long-term friendship between you and me, leave quickly, otherwise don't blame senior brother for being ruthless!"

Liu Suxi burst into tears. She closed her eyes and finally no longer had any hope.

One person held a sword and took the lead to charge into the crowd of rivers and lakes. Green light flashed through the grass, sword energy was suffocating, and blood spattered everywhere.

She is one of the most talented young female disciples of Wei Dao Mountain. Although she is not as good as her senior brother Xia Qingming, she can reach the Middle Fourth Realm of Yaoguang at such a young age, which shows her cultivation level.

Wei Zigeng ignored the rest of the people present. He had only one goal. He had to kill the culprit who killed Su Qier in front of the young swordsman with a ferocious expression, almost crazy.

"Mr. Bai, help me raid the formation, I swear to kill him!"

Bai Junzi's left hand holding the sword trembled slightly and blood was flowing. When he saw the young man's back, he tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.

"Don't worry, Mr. Bai. This life is yours, Mr. Bai!"

The young man was just about to say something, but he took it back. After all, he did not say any polite words, but turned his back to him and said:

"You must never let anyone die again!"

Bai Junzi smiled, nodded, and then jumped up into the crowd. The long sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and the sword walked among the crowd. The sword was as majestic as the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky and rushing into the crowd.

Heads fell wherever he passed.

"It's our turn for the beasts of Wei Dao Mountain!"

Xia Qingming was numb to the young man's ridicule. He just showed a ferocious smile and looked at the young man in front of him with interest.

"I admit that you are very strong. The cultivation of the following two realms can force me into such a situation. If you give me another two years, I will definitely not be your opponent. But now, I will kill you like a dog!"

Wei Zigeng stretched out his hand and grabbed it backwards, and the old sword stuck in the muddy ground flew into his hand. Compared with before, the sword's light was much dimmed, and the mottled rust all told that it was almost exhausted.

, can no longer have the unparalleled combat power it had before.

After all, this sword does not belong to him yet. It is the sword intention of the upper three realms that has survived, and this is the reason why the sword broke through the Gang Qi barrier.

The young man bent over and leaned back, and then the force of the rebound from his waist threw the scarlet spear in his hand towards Xia Qingming. After a roar, he saw the bleeding spear like a comet, spitting out red light and piercing the space.

Xia Qingming faced the enemy with his sword. The sword in his hand reached its peak with the owner's sharp sword intent. The spear and sword intersected, and a piercing cry sounded. Xia Qingming drew a circle with the long sword in his hand to defend Shanrou.

The swordsmanship was extremely good. The sword shook back, and the spear was nailed into the ground behind him. The red light still lingered on the tip of the spear, lingering for a long time.

Wei Zigeng's Qinggong was so weird. It came in one breath. Xia Qingming blocked it with his sword again. The same soft sword technique tried to throw all the people away. Even after the sword spun several times in the young man's hand, he still didn't let go. He clamped his legs behind him.

The body of the gun was fixed, and the two sides faced off with swords. Facing the sword cultivator of the Zikaiyang realm, the young man with a cultivation level of Dongming realm showed no timidity at all.

At this moment, on the top floor of Yuyu Tower, Lin Zhumao sat and watched the battle. What he saw in his eyes were two strange qi forces entangled and entangled. They seemed to have met their old enemy.

"Some encounters are destined by fate. They are attracted to each other and will meet again across life and death!"
Chapter completed!