The night breeze blew, and a figure in a gray robe suddenly appeared on the deserted street, it was a middle-aged man with a long knife on his back, with a resolute face and a strong body, and the whole person was like a long knife out of the sheath.

"Since you have discovered me, you still dare to walk out of the self-leisure inn, you really deserve to be a fanatic who does not put my Lin family in your eyes. The middle-aged man said coldly, and at the same time, the long knife on his back had been slowly pulled out of its sheath.

The blade deflected, the cold light flickered, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

"It turned out to be someone from the Lin family. ”

"Yes, if you abolish one of my young master's arms, this revenge will naturally not be just settled, and you are stupid enough to expose the cold marrow in front of everyone, the so-called guilt, do you think you can be safe and sound?"

"A group of Xiaoxiao, what is there to be afraid of. ”

In Yi Changqing's eyes, whether it is the Lin family, the Murong family, the Jiang family, or even the county guard, it is not worth his fear, the exposure of the cold marrow is just his casual action, and as for those who dare to covet it, kill it.

"It's crazy enough!"

When the middle-aged swordsman was about to make a move, there was a sudden movement.

An old man on crutches and a large man with a giant axe came out of the alley.

Seeing these two people, the middle-aged swordsman's face changed slightly.

"The Jiang family's poisonous hand, the Murong family's Xing Shan!"

Poison hand, is the old man on crutches, is one of the Jiang family's guest qing, good at poison skills, Xing Shan is the big man, a fierce mountain axe, few people in the capital can match it.

"Mo Qian, it's really a coincidence that I can meet you here. ”

The poisonous hand smiled and looked at the middle-aged swordsman.

"Coincidental fart, we don't say dark words, you are also here for the cold marrow, I'll leave it here first, if you want the cold marrow, you have to ask my knife first if you agree. Mo Qian said coldly.

"Why should Brother Mo be anxious, let's deal with this kid first. Dahan Xing Shan laughed and said: "This kid is not simple, I heard that all the people who troubled him at the auction two days ago were killed by him with one blow, and his strength is at least equivalent to the peak of Juyuan Eightfold." ”

"What are you afraid of, our strength here is weaker than Juyuan Jiuzhong, killing this kid is not a matter of being caught. ”

"Yes, then I'll do it first. ”

Xing Shan's eyes flashed, and he rushed towards Yi Changqing first.

But a sword light swept from behind Yi Changqing and blocked him, but the person who came was Murong Qian, the owner of the Zixian Inn.

"Three, three misses. Xing Shan was stunned.

"Xing Shan, Gongzi Yi is my savior, you can't touch him, step back quickly. Murong Qianqiao said with a cold face.

"But this is the order of the eldest young master. ”

"Hmph, if you do it, I won't stand idly by. ”

Xing Shan looked at Murong Qian with a tangled expression.

"It seems that the Murong family is out of the cold marrow, so my Lin family will be the one to do. Mo Qian stepped out, and the long knife in his hand slashed towards Yi Changqing like a streamer, and the blade contained a surging knife momentum.

The poisonous hand not far away, Xing Shan couldn't help but be surprised when he saw this.

"This Xing Shan actually came into contact with the knife momentum!"

Potential is an extremely mysterious power.

In other words, it is a kind of embodied power of the spirit of martial arts, the wind has the wind, the fire has the fire, and this swordsman naturally has its sword momentum.

A martial artist who can comprehend the situation, in addition to understanding, chance is also indispensable.

"I have been studying martial arts for thirty years and have not realized the potential, but I didn't expect this Mo Qian to be one step ahead. "The Poison Hand was a little jealous.

At the same time, he secretly ran the true yuan, ready to snatch the cold marrow after Mo Qian killed Yi Changqing, that's right, he had determined that Yi Changqing couldn't block this knife.

"Even if you dare to be presumptuous in front of me, you dare to be presumptuous. ”

Yi Changqing's eyes raised slightly, and then Zhenyuan stared at him, and suddenly pointed out.

In Mo Qian's eyes, this finger seemed to turn into the most irresistible divine sword in the world, easily breaking through his sword momentum, shattering his sword qi, and then pointing on his chest, and the sword qi passed directly through his chest.

"This is a sword sword!!"

Mo Qian's eyes were filled with indescribable horror.

He has practiced swordsmanship for many years, and he has met many swordsmen in his life, but no one has ever had such a sword posture as Yi Changqing, that kind of sword momentum is too amazing and too bright, and he even suspects that it is the pinnacle of swordsmanship!

"Seeing this sword momentum in this life, I have no regrets. ”

Mo Qian muttered, and then fell to the ground.

"How is it possible, kill Mo Qian with one move, but still use such a powerful sword momentum, this son is so demonic!"

Poisoned, Xing Shan and the two were so frightened that they gasped again and again.

They didn't know that Yi Changqing was a sword ancestor in his previous life, a figure standing at the pinnacle of the way of the sword, and the sword power was something he was tired of playing.

"It's your turn. Yi Changqing looked at the poisonous hand indifferently.

The other party knew that the young man in front of him was an unprecedented enemy, and he didn't dare to be surprised, and black poisonous mist gushed out between his hands.

The poisonous mist is extremely vicious, and has the effect of corroding the true element.

Even if the master of Juyuan Consummation encounters this poisonous mist, he can only be slaughtered by others, but Yi Changqing does not dodge or dodge, and allows the poisonous fog to envelop him, and when the poisonous hand sees this, he can't help laughing.

"Stupid, if you enter my poisonous mist, your true yuan will be cut off at least eighty percent, I see what else you can do. ”

"You poisonous fog is really weak. ”

Yi Changqing's breathless voice sounded from the poisonous mist, sounding completely unharmed.

"This can't be!" said Poison Hand's face changed slightly.

Who in Anyang County can be safe and sound under his poisonous fog.

Sou......

At this time, a figure swept out of the poisonous mist, and instantly came to the front of the poisonous hand, and the speed of its body made Xing Shan and Murong Qian couldn't help but shrink their pupils, they couldn't even see Yi Changqing's movement trajectory!

"This kind of body technique is at least a top-grade martial art!"

"It's like teleporting. ”

The poisonous hand was horrified, threw away the crutches, and urged the true yuan to gather on the palm, and the hands suddenly became black.

"Poison hand, this old guy's gatekeeper trick. ”

Xing Shan's eyes were slightly condensed, and jealousy appeared on his face.

Poison Absolute Hand, is a high-grade martial art, the strength is not strong, but it contains a very terrible poison, the person who is hit by this palm, within two breaths of flesh and blood will be corroded into a ball of blood.

Bang......

This palm fell on Yi Changqing's chest impartially.

In the face of the poisonous fog, he did not dodge or dodge, and in the face of the poisonous palm, he did not move an inch, which made the poisonous hand feel unprecedented shame.

"After reading it, I will melt your flesh and blood. ”

The Poison Hand pushes the poison to the extreme.

It stands to reason that under this toxicity, even a cow should be turned into blood by him, but Yi Changqing has not changed in the slightest.

"Body Refiner!"

As if thinking of something, the poisonous hand looked at Yi Changqing in horror.

The body refiner, and only the strong body of the body refiner can be invulnerable.

"Your poison is too weak. ”

Yi Changqing's sword fingers froze, and he swiped his hand.

With a snort, the arm that slapped him on the chest was suddenly cut off at the shoulder, and before the poisonous hand could scream, his head had been cut off by Yi Changqing.

In a short period of time, the two masters of Juyuan Jiuzhong died in front of Xing Shan and Murong Qian.

Xing Shan swallowed his saliva and looked at this scene incredulously.

"Are you going to kill me again?"

Yi Changqing turned to look at Xing Shan and said indifferently.

"No, I don't dare. ”

Xing Shan, the big man, was so frightened that his legs and stomach trembled, and he hurriedly shook his head, at this time he was extremely grateful to Murong Qian, if she hadn't stopped him in time, I am afraid that he would have become a corpse like Mo Qian and the two of them.