"Can you dare to report your name?"

Teng Xu looked at the white-clothed masked swordsman in mid-air, and also shouted, the other party didn't even dare to show his face, he must be afraid of the strength of their Great Eagle Gate.

However, the cold middle-aged man raised his hand to stop the sting, and a solemn meaning suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Ling Chen's sword just now, others couldn't see anything, but he could feel the extraordinary, this person was by no means an ordinary person.

"This benevolent brother, this is a personal grudge between my Great Eagle Gate and the Qingshan Sword Sect, and I hope that Your Excellency will not meddle in this matter for the sake of my Great Eagle Gate. Afterwards, we will definitely thank Your Excellency. ”

A rare smile appeared on the face of the cold middle-aged man, and he said kindly.

Hearing this, Teng Sha couldn't help but be taken aback, and looked at the masked swordsman at the top of the white jade pillar in surprise, his second uncle was a real demi-saint, with extraordinary strength, did he need to be so polite to this masked swordsman?

At this moment, at the top of the white jade pillar, the white-clothed swordsman was fluttering, and the mask covered his face, I don't know what kind of face was under the mask.

"Get out."

The masked swordsman lifted his masked face slightly, and spat out an extremely cold word.

"Give you ten breaths of time to get out of the Qingshan Sword Sect, otherwise, there will be no forgiveness for killing."

The masked swordsman said coldly.

"What?"

Hearing this, the faces of the cold middle-aged man and Teng Xu and the others also changed suddenly, and they immediately became gloomy, this guy, his attitude is so rampant?

"Hehe, I saw that you have a little strength, so I gave you a few thin noodles, it's really a toast and don't eat and drink."

The cold middle-aged man's eyes suddenly became gloomy, it seemed that he was polite to this mask swordsman, gave a few colors, and the other party opened the dye vat.

Is it true that he is a soft persimmon?

Sou!

The figure suddenly moved, and the cold middle-aged man had already rushed into the air, and grabbed the masked swordsman with a claw in the air!

The eagle claws with the size of ten zhang tore through the air and ran out, seeing this scene, Shen Qianlang's heart was also tight, he was defeated by this trick just now.

However, in the face of the cold middle-aged man's attack, the masked swordsman did not react, until the eagle talon was almost about to touch his body, the latter slowly raised his hand, opened his two fingers, and pinched it straight out.

"Look for death!"

Seeing that the masked swordsman actually used his fingers to deal with his attack, the cold middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed angrily, daring to despise him like this, it seems that the other party's hand is not wanted!

But the next moment, a jaw-dropping scene happened, the expected bloody scene did not happen, but froze there, the cold middle-aged man's seemingly unstoppable eagle talons, just caught by those two fingers, motionless.

The cold middle-aged man was taken aback, his arm moved violently, trying to break free of Ling Chen's fingers, but it was to no avail, and he couldn't shake it in the slightest.

"What, I caught the second uncle's demon eagle claw with two fingers?"

Teng Xu's eyes almost popped out, with the strength of a cold middle-aged man, he used this trick Demon Eagle Claw, I'm afraid that even if he is also a junior half-saint level opponent, it will be difficult to resist, but this Ling Chen, but he only used two fingers?

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, thinking that he had seen his eyes.

"Who is this man?"

Not far away, Shen Qianlang also looked at this scene with a look of disbelief, the strength of this cold middle-aged man, he has personal experience, below the half-saint, it is impossible to be his opponent, could it be that this mask swordsman is actually a half-saint?

Luo Xian'er next to her was also looking at the figure of the masked swordsman, from the latter's body, she seemed to have a familiar feeling, but it seemed to be just an illusion.

"How is that possible?"

The cold middle-aged man's face turned red, his face was gloomy to the extreme, he was a half-saint, and he couldn't break free from the two fingers of this masked swordsman?

Just when he was about to use all his strength, Ling Chen suddenly let go of his palm, making him almost spurt out a mouthful of old blood, and before he could make the next move, Ling Chen's finger poked in the air, and with lightning speed, it hit the chest of the cold middle-aged man.

Poof!

The true qi of the body protection in the chest of the cold middle-aged man suddenly cracked, and a blood hole appeared, and the whole person was like a sandbag, and his body flew out upside down.

"Second uncle!"

Teng Xu's face was shocked, and he hurriedly stepped forward to support the cold middle-aged man, but the powerful force on the latter's body was shocked and flew out along with him, spitting blood from his mouth.

"It's so strong!"

Shen Qianlang couldn't help but smack his tongue, just a finger, it was actually so powerful.

This masked swordsman, is it a sage?

"Who is Your Excellency?"

The cold middle-aged man couldn't help but gasp, he never thought that he would lose so badly. The white-clothed masked swordsman in front of him is at least above the intermediate half-saint!

"It's time for ten breaths, you guys, there's no chance."

The masked swordsman didn't pay attention to him at all, only to see him wave his hand, and a thunderous sword flew out of the scabbard, and then suddenly split behind him, turning into more than a dozen sword qi, pointing at the people of the Great Eagle Gate.

Woohoo blah blah!

More than a dozen sword qi fiercely tore through the void and shot out fiercely at the people of the Great Eagle Gate.

"Not good!"

The cold middle-aged man's face changed, and he didn't care about being injured, so he grabbed the Tengsha beside him with one hand, turned around and swept away, but he didn't dare to make the slightest stop, but fled towards the desert outside the square!

However, the remaining disciples of the Great Eagle Sect did not have such good luck, they were just about to flee one by one, but the dozen or so sword qi had already burst out, either by a sword to seal their throats, or by the piercing of their bodies, in the blink of an eye, they were all killed by the sword qi, and the blood flowed like a river.

Even that Teng Sha, his head was almost hit by the sword qi, and the incomparable sword qi brushed past the side of his head, annihilating half of his ears.

let out a scream like killing a pig, and a touch of horror suddenly appeared in Teng Sha's eyes, if the trajectory of the sword qi was a little more deviated just now, he would be dead.

The cold middle-aged man didn't even dare to turn his head back, he shot towards the outside of the Qingshan Sword Sect and quickly disappeared from sight.

"Ran away?"

Looking at the Teng Sha and the cold middle-aged man who ran faster than a rabbit, Luo Xian'er and Shen Qianlang, as well as the people of the Qingshan Sword Sect, they all felt a little dumbfounded, and they were still violent, and they swore not to destroy their Qingshan Sword Sect, so they ran away in embarrassment?

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