"The Northern Demon Tree, its wood is a nail, it takes life and souls, and it is as urgent as a law!" Under the anger, the Qingsui Daoist finally activated the wooden card, and at the same time, some red light lit up on the back of the senior Guan, he slowly bent down, his face flushed and sweat fell like raindrops, his body writhed unnaturally, and the hand holding the Qingsui Daoist was loosened little by little, and finally had to lie on the ground.

However, the wooden card held in the hand of Qingsui Daoist was emitting a strange light, and this strange light seemed to complement the red light emitted from the spine behind Guan Senior.

"Hehe......" The nine life-seeking nails were activated, but the senior Guan who was suffering from severe pain lay on the ground and sneered.

"What's so funny?" Qingsui Daoren opened his mouth to question.

"Nothing...... It's just that this pain seems to prove that I shouldn't stay in Xuanfeng Gate after all. It also proves my words, if the righteous way of the world claims to be righteous but does unreasonable things, then it is not as good as the evil way. You and your Xuanfeng Gate are hypocritical clowns in my eyes! Haha, what's the point if I die here today? At least I'm not ashamed of my heart, even if I don't have an afterlife, I'm still above board! ”

"Since you are bent on death, I will give you a good time. I shouldn't have let you leave the mountain gate alive back then! "Qingsui Dao people have already started to kill, and they are more vigorous to urge the wooden card, and the pain brought to Guan seniors will be even greater. I want to close the seniors who are already old, how can they withstand such a toss. The body lying on the ground twitched as if it had been electrocuted!

"Kill your soul!" Qingsui Daoist stretched out his hand and snorted with a little wooden sign, and Guan Senior raised his head and snorted.

"The master once said that you are more talented than me, and said that you are destined to become everyone, ridiculous! It's ridiculous! In the end, he actually passed the seat to you, which should have been mine! If it weren't for me over the years, Xuanfeng Gate would have been cleaned up by Daomen Shuangshan a long time ago, it was I who had been weighing in the rivers and lakes, and I had always let the brand of Xuanfeng Gate stand in the rivers and lakes. I should be the head of Xuanfeng Gate! From the time I apprenticed, showed my talent, and learned all over the Xuanfeng Gate, the position of the head should be mine, if it weren't for you, I might have been able to call Banmao Mountain the master now! It's all you! The anger that had been hidden in his heart for hundreds of years erupted with the strange light on the wooden card, and the selfish thoughts made his whole face distort and distort, looking like a demon in human skin.

"Hehe, the old man is not afraid of life and death, if he dedicates himself to the right path in the world, what does it matter? Haha......"

Qingsui Daoren's face was even more angry, the more Guan senior laughed at the hatred on his face, and finally couldn't bear it anymore at this moment, a black short sword slipped out of his big sleeve, about the length of a small arm, and the hilt was made of ink-colored spar, and after it was unsheathed, it brought out a black light, which looked very extraordinary.

"Do you want to take my life with the ink soul? Haha, your sword is the same as your people, short-sighted and dark...... "Senior Guan didn't forget to be sarcastic about Qingsui Daoist when he got to this point."

"There are so many words to die on!" Qingsui Daoren stabbed a sword at Guan Senior's neck, but at this moment, the snow lightning that pierced Ye Yuan actually flew back by itself, and a sword blocked the ink soul, one white and one black, and the two famous swords collided together.

"Famous Sword Protector, hum! A mere sword still wants to fight me? Qingsui Daoren's eyes widened angrily, he stretched out his hand to grab the void, and was about to fly over to attack the Qingsui Daoist's Snow Electric Famous Sword fell from the air as if he had suddenly lost his mana, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Death!" Seeing that the last means of Guan seniors had been exhausted, Qingsui Daoren once again took out his sword.

Senior Guan lowered his head, and his old face was full of pain under the short silver hair, but the corners of his mouth were still smiling......

learned art at a young age, from a small sect to a large sect, from unknown to famous all over the world. How many people can still live for the righteousness in their hearts like him?

In this era when the world has somewhat looked down on justice, who can understand such an old man?

I remember when I was a kid in school, the kids would jokingly say something and ask if someone gave you a million to kill someone, would you be willing? A lot of people said yes at the time, because one million was an astronomical number for people of our time. The only person who said no, was the fat man, because for a fat man of that age, a million is a notion.

But no one will say no, because he who says no, will be ridiculed.

Justice, the word seems to be far away from us, as if those who talk about justice in this era are fools and should be ridiculed.

"You see, that person is still full of benevolence and morality, what kind of justice do people who have no money and no power talk about in this era, this is society, that person is so stupid and immature......"

Such ridicule has become commonplace......

But to this day, when I see the smile on the face of Senior Guan who is obviously in pain but still maintains it, and the moment I see the moment when he fought all his life but had to end in such a way, there seems to be a flame burning in the depths of my soul.

"Bell!"

At the moment when the ink soul stabbed down, an arrow accurately hit the ink soul, blocking the killer under the Qingsui Dao people.

"You juniors, are you looking for death?" Qingsui Daoren looked over with an angry face.

I carried the demon hunting crossbow, pointed at Senior Guan and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Senior Guan can't die today." ”

"Oh? Can you stop me? Are you sure you want to be my enemy? Kiyo Daoren asked coldly.

"If you let go of the seniors, we won't trouble you." I still smiled and said, "By the way, and my brother, it's also in your hands, and I have to let it go." ”

"Ba Xiaoshan!" At this time, Yuan Yu shouted, rushed over and saluted Qingsui Daoist and said, "Master, this person is Ba Xiaoshan, who has jumped up in recent years, and the apprentice has already fought with him, and I don't need the master to deal with this kind of person, just let me deal with him!" ”

Qingsui Daoist glanced at him and then at me, nodded and said, "It seems that there is a lot of grudge between you, so it's okay to kill this person and make a name for yourself." ”

Yuan Yu came over and said, "Ba Xiaoshan, you and I still have to be separated." ”

I chuckled and said, "You arrested my brother, and you kept saying that you want to be on a par with me, if you really want to be faced, let my brother go, let's compare one-on-one." ”

Yuan Xuan looked back at Luo Qiong, who was still under control, and said with a chuckle: "You don't have to worry about this, if you can win against me, I will naturally let him go." ”

"It's not just him, if you want to bet on us, let's bet a little, I will exchange my life and my prestige for two lives, and my brother is also about his predecessors. If I beat you, you'll let both of them go. If I lose, my death can fulfill your reputation in the rivers and lakes from now on, how about it? I spoke.

"It's not a fair gamble!" After hearing this, Li Dashou opened his mouth and shouted.

"It's not fair, but I think you'll say yes, because it's more important to you than anything else to break me and take away my glory." I looked at Yuan Yu and said.

Yuan Yu laughed, and after a while, he turned back to Qingsui Daoren and said respectfully, "Master, is it okay?" ”

Qingsui Daoren frowned slightly, and then said: "You think about the consequences of losing, the future head of Xuanfeng Sect must not lose, understand?" ”

Yuan Yu smiled and said, "Understood." ”

"So, you agreed?" The fat man shouted.

"After a stick of incense, hand in hand, no matter life or death! We agreed, if you lose, lose to me I fame, if I lose, you take these two people away! Yuan Xuan shouted.

I nodded and said, "Okay, a stick of incense is a stick of incense!" ”

Led everyone to retreat to the ancestral hall, the fat man squatted down and handed me a cigarette, and asked, "What's the matter?" Do you have a good idea? Did you fight him last time, how did you lose or win? ”

I lit my cigarette, took a puff and said, "I'm losing." ”

"What's going on? Is there a back-up move? The fat man asked again.

"I haven't thought about it yet, I just said it casually, otherwise Senior Guan and Luo Qiong will die today. But it can't be said that there is no after-move at all, my gourd is still useful! I muttered.

"That's not going to work, your gourd is too unstable, in case you don't play well, don't fold yourself in? Think about it again, can you get a way to yin that kid? The fat man was smoking a cigarette and staring at me with a sad face.