"Really?"

Yi Qiu sneered in his heart, he felt that the other party could not have that kind of kindness, this person should have any concerns. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfoww?w?．?

In fact, Yi Qiu's guess was right, anyone who becomes a saint will be restricted by the rules of the Heavenly Dao, especially in the lower realm of the Bloodline Continent, if he kills an ordinary martial artist, it will have a great impact on himself, so this elegant man naturally doesn't want to kill Yi Qiu until he has to.

"I'm sorry, I said this inheritance, I won't give it to you, unless I die!"

Yi Qiu looked at the elegant man and said with a firm expression.

The inheritance of the War Emperor is all he relies on, and he has to rely on these to regain his father from the Xuanyuan royal family and rescue the fairy wife!

And if he loses the inheritance of the War Emperor, even if he is lucky not to die, he will be a waste.

In that case, even if he lives, he can only be a waste and an ant who steals his life, what's the point of living?

Therefore, Yi Qiu would rather die than hand over the inheritance of the War Emperor.

The elegant man sighed and said: "The husband is not guilty, he is guilty, although Ben Sheng doesn't want to kill, but since you are stubborn, don't blame Ben Sheng for being ruthless!"

After the elegant man finished speaking, he slowly stretched out a palm and grabbed it towards Yi Qiu.

The palm of his hand seemed to be as white as jade, but it seemed to have a huge force of 10,000 tons, instantly locking all the space around Yi Qiu, and the strong sense of oppression almost made it difficult for Yi Qiu and the others to breathe.

"Did you just die?"

A touch of unwillingness flashed in Yi Qiu's eyes, and suddenly, the war slave beside him roared and rushed towards the elegant man.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

The elegant man glanced at the war slave lightly, only to see that his breath was just a Blood Emperor Fivefold Martial Artist, so he didn't care at all, just flicked his fingers, and a beam of light crashed towards the war slave!

Sou!

The beam of light came extremely fast, piercing the chest of the war slave in an instant.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have died at this moment.

However, the war slave is a dead soldier refined by Heizhuang, this kind of person does not know pain at all, and the flesh is just a shell to them.

Although the elegant man's beam of light penetrated the chest of the war slave, instead of killing the war slave, it aroused the killing intent of the war slave.

The violent and ferocious aura suddenly erupted from the war slave.

At this moment, the war slave's eyes were as red as blood, and the blood on his body was soaring, his beard was flying, his muscles were bulging, and he instantly turned into a demon god-like existence.

The breath in the body even broke through the Blood Emperor's fivefold and climbed wildly!

Blood Emperor Sixfold!

Blood Emperor Sevenfold!

Blood Emperor Yae!

Blood Emperor Ninefold!

In an instant, the aura of the war slave reached the realm of the Blood Emperor's Ninefold Peak!

The powerful aura turned into a rolling storm and swept the heavens and the earth!

"This is the Temple of Death refining my dead slave, how can there be such a thing in this world!"

Seeing this scene, the elegant man was stunned for a moment, and at the same time, a chill flashed in his eyes.

The Temple of Death is one of the most mysterious forces in the Sanctuary, and this force has always been known for cultivating some undead people, who are not only fearless of death, but also can burn their own blood at the last moment, bursting out with amazing combat power, so it is extremely difficult.

Therefore, when the elegant man saw this scene, he was naturally surprised.

After the war slave's aura became stronger, he roared and rushed towards the elegant man.

"Hmph, it's just a nether dead man, it's useless for this saint, get out of here!"

The elegant man's palm slapped forward, and the amazing power slapped towards the war slave like a monstrous wave.

Rumble!

The giant force directly lifted the war slave out and slammed into a hill, and the powerful impact almost bulldozed the hill.

However, the war slaves soon regained their strength and rushed forward again.

"Hmph, what a difficult guy, in that case, this saint will completely destroy you!"

After the elegant man finished speaking, he grabbed the void with one hand, and a long sword with a flickering light was sacrificed, and on the long sword, there was a murderous aura.

Seeing this, Yi Qiu's eyes sank.

"Although the war slave has burned all the blood in his body, he still can't be this person's opponent, we must take the opportunity to leave quickly!"

Yi Qiu knew that the war slave wouldn't last long at all, so without saying a word, he manipulated the White Tiger Law Phase, carrying Xiao Dai'er and Murong Qingyu, who were already scared, and fled frantically into the distance!

Although the elegant man saw this scene, he did not rush to pursue, but urged the long sword to slash towards the war slave.

"Holy Sword Cutting Waves!"

Swish!

A shocking sword slashed out, instantly cutting the body of the war slave in half.

After killing the war slave in an instant, the elegant man turned his gaze and looked at Yi Qiu, who was fleeing in the distance, and snorted coldly.

"An ant, no matter how much you struggle, you can't escape the palm of this saint, today I see how you can escape!"

After speaking, the elegant man's figure shook and disappeared in place in an instant.

The white tiger law is fast, and it is dozens of miles in an instant, but the elegant man is faster, and in less than a stick of incense, the elegant man has already appeared behind Yi Qiu and the others.

However, the elegant man didn't seem to be in a hurry to make a move, but deliberately slowed down and chased after him, with a playful look in his eyes, as if he completely regarded this as a game of pursuit.

When Yi Qiu saw this scene, his heart sank, he didn't expect that he, Yi Qiu, would be chased like a lamb by others.

Yi Qiu turned his head to Murong Qingyu and Xiao Dai'er and said, "You two hurry down, I'll lure this guy away, his target is me, I shouldn't embarrass you." ”w

However, Xiao Dai'er shook her head and said, "Childe, your life was saved by you, so I am not afraid of death." ”

Although Murong Qingyu didn't say anything, she didn't seem to want to leave.

Seeing this, Yi Qiu was speechless.

Behind him, the elegant man seemed to be impatient, his face was full of murderous intent, the long sword in his hand, the sword was swallowed, and he said coldly: "Yi Qiu, I count three counts, within three numbers, if you don't take the initiative to send those inheritances, don't blame Ben Sheng for being ruthless!"

Yi Qiu didn't speak, still hurrying with his head down, and at the same time thinking about how to escape this catastrophe!

"Hmph, I don't know whether to live or die! In that case, this saint will fulfill you, and the holy sword will cut through the waves!"

Swish!

A shocking sword suddenly slashed from Yi Qiu's back, and where it passed, the earth shattered and everything was destroyed, which shows how terrifying the power of this sword is!

Don't say Yi Qiu, even ten Yi Qiu, they can't stop this sword at all!

Yi Qiu smiled bitterly in his heart, it seemed that this time he was really going to die. 、

However, at this moment, an old voice sounded.

"Hmph, Sanctuary dog thief, don't hurt my little master!"

When the words landed, the same magnificent sword qi slashed over, and met the elegant man's sword in mid-air.

(To be continued.) )