The man's fingers didn't even touch the sword, Hua Ling felt a shock in his hand, and a strong force came from the sword body, and the long sword flew out of his hand.

He didn't even have time to be shocked, the man had already passed by him, stretched out his hand and volleyed a little into the air, then pointed at his acupoint, and then walked away.

From Hua Ling's sword to the time the man left, the whole process was so short that there was not enough time to even blink an eye, and from beginning to end, the man only flicked his fingers twice, neither touching his sword nor anyone who touched him, who else could do it except the grandmaster!

Hua Ling was frozen in place, cold sweat was falling from his head, his body couldn't help but tremble, and he used all his strength before he shouted: "Grandmaster-"

Wang Ke was holding Xia Xueqing in his arms, when he suddenly heard Hua Ling's shout, and his footsteps suddenly froze.

It's actually the Grandmaster!

If the enemy is a half-step grandmaster, Wang Ke is relying on Xiao Li's flying knife, or a flying immortal outside the sky, and he still has the power to fight, but now he is a grandmaster, how can he fight this battle?

"Senior brother, put me down, you go!" Xia Xueqing hurriedly said.

"Don't speak!"

Wang Ke hurriedly said a word, jumped onto a big tree next to him, put Xia Xueqing away, and pulled out the Ziyao Sword.

"Senior brother, it's the Grandmaster here, you can't beat it! His target is me, you go quickly!" Xia Xueqing urged.

"Don't worry, I have a solution. Wang Ke said.

"You can't win ......"

Before Xia Xueqing finished speaking, Wang Ke suddenly raised his hand and pointed at several of her acupoints, sealing all her qi organs, except for the five senses, which were almost the same as those of a dead person.

"Senior sister, live!"

Wang Ke glanced at Xia Xueqing deeply, jumped off the tree, and ran forward.

Xia Xueqing's eyes were blurred with tears, and she knew that Wang Ke was ready to sacrifice himself to lure the Grandmaster away and leave her with a glimmer of life.

"Senior brother, don't go, if you want to die, we will die together!"

It's a pity that her acupoint was sealed, and she couldn't shout this sentence, so she could only shout it over and over again in her heart.

After less than half a burnt incense, Xia Xueqing heard someone passing by quickly, thinking that it was the grandmaster that Hua Ling had encountered.

Her qi was sealed by Wang Ke, and the grandmaster didn't even notice it, and continued to chase down Wang Ke's whereabouts.

"Senior brother......" Xia Xueqing read silently, tears sliding down her cheeks.

Wang Ke used all his strength and ran forward desperately, but he heard the voice behind him getting closer and closer, and knew that he would not be able to escape.

He gritted his teeth and jumped onto a big tree, staring intently at the way he came, the Obsidian Sword in his hand had never been so tight.

Finally, the figure of the Grandmaster appeared.

Wang Ke flew down diagonally from under the tree, the man and the sword became one, the sword light was like a flying rainbow, brilliant and fast, shrouded towards the grandmaster.

A sword comes from the west, and immortals fly outside the sky.

Wang Ke's eyes looked at the grandmaster coldly and resolutely, and silk threads appeared in his eyes again, representing all the qi around him, and the point where the silk threads gathered was the fatality of the grandmaster.

That sect master had never seen such a brilliant sword technique, and he was about to dodge this sword with a slight movement of his body, but he found that his qi was completely shrouded by this sword, and he couldn't help but sigh in surprise, and an invisible momentum suddenly bloomed on his body.

Suddenly, the silk threads in Wang Ke's eyes were broken, and the figure of the grandmaster became blurred and difficult to distinguish.

Sure enough, there are all ants under the grandmaster, even if Wang Ke has the invincible swordsmanship of flying immortals outside the sky, he can't hurt him by half a point.

The grandmaster laughed, and with a flick of his fingers in the air, a swift finger wind, carrying an incomparably thick internal force, **** out, was hitting the Ziyao Sword.

Wang Ke felt as if he had been hit by a big sniper, and the whole person involuntarily rolled backwards and hit a tree hard.

The thigh-thick tree was actually broken by Wang Ke, and the huge crown fell to the ground.

"Yes, with your innate ability, you are the first person to force this seat to use the power of the grandmaster. ”

The man's voice was low and majestic, and there was a hint of appreciation in his words.

Wang Keqiang stood up, opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of hot blood, covered his chest and said, "Your Excellency, grandmaster, don't you want to make people laugh if you attack a junior like me?"

"Hehe, if you don't say it, if I don't say it, who will know? Come on, let me see what else you are capable of, and use it." The man laughed.

"Will you let me go if I do it?" Wang Ke asked.

The man touched his chin and said, "If you can hurt me, then it's not impossible to think about it." ”

Hurt the Grandmaster?

This is the biggest joke Wang Ke has ever heard, with the ability of Su nationality, born in the Kunlun Holy Land, and a half-step grandmaster, he can't even let out a fart in front of Hai Dafu, how can he hurt the grandmaster?

However, this is the only chance of life, Wang Ke can't help but grab it, his hand touched his waist, and took out a knife of three inches and seven minutes.

Although the Flying Immortals outside the sky also lost their minds, they were much less than Xiao Li Flying Knife, and Wang Ke's remaining mind could barely send out a shot of Xiao Li Flying Knife.

"I hope Your Excellency can keep your word!" Wang Ke said in a deep voice, pinning all his hopes on the flying knife in his hand.

"Sure enough, it's a flying knife again, it seems that you really have the skills to take care of the house. The man laughed twice and said, "Come on, let me see if you have grown, whether this little Li flying knife is really a good example!"

Wang Ke didn't expect that he even knew his own information well, it seemed that the Xituo Holy Sect had already moved its true character.

He condensed all the remaining thoughts, locked on the Grandmaster with all his might, and the thread in his eyes resurfaced.

At this moment, everything was abandoned by Wang Ke, and only the point of silk threads gathered in his eyes and hearts remained.

The Grandmaster also seemed to become solemn, and even his breathing slowed down a little, but he didn't release the momentum of the Grandmaster.

Suddenly, Wang Ke's eyes lit up, and the flying knife came out of his hand, and the sharp sword light flew towards the center of the sect master's eyebrows.

Wang Ke very much hopes that the grandmaster in front of him can become Shangguan Jinhong and use his life to once again compose a myth that is not false.

Unfortunately, to his disappointment, the Grandmaster popped out with his fingers bent again, and the speed of the sword light immediately decreased.

He flicked his fingers twice, and the knife finally fell from the air.

The myth that Xiao Li's flying knife is not false has finally been broken in front of the grandmaster, even if he has a deadly special skill, without the corresponding strength, it will be empty after all.

At the same moment when the flying knife fell to the ground, Wang Ke's mind was also so weak that it was difficult to support his body, and he slowly fell backwards.

At this time, Wang Ke's consciousness had fallen into a daze, and he only saw a figure coming in front of him in the haze.

"Hand over Xia Xueqing, I will spare you from death!" The voice was so cold that there was no emotion.

"Hugh, think!" (To be continued.) )