"It's too late!" The fifth elder was ecstatic. Even if Yang Qingyuan got up now, it would definitely be too late!

He absolutely cannot avoid this blow!

The silver needle on the fingertip of the fifth elder's left hand pierced Yang Qingyuan's eyes. This blow was sure to kill!

Just before the sword needle hit Yang Qingyuan's eyes three inches, the fifth elder suddenly realized that the distance was extremely long, as if the distance between them was not three inches, but thirty feet or three hundred feet.

The fifth elder felt that the three-inch distance seemed to have gone through ten breaths of events, and finally the sword needle stabbed Yang Qingyuan's eyes.

"How can it be?!"

Without any obstruction, the fifth elder passed through Yang Qingyuan's figure with a confused look on his face, and advanced another ten feet before stopping.

…

Afterwards, the fifth elder collapsed on the ground. The blow just now seemed indifferent, but in fact it had consumed his remaining true energy.

The real energy brought by the disintegration of the demon is really going to be exhausted, and his life has come to an end.

But he can’t figure it out!

what happened?!

There is no way this blow will miss!

The fifth elder himself is also a master of Qinggong. Even if Yang Qingyuan's Qinggong is higher than him, it is absolutely impossible to react to the time and distance just now.

The fifth elder can also confirm that the person he stabbed just now is by no means an afterimage, but a real person.

I don't understand!!

"Isn't it surprising?!" Yang Qingyuan appeared in front of the fifth elder with a smile on his face, "Fortunately, I hid in time, otherwise I wouldn't have hid in time!"

"How did you avoid it!?" The fifth elder seemed to be exhaled in one breath. At this moment, his temperament had become decayed and his vitality was still alive.

"Do you think I really believe what you say?! I am in charge of Dali Temple and I have seen as many as one thousand or two prisoners. There is no way you can deceive me like this!" Yang Qingyuan looked like he was full of wisdom.

"When you were talking just now, you kept rubbing your remaining left hand, and occasionally there was a murderous look in your eyes. I concluded that you definitely didn't really want to make a deal with me, but wanted to find an opportunity to make a sneak attack. That's why I

I cooperated with you in this play because I wanted to believe that you would definitely say something useful."

The fifth elder became even more decadent when he heard this. He didn't expect that his plan, which he thought was comprehensive, was actually full of loopholes in Yang Qingyuan's eyes, and he had already seen through it.

The fifth elder felt a deep sense of powerlessness. How could he win against such a person?

It's a pity that the fifth elder didn't know that Yang Qingyuan had just consumed 70% of his true energy in order to avoid the blow to the face.

What had been seen earlier? What was expected? It was just Yang Qingyuan's words of forcible respect. He was really thinking about the Blood River Sect just now and did not notice anything strange about the fifth elder.

The touching of fingers and murderous eyes were just made up by Yang Qingyuan to bluff people.

In fact, Yang Qingyuan didn't react until the moment the sword needle approached.

The reality was just as planned by the fifth elder. Although Yang Qingyuan's Qinggong was very high, he could not avoid this blow.

"Then what happened just now? I can confirm that it was not your afterimage. How could it not have been stabbed..."

Not only was it not stabbed, but it also passed through the afterimage. The fifth elder did not understand!

"Of course you can't understand!" Yang Qingyuan folded the fan and said, "He is in the painting and I am in the painting. How could you stab me?!"

The person in the painting is Yang Qingyuan's own understanding of Qing Gong. It can even be said that it has broken away from the category of Qing Gong and is more like a magical skill in space.

When Yang Qingyuan displayed the figure in the painting, he and the fifth elder seemed to be no longer in the same space.

It seemed that he and the Fifth Elder were close at hand, but in reality they were far apart.

The fifth elder in the painting, no matter how fast he is or how high his martial arts skills are, it is impossible for him to hit Yang Qingyuan.

"..." The Fifth Elder muttered to himself after hearing this, "In the painting? Outside the painting! In the painting?! Outside the painting!! Painting..."

While constantly talking to himself, the fifth elder took his last breath, and with doubts and unwillingness, bid farewell to this world completely.

Yang Qingyuan slowly walked to the fifth elder, shook his head, folded his fan, and an unrivaled sword energy passed between the fifth elder's neck.

In an instant, the bodies of the fifth elder were separated.

Although Yang Qingyuan is proficient in martial arts, he cannot guarantee that he knows all the ways to fake death.

But he can be sure that after the corpses are separated, this person will definitely not survive!
Chapter completed!