The two men fighting outside the cave entrance faced the killing of more than fifty masters for a while. It was inevitable that they could not comply with each other and suffered setbacks. Gradually, they each had several deep but not fatal blood marks on their bodies!

"Friends, you kill them quickly. I can't wait to make their blood priest my spirit snake!" Elder Fucking Snake shouted at the guest in the blue-robed sword.

"You don't have the right to tell me to do things!" Although the Japanese sword Qingyike said this, he wanted to end the fight early. Seeing that he drew out the Japanese sword again, he went straight to the sky with the power of ascension, and then swept Zhuge Sansheng and Nangong Shu with the power of ascension!

If the sword has a move from flying immortals to the sky, isn’t this sword technique the same?

When Zhuge Sansheng saw that this sword was earth-shaking, he immediately put Nangong Shugu behind him and stood up with his sword to meet him!

"The third brother!" Nangong Shu wanted to draw the bow to support him, but the strong collision was already in a moment - he heard a "shuh" sound! It was like two dragons colliding with all their might!

There will be any injury when fighting swords and swords. Zhuge Sansheng is much inferior to the swordsmanship side, and his physical strength has been exhausted by the guest in Qingyi, so he lost a lot of damage to this blow! The sword was broken by a knife, and the person was hit by the repulsive force and immediately sprayed out a mouthful of blood, and the person fell straight from the wall.

Nangong Shu was just about to pick it up, but the Japanese sword Qingyike did not give him a chance. As he was approaching, a thin sword less than two feet whistled from the entrance of the cave, until the Japanese sword Qingyike's heart!

The guest of the Japanese sword, Qingyi, hurriedly put away the sword, and Nangong Shu was able to take the time to catch the falling Zhuge Sansheng. A few screams came from the entrance of the cave, and Zuo Junhou's Chaoge sword was already drinking blood with great pleasure!

"Quick out of the cave!"

The Eighth Elder pulled Qiandou next to him and dodged towards the Qingyike's sphere of influence, and the other warlocks also followed him. But Zuo Junhou's sword was very fast and urgent. How can you not be anxious to kill people? How can you not be anxious to drink blood?

More than 30 witch tribe members, he used two swords and left sixteen heads!

He walked out of the cave like a god of killing and despised the powerful of the blue-clothed killers!

The so-called generals can command troops on the battlefield, charge forward, and stand alone, be in the world, use the dead souls under the sword to form courage, produce evil spirits, and create murderous aura! Can you ask who can match the world?

"Zuo Junhou!" Nangong Shu exclaimed. He obviously recognized this "old friend" who was not a friend.

After Zuo Jun pulled out the Zijian embedded in the mountain wall, he came over to take a closer look at Zhuge Sansheng's injuries, but he glanced at him and said, "He has suffered some internal injuries and cannot die. Just find a leisurely way to use his skills to heal his wounds, and leave everything next to me and Yan Qing."

When he heard Yan Qing's name, Zhuge Sansheng, who was originally unconscious, narrowed his eyes and muttered: "Yan...Yan Qing? Where is he?"

Yu'er walked to the entrance of the cave and did not go out, so she hid behind her and watched in panic. Yan Qing walked out slowly with her hands behind her back. The king came in person, and everyone was shocked by the intimidation!

He glanced at the 'Snake Fucking Elder' and a group of witch people first, nodded, and shouted three times, "Yes, yes."

Even though the witch people hated Yan Qing to the core, these three sounds of "can" broke through their psychological defense layer by layer, and all hatred seemed to be replaced by horror.

The 'Snake Fucking Elder' refused to accept the anger, but instead said: "Yan Qing, I didn't expect you to appear in front of my witch clan. Today I will use your blood to sacrifice to all the living creatures left in Shushan!"

Yan Qing just sniffed, and ignored the clamor like a dog barking. He grabbed it with his backhand and called out softly: "The sword is coming." The sad shuttle that was inserted into the ground roared and recognized his master, and rose up from the ground like a shuttle, which fell into his hand in the blink of an eye.

He caressed the sword gently and had a spiritual understanding of his body and mind. He can't remember how long he hadn't touched his beloved sword.

"Yan Qing, the third brother said he wanted to see you before he died..." Nangong Shu shouted with a wry smile.

"Uh... I forgot," he walked to Zhuge Sansheng with a few steps in his sleeve. After looking at Zhuge Sansheng's eyes, he raised his eyebrows and said, "How come he looks like a dying person?"

Zhuge Sansheng felt powerless and guilty: "I caused you a lot of trouble this time..."

Yan Qing smiled lightly and said, "Trouble is something that people are causing, and the troubles that are caused are also destined to be solved. This is the technique of heaven and earth and rules. You should know more than me, but," he sighed and blamed him with Nangong Shu: "You are really useless."

Nangong Shu said, "You are less arrogant. Although you come, we are also facing danger. The witchcraft is difficult to deal with. The Qingyike holding a Japanese sword will never be worse than yours. You should be careful..."

After saying this, Yan Qing turned his head and carefully looked at the retired Japanese sword Qingyi Guest.

He asked first: "Are you a member of the Curtain Tower?"

“It’s natural.”

"You must have a good position in the Fengyi Building with your force, and you should use a knife," he paused and asked again, "Do you know that there is another master who uses a knife in the Fengyi Building before?"

"who?"

"Wu Que."

The young guest of the Japanese sword Qingyi pondered for a while before saying, "His sword skills are better than me, but he can't stand it better than me," he murmured: "I didn't expect that Wuque was still alive..." Then he asked again, "Then what is your relationship with Wuque?"

"good friend."

"Are you a good friend or a friend?"

“Can there be a difference between the two?”

"If the word 'good' is different, the relationship will be a hundred and eight thousand miles apart."

Yan Qing nodded and agreed, "You are right. We are good friends who share hardships. Good luck with life and death, who will block my knife."

Qingyike curled his lips, and was a little jealous. He said, "He rarely makes friends, and even more good friends are heard of."

Yan Qing smiled lightly and said, "Prostitutes will follow good people, evil people will follow good people, and killers will naturally retire. I will not tell you that he has become a kind and kind person. He also married a very beautiful wife. In the Luoxia Escort Agency in Yangcheng, his wife brewed wine and was the only one in the world."

Qingyike complained: "He didn't ask me to drink after he got married..."

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, but smiled and said, "Maybe only the Luoxia Escort Agency knows about his marriage. I won't tell you that he and his wife have been married for several years, and have never touched anyone."

Qingyike sighed: "It seems that you are really his good friend... His personality is always so distinctive, so he is respected as the 'Sword God'. Look at this point, I am willing to give up the disadvantage."

"Are you his friend?" Yan Qing asked.

"It's a 'good' friend." Qingyike deliberately said the word 'good' very seriously.

"What's your name?" Yan Qing asked again.

Qingyike said: "We are enemies, I don't want to tell you any information about me."

Yan Qing smiled lightly and said, "I can pester Wu Que to ask."

"He won't betray my good friend."

"He will betray you, a good friend for me, because you are dealing with his good friend now, that is, me!"

Qingyike was silent for a while, sighed and said, "Masahiro Kimura."

Yan Qing was puzzled: "You are holding a Japanese knife, but you are speaking fluent Chinese, but you are getting the name of a Japanese. Where do you belong to?"

Kimura smiled and said, "This is very simple. My father is a Han Chinese and my mother is a Japanese. After some changes, after my mother left, my father gave me an orthodox Yamato name."

"So you also have the bloodline of our Han people, otherwise you must be very short... As far as I know, all the Japanese are only six and a half feet."

Kimura is very tall, at least not shorter than Yan Qing. Although he talked and laughed with Yan Qing, he always held the hilt of the knife at hand.

The same is true for Yan Qing. The sword energy has already been quenched on the sword body when he said the first sentence and can be killed at any time.

The two of them worked step by step, pay attention to every sentence!

a long time.

Yan Qing took the lead and said, "It seems that from our conversation, this battle can actually be avoided."

Kimura said: "Since Lord Yan has arrived, I think it is difficult to complete the task today, but," he paused, "But as far as I know, Lord Yan is a person who will revenge. I hurt your good friend, are you willing to give up?"

Yan Qing nodded without hesitation: "It's because he can't beat others, he deserves it."

"Then there will be a date later." Kimura let go of the hand holding the hilt of the knife. This fight can be fought, he will not win or lose. If the task cannot be completed, the disciple will be ruined. It is not cost-effective.

"Let's wait!" Yan Qing suddenly called him.

He frowned and looked back, saying "Slowly" must be a bit strange.

"You and Canglong--"

"I don't know!" He was determined!

Yan Qing hurriedly said, "I think you have misunderstood. I mean, I'm paying you to help me kill the master behind the scenes who instructed you."

Kimura hesitated for a moment, finally shook his head and said, "That man hides his identity perfectly. I don't know his information at all. No matter how much you pay, I can't help you, and I don't want to get into trouble in the dark."

Yan Qing was displeased and said coldly: "Then you dare to mess with me?"

"Go farewell, I'll say goodbye. There will be a date later. I'll ask me for hello to Wuque."

He waved his hand to remove all the guests in Qingyi, but at this time the "Snake Fucking Elder" said in a panic: "My friend, how can you leave just by saying that you can leave? Didn't we agree to deal with them together before?"
Chapter completed!