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Chapter 153: Salvation

Chapter 153: Rescued (It’s too late, it’s over!) “Qing’er, who do you think he is?” The strongest of the Immortal Sword Sect also stepped forward and asked.

Lang Qing smiled miserably, "Seniors, you don't believe me! There is indeed a powerful person here, from the Tianhua Sect, named Tian Wu! He will Wu Tao, two ninth-grade and several eighth-grade powerful

The person will be killed instantly!"

Tian Wu? Is he also the strongest? But when he heard this name, the six strongest sects all looked at each other, and then shook their heads, not knowing this person. It seems that this Tianhua Sect has always had evil intentions.

This incident had been planned for a long time. Tianhua Sect was immediately blacklisted in the minds of these people, and soon this sect would no longer exist.

Looking at the powerful ones, Lang Qing paused for a moment and then continued, "The one who killed the most of us was not Tianwu."

Suddenly, the six strongest expressions became even stranger. They turned to look directly at Lang Qing. Even the sloppy old man who had been drinking put down his flask and listened to what Lang Qing said.

"Is there still one supreme leader?" the supreme leader of the Immortal Sword Sect asked again.

Lang Qing shook his head and showed a bleak smile, "Those casual cultivators, including those from the three demon sects, and a few of us all died in the hands of the same person. His name was Qin Yi, hahaha! But there were only four

It’s just a matter of rank!”

Fourth level! The strongest people seemed to be unable to believe their ears. Five or six ninth level experts, dozens of eighth level experts, and so many seventh level experts did not die in Tianhua Sect.

How could they accept that the most powerful person died in the hands of a fourth-grade cultivator?

The sloppy old man was also startled, and then showed a strange smile. This kid is really impatient, and he is really generous. Everyone knows that he is only a fourth-grade man, but they don't know that what he has in his hand is terrifying. Now that I think of that

The flames that destroyed the miasma made the sloppy old man feel a little bit frightened.

"Qing'er, this is a very important matter. You must not joke. Is it really the fourth-level cultivator who did it?"

"Master, how dare I lie to you? If you don't believe me, you can ask Zhuo Fan and these two senior brothers." Zhuo Fan and the two seventh-grade masters nodded in unison.

"Qin Yi! Qin Yi! Don't let us catch you. If you are caught, I will make you regret being born in this world!" the strongest member of the Xuan Mo Sect said fiercely, feeling extremely angry in his heart.

Ling'er looked at these people with disdain. The so-called strongest are just some despicable people who bully the weak. "I can't grab something, but I am killed by others, and I still feel aggrieved."

The strongest one glanced at Ling'er and said, "Little girl, don't you know the thief?"

"Haha, now he is a thief again. I dare to ask who is not the person here? I really don't know why you can say it." Ling'er said disdainfully.

"You... are such a sharp-tongued woman."

"Don't take it seriously! I'm just discussing the matter!"

"Ling'er, don't be presumptuous!" the old woman said, and Ling'er mumbled and stopped talking.

"Qing'er, in which direction are they going!" asked the strongest member of the Immortal Sword Sect.

Lang Qing stretched out his hand, and then the six strongest men said no more, stood up and jumped into the sky, chasing in that direction. The old woman glanced at the sloppy old man, and then said, "Old man Jiu, you are not going to take action. That young man

My relationship with you must be unusual!"

The sloppy old man was startled and said dullly, "I don't know him at all. What's unusual about him? But old woman, you want to save him yourself, why bother dragging me into the water."

"You promise not to take action then? Haha!" After saying that, the old woman stood up and jumped up, followed closely behind the six strongest men, and chased in the direction where Qin Yi and the others escaped. Yan'er and Ling'er also did the same.

The spiritual weapon turned into two stunning dragons and followed him.

The sloppy old man smiled helplessly. This old woman had really unique eyesight. After tying the wine bottle, she disappeared here.

"Shall we follow?" Zhuo Fan asked.

"Forget it, let's go back to the sect first. Even if we go, we won't be able to help." The four of them organized themselves, jumped in the opposite direction, and left here. Only undried blood was left in the forest.

and several corpses.

Qin Yi was held by Tian Wujia under his arm and fled wildly in the forest. He knew what Tian Wu had planned, and wanted to find a place to hand over the Nirvana Clay before him. Now he was worried that the strongest people behind him would catch up, so

He ran away desperately. Qin Yi was not stupid. He took this opportunity to recover from the previous consumption. He knew that the next battle might be more intense. But he didn't know what the result would be?

However, Qin Yi couldn't stop him when he tried hard. Although the strongest was terrifying, he also had a slap in the face and the ultimate killing move, which was the fire and thunder move that had never been used.

"Hey, old man, can you put me down? I'll be knocked out even if I'm jolted like this by you."

"Boy, stop talking nonsense! It will be safe when I run a little further. Then, quack quack!" As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yi felt a sharp pain, and for some reason the old man stopped suddenly.

"You're going to die, even if you stop and don't say hello!" Qin Yi roared. He was not afraid of Tianwu at all. Before he got the Nirvana Nirvana, he was safe.

After taking a closer look, it was not the old man who stopped by himself, but someone who appeared in front of him. This man was very familiar to Qin Yi. He was a sloppy old man. He saw that he was taking a bottle of wine and pouring a sip of wine into his mouth, leisurely.

Standing next to a tree.

"Old sir, it's you, come and save me!" Qin Yi was overjoyed, his luck had come, and he struggled hard, twisting under Tian Wu's body.

"Put him down and go!" the sloppy old man said calmly.

"Hmph, are you confident that you can definitely fight against me?" Tian Wu snorted coldly.

"One is not enough, what do you think if we add seven? Then you won't even have a chance to leave?" The sloppy old man still kept his smile.

Tian Wu knitted his eyebrows, struggling constantly in his heart at this moment. After spending so much effort and not hesitate to bring Tianhua Sect in, should he give up now? But as the sloppy old man said, he continued to take Qin Yi's words and wait.

His only option was death. He could clearly feel that there were seven powerful auras coming towards him from behind.

"The machine is all in vain! I hate it!" Tian Wu said helplessly, then threw Qin Yi out and disappeared into the forest.

"Hahaha, old sir, you are really my blessing. I'm out of danger now!" Qin Yi got up, took back his sin, and approached the sloppy old man with a big smile.

The sloppy old man stared at Qin Yi for a while, then sighed and said, "I don't think so."

At this time, seven figures also appeared here. "You are Qin Yi!"

"Uh! What's wrong with me?"

"I'll crush you to ashes!" Qin Yi heard this and finally knew what the sloppy old man meant. He had already known that a strong man was coming. Do it!


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