Six hundred and twentieth eighth chapter Qi Shen situation should
On the second day, in the Treasure Appraisal Pavilion of the Sword Sect in Jinyang City, there were many strong men here. Song Lang and Guo Yang both stood respectfully in front of several middle-aged men.
"Are you really sure that that person's cultivation is comparable to that of the elders in the sect?" One of the men with a stern face looked at Song Lang and asked.
Even with their cultivation in the Kong Ming Period, they still felt an incomparable fear in front of this stern man, and this stern man was also considered a very famous figure in the world of cultivation. Qiu Burong, the cold-faced Xue Dao, had reached the level of
A strong person in the late stage of out-of-body experience.
But his popularity is not due to his out-of-body strength. After all, there are many people above him who are more powerful than him. The reason why he got such a frightening title was a hundred years ago.
.
At that time, Qiu Burong was a strong man in the late Dongxu period, but at that time he was not a member of the Sword Sect. Once he went out and returned home and found that his wife had been raped by a local powerful young man, and his wife
He also committed suicide on the spot. After finding out the force, Qiu Burong charged into that force one by one. In just one night, everyone in that force was killed by Qiu Burong, not even a dog was spared. From then on, Qiu Burong was in
He is also quite famous in the world of cultivation, not because of his strength, but because of his bloodshed.
Since then, Qiu Burong joined the Sword Sect, and his bloody methods have not changed. Every time the Sword Sect sends him out to execute people, he always kills them all, and he always has that cold expression when killing.
If he doesn't change it, he will be known as Xue Dao Lengmian.
This time Qiu Burong and several other strong men happened to go to a city near Jinyang City, and Song Lang and Guo Yang also reported the matter to the two of them. After learning about the matter, Qiu Burong came with a group of experts.
Jinyang City.
For strong people, Jian Zong always has a heart to accommodate strong people. This is why Jian Zong took Qiu Burong in at the beginning. This time they found such a strong person in Jinyang City, and he was also a strong man walking alone. Naturally, Jian Zong would not
Let it go.
After making sure, Qiu Burong looked at the people who came with him: "What do you think we should do?"
A man in black thought for a while and then said: "Let's go see who this person is first. Since he has such a level of cultivation, he cannot be an unknown person. If we can, we will surrender him. If not, let's see
It depends on the situation. Since you dare to damage our Sword Sect’s position, there will naturally be a price to pay.”
Regarding the words of the man in black, Qiu Burong also nodded: "Okay, let's do it." He licked his lips excitedly, as if he hadn't killed anyone for a long time, and Qiu Burong couldn't help but feel the strong bloody smell on his body.
spread out.
Several people who came with him frowned when they saw this scene. They knew that every time Qiu Burong gave out such a breath, it meant that he wanted to kill someone again. However, this time Qiu Burong was leading the team, and they did not dare to say anything.
What.
Zuixian Tower, there were originally a lot of guests here today, but after a group of people arrived, no other people could be seen in Zuixian Tower anymore.
Under the leadership of Qiu Burong, the people from Jian Zong came to Zuixian Tower and directly drove away everyone and booked the entire restaurant. Although other guests were dissatisfied with such overbearing behavior, but with Qiu Burong's strong strength and Jian Zong
Under the name, they naturally dared to be angry but dare not speak out, and in the end they had no choice but to leave Zuixian Tower obediently.
Looking at this group of menacing people, the store clerk walked up to Qiu Burong and others timidly and asked timidly: "Gentlemen, I wonder what you need?"
It was naturally impossible for Qiu Burong and the others to talk to a person like the waiter, Qiu Burong. Song Lang looked at the waiter with interest and said, "Call your boss Russell out, we want to talk to him."
Although the waiter in the shop was very scared when he heard this, he still lowered his head and replied: "I'm sorry, gentlemen, our boss is in retreat. He said he won't see anyone for the time being."
Qiu Burong turned his head and glanced at the waiter lightly. The murderous look in his eyes was just like this. The waiter felt that even his breathing became abnormally heavy. Under that glance, the waiter seemed to feel that he was really
Was killed once.
Not daring to say any more, the waiter hurriedly ran upstairs. These people were no longer something he could handle. Although calling the boss out might get him scolded, it would be better than losing his life, right? But the waiter had just left.
Ye Bai walked up the stairs and walked down from the top. He grabbed the waiter and said, "There's no need to call your boss. I'll go over and take a look."
I still knew Ye Bai, the waiter. When Ye Bai said this, the waiter nodded quickly and ran downstairs, while Ye Bai walked towards Qiu Burong and the others.
Arriving in front of Qiu Burong's table, Ye Bai was also surprised. He didn't expect that so many powerful people came here this time, and there were three of them that even Ye Bai couldn't see through.
It seems that those three people are at least strong men above the Dongxu stage. Ye Bai glanced at Qiu Burong and the two people beside him without changing his expression. Especially when he looked at Qiu Burong, Ye Bai frowned, even though he was just sitting.
There, Ye Bai felt that this man was like a bloody mad knife that could kill people at any time. Such a depressing feeling made Ye Bai very uncomfortable.
He was amazed in his heart, but Ye Bai still looked at them with a very calm face: "Don't you know what you want to see Boss Luo for?"
Seeing Ye Bai's appearance, Song Lang's eyes showed deep hatred: "Boy, you'd better be honest and call Russell out. You have no right to speak here." Russell didn't give Ye Bai any face.
shouted in a cold voice.
Ye Bai didn't even bother to look at Song Lang. It's hard to achieve great things with such magnanimity. Among the people at the table, only the man with the strong smell of blood made Ye Bai noteworthy.
"Can I sit down?" Ye Bai looked at Qiu Burong and asked.
After hearing this, Song Lang immediately prepared to mock Ye Bai again, but Qiu Burong smiled indifferently: "If you can sit down, of course I don't mind." A powerful murderous aura emanated from Qiu Burong's body. At the same time, Ye Bai
The murderous aura in Bai's body also began to slowly soar.
Two extremely powerful murderous auras were confronting each other in front of the wine table. Under the surprised expressions of Qiu Burong and others, Ye Bai slowly sat down.
Both have extremely powerful murderous intent, but there is a big difference between them. Qiu Burong's murderous intent was indeed formed by killing too many people, while Ye Bai formed it through his own mental strength.
Seeing Ye Bai possessing such a powerful murderous intent, Qiu Burong laughed: "Interesting boy, this is the first time I have seen a boy in the transformation stage who can remain calm under my murderous intent, and even dares to sit with me.
." Qiu Burong expressed his unabashed appreciation, which made Song Lang and the others very unhappy.
"This guy is not talented, he just has some courage. I hope you seniors don't mind." Ye Bai's eyes were always looking at Qiu Burong. Although this man looked calm, Ye Bai's feeling told him that he was the one who
The most dangerous person on the table.
"Little guy, call that Russell out. You are very popular with me. I don't want to kill you yet." Qiu Burong said lightly, but his words were strong and could not be opposed.
Ye Bai did not speak. If he said no at this time, Ye Bai would not doubt that Qiu Burong would immediately attack him. But when Ye Bai was silent, Qiu Burong turned his right hand, and a bloody long knife appeared in front of him.
In his hand, Ye Bai could see that the blood color on the long knife was not caused by the material, but should be dyed red by blood.
Qiu Burong has a habit of never wiping his long knife after killing someone. Over the years, his long knife has been stained with countless blood, and it has changed from the silver color to this bloody color.
"What a murderous knife." Ye Bai smiled coldly. Ye Bai was even more convinced of what he was thinking. This man was indeed a madman, and he was also a murderous madman.
Qiu Burong held the bloody long knife in his hand and looked at Ye Bai and slowly shook his head: "Although you are very fond of me, it's a pity that you refused to answer my question." The bloody long knife in Qiu Burong's hand was like lightning.
Ye Bai slashed over.
Run? I'm sure I can't run now. Are you going to take his move? Ye Bai asked himself that he was not sure. Did I, Ye Bai, die here out of frustration in the end? Thinking of this, Ye Bai himself felt a little funny.
The bloody long knife was getting closer and closer to Ye Bai. For the first time, Ye Bai smelled the breath of death. Ye Bai's hair was blown away by the wind of the knife. The strong murderous aura broke through Ye Bai's murderous aura and locked him down.
One sword, a killing blow.
'Huhu!' The wind blew, and a black shadow appeared beside Ye Bai. Just when the bloody long knife was about to slash Ye Bai's body, a pair of big hands grabbed the bloody long knife firmly.
In his hands, under these big hands, the bloody sword could no longer move forward.
"Huh?" Qiu Burong was a little surprised that someone could suppress his long sword with one hand. He looked up at the owner of these big hands, but a trace of doubt flashed in Qiu Burong's eyes. This man seemed to be familiar to him.
Kuang Ying also looked sideways at Qiu Burong: "I haven't seen you for decades, Qiu Burong. I didn't expect you to have reached the late stage of unsheathing. This cultivation speed is quite good."
Qiu Burong's brows furrowed together. Before, he only felt that Kuang Ying's face was familiar, but now, even Kuang Ying's voice felt extremely familiar to Qiu Burong. But this familiarity made Qiu Burong's heart change.
I felt a little scared, as if this voice and face evoked some memories deep in my heart that I really didn't want to recall.
Looking at Kuang Ying blankly, a name finally appeared in Qiu Burong's mind. A little cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead. There was a hint of panic in Qiu Burong's eyes. Staring at Kuang Ying, Qiu Burong's voice
He became trembling: "You...are you a Qi Shen Xiang Ying?"