Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 443 Return of the Demon Saint?Nine Kills Hanging Top!

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time.

The early summer sun has risen.

Su Qinian opened his eyes and saw the old man walking in the old forest in front of him, and an oiled paper bag was thrown from a distance.

And the old man himself was holding a greased paper bag, which contained three or four steaming meat buns.

Su Qinian opened the oiled paper bag, took out two jars of old wine from the bright melting furnace that was also turned into stone, threw one jar to the old man, and patted the unsealing mud on the other jar, and took a long drink.

The meat buns are soft and the noodles are rich in aroma. Su Qinian has a full meal with a jar of old wine.

In fact, after reaching his level of cultivation, the dragon and tiger golden cores have been condensed, and they can already feed on Qi, and there is no need to ingest whole grains. For him, the whole grains will become a kind of impurity instead.

However, Su Qinian will never forget that he is still alone in the world of mortals, even if he is a legendary fairy, he can't escape half of the character.

This is the Tao.

With the last sip of wine in his throat, the wine jar in Su Qinian's hand fell to the ground and shattered.

"In the dark years, Jiuyou also tried to assassinate the emperor of the monster clan, and even the emperor, why did he point the butcher knife at the same clan today." Su Qinian looked at the old man and said seriously.

The old man was dressed in a gray robe, his gray hair was loose, and he was very neat. He chuckled lightly and said: "Jiuyou kills, kills and becomes Taoist. Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Why not point to the same clan? When the demon saint returns in the future, Jiuyou will naturally Will not stay out of it."

The demon saint returns!

Su Qinian's eyes froze. This was the first time he heard these four words. In the end of the dark age, the nine demon saints were exiled for a long time and space. Could it be that after more than five thousand years, they can still find their way back and come to the world again? the world?

This is not an ordinary calamity. When the nine monster saints return to the world, it will be an incalculable disaster. When the dark years return to the world, blood will flow into rivers and bones will become mountains.

More than [-] years have passed, the emperor of the first Han Dynasty has long since passed away, the sages of the dragon clan have disappeared, the shadow of a real dragon has disappeared, and the strongest force in the world is nothing but the quasi-sage of destiny.

Quasi-sages and quasi-sages are not real saints after all, and if the nine saints of the monster clan return, who can be the enemy?

No one knows how long a saint can live. There are many rumors in the world. Some say that after becoming a saint, they can live forever. Some say that a saint can live for [-] years, and some say [-] years. Even the Great Xia Human Emperor once said that those who become saints cannot escape the shackles of time and space.

Whether this can be proved, and it is difficult for a saint to live forever, no one knows.

Now the years are long, and more than five thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye. Those who were once alive have turned into a cup of loess, and some people have left nothing behind.

Su Qinian looked at the old man in gray robe, and said in a deep voice, "Does Jiuyou know anything?"

The old man took a deep look at him, and said, "If you survive the nine kills, you can get a glimpse of it."

Su Qinian raised his eyebrows and said, "Please!"

call!

After Su Qinian finished speaking, a gust of wind swept across between the two of them, rolling up a few fallen leaves, and the dust was blown up, before it fell into the pool, it was extinguished by the spray from the waterfall.

The gray-robed old man didn't move, and neither did Su Qinian. At this time, the sky above the two of them was dim, and there were dark clouds gathering, covering the morning sun, until there was faint thunder.

This is the intertwining of the two people's qi, and there is no doubt that the old man is a rare master of the Hunyuan realm. He has at least stepped into the fifth step, and even approached the sixth step. Mobilizing the origin, exuding a deep and majestic aura.

Su Qinian's expression remained unchanged, even as calm as water, even though the old man's aura was washed away, he would not retreat half a step, nor lose the slightest advantage, but he did not gain the slightest advantage, as if everything was maintained in such a way that he would not advance or retreat status.

The eyes of the gray-robed old man are slightly concentrated. As a member of the Nine Nethers, his sense of crisis is undoubtedly better than most people in the martial arts world. They believe in any hint of intuition.

groan!

A long sword like autumn water was pulled out by the old man from his waist. There was a faint sound of sword groaning, not the killing air as imagined, but a fresh breath of water. The long sword was like water, shimmering, and the old man stabbed in the air. It didn't even break the vacuum, just twisted the air like this, and reached the place three feet in front of Su Qinian.

With such a sword, Su Qinian turned his palm into a knife and slashed out obliquely. It seemed extremely slow, even the air did not move, but the strike came first and landed on the blade.

Bang!

When the palms and swords intersected, there was an astonishing impact sound in an instant. With the two of them as the center, the vacuum instantly shattered within a radius of a hundred feet, and they stepped into the world of shattered vacuum.

Click!

There was a cry of mourning, and the old man in gray robe stepped back more than ten feet and stood still, looking at the long sword like autumn water in his hand, a clear crack was formed on the blade of the sword and the place where the sword in his hand collided.

Caressing the blade lightly, the old man sighed and said, "After being with the old man for many years, you still can't hold on after all."

The old man and the sword whispered like old friends, Su Qinian pondered, and said, "I'm sorry."

It's not because the sword is fragile, but in fact, it's a middle-rank Wuhen sword that is close to the upper realm. In some respects, it has already set foot in the upper realm. The strength of his physique has reached an unimaginable level, and it is difficult for the middle Wuhen Baobing to beat him.

"It's okay, life and death are not like this in this world, the old man just sighed." The gray-robed old man raised his head, looked at Su Qinian, and said in a deep voice, "I'm not your opponent, it's not easy for you to get this far, ninth kill……"

The old man hesitated to speak, but finally just shook his head with a wry smile, held the sword in both hands, turned around and left.

Seeing the back of the old man leaving, Su Qinian didn't make another move. This is a different killer, not even an existence with blood on his hands, and his love for life is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Jiuyou Ninth Kill!

At this time, Su Qinian's eyes showed a look of contemplation. The origin of Jiuyou is unknown. According to ancient legend, it existed when the monster race came more than [-] years ago. There was once a peerless killer who hid in the void. The execution of the three great demon emperors shocked the world.Jiuyou is different from the general Jianghu martial arts sects and aristocratic families. No one knows its roots, but its foundation is profound, not only in the territory of the Han Dynasty, but also in the four countries.

Jiuyou people are not only cruel to assassins, but especially towards themselves, the ruthlessness of Jiuyou people has reached an unimaginable level.

Jiuyou is different from ordinary assassins in the Jianghu. He makes a maximum of nine shots, and after nine shots, regardless of success or failure, he will never intervene again.

And it is rumored that as long as the price is paid enough, even among the emperors of the Five Kingdoms, some have been assassinated by Jiuyou.

Jiuyou's eighth kill has passed, and only the ninth kill is left.

Although the confrontation between the two just now seemed to be uneventful, Su Qinian understood that it was not just a test, but the control of the two people's power had reached an extremely advanced level, and there was hardly a single bit of leakage or loss.

In that sword, Su Qinian captured the original power of water, and burst out five kinds of original mystery, but the old man included it with a sword method as quiet as clear spring water. This sword, ordinary young Taboo kings are also hard to beat. Of course, the four of Liu Qinghong, who have experienced the chaotic lake and enlightenment, have definitely made great progress now, not to mention becoming the strongest among young taboos in the past and present, such as the knights in Shijueguan The ten people who were branded were probably not far behind.

It's a pity that I have left the Knights Island now, otherwise Su Qinian would like to break through the ten extreme barriers again, and fight against ten strongest young taboos in the past and present to prove himself. Before the road, raise yourself to the most extreme peak state.

Only the last kill is left!

Su Qinian pondered, the eighth kill is already so strong, from the first first kill to the current eighth kill, the strength of the Nine Nether Killers has almost changed drastically. Among them, the employer has to pay the price , I am afraid that the background of ordinary top sects and aristocratic families will also be hurt.

And with such background and sufficient reasons, Su Qinian already knew very well who invited Jiuyou to move for such a long time.

From this point of view, what happened back then was probably not that simple.

Su Qinian thought about all kinds of things in the past, he was too insignificant at the beginning, it is not an exaggeration to say that he was an ant, but even so, he was under heavy surveillance and even made many secret tricks, which is extremely unusual.

It seems that going to Beijing this time will probably not be peaceful.

Su Qi took a young breath, Jiuyou's ninth kill is also the last kill, if it is difficult to make it, it will not appear again, but there is no doubt that this ninth kill must be extraordinary, at least it is the sixth in the first-class Primordial Realm Step [-], or even a master of the seventh step of peak consummation is also very possible.

Perhaps, it is not that simple.

Su Qinian recalled that the old man's hesitant eyes before he left could make this Nine Nether Eighth Killer so hesitant, perhaps it would be an unprecedented crisis for him.

Putting away all the contempt in his heart, Yu Jiuyou, after seeing the old man in gray robe, Su Qinian also understood that this is definitely an unimaginable inheritance, not just killing.

Moreover, Su Qinian believed that with Jiuyou's means, it was impossible not to know that he possessed a psychic weapon. Once this last kill was made, it would definitely be earth-shattering.

three days later.

Jingdao, Ankang Prefecture, Ziyang County.

Walking into Ziyang City again, it was a completely different scene from before. The moment Su Qinian entered the city gate, his eyes moved slightly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Along the way, the Ninth Kill did not appear for a long time, but behind him, there were a few more tails.

There are many crazy people in this world, especially for some first-class masters of the older generation. They have been on the verge of death for many years, but it has been difficult for them to make further progress. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket, starting point genuine subscription is the biggest support for ten steps!)

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