Qing Ming

This blow was silent, and Liu Qiankun never intended to kill Chu Nan by the halberd. At most, he knocked out a full head of Buddha on his head. The dull man who stopped him was Gan. Gan Luo, the eldest of the brothers.

Originally, the Gan brothers had no intention of intervening in the fight between mortals, but the fluctuation of aura when the silver-masked man made a move made them feel something. At the moment when the silver-masked man raised his halberd high, Gan Luo made a move.

Liu Qiankun drew back his long halberd, pointed to Chu Nangui who looked shocked, and said, "This guy scolded me, shouldn't I teach him a lesson?" This rhetorical question refuted the so-called embarrassment to ordinary people.

Gan Luo still had no expression on his face. The silver-masked man in front of him gave him a sense of déjà vu. This man's cultivation had clearly just reached the period of pregnancy, so it is logically impossible for him to feel this way?Thinking of this, a strangeness flashed in his eyes.

"I am Liu Qiankun, the master of Tianxing, and fellow Taoist is one of the four generals?" Liu Qiankun asked knowingly, his voice was not loud, but he intentionally mixed a little spiritual energy into it, and the soldiers on both sides could hear it clearly.

The prestige of Dragon Slayer National Master has already spread throughout the Tianxing Empire, and there was a burst of earth-shattering cheers from the coalition camps in all counties.

"Master Dragon Slayer! Master Dragon Slayer..." Hundreds of thousands of troops raised their weapons in unison, repeating that resounding title over and over again, and their reputation was greatly shaken.

Gan Luo was still expressionless, but his heart shook slightly. The news that the Dragon Slayer had retrieved the blood of the golden dragon had already reached the ears of the four brothers. Judging by the cultivation of the silver-faced man in front of him, it seemed impossible to take the blood of the golden dragon. Different from idiots talking about dreams, could there be someone behind him to help?

"I don't know who your friend and teacher are?" Gan Luo whispered.

Liu Qiankun was a little confused, why do people here have the habit of checking household registration?Always ask who is your teacher, where is the fairyland...

"In short, my sect is not something that you Gan brothers can offend!" Liu Qiankun said proudly, puffing out his chest.

In fact, he already had an idea in his mind: since he was asked, he simply punched him with the Mizong Fist to scare the four Earth Immortals for a moment, and he would have some scruples if they really fought against each other later.

Gan Luo frowned, and said: "It seems that today Gan Luo is going to learn about fellow Taoist dragon-slaying supernatural powers!" After speaking, he waved the dagger in his hand, and it drifted back a few feet.

Liu Qiankun casually threw the halberd to the ground, held out Qingming with his backhand, and secretly buckled three black stones in the palm of his other hand.

"Fellow daoists are invited!" Gan Luo held the dagger horizontally in both hands, flicked it lightly at the Wufeng.

choke!The dagger, which was as black as ink, soared into the sky with a dragon cry, and stopped between Gan Luo's brows. It was very steady, without the slightest tremor, the handle of the knife almost touched the flesh, and the tip of the knife pointed directly at Liu Qiankun.

It is more appropriate to say that it is not so much a knife as a sharp arrow full of bowstrings. There is no brilliant light of the knife, no vigor to shoot all over the place, but only a kind of breathtaking depression. Even Liu The imperial army behind Qiankun could also feel the suffocating oppression in the air.

A few soldiers even tried to move their bodies, but the short knife seemed to have life in vain. No matter how you moved, it would always appear in front of your eyes. Unconsciously, it gradually enlarged, and even the courage to move the body gradually disappeared...

The long sword in Liu Qiankun's palm trembled slightly. He didn't expect that the dull Gan Luo could show such a weird aura just by raising the short knife. Without hesitation, he pierced through his body, cursing secretly in his heart: Damn, this is the gap!

At this time, Liu Qiankun was like a child holding a sharp knife, but he was facing a strong man who was also holding a sharp knife. The coercion alone wiped out all the vigor in his heart.

Biting the tip of his tongue fiercely, a sharp pain entered Liu Qiankun's heart, and the depression in Liu Qiankun's heart also dropped suddenly. He pointed at Ganluo with the long sword in his hand, and shouted: "Come on, today I want to learn the methods of the four generals. !” The left palm holding the black stone was already slippery with sweat.

"Fellow Taoist, be careful!" The layer of frost on Gan Luo's face would not melt for thousands of years.

As soon as the words fell, the short knife between the eyebrows suddenly rose a few feet high, and a black light shot down like a falling star, and the terrifying knife energy scattered in all directions, and the coercion was ten times stronger.

Liu Qiankun swung his long sword obliquely, the light of the sword soared, and unexpectedly stretched out a strip of light more than ten feet long, sweeping towards the black knife obliquely, the majestic spirit of the earth gushed out from the strip of light, A crack was torn in the air above his head.

Originally, with his cultivation base, he couldn't use such a stunning sword, just because one of the three black stones in his hand was the land spirit bead!

Boom!The sky and the earth were completely dark, and the scattered spiritual energy collided in mid-air, bursting out a dazzling brilliance, and the violent gusts rattled Liu Qiankun's lapel.

The short knife in mid-air froze slightly, and slashed down wildly. This knife was like a thunderbolt, tearing a gap in the air of the earth spirit that filled the sky.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Two black lights went up against the wind and shot directly at the dagger.

laugh!The short knife seemed to come alive, drawing a strange arc in the air, avoiding two black lights lightly, and slashing straight down without losing momentum.

Whoosh!Whoosh... Liu Qiankun raised his palm swiftly, and shot a little bit of black light towards the dagger, making a harsh sound of piercing through the air, and an afterimage of his arm danced. At first glance, it looked like hundreds of arms had grown out of his body.

The black knife seemed to know how powerful it was. It moved and turned like a spirit snake in the air, and no black light could hit it. Liu Qiankun's magic weapon for victory became so weak at this moment.

"Hey!" Gan Luo pressed down with one palm and shouted in a deep voice.

The short knife in mid-air dragged out a gorgeous band of light, piercing into Liu Qiankun's chest...

Liu Qiankun bent his arms and protected his chest with a long sword. The deadly short knife had already rushed towards him.

boom!

The violent aura sent Liu Qiankun flying upside down, puff!He opened his mouth and sprayed out a cloud of blood, and the person was rushed hundreds of feet away like a kite with a broken string.

Plop!The huge body fell from mid-air, and there was a muffled sound, and the raised dust fell on his silver mask!

The pitch-black dagger rose slowly from his chest, drew a phantom in the air, and flew towards Gan Luo's palm...

Gan Luo stretched out his palm to take back the dagger, his complexion changed suddenly, because he found a gap the size of a grain of rice on the tip of the knife, a look of anger appeared on his dull face, and his eyes shot like lightning at the motionless body in the distance.

The world seems to have fallen into a dead silence, and the setting sun like blood sprinkled on this strange battlefield. This battle has already surpassed the scope of people's comprehension, and it has been sublimated to a height that no one knows. Turn into illusory and ridiculous bubbles...