Xiang Ping didn't make any moves, since there was nowhere to escape, his fate was already doomed.The two elders of Qingyun, plus more than ten disciples, if this configuration kills him, the other party may not even sweat a little.Xiang Ping, who asked the God Realm, had no power to fight back.Xiang Ping closed his eyes resignedly, and then he suddenly smiled, for him, in fact, life and death have long been looked down, and the only thing he cares about is Nan Bijin.In fact, Xiang Ping never thought of escaping from Mashan City, if it weren't for Nan Rujin, he would rather stay there and then look in the direction of Qingyun.The two Qingyun disciples raised the long swords in their hands and rushed towards Xiang Ping's heart."
Poof" and "poof" made two muffled sounds in a row, and the long sword pierced Xiang Ping's chest one after another, the tip of the sword penetrated through his back, and blood dripped down the tip of the sword and fell to the ground.Xiang Ping suddenly opened his eyes slowly, looked at the people of Qingyun Sect angrily, and said softly: "I have a feeling that the story between me and Nan Yijin should not be over yet" "Poof" After Xiang Ping finished speaking, his body fell softly.Xiang Ping's death, everything came so plainly, in the blessed land of the cave, a person in the cultivation realm like him doesn't know how many times he will die every day.Xiang Ping's death will naturally be very bland, a disciple of a third- or fourth-rate small family in Mashan City, who will notice him?
But things in the world are often coincidental and incredible, and behind the seemingly ordinary things, there may be very unexpected and unbelievable.Elder Cao said calmly: "Dispose of his corpse, and then we will go back to Qingyun ...... immediately" The two Qingyun disciples bent down and were about to drag Xiang Ping's body away.But at this moment, suddenly, a dark broad-backed sword shot out from some direction, and with a "poof" sound, it was inserted next to Xiang Ping's corpse.Qingyun's people were stunned for a moment and looked around, and in the distance, they saw two figures floating in the air from a distance, and then standing above Xiang Ping's corpse.A sloppy old man lowered his head, frowned and said, "Why is it so good-looking?"
Why did a man grow into a flower" The person next to Lao Dao said: "It's just suitable, it's still very fresh when he just died, and it can be used by him when he is brought back, you don't care if he looks good or not, what's the problem?"
”Lao Dao nodded and said: "That's right, as long as it can be used, it is indeed a good skin" Qingyun's elder raised his eyebrows and frowned and asked: "Where did the two Daoists come from, Qingyun Sect is courteous here, this is our Qingyun's internal matter, I don't know you?"
”These two people came a little inexplicably, and what they said was also inexplicable.The sloppy old man turned his head and said, "Qingyun?
That Qingyun next to the Qingshan Sect?
”Elder Cao was very unhappy, what is called Qingyun next to Qingshan Sect, are we so non-existent, he nodded patiently and said: "Exactly" Lao Dao nodded: "Oh" Yu Qiuyang turned his head and said: "You have to kill your mouth, otherwise I am afraid that things will be very troublesome in the future, and it will not be easy to do" "Okay" Lao Dao looked at Xiang Ping's corpse on the ground, and said softly: "We have to accept your great favor, in return, then I will help you kill these people, it can be regarded as revenge for you, you go all the way in the spirit of heaven, From now on, you will face the world again in a different way, I thank you in advance!
”The people of Qingyun Sect were stunned for a moment, and they were quite unclear about Lao Dao's words.Yu Qiuyang suddenly stretched out his hand, and the wide-backed big sword inserted in the ground fell into his hand with a "swish", and the big sword under Zhu Chungang's feet immediately rose, and the two of them raised their hands at the same time and fell downward.Zhu Chungang and Yu Qiuyang's strong move was completely beyond Qingyun Sect's expectations, these two people came suddenly, and it only took a few words to start, which made Qingyun completely unaware of what reason they came from."
Click, click" The two wide-backed swords instantly fell on the bodies of Qingyun's two disciples, and the other party immediately turned their heads in different places.The Daomen Nine-Character Mantra Sword Technique, in the hands of Zhu Chungang and Yu Qiuyang, poured down like nine Changhong, and where Changhong passed, except for the two elders of the Qingyun Sect, several disciples were not the enemy of the unity.Seeing this, the two elders roared in anger, "Are you trying to be an enemy of my Qingyun Sect?"
”"It's not up to you to be an enemy or not, it's all going to be wiped out, where did you get so much nonsense......"
Zhu Chungang and Yu Qiuyang joined forces, and the people of Qingyun Sect were quickly cleaned up, and indeed there was not a single living mouth left.The sword of the end of the road mountain was far from being comparable to these ordinary elders of the Qingyun Sect.Xiang Ping died, and his body lay quietly on the ground, two long swords stuck in his chest.Zhu Chungang and Yu Qiuyang stood beside him.At the same time, on the way back to Mashan Cave, Nan Rujin suddenly felt a pain in his heart for some reason, which was a piercing pain, and it hurt to the bones.Nan Rujin squatted on the ground in pain, his eyes looking blankly behind him, which was the direction leading to the end of the mountain.It is also the direction of going to Ping.Nan Qijin knew that something must have happened, and it must be something very important to her, but the word "impossible" was always echoing in her mind.So Nan Rujin stood up with difficulty, she staggered a few steps, and suddenly a person flew into the air under her feet, desperately flying towards the cave sky of Langya Mountain.I don't know how long it took, Nan Rujin came to the outside of Langya City, and the air here was still filled with the smell of blood.There was still a pool of dried blood on the ground, as if it was telling of a scene that had happened here.The corpse is no longer there, not only the elders and disciples of the Qingyun Sect, but also the corpse of Xiang Ping.Nan Rujin stood silently, motionless after a long time, she knew that something must have happened to Xiang Ping, and she knew that the pool of blood must be Xiang Ping's.Although Nan Bijin didn't have any evidence, she felt so, because a woman's intuition was far more accurate than the evidence might be.Time seems to have frozen.Two tear streaks appeared on Nan Rujin's face, she squatted down, reached out to pick up the dust on the ground, and closed her eyes to her nose."
You're gone, what am I doing living alone?
I want to be the peak master of Nanhui, I want to be the sect master of Qingyun, in fact, I just want me to go higher and farther, and you and I will get better and better, in fact, I don't have much interest in that position......"
Nan Qijin muttered softly, and her voice revealed endless sadness.