Start making choices with the Magic Sword Chess of Life and Death

Zhao Ling'er nodded in Ren Qianxing's arms, and said in a stalk: "Brother Qianxing, I'm sorry, Ling'er promised you to laugh, but Ling'er couldn't help it." Ling'er has never left her grandmother since she was a child, I'm sorry. "

Ren Qianxing gently patted Zhao Linger's back with his hand to show comfort, and Zhao Linger hugged Ren Qianxing's back tightly and cried loudly.

Zhu Xianjian was in his body, there were no waves on the sea, and suddenly a big wave rose on the ground, and Ren Qianxing took up his cultivation to block the waves, and the wave peak returned to the water, revealing the figure behind him.

"Who are you!" Zhao Ling'er felt the killing intent of the man, wiped her tears, and asked.

The man was wearing the Taoist uniform of a disciple of Shushan, and Rao is Ren Qianxing was well-informed, and he still couldn't guess his identity.

"Shushan disciple Qingshi, I came to eliminate the demon by the master's order!" Qingshi Imperial Sword volleyed in the air, and responded with righteous words.

Zhao Ling'er wanted to refute, but Ren Qianxing shook her head, and she stopped talking.

According to Ren Qianxing's memory, at this time, the Dugu Sword Saint of Shushan had not yet ordered to arrest people, and it was not Zhao Ling'er who Qingshi wanted to arrest, but himself.

To be precise, it is the Zhuxian Sword behind him. In the eyes of Shu Mountain, the Zhuxian Sword kills indiscriminately, it is a demon way, and it is a magic sword.

From the moment the Zhuxian Sword came out, the Lone Sword Saint sensed it, and then sent his disciples to check it out.

From the moment Qingshi appeared, the Zhuxian Sword sent out a surge of battle intent, almost out of Ren Qianxing's control.

"Is there no one in Shushan?, just send a junior out?" Ren Qianxing said contemptuously.

When Qingshi heard this, he was not angry, and directly picked up the Shushan Imperial Sword Technique, and the long sword behind him flew out, turning into ten thousand rays of light, and poured them all towards Ren Qianxing.

Ren Qianxing was worried that there was no place to use the sword trick he had just learned, and he also learned the appearance of bluestone, and the Zhuxian sword flew out of the sheath, and when the sword was swung down in the air, all the sword lights were stopped, and even the sea water in front of him was drawn out of a deep and bottom-visible ravine.

Among the new generation of disciples in Shushan, Qingshi can be said to be the best, and in the future, he will become one of the Seven Sages, thinking that his understanding of the Imperial Sword Technique has reached the point of pure love, and seeing Ren Qianxing's more advanced Imperial Sword Technique, he changed from surprise to horror.

"How can you know the Shushan Imperial Sword Technique!" Qingshi asked in disbelief.

Ren Qianxing put the sword back into its sheath and sneered: "You go back and tell the Dugu Sword Saint that if you want to arrest someone and let him come by himself, it's up to you, who is not qualified." "

Qingshi knew that he was a world apart from Ren Qianxing, his self-confidence collapsed, and in a fit of anger, he used the forbidden technique, holding the sword with both hands, and the human sword was one, turning into a sword light and stabbing at Ren Qianxing.

"Brother Qianxing, be careful!" Zhao Ling'er exclaimed.

Ren Qianxing is now a hundred years of cultivation, Qingshi is just a disciple of Shushan who has not been started for a long time, Ren Qianxing is not afraid at all, and directly resists the sword of Qingshi.

In order to increase the power of the forbidden technique, Qingshi forcibly urged the sword to accelerate the stabbing out, but when Ren Qianxing was three feet away, he stopped, no matter how much Qingshi moved, he couldn't move forward.

Ren Qianxing stretched his hand forward, grabbed the sword between his two fingers, twisted it slightly, and the tip of the sword broke on the ground, and mocked: "Carving insect skills." "

Bluestone exerted too much force, was eaten by the force, fell down, and spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the deck.

"Who the hell are you!" Aoshi stuck the broken sword into the ground, holding on to the sword to keep himself from falling.

Ren Qianxing hugged Zhao Ling'er, stood in the wind, and laughed: "I am the next head of Shushan, Ren Qianxing!"