Xianxian's face changed drastically after hearing this, and she blamed herself in her heart.

Judging from the situation where my junior brother was talking just now, it should be that my junior brother misunderstood what he meant and thought that he asked Qin Yan to come to find the master to deal with him. But in fact, I really don’t have that kind of idea, I just simply wanted to help.

However, she didn't expect that the junior brother would misunderstand what she meant and instead made the matter what she is now. After the Sword of the Immortal Killing Sword appeared, she fell into despair. She knew that the soul body in front of her might not be able to match it in terms of swordsmanship or strength. Even if the master appeared, she could only resist it for a while.

But the middle-aged man didn't understand the current situation. After seeing the Immortal Sword in Qin Yan's hand, he was amazed at the powerful momentum released by the sword, but he thought it was just a ground-level weapon, at most it had a strong aura. He immediately waved his hand and the green scabbard on the golden stone statue had already flown into his hand, and the momentum immediately overwhelmed the Immortal Sword.

The majesty of the Immortal Sword seemed to be provoked. As a divine sword, she possessed the majesty of the divine sword. Such a weapon actually suppressed her with momentum, and immediately released the deterrence that the divine weapon should have, gradually suppressing this momentum.

The middle-aged man frowned immediately. The green sword in his hand was a quasi-divine weapon left by a master. Now it was suppressed by the aura of an ordinary sword. He was very unhappy. He raised the sword and pointed at Qin Yan and said angrily: "If you kill my disciple, you should have the awareness of being killed by me! Put down your weapon! Suppose your hand and surrender! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

"kill."

Without saying a word, Qin Yan waved his sword and showed a white sword energy.

The middle-aged man snorted, just a trick of a carrot in his heart, so he didn't draw his sword out. He stretched forward to block the sword energy, but the strength of the sword energy was far beyond his imagination. After the sword energy hit the scabbard, he heard a sound of ping! A crack appeared on the scabbard, and even the middle-aged man was shaken back seven or eight meters and hit the wooden table with sacrifices and small cauldrons.

"What a powerful sword energy! How could this soul body's sword technique be so powerful? Could it be a powerful swordsman during his lifetime?" The middle-aged man's eyes turned around and said in his heart: "But it is impossible. Even if there are few people in heaven and heaven, there are so many swordsmen on the continent who have such a superb sword technique?"

"Why? Don't take action?" Qin Yan said lightly, then shouted: "Kill!"

The middle-aged man's eyes were dull. He looked at Qin Yan's sword that had stabbed, and was coming in full force. He didn't even know if he was dazzled. He actually saw countless swords appearing in front of him. He didn't know whether the sword was real or that sword was fake!

"Master!" The female disciple wanted to run up, but was stopped by her junior brother.

"Senior sister, don't go up! The master can deal with it. Just a soul body, how can he be able to defeat the master?" The junior brother drew out his sword and protected him in front of the senior sister.

"Junior brother, you really misunderstood your senior sister." Xianxian really felt like she was crying but not crying.

Pong!

After a crisp sound in front of me, a white light flashed quickly, followed by a loud bang, and the table was broken in half.

"Sword Intent!" the middle-aged man raised his head and said in surprise.

A warrior who can cultivate sword intent is already a high-level swordsman, such as the Sword King, the Sword Lord, etc. These warriors use swords to fight the enemy and rely on the sword to kill the enemy, which is very powerful. The middle-aged man thought again, if this is the case, as long as he knocks his sword away, then no matter how strong the swordsman is, it is useless.

After firmly thinking about it, the middle-aged man stabbed the sword at Qin Yan's hand holding the sword.

"Give me my disciple's life back!"

Qin Yan snorted, then the Black Ya Sword appeared in his hand again. After swinging the Immortal Sword, he immediately raised his sword into the air, and a loud wind blew.

The middle-aged man's footsteps retreated about seven or eight steps in a row, and then he stood firm. He was secretly surprised in his heart how many secrets there are in this soul body? There is actually a sword? Is the spiritual consciousness so powerful?

"Go to die!" Qin Yan shouted loudly, used the soul dispersing technique, and his soul body turned into starlight and disappeared in front of the middle-aged man and Xianxian. He suddenly appeared behind the middle-aged man. Before his junior brother shouted and told his master to be careful, Qin Yan had already swung his sword.

Pong!

After slashing this sword, even if the middle-aged man could withstand it, he had already left a sword mark on his body.

"Master!" Xianxian and his junior brother were shocked.

"Damn it, why is he so strong?" The junior brother said in surprise, and then looked at the middle-aged man with a bit of cunning in his eyes, and said in his heart: It seems that the master still can't beat this soul body, and he must ask the master to come out to subdue him.

After thinking of this, the junior brother turned around and ran away, but at this time, a strong wind blew over. When the junior brother turned his head, his face suddenly changed. It turned out to be Qin Yan! He had already come over, and the sword with the aura of killing people slashed directly at him.

"No!" Xianxian shouted.

Puchi!

But when this sentence was said, it was already a few seconds later. Qin Yan's sword was cut off in half. The junior brother looked at his body in shock, and then rolled his eyes and his body fell into a pool of blood.

Xianxian was shocked when she looked at it. She had no intention of this and kept blaming herself in her heart. If she had told her junior brother what she thought, then the junior brother would not have done this and would not have died.

On the other hand, the middle-aged man had already supported his body with his sword. When he saw another beloved disciple dying under Qin Yan's sword, he immediately shouted in anger: "All disciples come in!"

Brush brush brush brush brush brush!~~~~

In an instant, about thirty disciples rushed into the Shanhe Hall together. They all clasped their fists and said respectfully to the middle-aged man: "Master!"

"Kill this soul body to me!" The middle-aged man pointed at Qin Yan with his fingers, and his body was trembling with anger.

"yes!"

After the words came to an end, the thirty disciples had already surrounded Qin Yan. At this time, Qin Yan slowly turned around and looked at the thirty disciples, all of whom were disciples in the Martial Spirit realm, and several were disciples in the King realm. After a gentle smile, he sneered: "Those disciples, do you want to kill me?"

"Shanhe Sword Formation!" the middle-aged man shouted.

"Drink! Shanhe Sword Formation!"

Thirty disciples had formed a sword formation, and their swords gathered on Qin Yan's head, and those disciples surrounded Qin Yan in three circles. However, at this time, Qin Yan reached out and raised the sword and shouted: "Break!"

Boom! After a loud bang.

Before this sword formation was displayed, it was directly broken by Qin Yan's sword light, and three disciples died directly under Qin Yan's sword. After Qin Yan snorted, he immediately used the third form of killing and killing: sword light and sword shadow! With the soul pill, he can automatically use the "Soul-Devouring Heart Method" to absorb the souls of the dead warriors and replenish his soul power, so Qin Yan no longer has to worry about his soul power being insufficient at this moment.

Brush brush!~~~

After the sword light and sword shadow were used, Qin Yan's two swords were like phantoms, making these disciples unable to see where the sword was. Several disciples only felt their throats chill. Before they understood what was going on, they had already moved their heads and fell into a pool of blood.

Xianxian had never seen such a bloody murder method. She had already kneeled on the ground in fear. Seeing these disciples who often lived with her day and night, one by one, died under Qin Yan's sword, she could only sit helplessly on the ground and cry softly.

"What a powerful soul body!" The middle-aged man was furious when he saw more than 30 disciples and lost fifteen disciples in an instant.

"Die!" He saw a loophole in Qin Yan, flew up and then swung his sword and stabbed Qin Yan.

Qin Yan also saw the direction of the middle-aged man stabbing the sword, and then took a side step and dodged the sword, jumped up and kicked the middle-aged man in the chest.

After a muffled, the middle-aged man flew out seven or eight meters, and fell to the ground and kept vomiting blood.

"Master!" Xianxian said in surprise with tears in her eyes.

"Dear junior brothers! Use your battle soul talent! You must kill this soul body!" A disciple with the strongest cultivation and the three-star king realm shouted.

"Yes!" Several junior brothers displayed their fighting soul talent together.

However, their war soul talents have been used, but they still cannot kill Qin Yan. The biggest difference between warriors and soul bodies is that they are physically. Warriors with bodies will be seriously injured. However, without physical soul bodies, warriors cannot get the soul body unless they have something that can get the soul body.

"Drive everything!" Qin Yan murmured.

Brush brush brush brush brush brush!~~~

His sword was very fast and turned into sword shadows. He felt as if he had entered a no-man state among the disciples, and he was free to travel. In a moment, only three female disciples were left. Their faces were pale and they saw such a bloody scene for the first time, and they obviously couldn't accept it.

brush!

Qin Yan moved his body and had already appeared in front of the three female disciples. The immortal sword killed him horizontally and smeared on their necks. Then the three female disciples groaned and fell to the ground before they could even make a move.

Qin Yan snorted, then turned his head and looked at Xianxian, who was helping the middle-aged man up. He took a bloody footprint and slowly walked to Xianxian, sneering: "It's indeed a good plan. I want to bring me into the sect and ask the sect masters to kill me."

"No, that's not the case." Xianxian shook her head quickly.

Qin Yan ignored her words and pointed the Sword of Immortal Slaying at her throat, and said coldly: "But it's a pity that I have used up all the opportunities I gave you. I originally wanted to save your life, but if you don't cherish it, then don't blame my subordinates for showing mercy."

"Wait!" Just as Qin Yan was about to stab the sword hard, the middle-aged man quickly raised his hand and said.

Qin Yan looked at the middle-aged man. The sword in his hand was only one distance from Xianxian's nails. As long as he tried a little harder, he could pierce her throat.

"If you want to kill! Just kill me!" The middle-aged man patted his chest and whispered, then opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

"No! Master!"

PS: Huh!! It seems that the grades are not as good as last week. Brothers. Please be motivated! Please recommend! Give some motivation to coffee!!!
Chapter completed!