Chapter 496 Encounter

The man in brown snorted coldly and showed disdain on his face.

Qin Yan didn't care and said with a smile, "Oh, Brother Tai thinks we hide our heads and refuse to show our true face, right? Ha, in such a place, you should always be cautious! If Brother Taiwan is not happy like this, we can remove the towel and let Brother Taiwan understand..."

He said that he really took down the towel, but it was not to show the brown man's face. The soft face towel was raised by his fingers, and suddenly broke into pieces of flying butterflies, shooting at the face of the man in brown with a sharp wind. After infused with full spiritual power, these small cloth pieces are sharper than fine iron.

The reaction of the man in brown is not unpleasant. He answered with a light hey, standing still, leaning back slightly, swinging his right arm, sliding out a dagger from the cuff, bringing up a curved light, facing more than ten pieces of sharp blade-like cloth flying over.

The knife light flashed like a huge stone thrown into the lake, and the moonlight broke in the water waves. No one can see how many knives there are, because when you see clearly, the knives have passed through your throat.

While the dazzling knife lighted up, Qin Yan also pulled out the long sword at his waist. This is an extra sword he specially prepared for tonight's action. The sword body is simple and unpretentious, far less fierce than Ye Shangqiu Lu, and much easier to control than Ye Shangqiu Lu.

The man's arms danced quickly, creating eleven rapid tremors in the blink of an eye, shooting down most of the flying cloth pieces, and the remaining pieces flew past his face door, causing no harm.

is indeed a good knife!

However, this also took him a lot of effort. He expected that the other party would take advantage of the situation to chase him, so he immediately retreated after hitting the cloth and waved the dagger with a dazzling knife light as a cover.

His idea is right, but Qin Yan's sword is ten times more powerful than he expected!

After the brilliant moon-like knife light, a more amazing light suddenly burst out. When he didn't have time to react, it penetrated the defense circle of the dagger, penetrated the ice mountain, tore the sword spirit of Yunjin, and instantly disappeared into his chest, taking away all his vitality.

In the last second of his life, the brown man's ears were roaring like thunder, and there was an illusion of earth-shaking thunder across the sky. After all, the thunder fell down, and his consciousness fell into darkness.

He died unjustly. In order to deal with him, a master who knows no way out, Qin Yan has done his best.

Even Gong Yunxiu, who stood behind his side, couldn't help being deterred by the murderous atmosphere at that moment and muttered, "What a fast sword..." The tone trembled slightly, and in the end it was low and inaudible.

She couldn't help thinking, if this sword stabbed her, how should she deal with it? Is it going to lead the neck?

"Well, I originally gave you some time to say your lines, but you had to be in a hurry to go on the road..." Qin Yan cursed and stimulated his spiritual power. The coldness threw into the body of the man in brown through the sword body and froze his blood. Then Qin Yan squatted down and groped carefully in the body's clothes.

There is nothing but a few silver tickets and a healing elixir. Qin Yan touched the whole body, but still couldn't find the map he wanted.

He angrily cut off the finger of the man in brown and took away the dagger that was still clenched at the end of the body. This dagger is made of high-quality Burmese iron and carefully cast by famous craftsmen, which is the biggest gain of this battle.

He stood up and stamped hard. The body, which had been frozen into ice, burst into pieces and crumbs of ice. As soon as the wind blew in the desert, it floated into the distance.

"It seems that the singers are not very smooth."

"Why do you say that?"

Qin Yan pointed forward and said, "Look, someone is coming again."

A piece of water pattern appeared on the yellow sand dunes, and a figure in a white gown came out of the ripples. As soon as his foot fell to the ground, he immediately put his right hand on the hilt of the sword behind him, and his cold eyes looked at Qin Yan.

Qin Yan asked, "Are you a disciple of the Holy Family?"

The swordsman in white saw his appearance, but seemed to be relieved. He put his right hand down from the hilt of the sword and held his fist and said, "It turned out to be the chief brother. Lu Yuqing is polite here!"

Qin Yan waved his hand and said, "Where is Xiao Mengchang now?"

"Brother, forgive me. As soon as I came in, I fell into the maze and didn't know the whereabouts of Mr. Xiang at all. Maybe they are looking for a way in the maze now..." Lu Yuqing's tone was humble, but a pair of eyes were full of awe-inspiring colors. I'm afraid they may not have much respect for Qin Yan, the chief. His eyes fell on Gong Yunxiu again, and his eyes seemed to peel off the black scarf and peep out the true face hidden behind him.

But he will obviously be disappointed. No matter how sharp his eyes are, it is impossible to break through the shield of Gong Yunxiu. Even if you add the search spell, it's futile!

Qin Yan looked at him a few times and suddenly laughed. He looked at the swordsman in white as if he had seen himself two years ago. The look and temperament are very similar, and the kind of madness that thinks it is well hidden is more like himself.

How will a person react if he sees another immature self? Some people will feel pity and are willing to help them. Some people hate it to death and want to kill it quickly. Qin Yan's feeling was between the two, and he didn't feel much except for the surprise at the beginning.

"Why is the senior brother laughing?" Lu Yuqing peeked at his face and asked carefully.

"Nothing." Qin Yan withdrew his eyes and muttered, "It seems that the old devil's calculation has gone wrong. We have to take the initiative to attack..."

This is an extremely dirty space.

There is blood everywhere, and the smell of pus and stench makes people sick. Sen Sen's corpse gas converged into a substantial wall, changing countless ghost images with blue-faced fangs to block the lightning-fast sword spirit.

"Rumble--

The dull thunder is endless, rapid and continuous, shaking everyone's mind. Dozens of ghosts disappeared under the fierce sword spirit, and the broken limbs and pus and blood spray splashed. The walls of corpses and ghosts were torn open, but more sludge surged over, repairing the ghost wall in a blink of an eye.

And those broken limbs, after falling to the dirty ground, turned into a ball of blood and converged under the ghost wall, continuing to replenish the strength of the ghost wall.

Ging Xinglie gasped a little.

His big husk has been stained by the stinky pus, and he is no longer the evil and domineering demeanor at the beginning. The enchanting hallucinations were wrapped in his ears and constantly instigate him to put down his weapons and turn away from this place.

After endless entanglement, even if it was just a low whisper, it was like the most vicious curse, which added a little anxiety to his heart.