Chapter 144 Dare to kill me?

"Murong, do you think this place is the territory of Luo Tianjiao?"

"Well, it's just a small force of Luo Tianjiao. Their headquarters is in Daxueshan, a brother of Tianfumen, and his hometown used to be here."

Qing Yu nodded, "Is it safe?"

Murong Qiushui said in an affirmative tone, "There should be no problem."

"No," Qingyu realized a serious problem,

"It's not safe here. Let's go."

"What's the matter?" Murong Qiushui saw that Qingyu's face suddenly changed, and it quickly became horrible. In an instant, Qingyu almost burst out all the breath on his body, just for a moment,

"I just want to say one thing, go, I have a bad feeling, you should know that I killed a person when I came out of the ghost garden"

Murong Qiushui's face changed, because he also found something wrong. He did not expect that Qingyu's perception was more horrible than he thought, because a large army came, because when Qing Yu came out of the Ghost Garden, he killed a person, the second brother of the Lei clan.

Kill the second brother, and the boss can't come out. That's called a ghost.

The general manager of Ghost Garden, Lei Tian. Eight-Star Sword King. That's not what Qingyu can compete with. Maybe he is more than 100 brothers of Tianfumen with a wave of his hand.

"Would you like to run?" A loud shout came from a distance in an instant, but in a moment, a horrible figure was clear

appeared in front of the two people.

"Ah" Murong Qiushui was shocked. He and Qing Yu's light skills Fengxuelong Zhongxing are among the best in this continent, but in front of absolute strength, this nine-star sword guard-level internal breath and body skills are no better than that of a sword king, Jianzong's light kung fu.

"Two bastards are quite fast, no wonder... I can run so fast, which makes my three brothers suffer losses." A majestic face flashed two feet again, blocking in front of Qingyu and Murong Qiushui.

Qing Yu sweats, and he has almost driven at full speed. At this moment, his strength is within the swordsman level, and the speed is almost the first, no

A swordsman can catch up with him. Even the peak of the nine-star swordsman may be just equal to Qingyu.

Even Ling Yun, the master of Jianmen, is a strong man at the level of the four-star sword king, he is confident that he can compare with him. Because Ling Yun doesn't pay attention to light work.

But the person in front of him is not someone else, but Lei Tian, the general manager of the Ghost Garden. The reason why Ghost Garden is called Ghost Garden is that the most people are light walkers is that their light skills also have their own routines, and it has been passed down in ancient times. They are the descendants of Pluto. Although there is no light skill as talented as the god of the sky.

But at this moment, it's not a problem to catch up with Qingyu.

"What can I do now?" Qingyu's mind kept speculating repeatedly about which way to escape. The brothers of Tianfumen must not know that an enemy is coming at this moment. Qingyu and Murong Qiushui must go back.

At this moment, Qingyu immediately stopped the road of Lei Tian and shouted at Murong Qiushui,

"Go and inform them to go to the snowy mountains. They don't dare to mess up when they go to the snowy mountain.

Murong Qiushui did not hesitate this time. Even if there was one more of him, there would not be much. So he left without a trace of wind and galloped away. Only a gloomy face was Lei Tian and Qing Yu, who had many scars on his body.

Lei Tian tried many times to rush out of Qing Yu's block, but he was blocked by Qing Yu. On the one hand, he wanted to kill these two guys, and on the other hand, Qing Yu's belligerence was too strong, so Lei Tian really couldn't break free from the s shackles of i Qing Yu for a while.

Lei Tian's face is getting worse and worse, "Are you Qingyu?"

Qing Yu nodded, "Thunder?"

Lei Tian's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light and clenched the sword in his hand. At that moment, it seemed that this space had been condensed. Is this the strength of the Sword King? Is it more powerful than Ling Yun, the master of Jianmen?

"Qing Yu, since you like to be a hero, I will let your brother inform you and leave your dog's life for the time being, but your dog's life will be explained here today. What do you think?"

Qingyu frowned. Maybe he really died here today, and no one is widowed. It's your brother who is coming to offend me. It's not my fault that I killed him.

Lei Tian looked at Qingyu's slightly weak expression and laughed, "I knew that there was no one who didn't bow his head in the face of absolute strength. Haha, haha, I thought i Qingyu would be a hero, but that's all."

Qing Yu smiled faintly, "I don't know, you talk so much"

"What!!" Lei Tian's nose is about to be crooked. This boy is simply lifeless.

As soon as the words "I don't know what's good or bad" fell, the man soared out like an arrow from the string and shot at Qing Yu's body. This speed is so fast that people can't blink. But Qingyu could, and Qingyu's inner breath gradually rose. In this dazzling wind speed and sword spirit, he saw it.

Trajectory!!

"The black hand breaks the soul, breaks thousands of enemies, and opens the door of space for this purpose. Break the enemy's hand and come out for this. Now, hidden, now, hidden, broken!!!!"

When it appeared, the black scale broken soul hand appeared more clearly. Is this the meaning of materialization? When he said it, he hid the hand again in the empty space, but the trajectory of the hand did not change at all, and it was still "clawed" in its own direction.

Yes, it's a trajectory!!!

Trajectory!! The first mystery of this hand is that it can cut through the space, and if it is looming, it can come from the space of reality from the empty space. You can also return to the space of nothingness from the real space, which is just to deceive the other party's eyes, just like the blindfold, but it is not a level higher than the blindfold.

"What" Lei Tian suddenly felt a strange breath. This breath is neither his own nor Qingyu's, but it seems to have a thousand ties with Qingyu.

Just in an instant, a big black hand appeared out of thin air, with the smell of rotten hell, rushed towards him. Lei Tian knew that it was not good, but he wanted to get away, but it was easy.

"eagle insect skill, villain's evil art" While the thunder flashed the black hand, the sword pointed to the sky and shouted,

"Sword bullying, kill!!!" The sword spirit was condensing, and the anger was condensing. The sword spirit that gathered Lei Tian's sword and anger came across. His eyes became more and more bloodthirsty. For a moment, the surrounding trees and grass flew sand and stones, and were not messy. But the next moment, his face changed.

Because the big black hand appeared again, or it didn't disappear at all. Qingyu's mouth in the distance was covered with a trace of blood, but with a faint smile.

"Lei Tian, you also lost to the careless enemy, black scales break your soul, break your body, damage your soul, wear!!!"

In an hour, the sword spirit of flying sand and stone suddenly wanted to be swallowed by something and swallowed into another space. Qingyu knew that the space could not be controlled by himself. The thought space of the black-striled broken soul hand, but he could control the black-scarred broken soul hand, and he could control the space in disguise.

"You!!" Lei Tian was hit and sprayed a mouthful of blood. The grass around him was full of mess. A big hole in Lei Tian's chest almost ran through his heart, and his sword was also smashed by this broken soul hand.

Qingyu was shocked. What shocked him was not was the ability of the black-scale broken soul hand. What he was shocked was that this was worthy of the sword king. At the peak swordsman level, the strength of the body had faintly showed signs of petrification. At the sword king level, it returned to the degree of human softening, so that the body that can be attacked and defended, the body that could fly, the sword king Level, as horrible as this.

Under Lei Tian's messy hair, his bloody eyes suddenly stared at Qing Yu, and a burst of blood vessel energy rose to the sky.

Qingyu was shocked. His black-scale broken soul hand did not break through his body. He was only seriously injured, and he had to go. As soon as the first step was taken, Lei Tian flew to catch up with it. It can be said that both of them took a lot of effort.

Lei Tian also seemed to be a little panting. Looking at Qingyu, who also did not dare to act rashly, Lei Tian laughed.

"You son of a bitch, if you have the guts, you can run away. You run. I don't believe that I, a strong sword king, can't catch you little bastard. How dare you kill my brother? You think Ghost Garden will let you go, but I won't let you go now."

Qing Yu frowned tightly. This Lei Tian was a little too verboty. He was not only talkative, but also his appearance was quite verboty. It is really difficult for Qingyu to imagine that such a simple and ordinary guy would be the most talented of the four Lei brothers and become the general manager of the Ghost Garden in one fell swoop. It seems a little out of tune. But this is the truth.

"No matter what I say, you won't let me go today. Why bother with your words?"

As soon as Qingyu said this, Lei Tian's face couldn't hang up. This boy actually dared to talk to himself like this at this justation. A huge anger rose to the sky, and then turned into a fierce sword spirit and shot at Qing Yu.

In the face of the rushing sword spirit, Qingyu's face was solemn. He knew that the power of the sword king was not small. He also took over the burning rainbow of Ling Yun, the owner of the sword gate, and Ling Yun was not as high as the Leitian level in front of him. He was only at the four-star sword king level, which almost blew his blood vessels.

However, a trace of fierceness flashed in Qingyu's eyes, but his current level is not the level of the little swordsman in the previous battle with Ling Yun. He is the peak of the nine-star sword guard, only one step away from the swordsman, the real swordsman.

The sword in his hand drew a streamer. He could only fight hard and couldn't run away. He could only resist. He is confident that the snow sword will not be broken, and his will will not be broken.

With a "p" sound, two swords and two people glared angrily and couldn't wait to devour each other alive. The electric sparks from the two swords are very dazzling.