Chapter 15 Tragic

The strong force directly swept off the body of the man in black robe and smashed heavily on a huge tree, and the whole treetops rustled.

"How are you, seventh brother?" At this time, the old man had come to the middle-aged man and hurriedly said when he saw the man with a pale face and blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

"Fourth brother, I'm fine!" The man shook his head. Although he was hit by Qin Bing, the damage was not great, but his internal injuries were some.

"It's okay!" Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and looked at Qin Bing and said, "That boy is not only not weak, but also has such a strong anti-shock force. I'm afraid he still has the strength to take action."

Even he didn't have much energy in the previous explosion. If he faced a sudden blow from a middle-aged man, at least he would be seriously injured. But Qin Bing blocked it, and the old man naturally understood at the first time that the teenager was not only not weak in his internal cultivation, but also his hard work in foreign countries. Otherwise, under such a anti-shock force, how can there be enough strength to attack the man in black?

"I underestimated him too much." The man looked at Qin Bing, took a deep breath and said slowly.

If you face other innate warriors, the man in black may not take action at that time, but in the face of Qin Bing's intuition that he is not a big threat at such an age.

"Fourth brother, are you sure about him?" The man looked at the old man beside him and said in a low voice.

The old man was stunned when he heard the words, shook his head helplessly and said, "If I have the innate limit of strength, I am naturally not afraid of him."

Although the old man's current strength is also an innate limit, it is exchanged for seven evil elixirs. The time that can be maintained is only an hour. Once he exceeds this time, he is not the opponent of Qin Bing and Xiaobai.

"It seems that it takes at least two acquired limits to take him!" The man's face became solemn in an instant, and the next moment, he took out a black elixir from his arms.

"Seventh brother, you..." Seeing the seven evil elixir in the man's hand, the old man's face suddenly changed.

"If I don't use Qishuan, it's not a question of whether we can take him down, but whether we can leave!" Looking at Qin Bing in the distance, the man said with a wry smile.

The old man opened his mouth, but did not say anything. Obviously, he acquiesced in the man's words. Even if the old man had extreme strength, he could suppress Qin Bing at most. It was not realistic to kill him. And once an hour later, how will the two deal with Qin Bing? At that time, I'm afraid they want to escape!

Without any hesitation, the man swallowed the seven evil elixir in his hand. The next moment, a powerful force gushed out of his Dantian. The man's breath instantly climbed to the acquired limit, and the evil spirit on his body also reached a terrible level in an instant.

"Sure enough, I still use it!" Feeling the change in the breath of the middle-aged man opposite, Qin Bing naturally knew that he had taken Qishadan. Up to now, he also understands why the Seven Killing Gate can sit firmly in the seat of the second sect of the Mingyan Dynasty. With such elixir, who dares to force such a sect to death. If it is not far beyond its strength, even if you take the seven-kill gate, your own loss may be greater than that of the seven-kill gate!

Like all this, Qin Bing's face suddenly became solemn, and the congenital spirit in his body ran quickly. The innate limit had moved him a trace of pressure. Even if the two innate limit used his spiritual weapons, the victory or defeat was unknown!

Although the spiritual weapon is powerful, it also consumes a lot for Qin Bing in the innate realm. Once he can't kill it with one blow, the other party will never give him a second chance.

"Kill!" The two shadows instantly turned into two shadows and rushed to Qin Bing.

"Retired!" Qin Bing's face was solemn and he shouted in a low voice. Facing the attack of two congenital extreme warriors, even he did not dare to confront him head-on.

"We must fight quickly and not let this boy escape!" Qisdan had only one hour, which was very clear to the two. Seeing that Qin Bing did not confront them head-on, the two looked at each other and clicked under their feet, and their speed suddenly accelerated a little. The long sword in his hand stabbed out one after another, and the sword lights roared to Qin Bing.

"Boom~Boom"

In the dense forest, the sound of thunder is endless, and there are flying soil and wood chips everywhere.

"These two guys are really persistent!" Feeling closer and closer, Qin Bing said to herself, "Sooner or later, these two people will catch up with themselves. If they are together, even if they have little chance to use spiritual weapons. Now it seems that the only opportunity is to separate them. Maybe I still have a chance to kill one of them!"

Thinking about it, the two people behind him have already caught up.

"Seven Kill Swords!" With a loud shout, the sword in the old man's hand instantly turned into a rainstorm-like sword light and shot at Qin Bing.

"Xiao Bai, back quickly!" On the one hand, he commanded Xiaobai to retreat, and on the other hand, Qin Bing's long gun shook and instantly turned into a white light curtain, blocking the sharp sword light.

"7 kills!" Suddenly, a sudden voice sounded, and Qin Bing's face suddenly changed greatly. The middle-aged man beside the old man did not know when the evil spirit on his body had poured into the sword body, and a horrible sword light spit out from the long sword in his hand.

"Bad!" Feeling the extremely horrible sword light, a fierce color flashed in Qin Bing's eyes, and the strength in his hand suddenly increased by two points, and the white light curtain suddenly became thick.

"Boom~"

The horrible sword light hits the white light curtain, just like hitting the paper, penetrating in the blink of an eye. The heavy impact on the shock of Qin Bing's hand suddenly came out, and a figure flew backwards in an instant.

" boss..." Feeling that Qin Bing on his back was knocked away, Xiaobai was shocked, and his limbs instantly turned into a white light and rushed to Qin Bing as soon as he stepped on the ground.

Xiaobai's speed was fast, but the other person's speed was faster than him. The old man in front of Qin Bing rushed to him at the moment when Qin Bing was knocked away.

"The two congenital extreme warriors are the same sect. Sure enough, it is not as simple as one plus one. I'm afraid that the cooperation between the two has the power to fight even in the early days of the martial arts!" Feeling the numb arm, Qin Bing, who was knocked away, suffered spontaneously in his heart. He has been wary of the two congenital extreme warriors of the seven-killing gate, but he didn't expect to underestimate their ability to cooperate in the end. The degree of tacit cooperation between the two is definitely not weaker than that between him and Xiaobai.

Feeling the old man who was chasing and killed, Qin Bing hurriedly ran the congenital innocence in his body. Finally, the numb arm regained a trace of consciousness. The long gun in his hand swept and slapped heavily on the big tree beside him, making Qin Bing's figure stabilized in an instant.

Then with his spare strength, Qin Bing fell on a big tree beside him, and his feet turned into a dark shadow to meet the old man.

"The boy is looking for death. Without that beast to lend you strength, you still want to block me!" Seeing that he did not retreat and facing his own Qin Bing, the old man sneered, and the evil spirit on his body instantly poured into the sword body. Suddenly, there was a buzz. The next moment, the long sword in the old man's hand stabbed Qin Bing with a horrible breath.

"Die!" At the first time to meet the old man, Qin Bing mobilized the spiritual weapon in his body, the dragon.

The next moment, a golden light and a white light collided with each other.

"Boom~"

With a loud noise, the two figures were knocked out from mid-air like broken kites.

"Big~" looked at the bumped Qin Bing, Xiao Bai shouted and rushed over in an instant.

"Fourth Brother!" The middle-aged man in black also rushed to the old man in black who fell at the first time. In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man came to the old man.

"Brother..." Looking at the old man whose chest was blowed out of a big hole with only one hilt left, the man's eyes were about to crack.

"Brother... I can't live... But that boy is not having a good time, you... go quickly~" After suffering such a serious injury, the old man did not die at the first time. Seeing the middle-aged man, he said intermittently.

"No, I'm going to kill that boy!" Looking at the old man like this, the middle-aged man shook his head, and the evil spirit on his body became stronger at this moment.

"Brother...you..." The old man still wanted to say something, but the blood that kept overflowing from his mouth drowned his words, and the evil spirit on his body quickly dissipated. The old man opened his eyes and refused to close his eyes.

"Ah...little bastard, take your life!" Looking at the dead old man, the middle-aged man shouted fiercely and instantly turned into a shadow and rushed in the direction of Qin Bing.

At this moment, Qin Bing has occupied. Although he mobilized his spiritual weapon to kill the old man at the last moment, he was also extremely uncomfortable. The whole left arm was bloody, and the wound was deeply visible, which was left by the old man's death blow.

"Cough~" A violent cough came out, Qin Bing's inner pain was hot, blood kept flowing out of the corners of his mouth, and the two colors were pale and scary. At such a close distance with the old man, although the long sword in the old man's hand was smashed, the residual sword spirit also did a lot of damage to Qin Bing.

"Xiao Bai!" Feeling the strong breath rushing in his direction, Qin Bing turned over and fell on Xiaobai. The shock in his right hand instantly turned into a shadow and rushed in the direction of the middle-aged man.

"Seven Kill Swords!" Feeling Qin Bing rushing to himself and looking at the bloody blue-shirted teenager, the middle-aged man smiled ferociously, and the long sword in his hand suddenly turned into a rainstorm-like sword light.

"Roar~" Xiaobai roared, stepped on the ground with his limbs, and Qin Bing met the sword light like a cannonball.

"Break it!" With a big shout, a burst of golden light suddenly gushed out in front of Qin Bing.

"hong~hong~hong~"

A violent sound, the white sword light was submerged by the golden light in the incredible eyes of the middle-aged man. After drowning the sword light, the golden light did not stop at all and instantly enveloped the middle-aged man.

"Ah~Seven kills!" The middle-aged man screamed, and suddenly a sharp sword light shot out of his hand and suddenly disappeared into the sword light.

"Puff~"

Qin Bing on Xiaobai's body suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his pale face became paler and paler.

"It's finally over!" Feeling the empty true air in Dantian and the severe pain all over his body, and looking at the middle-aged man who had been bombarded into a sieve, Qin Bing was finally relieved.