The sword light flashed, and a fatal sword stabbed straight!

Shen Qing stood there motionless, as if he was stupid.

Fei Yao's face was already showing ecstasy, and he thought that as Elder Li said, the idle monks were indeed useless without inheritance and lacking teaching, and were incomparable to the elites who came out of the sect.

"You are not lucky today. I met a genius like Fei! Come to die!"

Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to pierce into Shen Qing's spine, Shen Qing suddenly turned his body, his obsessed face suddenly changed, and a vicious look was revealed. He avoided the vital points in a flash. The long sword directly pierced into his long gown, stabbing a gap!

bite!

Shen Qing turned his wrist and suddenly turned the life treasure in his hand upside down, pressing his body against the sword!

Fei Yao was shocked and his face was even more gloomy. He planned to withdraw, but Shen Qing took a sudden step forward, slashed down with a palm, and hit Fei Yao's shoulder. At the same time, he grabbed Fei Yao's wrist with his other hand, raised his knee and knocked him hard on his stomach!

Dong!

Fei Yao's body was tilted by this fierce blow, enduring the severe pain, and then he narrowly retreated for more than ten steps.

Shen Qing showed regret on his face.

"I thought you were just a rookie who had just entered the first level of destiny, but I didn't expect it to be almost broken into your hand..." Fei Yao stroked his shoulders, looked at Shen Qing with a gloomy face, and looked at him in a turbulent manner.

Shen Qing said coldly: "Why do you want to kill me?"

Fei Yao sneered and said, "This is the trial place of my Yishan Sect. You... deserve to die!"

The moment he spoke, a cold light flashed in Shen Qing's eyes, and he rushed out quickly and took Fei Yao's throat. With his current strength, this punch hit, unless Fei Yao had a lot of fortune-telling to protect his throat, even if he was not dead, he would still be half-waste!

Fei Yao took a step back, with a little uneasiness in his eyes. He raised the sword and was about to slash him horizontally, but Shen Qing smashed the bowl in his hand one step earlier, smashed it over and knocked it over, knocking the sword away, and the fortune teller emerged, and Shen Qing hit it with a grim smile.

"You Yitian Cultivator dares to kill me?"

Fei Yao roared, his eyes red, and his fortune telling came out, trying to stop Shen Qing's attack, but it was useless! Because Shen Qing's fortune telling is far more terrifying than his. He is the same level of Destiny, but in total, he is 30% stronger than Fei Yao!

In the confrontation, this is deadly!

boom!

Fei Yao's fortune telling was shaken by Shen Qing and it was disintegrating. Shen Qing looked cruel and bullied her body. He picked up the bowl and hit Fei Yao's head hard!

Fei Yao was dizzy when he was hit by this blow. With his experience, he had never seen such a person. He roared repeatedly and swung the sword in his hand, but Shen Qing hit his neck with another blow and said, "I can only say that you are in bad luck!"

puff!

Fei Yao spit out a mouthful of blood, and there was a tearing feeling on his neck. The power of fortune-telling from Shen Qing was rudely tearing open his barrier and penetrated into his neck frantically.

The severe pain came, Fei Yao subconsciously let go of the sword in his hand and covered his neck in pain.

Shen Qing kicked the sword with one kick and hit Fei Yao's chest hard!

All of this happened in just a few breaths, and Shen Qing had already forced a disciple of the sect into the Jedi!

Fei Yao's pupils dilated and he was about to grow up and roar with his mouth, but soon, a brown bowl came into his eyes and hit him hard on the face, smashing everything he wanted to shout back.

"Now, tell me why I want to kill me?" Shen Qing stepped on his chest and stepped onto the ground. At the same time, he pulled out his sword and watched indifferently as a large amount of blood emerged from the wound.

After pondering for a moment, Shen Qing stabbed another sword, cutting the original wound a little bigger, then stopped and looked at the man indifferently.

The severe pain from his chest and face made Fei Yao's mind blank. He had never seen someone like Shen Qing before! Such a guy is really a casual cultivator from the outside world? Is he really a casual cultivator from this remote and desolate place in Dalong Mountain?

"The bowl in your hand is the reward left by Elder Li to me for the disciples of Yishan Sect. If you die, if you take something you shouldn't have, your clan will die." Fei Yao spit out a mouthful of blood, relying on his fortune to save his life, and said with a resentful look on his face.

Shen Qing looked at him in surprise, raised the bowl with blood in his hand, and looked surprised: "When I kill you, who will know that I got this bowl?"

Fei Yao stared at him with wide eyes, and Joho's strange sound came from his throat.

Shen Qing looked at him motionlessly, watching Fei Yao's life pass quietly. Whenever Fei Yao wanted to open his mouth and yell, Shen Qing would raise the bowl and smash it down. After a few times, Fei Yao's face was completely smashed.

After Fei Yao was completely stopped, Shen Qing still did not act rashly, but stood there and sneered, and even picked up the long sword and stabbed it directly into Fei Yao's throat.

"Go to die!!" Fei Yao suddenly burst out, his eyes were red and bloody, and with this roar, a large amount of blood burst out from his mouth. He fought his life to kill this person with one blow before his death!

Otherwise, he would be unwilling to accept it!

As soon as he slapped the bag around his waist, a dagger appeared!

As the dagger poured in, a ray of light suddenly flashed through it, floating spontaneously, and stabbed Shen Qing at an astonishing speed!

"This dagger is half of Fei's natal treasure. You should feel honored to exchange my life for your wild cultivation!" Fei Yao roared shrillly, completely crazy.

Shen Qing's face darkened, and there was a slight shock in his eyes. Fei Yao's tenacity and ferocity really surprised him. Are the life cultivators of this sect like this?

But that's all.

Shen Qing just moved his body slightly, and the dagger had already stabbed. Shen Qing opened the side first, and the long sword had accurately pierced Fei Yao's throat, completely ending this guy's life.

The dagger also lost the blessing of numerology. After rushing stiffly for a distance, it fell to the ground and stopped moving.

"I've seen Elder Li take out clothes from the bag, how could I not beware of your storage bag?"

Shen Qing let out a long breath, slashed the long swords in his hand one after another, stabbing Fei Yao's body dozens of holes, confirming that he was completely dead, and then he stopped.

He bent down and grabbed Fei Yao's storage bag, pondered for a while, input his own numerology, and successfully opened the storage bag. Shen Qing looked inside and found that the things stored inside looked extremely mini.

I tried it again and confirmed that the storage bag was very small and could not even put the long sword in his hand, and it was probably the diameter of two palms.

"Your life is bad, and it has provoked me."

Shen Qing looked at Fei Yao coldly and flipped through the storage bag to a thin booklet, which recorded the superficial practice method of Yishan Sect, but it had no value, just like the Instinct Chapter, but Shen Qing cared about it very much.

"This describes the method of crossing the destiny level, which is exactly what I am in urgent need of.

What he lacks the most is this. His numerology is already extremely huge and he has long been able to enter the second level of destiny. However, because of the little temple immortal, there is no way to break the realm in the "Guanying Pian", so he dare not act rashly.
Chapter completed!