Seeing Qi Heng's eyes paying attention to himself, the martial artists of Gui Qingzong and Dan Qizong disappeared instantly.
They had the courage to laugh at the servants of the Qi family, but they didn't dare to offend Qi Heng, who was the strongest Wusheng, and a butcher who murdered like hell.
"Qi Yi, what's the matter?" Qi Heng turned his head and asked faintly.
The Qi family servant who was about to take action heard Qi Heng's words, and quickly stopped the weapon, ran to Qi Heng's body, and flattered: "Young Master, he is just a young man who does not open his eyes. Actually want to enter the passage, I will kill him now!"
"Well, hurry up!" Hearing that it was just a young man, Qi Heng waved his hand and said lightly, no longer paying attention.
"Yes, Young Master." Qi Yi bent down respectfully, put his hand on the long sword at his waist, and ran out angrily.
Now that he got the order, he was a little hesitant, but he had made up his mind to kill the boy directly.
He wants to use the blood of a teenager to wash away the laughter just now.
"Boy, report your name, I won't kill the unknown under the sword!" He straightened his clothes together and made a self-thinking assault gesture, loudly.
Hearing this, the young man frowned, and the tall sword in his hand tightened: "My name is Jiyue, I don't want to kill."
"Haha..."
When the young man said that he did not want to kill people, Gui Qingzong and Dan Qizong martial artists laughed wildly.
"You..." He turned pale, holding a long sword in his hand, and rushed up: "You don't want to kill, I want to kill!"
Looking at Qi Yi who rushed in, Jiyue frowned even more, sighed helplessly, and put down the big knife on his shoulder.
"Boom!" The big knife hit the ground with a crash sound. A hole was punched out of the hard ground, and the big knife was inserted straight in.
The warriors of Gui Qingzong and Dan Qizong stopped laughing, and looked at the young man named Jiyue with an unexpected look. The ground is not so strong. Just put the big knife down and it can punch a hole in the ground. This young man How strong is the strength?
Above, Qin Ming lying on the ground, his eyes lit up when he saw the hole made by the boy with a knife, and he was even more energetic.
Everyone saw this scene, and there was no contempt for the boy in an instant, but Qi Yi was already anxious, and even from the beginning, he believed that such a young boy could not be strong, and he did not pay attention to the ground.
Instead, with an aura that he believed to be invincible, he pierced the boy's heart with one move.
"Die!"
Qi Yi seemed to have seen the blood splattered on the spot and died of regret.
"Qi Yi, be careful!" Qi Yi's companion, standing in the distance, had noticed that the young man was not so simple, desperately reminding them loudly.
It was a pity that it was too late. Jiyue lifted a heavy sword lightly and swept it horizontally, as if it was fast or slow. Qi Yi had no time to escape and was directly divided into two halves.
"Vengeance for Qi Yi." Seeing that his companion was killed, the servants of the Qi family shouted one after another, and rushed towards Jiyue with weapons.
Seeing more people rushing up, with a fierce expression of wanting him to die, he sighed greatly, grabbed the hilt of the big sword with both hands, stepped and waved.
Jiyue wielded the big knife, as if not trying hard, like dancing, opening and closing, with a kind of alternative beauty.
This broad knife is extremely heavy and sharp.
For a while, blood spattered and screamed again and again.
When the warriors of Gui Qingzong and Dan Qizong saw such a scene, they tightened their weapons.
