I'm really a decent cultivator

"Who is coming?"

Qing Chen glanced at him.

Bronze masks, weird robes, strong demonic aura, and fighting with people from Chaotian Pavilion.

You don't need to interrogate, you can kill directly.

So Qing Chen drew his sword, raised it high, and dropped it heavily.

"Roar--"

A ray of light flew into the sky.

The pupils of the black-faced man and the white-faced man shrank at the same time, and their livers trembled.

But the difference is that this sword is aimed at the white-faced man.

boom--

There was no room for struggle, he was directly swept by the sword pillar and melted into it.

Over there, Qin Feng's eyelids also trembled twice.

This……

Recalling the fight just now, it suddenly became funny.

Compared with this sword, it seems that my sword can only be called scraping.

So cruel.

Of course, the fear of the black-faced person rose to the extreme in an instant!
What the hell...

Isn't it just to ask who is here...

As for such a heavy hand?

Immediately, the hairs all over his body exploded, and he turned around and wanted to run away!
"Want to go!"

Qin Feng shouted suddenly, and the sword pierced through the air like a dragon!

The black-faced man also knew that it was difficult to escape at this time, so he made a decisive decision, took off the mask with his right hand, and threw it into the distance!
Under the mask, it turned out to be a stone face without facial features!

boom--

Qin Feng's swords all fell on him, blasting him to pieces, turning him into a pile of rubble.

And the mask that flew to the distance has disappeared.

Only then did Qin Feng realize: "The mask is the real body."

But the black-faced man threw the bronze mask, and the mask flew away in an instant, traveling tens of miles away, and then a brilliance flashed, and a figure reappeared.

"Scared me."

The black-faced man patted his chest, and his tone was really crying.

A good teammate, if you say no, you will be gone. The impact on his heart is too great.

He gasped for breath for a while, and suddenly heard a snap.

It seemed that something fell on his shoulder from the sky. He squinted and saw that it was a big lump of bird droppings. "

"Damn it!" The black-faced man was furious, raised his face and said, "Which bird did it!"

Just when he was about to vent his anger on this bird that defecated everywhere, he heard a sudden gust of wind blowing, and countless white feathers rushed towards his face, making it almost impossible to open his eyes.

In a blink of an eye, a young man in a white feather cloak appeared in front of him.

The young man squinted his eyes and said lazily, "Oh, I finally found you."

The black-faced man looked at him and hurriedly knelt down on the ground: "See Your Honor!"

"Ah—" the young man yawned and asked, "I'm not late, am I?"

"No!" The black-faced man shook his head and said, "It's just that the white envoy was killed just now..."

"That's just right..." The young man screamed strangely, "Just to avenge him, who did it?"

"Forehead……"

There was a trace of cold sweat on the forehead of the black-faced man, he really didn't know the identity of that man.

After thinking for a while, he replied: "It's a young Taoist priest with a strong man. He did it without saying a word. It's extremely cruel and doesn't follow the rules of the world!"

"It's okay." The young man waved his hand, "Anyway, there are not many people in this secret realm."

"A monk . . . with a strong man, huh?"

The young man confirmed it again, with a cruel sneer on his face.

A long wind blew across a messy mountain range.

The three big men stood quietly, while the tauren lying on the ground kept moaning in pain.

Qin Feng looked at Qing Chen with his dark pupils, not knowing what to say for a moment.

He became famous at a young age, and has always been the best in Shuanghu City by virtue of two things.

Handsome and able to fight.

names not listed in order.

Most of the rookies in recent years are almost the same.

But seeing this little Taoist priest today, he suddenly felt that these two things seemed to be a bit vain.

Perhaps the inner person is the most important.

He had vaguely heard of Qingchen's name. Recently, the "handsome monk" had a strong presence in Chaotian Pavilion.

Kill the ghost king, remove the zombies, and send in the tainted witnesses of the Shuangcheng palace one by one...

The most unbelievable thing for everyone is that he got the blessing of Ghost King Sect.

The existence of the Ghost King Sect is one of the best in the entire world of cultivating immortals.

But Qin Feng didn't care much about it. He always felt that his opponent was in Kunlun in the northwest, in the land where the thunder fell, in the pure land in the south of the sky, and in the majestic Chaoge...

If you don't pay attention, there is such a number one person in the countryside of Shuanghu City, and he steals his home without saying a word.

It made him suddenly realize at this moment that he was no longer the most handsome and capable person in Shuanghu City.

Although I didn't care about these false names before, but when it's time to lose it, what's the matter with being inexplicably lost?

Thinking wildly is just a thought, after thinking about it, he still clasped his fists.

"Thank you, brother Qing, for your righteous action."

Qing Chen smiled lightly: "It's nothing more than a little effort."

Hands up...

These four simple words made Qin Feng feel even more inexplicably lost.

There's nothing wrong with it, but it sounds like...

It's harsh.

Qing Chen turned his gaze to the tauren on the ground, and asked, "This is..."

"He should have some connection with the owner of the secret realm here, and he is a good monster guarding the secret realm." Qin Feng said.

"Then let me take a look."

Qing Chen stepped forward, checked the tauren's injuries, and then sacrificed [Endless Life].

laugh--

A smear of green light shrouded the surroundings, and a faint light shrouded the Tauren inside.

Under the amazed eyes of several people, the tauren's serious injuries were gradually wiped away!
The tauren was also surprised at his own integrity, the demon power circulated for a few days without any stagnation, and then his bull's eyes widened.

"Thank you, Shaoxia, for your rescue. Dare I ask Shaoxia... who is it?"

Qing Chen replied: "Crafting Sect, Qing Chen."

"Ah?" The tauren was confused, and asked in surprise, "Where is the deceitful sect, this?"

I thought I'd never heard of it.

When the words came to his lips, fortunately he realized it in time and changed it to: "I didn't know this at all. It seems that I have been away from the Jianghu for a long time."

Since the death of the Immortal Rider the Bull, it has been hidden in the secular world, and it has been in seclusion for 1000 years, so it does not know much about the situation of the various sects.

Therefore, it is normal to have never heard of the cunning sect.

Qing Chen shook his head lightly, "It's just a small sect that is about to be expelled from the famous sect."

"Young hero, don't be joking. With the skill of the young hero, even if you look at the three major immortal sects, you are a genius who is once in a thousand years. The disciples are like this. How can the teacher be weak, let alone the theory of expulsion." The tauren said.

"It's a long story." Qing Chen smiled lightly, and he didn't intend to elaborate on the origin of the deceitful sect.

Remembering what Qin Feng said just now that the tauren had a relationship with the owner of the secret realm, he asked one more question: "Excuse me, do you know where the golden rainbow of luck is hidden here?"

"Oh, the golden rainbow of luck..." The Tauren thought for a while, and said, "It should be near the Forest of Two Realms. Are you looking for this thing?"

"Yes." Qing Chen nodded.

"Then I'll take you there." The tauren immediately stood up.

"convenient?"