My Qin Huairu in Siheyuan is not the White Lotus of the Golden Age

The man in the long robe exerted force with his legs and kicked his feet forward suddenly. His speed increased by several times. The whole person suddenly turned into a shadow and approached.

"boom!"

"Blind Karaka!"

Wang Zicheng held a long sword in his hand and fought with the man in the robe. He became completely familiar with his rhythm and true strength and suddenly felt bored.

"I thought the seventh level was so powerful, but it turns out it's just this good!"

With a flash of sword light, the long sword in Wang Zicheng's hand suddenly stabbed out, along the arm of the man in the robe, and accurately pierced his throat.

The man in the robe was instantly shocked.

However, no matter how many ways he thought of, he could not stop the long sword in Wang Zicheng's hand from continuing to pierce.

"Let's die together!"

Seeing that there was no escape, a strange red light suddenly burst out of the robed man's eyes. Wang Zicheng really didn't like this bloodthirsty color.

In an instant, the robed man's fingers grew sharp nails about 10 cm long, and he grabbed Wang Zicheng's chest recklessly, risking his own life.

"hehe!"

Wang Zicheng chuckled and ignored the robed man's attack. He pushed his sword forward suddenly and then stirred it hard, instantly turning the robed man's chest into a pool of meat paste.

At this moment, the robed man's sharp claws just grabbed Wang Zicheng's chest, but he had no strength left in his hands and could only let it fall down unwillingly.

"you……"

“I will come back!!!”

After saying this unwillingly, the man in the robe slowly closed his eyes and died.

"Will you come back?"

Wang Zicheng scolded with a smile: "Do you think you are Big Bad Wolf and will come back? Come back, bullshit!"

After stabbing the robed man several times, Wang Zicheng no longer lingered there and followed in the direction of Jian Er.

In less than a minute, another person blocked his way, as if they knew he was catching up.

"awesome!"

The same outfit, the same man, let's call him robed person B. He smiled and said, "I didn't expect that the small Ningguo Princess's Mansion actually has a seventh-level cultivator. What virtue and ability does that little girl have?"

"Where's Jian Er!"

Wang Zicheng didn't waste any words and asked directly.

"Haha, if you want to know where Jian Er is, you have to beat me first!"

With those words, robed man B clasped his five fingers together and sprinted forward at high speed. A faint sound of waves could be heard from behind him, as if he had disappeared without a trace, like a clay cow entering the sea.

"How brave!"

Wang Zicheng said nothing and stabbed forward with his sword. Each of his sword strikes was faster and fiercer than the last. As he swung the long sword, it formed an impenetrable sword net.

Within the range of the sword net, robed man B became more and more frightened and excited as the battle went on.

At this time, his ten fingers had turned into the color of gold and stone, as hard and tender as gold and iron. They were able to fight on equal terms with Wang Zicheng's sword, constantly colliding with it.

"Your sword can actually compete with my Iron Eagle Claw. Not bad, not bad!"

The robed man B smiled evilly, suddenly clasped his five fingers together, and reached out along the sword, wanting to take Wang Zicheng's sword for himself.

"You're probably overthinking it!"

Wang Zicheng scolded with a smile, it was simply a fantasy that this guy wanted his sword.

The sword was flying across the sky, wielding it freely. The long sword seemed to have life in Wang Zicheng's hand, and its speed increased dramatically to an extremely terrifying level. Within just a few moves, more than a dozen cuts were made on the chest of the robed man B.

"boom!"

Wang Zicheng took advantage of the gap in robed man B and kicked him directly in the chest, sending the latter flying backwards.

His chest had completely collapsed, and his flesh and blood were all over the place. It was obvious that he was not going to survive.

"you're good--"

"But next time, I will definitely be able to kill you, and your sword will be mine!"

After saying this, robed man B finally closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Wang Zicheng looked at the body of robed man B and felt a little curious. Even though this guy had grown so big, he could still say so much in one breath and still had so much strength.

He didn't look like a wounded or dying person at all.

Moreover, they said twice in a row that they would come back, so Wang Zicheng couldn't help but feel a little curious and a little mysterious.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore!"

Wang Zicheng created a huge fireball out of thin air, which burned the body of robed man B completely, and then he left here with satisfaction.

Continue to follow the direction of Jian Er and chase after him.

Line day.

Three men in black robes were sitting and resting, and next to them there was another person lying on the ground, unable to move.

Isn't this Jian Er?

The black-robed person B sat aside, drank some warm water, and said, "Sister, why is he getting better so soon?"

"Brother, is the legend in our sect true or false? Why do so many people find it unbelievable?"

"of course it's true!"

The black-robed man said, "You are new here, and you know very little about our church. But there is one thing you must remember, which is—"

"not good!"

The black-robed man C suddenly looked horrified and said, "Second brother, go quickly, Fifth and Seventh brothers have already gotten up, someone is coming to chase us!"

The black-robed man called the Second stood up immediately.

Without further ado, he said two words: "Okay."

Then, the man in black robe left.

The black-robed man C also hurriedly left with two people and Jian Er's body.

Beyond the narrow passage.

Wang Zicheng was just running fast when a man in a long robe suddenly appeared in front of him.

"and who are you?"

Wang Zicheng asked.

The robed man ignored him and said, "I'm here to kill you!"

After saying this, the man in the long robe turned into a breeze.

As swift as the wind and as fast as lightning, each move was well-organized, methodical and continuous.

"Roar!"

An extremely rich and invisible aura enveloped him, and a powerful storm of internal force crashed into Wang Zicheng.

It felt like he had been hit head-on by a ten-meter-high wave, and he was thrown all over the place.

"Finally, someone decent has arrived!"

Wang Zicheng quickly stabilized his body, and his internal force continued to burst out from his body.

The man in the long robe looked at Wang Zicheng's outburst and laughed, "Yes, that's right, that's it."

"That's what makes it interesting!"

Wang Zicheng sneered: "The fun is still to come. If you have the guts, come on!"

"Roar!"

The man in the long robe suddenly rushed over, and the powerful force caused the ground to crack into deep cracks.

Wang Zicheng narrowed his eyes slightly and his expression gradually became serious.

Unable to resist, and