Yang Jian, is this yours?

Manjusri was a little worried at the beginning, but later he realized that these worries were unnecessary. Qingxi didn't seem to have any actual combat experience. Not belonging to others, Manjusri nodded secretly, lamenting that Yang Jian had indeed found a good Taoist partner.

I saw a young man in a white and blue Taoist robe standing against the wind with a long sword in his hand. His handsome face was indifferent. There was a blue light circle around his body. The range was not wide, but there was not a single bit of black wind and wild sand gushing out. Come in, in this environment, the young man is like a banished fairy from the nine heavens, unstained from dust.

Qingxi first focused on looking at Qin Wan. In the darkness, Qin Wan's figure could not be seen clearly, and there were candles dancing around, sometimes reflecting Qin Wan's distorted face with a smile.

"Good boy! Today's Yuxu Palace is really not as good as it used to be, and it has caused all the juniors to come to die. It turns out that the people who explain the teachings are all greedy for life and fear of death, and they are not good enough to join my sect disciples!"

Qin Wan's voice was very loud because of the sound of the wind, Qingxi frowned slightly, and glanced at Manjusri, seeing that he didn't have any other expressions, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, turned his head to look for Qin is finished.

Manjusri naturally noticed Qingxi's small movements. The corner of his mouth curled into a slight arc, and then he replied to Qin Wan in a loud voice: "Qin Daoyou, what you said is serious. If you can't even beat our disciples, how can you explain the rest to me?" What about the brothers and sisters talking about it?"

After hearing this, Qin Wan sneered and said, "I won't argue with you, who is stronger, let's meet each other seriously."

Manjusri didn't talk to him, turned his head slightly, and saw Qingxi nodded to him, then calmly sent out a white lotus in his hand, and the white lotus flickered in the wind and sand to guide Qingxi.

When Qin Wan focused all his attention on Manjusri, Qingxi immediately jumped forward, with a fierce sword intent on his body, and even the surrounding air seemed to become stagnant, it was only a matter of a moment , Qingxi's movements were so fast that even Manjusri couldn't help admiring in his heart.

When Qin Wan noticed Qingxi, he had already arrived in front of the altar, Qin Wan opened his mouth and roared, picked up the ashes from the incense burner and threw them towards Qingxi in a rage, when an evil wind blew over the black sand, Qingxi immediately disappeared.

Qin Wan couldn't see Qingxi's figure on the left and right, and thought he had died under his own hands, so he laughed and said, "Little Manjusri! My disciples are nothing more than that! You should go back to your cave to practice obediently... …Well!"

Before Qin Wan could finish his sentence, he felt a stabbing pain in his chest. The cold sword pierced through his body and passed through his heart. The silver sword was covered with blood from his body. Qin Wan glared. The big eyes turned around in disbelief, and Qingxi stood in front of him with calm eyes like that. After looking at Qin Wan, he calmly withdrew his sword and watched Qin Wan slowly Falling to the ground, a large amount of bright red blood overflowed from under him, and the formation became calm.

Manjusri walked over slowly, he could see the tension hidden under the young man's calm face, so he comforted softly: "You did a good job, Qingxi."

Qingxi just turned his head to look at Manjusri, then nodded slowly, looking a little dazed, Manjusri thought that he was under psychological pressure, so he stepped forward and cut off Qin Wan's head with a sword, his face There was no fluctuation in the expression on his face, even standing in a pool of blood, Manjusri was like a fairy standing high on a white lotus.

"Let's go."

"……Yes."

Qingxi moved a little slowly. In fact, his mind is now full of the small glowing fragments he picked up from Qin Wan after he killed Qin Wan just now. It looks like a fragment of the Xuanhui book. Just floating out of his body, Qingxi quickly held it in his hand, and the cold and hard touch told him that it was real.Qingxi didn't tell Wenshu about this, he wanted to take a good look at what it was.

The two achieved a great victory, and everyone was very happy when they returned, especially Jiang Ziya, whose beard was about to go up to the sky. He first said a few words to Manjusri, and turned his head when he learned that it was Qingxi who killed Qin Wan. Lai cleared his throat and joked, "Little friend Qingxi is really good, it seems that nephew Yang Jian has won a treasure."

After Qingxi heard this, he glanced at Yang Jian first, then his fair face slowly turned red, and he lowered his head and stopped talking. He looked at his toes, and thought of the glowing shard he got today. There are some minor annoyances.

Yang Jian could easily feel Qingxi's thoughts. He didn't know what happened in the battle just now, but he also clearly noticed that Qingxi was not in the state now. Instead, it was Nezha who ran over and grabbed Qingxi's body noisily. Sleeve said: "Qingxi, how about it, tell me what you saw in the formation? Is the old way's formation really as powerful as he said? How did you and Uncle Wenshu deal with him... "

"Okay Nezha," Huang Tianhua quickly grabbed Nezha and said, "You have asked so many questions, which one should Qingxi answer first? I think we should ask slowly after we get back."

Sure enough, I saw that Grand Master Wen saw that the Tianjue formation was broken and Qin Wan died. He was so angry that he wanted to lead people to fight with Jiang Ziya and others. "I've heard for a long time that you use your troops like a god, grand master. It's just that you are fighting now. Naturally, you judge your superiority based on your spells. Besides, Qin Wan killed Deng Hua in our army, and then used his life to counteract it. Naturally, it is a cycle of cause and effect. Now ten formations are broken and one is broken. , Let’s quickly discuss the competition among the remaining nine formations.”

Grand Master Wen naturally knew the rules. Being in a high position and seeing victory and defeat made him calm down quickly. At this time, a man in shabby clothes came out riding a sika deer, and he was holding a tattered harp dangling in his hand. He came out swaying, and shouted in a low voice: "Don't say too much, it seems that we are afraid of you. Although we have broken the battle of heaven and earth, we still have to see if anyone can get out of my battle formation."

Daoist Ran Deng hadn't spoken yet, so he focused his eyes on the young man who was full of energy. He pondered for a while, and before he could speak, he heard a voice begging for his life, "Qingxi begs for his life, and is willing to go and break the formation."

Taoist Ran Deng paused, but did not directly agree.

At the same time, Chao Ge, thousands of miles away.

The hibiscus tent was warm and turned red. The woman's shy and coquettish pant and smile came from inside. Not far from the bed, a handsome man in heavy and gorgeous clothes watched this scene with cold eyes, and the maids beside him knelt down one after another. , only sweating coldly, not daring to make a sound.