There was no need for the man in the gray robe to say more. At the moment the short knife was broken, Qingyan's right hand had already slapped the man in the gray robe's chest. Qingyan asked himself that even if the other party expected this blow, his body would not have time to react.

Sure enough, Qingyan's palm slapped the chest of the man without any obstacles, and then a muffled sound rang in the secret room in the space, clearly reaching the ears of several people.

But although he hit a blow, the touch from his palm was not like a flesh and blood body. Qingyan felt that his right palm seemed to be slapped on a thick wooden door, and the power of the shock shock made his arms numb. Zhao Jing did not watch at this moment. After seeing that Qingyan's palm did not work, he quickly pulled out the soft sword from the fingertips of the gray-robed man and pulled Qingyan backwards.

The man in gray robe did not chase him, and still stood at the corner of the secret passage and looked at the two of them with a smile. Zhao Jing stared at each other with his eyes and said in a low voice: Qingyan, this man in gray robe has very high martial arts skills. I am afraid we are not opponents. We will do our best to attack him later. If one of them can entangle him, the other one will rush out even if he can't go back. Do you understand?

Qingyan also came back to his senses from the trance just now. Although he didn't know what evil kung fu the man in the gray robe practiced, his palm that he put all his strength into effect at all, still made Qingyan feel a little powerless.

After hearing Zhao Jing's words, Qingyan knew that he would never be distracted with it at this time. He nodded slowly and said: Brother Jing, just do what you said. I will entangle him later. Don't turn around, the faster you run, the better.

Qingyan, now is not the time to argue for being a hero. If I have the chance, I will never miss it. But if you have the chance, don’t worry about me, because only if we escape one can we be rescued, otherwise we will all die here! Zhao Jing said in a slightly anxious tone.

Qingyan didn't argue after hearing the words, holding a half-small knife in his hand and staring at the man in the gray robe.

The secret room was not big, and the surroundings were empty. There was only an exquisite jade table behind Qingyan and Zhao Jing. The table was covered with a large black cloth, which made people unable to see what was inside, but the shape highlighted should be a rectangular object. Of course, Qingyan and the other two were not in the mood to lift the black cloth to see what was.

The conversation between the two reached the ears of the gray-robed man in this empty secret room.

Your Highness, and this little hero named Qingyan, actually you don’t have to do this. No matter how you discuss, no one can step out of this secret room alive, so don’t waste your time and hurry up. Maybe you can really kill me, hahaha... The man in the gray robe said at the end, with deep mockery and disdain at the corner of his mouth.

When he saw the other person looking at him, Qingyan's extremely hidden hostility and hustle spirit also surged into his heart. There is a saying that the temple is a small demon, and there are many toads in the shallow pool. I didn't expect that this person is ugly and nonsense. If you are awesome, don't hide it and use your three-legged cat skill at the bottom of the box, otherwise you will get out of here. Even if His Highness the King of Wu does not punish you, my time will be very precious.

The man in gray robe had tasted the heart-wrenching ridicule of Qingyan before. Although he didn't know what awesomeness was, he heard a few times more unpleasant mockery than before, and his anger slowly surged up and said with a grim smile: Okay, since you, a little bastard, aren't afraid of death, then I will give you my help. After that, he turned into a gray shadow and rushed towards Qingyan.

Qingyan met without hesitation, but as soon as he rushed over, he touched Zhao Jing without leaving any traces of his arm, and the meaning was self-evident. Zhao Jing also understood Qingyan's intention instantly, took a deep breath, lifted up his long sword and attacked the man in the gray robe with Qingyan.

But, the man in the gray robe was too fast, and Qingyan could only vaguely capture the other party's movements.

The man in gray robe made one hand and quickly grabbed Qingyan's neck. He believed that Qingyan would die in his hand the next moment. But in the flash, the man in gray robe saw Qingyan throwing the short knife left in his hand for some reason at him.

Although I don’t know why Qingyan is like this, he didn’t think much about it. The man in gray robe quickly knocked the short knife to the side with his right claw.

At this moment, Qingyan stretched out his arms and threw himself hard on the waist of the man in the gray robe.

Walk!!

Zhao Jing quickly changed direction behind Qingyan, and then passed the two of them and rushed towards the secret passage quickly.

Qingyan looked at Zhao Jing's back as he was gradually moving away, and felt a little calmer, but the next moment, he was knocked away by a powerful force, and then hit the wall of the secret room heavily, accompanied by a mouthful of strong blood.

Hearing the sound behind him, Zhao Jing's body obviously paused. With this pause, the man in the gray robe had already blocked Zhao Jing's face as fast as lightning.

After seeing the plan failed, Qingyan sat up with difficulty and smiled helplessly on the corner of his mouth covered in blood.

When Zhao Jing saw the man in gray robe blocking his way, he did not make any struggle. Instead, he turned around and walked towards Qingyan, leaving the man in gray robe with his flaws. When he walked to Qingyan's side, he wiped Qingyan's bloody face with his sleeves, and smiled faintly: Qingyan, it seems that we brothers can't leave this time.

Qingyan covered his chest with pain as if he was torn and said in difficulty: Who said no? Alas, I can't leave today anyway, so I don't care about those false polite rituals anymore. I said Zhao Jing, did your brain break just now? It's obviously only one step away, why did you stop? Is it because you are urged to urinate?

Zhao Jing gently punched Qingyan in the shoulder and scolded: You will never talk to me like this until this moment of life and death. If you could do this earlier, I would be happier in the past. After saying that, I burst into laughter.

The man in gray robe looked at the two of them with a little fear in his heart. Unexpectedly, Qingyan was so desperate to create a trace of life for Zhao Jing. Although he was confident that he would catch him before Zhao Jing ran out of the secret passage, he was afraid of accidents. If he really wanted to escape, he would not live for a few days. At this moment, he saw that Qingyan had been beaten half to death by his own punch, and the other one stopped struggling as if he accepted his fate, so he did not disturb the last chat before his death.

After seeing the two chatting and laughing for a while, the man in gray robe walked over slowly to prevent the night from being long and dreaming.

Seeing this, Qingyan said sarcastically: You are so ignorant. Oh, it’s a pity that you are not as skilled as others can’t beat you, otherwise I really want to cut you off a hundred and eighty-odd brother Jing, help me up. When Zhao Jing heard this, he slowly helped Qingyan’s body up, and Qingyan’s other hand leaned on the jade table on his right hand.

When Qingyan stood up, the black cloth on the jade table slowly fell to the ground because of his own hands, revealing the things in it.

The three people in the secret room looked at the jade table at the same time. The man in the gray robe obviously knew what was on the table, so he was not surprised, but Qingyan and the others looked at the things on the table in surprise.

I saw a peach wood sword stand on the table, with a sword on it. The sword's appearance was very strange. The sword body was blue all over, the sword blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, with ripples flowing, and it was not like an ordinary sword. The sword had no sword grid. The man in gray robe said at this time: It seems that you two have some luck before you die. It is said that the sword is called "Qingluan". I don't know what material it was made of, and I don't know who made it. It's three feet and six inches long, combined with the number of Tiangang, and it's no problem to divide gold and broken stones and blow hair and cut off hair. But legendary, the power of this sword is not only this, but even Qin Mu can't get a glimpse of it. So although there are a few people in the world who know the existence of this sword, no one will be so stupid that they offend Wu Yue Jianchi for an unusable sword.

The man in gray robe said here, Qing Yan interrupted: I said, "Old man, are you here to kill someone or be a tour guide?" If you want to do something, what's the point? Brother Jing and I are still in a hurry to go down and reincarnate. Please be more professional?"

Hearing this, the man in gray robe did not know what the tour guide was in Qingyan's mouth was, but he was not as angry as before. He sneered and said: I think you can still make noise! ​​After that, he slowly walked over. The man in gray robe did not rush to end Qingyan's life. This man humiliated himself repeatedly. If he died happily, it would be too cheap for him.

Qingyan lowered his head and looked at the Qingluan Sword beside him, and said with some emotion: Brother Jing, I just saw all the heroes on stage to try the sword. In fact, I was so itchy in my heart that I thought I would never have the chance to see such a magic sword again in my life, but I didn’t expect that I would fulfill this wish at the moment of dying. If my brother missed this opportunity, he would be dying with his eyes open. There was cunning in his eyes, so Brother Jing, don’t argue with me. Although I know that your heart is similar to what I think, who made me close? Hahahahaha...

Qingyan smiled and stretched out his right hand to hold the hilt of the Qingluan Sword. Zhao Jing, who was standing beside him, shook his head with a wry smile and said: It seems that he can't hide anything from you. I originally wanted to try it, but I thought that you had just given me this opportunity. Then he pretended to be angry and said: But because you were close, you wanted to get the moon first. What's the difference between it and Lu Pinglan?

Seeing that his joke was not responding, Zhao Jing chuckled and said: What's wrong? You can't be angry with me, right? Don't stop talking, hurry up and tell me, how does it feel to hold a peerless sword?

But Qingyan did not respond for a long time, so Zhao Jing thought he was excited and didn't care too much, but suddenly felt Qingyan's body leaning against him tremble violently, and then an invisible suction came from Qingyan's body. This vision shocked Zhao Jing. He let go of his arm like a conditioned reflex and looked at Qingyan in surprise.

The man in gray robe also took all of it at this time. He saw Qingyan holding the Qingluan Sword in his right hand. In addition to the violent trembling, his eyes actually emitted a faint green light, and the blade of the Qingluan Sword also changed rapidly. The blade of the Qingluan Sword was as thin as a cicada's wing, and it was softer than an ordinary soft sword. At first, when Qingyan just picked up the sword, the blade was still shaking gently, but at this time the blade was as hard as steel, giving people a strong feeling of invincibility, and it was no longer as soft as before.

As Qingyan's body trembled violently, the green light shone in his eyes became stronger, and the Qingluan sword in his right hand made waves of sword sounds. The sound of the sword sound was like the cries of a mysterious bird in the sky. For a moment, Zhao Jing and the man in the gray robe felt above the sky.
Chapter completed!