Qiushui swordsman went to heaven to invite the battle, but Jiang Ping was confused on the ground.

You should know that on the way he came, he had a complete and complete plan about how to kill the Six Prison Demon Marquis, including the last line before his death, which was polished thoroughly.

But now...

Jiang Ping fell silent. After a while, he quietly asked Duan Anping beside him and said:

"Is this Qiushui swordsman too enthusiastic and proactive?"

Duan Anping had expected:

"Young Master, you may not know that this Qiu Shui is powerful and has created the Autumn Sword Book of Myself. He is also a strong one among the old masters.

Moreover, this man was fond of swords as if he was alive. When he was young, he used his sword to challenge the major sword sects, but he won less than defeated more, leaving behind a hidden injury.

Even if he later broke through to the Grand Master and was baptized by the power of the Heavenly Gate, he could not completely compensate for the hidden injuries of his body, and his lifespan was much lower than that of ordinary Grand Masters.

He is eighty-six years old this year. He seems to be prosperous in martial arts, but in fact he has not had a good life for more than ten years.

Many years ago, he was looking for ways to prolong his life in the world. Later, he didn't know if he figured it out, so he tried his best to cultivate his only son.

His son inherited his kendo talent, but he had been stuck in the peak master level for a full ten years.

Hearing that the young master was helpful to others to break through the great master's method, he had long wanted to visit the young master.

However, the young master refused all foreign visitors on the grounds of being unwell, so he never had a chance.

So this time…”

Duan Anping's meaning is already very obvious.

Even Jiang Ping couldn't help but laugh.

The person who loves him is simply trying to please him, but he is trying too hard.

"Hey, sometimes it's a worry for people to be too good."

Jiang Ping shook his head, not very sad.

Since he wanted to be the vanguard, let him go up and go to the thunder, which was not something he forced to do.

Duan Anping: “…”

Shen Lang: "..."

Grand Master of Passersby: "..."

They are not the tried and tested Qiu Daoyu, and they are extremely uncomfortable with Jiang Ping's style, and at the same time they are beginning to shake and doubt.

It seems that this Jiang Supervisor is a little different from the rumored Jiang Supervisor...

Well, billions of dollars.

at the same time.

Inside the Evil Prison Sect.

Just in the Zushi Hall, a large hole opened on the ground, and one after another, the old devil with deep breath jumped up one after another.

As a demonic sect that is always visited to seek revenge, it is reasonable to keep an escape passage in the mountain gate.

Even though this is a forty-five-mile tunnel, it directly leads to the backyard of an inn inn near the Xiezhu Sect.

The Six Prison Demon Marquis went up to receive the gifts one by one. His attitude was very gentle, and his face was filled with pleats, and he didn't look like an old demon.

Yin Wuhen stood aside with his hands on his chest, with a very proud face.

These are all the great masters of the Demonic Dao he personally brought, with a total of eight, plus him and the Six Prison Demon Marquis, there are only two digits.

With such power, even the seven sects of Zhao State dared to make a breakthrough.

And the most important point is that these great masters were assigned to him by Lord Qiye himself, including the old green-robed monster who Lord Qiye trusted quite.

This time, he not only wanted to take down the magic weapon and present it to Lord Qiye, but also caught the righteous alliance off guard. At least he would have to save the lives of more than two great masters and destroy their majesty again.

"Six Prisons, we should not stay for a long time, otherwise we will be alerted by them.

According to the previous plan, you will force those righteous people to attack your Evil Prison Sect as soon as possible.

We are sneak attacking in secret and we will complete the battle in one battle!"

Yin Wuhen calmly spoke out the arrangements.

Their plan is simple, but it works.

According to the power of the righteous people outside the mountain gate at this time, there were only seven martial arts masters, as long as they entered the pockets they prepared.

They worked together to attack one or two of them, first cut off some of the strength, and then attacked more and more to make a small circumference of three or one.

Even if part of them escaped, they would have achieved enough results.

Besides, they may not be able to escape.

The Six Prison Demon Marquis was relieved to see that the supporters were so abundant. He nodded repeatedly when he heard this, feeling that this time was stable.

But just seven great masters dare to attack his Evil Prison Sect?

This time, he wants these people to go back and forth!

After this battle, his reputation as the Six Prison Demon Marquis in the world will definitely be greatly spread and he will become the most outstanding successor in the history of the Evil Prison Sect.

I heard that there is a list of magic giants in the world, and he can at least occupy the top ten positions.

Thinking of the Six Prison Demon Marquis showed a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth.

It’s just that the magic weapon is lost and it feels a little distressed.

However, thinking of the magic weapon that could not be used, the Six Prison Demon Marquis made up his mind and gave it to him.

If you can't use it for me, that's waste!

"Son of the Holy Son, please rest assured. I will use all my lifelong acting skills to trick all of them into the trap of the Evil Prison Sect."

The Six Prison Demon Marquis patted his chest and promised.

Then……

I heard a sound coming from the sky above the Ancestor Hall:

"The Six Prisons Demon Marquis, I am the Qiushui Swordsman Zhang Qiushui. I will die quickly if I don't come!"

Six Prison Demon Marquis: "..."

Do you want to come so fast?

Yin Wuhen clapped his hands and smiled, "Senior Six Prisons, the time has come to test you."

The Six Prison Demon Marquis nodded stiffly.

He wiped his face, rushed out of the ancestor's hall, and took off into the air:

"Where did the dog barking come from? I won't die for me!"

Before the voice fell, the two had already fought fiercely.

I saw two light balls of white and yellow in the sky colliding one after another, fists and palms intersecting, swords and palms hit each other, and stimulating sounds thumped, and the dispersed true qi lights drifted everywhere.

Even the clouds in the sky were torn apart by these two violent waves of momentum, revealing a pale background.

Until a loud shout came:

"Sixth Level Prison·Closed!"

boom!

A giant palm appeared above the sky, blocking all directions, and a six-level pagoda in the palm was rolling around, looking very powerful.

"A little trick!"

Zhang Qiushui did not expect that the Six Prisons Demon Mars did not follow the routine.

I didn't say a few more trash words before the fight. How could the storyteller make up stories in the future? He made his style of being a great swordsman, killing the old demon with a sword.

However, considering that his trip was mainly to please Supervisor Jiang, he drew his sword and slashed.

"...You dare to be arrogant in front of me, silence! Sadly, the lonely autumn!"

The sword in his hand is Qiu Hong, which is a famous weapon in the sword. It enters the sword with sadness and the sword is ecstatic.

I saw yellow leaves appearing out of thin air, rustling down, with a hint of autumn and a hint of sadness, making people feel sad unconsciously.

And in the sadness, there is also the intoxicating sword intent.

Surrounded by dead leaves, they turned into a yellow dragon, and directly rushed into the sky.

The big palm that seemed to seal the sky was shattered directly under this sword, and even the sixth level of the Buddha turned into a phantom and scattered.

The long dead leaves and dragons cast their strength without diminishing, and directly penetrated the Six Prison Demon Marquis.

The Six Prison Demon Marquis clasped his hands together, and a bone-white true qi cover blocked his body, but was also beaten by this sword and retreated repeatedly.

Until the sword force dissipated, the Six Prison Demon Marquis couldn't help but groaned, and a hint of red appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he still forced himself to say:

"The Japanese class is in a bad state today, and he has the ability to fight again another day!"

As he said that, he didn't wait for Zhang Qiushui to agree, and spit out a mouthful of blood, accelerated directly, and fled into the mountain gate below.

When Zhang Qiushui saw that the Six Prison Demon Mars were about to escape, he looked excited. He waved his sword and the sword energy chased him.

"Don't leave!"
Chapter completed!