The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

"You are the people who injured Qing Xing?"    

The two black shadows exchanged a look. One of them smiled coldly, but Yang Qiu attacked without saying anything.    

The black shadow had a mocking expression on his face, but when Yang Qiu's sword light reached him, the expression on his face froze.    

"What a fast sword!"    

This fellow was truly worthy of being called a Xiantian realm martial artist. In that critical moment, he actually avoided Yang Qiu's sword light. His words were filled with greed, surprise, and surprise.    

"This treasure is mine. Hehe, I've always wanted to find a suitable treasure. Not bad, not bad. Kid, you can stay!"    

Yang Qiu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.    

The opponent was indeed an expert. With his current strength, it was impossible for him to defeat the opponent unless he used the Three Styles Of Chaos. If that happened, the Martial Immortal would be alerted again.    

But, because of his abnormal body, this Xiantian martial artist was helpless against him.    

In that instant, the two of them had exchanged more than ten moves. Yang Qiu was clearly at a disadvantage, but he was still able to remain undefeated.    

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you today? Didn't you eat?"    

One of the black shadows laughed softly, but the senior brother snorted and looked at Yang Qiu strangely. He said coldly:    

"There's something strange about this kid. His body is even stronger than mine. Isn't he a cultivator? How can he refine his body? "    

"A cultivator that cultivates body refinement? Haha, interesting! Senior Brother, why don't you let me try?"    

The senior brother snorted again and said as if he was still unsatisfied:    

"No need. It's very easy for me to deal with him. I just want to try the power of that magic treasure!"    

Right at this moment, Yang Qiu suddenly turned around and fled.    

"Want to escape? Hmph! Interesting!"    

The corners of his senior brother's mouth curled into a cold smile.    

" You still want to leave after coming here? Kid, do you really think this is a place where you can come and go whenever you want?"    

This sentence only left a long trail of sound in the air. At the same time that Yang Qiu disappeared, this senior brother's figure also disappeared without a trace.    

The black shadow standing on the spot shook his head regretfully.    

"What a treasure! What a pity!"    

Yang Qiu was fleeing in front of him, while the other party was chasing him relentlessly. He had come prepared, so he naturally controlled his rhythm. If he really wanted to escape, how could the other party catch up to him?    

In just one minute, the two of them had already ran for more than twenty kilometers.    

Yang Qiu stopped panting. He turned around and stared at the black shadow. He said in a gloomy voice,    

"Fellow Daoist, I am not a match for you. Can't you just admit defeat? You have no idea who you have offended. Qing family will definitely annihilate the Lan family! I advise you to return to your lost path as soon as possible. As long as you are willing, I can even let you join us. How about it? "    

The black figure was a middle-aged man with a tall and slender figure. His entire body was covered in black clothes, and he looked like a ghost in the darkness.    

"Hehe, kid. You actually want to compete with me? Interesting! Qing family wants to destroy the Lan family? Hehe, I think it's the Lan family that wants to destroy the Qing family, right? I really didn't expect this. The Qing family really has a strong foundation. A bodyguard's robe is actually Supreme Grade Spirit Tool. I simply can't do anything to that guy, I can't even catch him. Yet you came to me on your own accord. Hehe. Strange, look at you. I suppose you don't have a high status in the Qing family, right? You don't even have a supreme-grade robe!"    

As the man in black spoke, his feet suddenly flashed. This action caught Yang Qiu by surprise. He snorted coldly and slashed horizontally with the sword light in his hand. His opponent moved erratically in the air, avoiding the sword light. Then, he reached out his hand and grabbed Yang Qiu's neck.    

Yang Qiu could simulate spiritual qi, but he couldn't use his Azure Dragon Sword Art. If that happened, he would expose his identity.    

Who knew that Martial Immortal. . . Was it staring at him somewhere at this time?    

Who knew? Was this guy Dishi Yan's man?    

The man in black didn't show any mercy. He just wanted to break Yang Qiu's neck. However, no matter how hard he tried, Yang Qiu's neck was slippery like a loach. He couldn't break it.    

"This is really strange!"    

The man in black snorted coldly. Without any hesitation, he raised his other hand and turned it into an incomparably sharp palm knife, cutting towards Yang Qiu's neck.    

Yang Qiu immediately reacted. The sword light in his hand was no longer used as a treasure. Instead, he changed his method and used the Dragon Thorn's close combat technique.    

This change was too fast. This man in black had never thought that Yang Qiu would use such a technique. The magic treasure that was glowing with a misty green aura pierced straight into his chest and abdomen.    

The feeling of the cold blade entering his body made the man in black furious.    

He was actually injured.    

He was actually injured in the hands of a fellow who was a hundred times weaker than him?    

Damn it!    

The strength of a Xiantian realm martial artist erupted without any reservation. With a poof, he grabbed Yang Qiu's sword hand. Just as he was about to exert his strength, Yang Qiu's entire body was like a gust of wind. With a light sound, he turned into an afterimage and disappeared in front of him.    

The black-clothed man stood there blankly, looking in the direction where Yang Qiu had disappeared. After a long time, he slowly opened his hand.    

On his hand, there was a ring that he took off from Yang Qiu's finger.    

The man in black snorted and pulled out the sword from between his chest and abdomen. He then wiped the ring on the blood on the wound. As expected, it was a storage ring.    

"Bastard, the next time I see you, I will make sure you die without a burial ground. "    

After muttering a few words, the black-clothed man was immediately attracted by the storage ring and the flying sword in his hand.    

Magic treasures, this sort of thing, to a Xiantian realm martial artist. It was also hard to come by. It was different from a cultivation sect. Martial cultivation sects didn't have any inherited magic treasures, so they naturally didn't have any storage rings. These things were the exclusive rights of cultivators. Take the five great sects as an example. Before the Cultivation Realm sent people to the lower realm, Even the heads of the five big sects only had one Hundred Treasure Bag on them. It was a Mid Grade Spirit Qi.    

There were rules between warriors and cultivators. It was impossible for them to cross the boundary and kill people for treasures. Besides, the cultivation sects were obviously powerful and the Martial Artist Alliance were powerful. Therefore, such a thing wouldn't happen.    

Since Yang Qiu had delivered himself to their doorstep, they couldn't blame others for stealing the treasure and killing them.    

Especially the function of the storage ring, which was even more important than the magic treasure. The black-clothed man had already been deeply attracted by the storage ring.    

As for the three pills in the storage ring, he could immediately tell that they were top grade healing medicines. As for the small statue in the box. . . It seemed like it was also an incredible treasure.    

At this moment, a voice sounded beside his ear.    

"Senior Brother, Master is looking for you!"    

Damn it!    

The black-clothed man's expression changed slightly.    

Could it be that his master was also interested in the thing in his hands?