"I just want you to talk to me."

The sword-holder said with a smile.

His expression was normal, without any sharp look.

It seemed that he was just an ordinary person, but Qi Jingtian knew that this person was definitely a super strong man.

His strength is at least at the level of a sage.

Even stronger! He doesn't even dare to move or breathe heavily now.

I was afraid that I would touch the mysterious big man in front of me, and I would be done.

Qi Jingtian also knew that at this time, Xiao Chen and the others could not save him. They were too far away from here. Once they wanted to take action, this person would definitely be able to detect it. After all, even his subtle voice could be heard clearly. How could such a person be simple? So, the one who can save himself now is still himself.

He needs to save himself.

He took a deep breath and then smiled.

He wanted to relax himself and said, "I don't know what the senior wants to say?"

The sword-holder said lightly: "Everything is OK."

Qi Jingtian's expression flashed.

It will be all right?

But, he didn't dare to ask.

For a moment, the atmosphere became a little silent, while the battle continued on the other side.

The sword-holder smiled in his expression, and he said, "All those people on the top of the mountain are your friends?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Jingtian nodded.

"Yes, they are all my friends. Seniors are very powerful. Please don't make things difficult for them. If you want to kill, kill me."

Qi Jingtian said, saying this sentence was extremely firm. Although Xiao Chen and others were guarding the Queen of Nanhuang, the Queen of Nanhuang was special after all, and she could not do her best in the tomb of God. However, the old senior was powerful. If he wanted to kill someone, the Queen of Nanhuang might not be able to stop him in the tomb of God.

And listening to Qi Jingtian's words, the sword holder smiled.

"So backbone?

Are you not afraid of death?”

He asked with a smile.

Qi Jingtian said: "I'm afraid of death, but I'm even more afraid that my friends will die in front of me. If the senior really wants to take action, then kill me first. If I don't die, I will definitely stand in front of them."

"It's bloody enough."

The sword-holder praised him.

Qi Jingtian couldn't laugh.

As he said that, the sword-holder looked at Qi Jingtian, and then he looked a little shocked, and he said, "Are you practicing sword?"

"Cultivate swords since childhood."

Qi Jingtian replied.

Hearing this, the sword-holder smiled, and Qi Jingtian couldn't guess what he was thinking.

Only silent.

At this time, the sword-holder handed the sword in his arms to Qi Jingtian. He said lightly: "Boy, you pull out this sword now and I will send you back to ensure you are safe and sound. If you can't pull it out, you will die, and your friends will die too. Their lives and your own lives are in your hands."

Qi Jingtian's expression flashed.

Draw the sword?

He lowered his eyes and looked at the sword in front of him.

Although the sword-holder was dirty, the sword was particularly clean.

White scabbard, with dragon patterns on the scabbard.

On the hilt of the sword, there are seven black gems inlaid, which are extremely dazzling.

This sword seems ordinary, but it gives people an extremely sharp feeling, as if it is caught in it at a glance. In addition, the sword is not sheathed, and there is already an extremely powerful force flowing. In this case, how can the sword that can protect this person so much is an ordinary quality?

Qi Jingtian was a little hesitant.

However, his life and Xiao Chen and others were all in his hands.

He has no choice.

I can only listen to the words of the sword-holder.

"Senior is a big shot, so of course he won't lie to me, aren't he many?"

Qi Jingtian Dao.

The sword holder smiled at this.

"You boy is using words to me?

Don't worry, I will do what I say and never break my promise, but if you can't pull it out, don't blame me."

After saying that, the sword-holder looked at Qi Jingtian quietly.

Qi Jingtian took the sword.

Suddenly, the vast sword energy directly surrounded his body, and Qi Jingtian turned into a bloody man in an instant.

He was stabbed by sword energy.

At this moment, he realized that the injury of the sword-holder was not caused by those people, but by the sword. The sharpness almost strangled him, but Qi Jingtian's eyes had a firmness and solemnity. He held the hilt of the sword in one hand and the scabbard with the other.

He tried hard, but he could not shake the sword.

It seemed that this sword could not be unsheathed, and it was already one with the sword sheath.

And the moment he took action, there was endless pressure on the sword sheath and suppressed it. Qi Jingtian felt that his body was crushed, and it was extremely painful, as if his bones were about to be broken. His sword energy surged, the sword intent rushed, the holy path surrounded, and the sword intent was crazy. In this scene, the sword-holder nodded slightly.

This guy has a solid foundation in swordsmanship.

But I don’t know if the person I choose can draw this sword.

Rumble! With violent vibration, Qi Jingtian bleeding from seven orifices.

His eyes were full of bloodshot.

He blew blood, and the sword seemed to be about to kill it, but he had already insisted, and his whole body penetrated his arm strength. The sword in his hand shook, as if he was fighting, but in the end, Qi Jingtian was shaken a little, and an inch of sword edge was pulled out. The sword holder lit up and his body trembled.

He stared at Qi Jingtian expectantly.

The sword tip is one inch away, the sky and the earth change color, the mountains and rivers shake, and the heavens are filled with the sound of sword chanting, just like the roar of a dragon.

The strong men of Wentian Sword Sect and the strong men of Emperor Sword Sect were both shocked.

Their eyes were all set, looking at Qi Jingtian, and their expressions were trembling.

His face changed drastically.

"Stop him, don't let him draw his sword!"

Tan Min and Zong Lei both spoke at the same time.

Below, the sword-holder looked at Qi Jingtian and smiled and said, "Boy, everyone is going to kill you now, give up."

Qi Jingtian looked firm and was still drawing his sword.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I won't give up, I'm the only one who dies. If I give up, something will happen to my friend."

"How can I let go?"

At this time, the two powerful people from the sects came to fight at the same time, and Qi Jingtian looked decisive and did not fear at all.

"Display it for me!"

Suddenly, the magic sword appeared one inch more.

Boom!                                                                                                                              

Even the sword energy killed several most saintly powerful men.

Qi Jingtian vomited blood again.

His body was almost torn apart by the sword energy, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

At this time, he was determined to die.

He must let the sword unsheathed.

Beside him, the sword-holding man stood up, and he stood in front of Qi Jingtian. Looking at the people of the two sects, he said lightly: "If you don't want to die, you will retreat. Whoever dares to take a step forward, I will kill you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the strong men's expressions trembled and they did not dare to step forward.

And behind him, Qi Jingtian roared and shook the sky.

"open!"

Qi Jingtian was covered in blood and extremely miserable, but in his hand, the magic sword finally came out of the sheath.

Rumble! At that moment, the wind and clouds changed color, the sea of ​​clouds surged, and the divine peaks of the heavens trembled, as if they were about to collapse.

Afterwards, countless people saw a shocking scene.
Chapter completed!