Hua Qing shrugged, he said:

"At that time, if the Demon Lord was still alive, I would let you see my Canglan Jue Sword!"

"Oh"

Ai Dacha sneered, and he walked towards the struggling boy who was constantly struggling.

He said to others:

"You are either old friends' apprentices or people from the immortal sect.

It’s not easy for me to break your martial arts, so let’s get out, but there is nothing to say between me and you.”

After saying that, he kicked Chen Qiu hard and scolded:

"Pujiezi, eat a bowl of noodles and the bottom of the bowl! You are lucky this time. I will meet you again next time, and I will definitely tear you down!"

Chen Qiu is the most ruthless person tied up.

Ai Dacha tied three mechanical shackles on him, almost tied him into a rice dumpling, and even his mouth was blocked by chains.

Chen Qiu saw Ai Dachai going toward the iron fold, and he kept whining.

The boy with iron saw a little fear and anger.

"Your magical muscles and bones are natural, and they are a perfect match for your peerless material."

Ai Dacha looked at the folded iron, as if he was admiring the most beautiful work of art in the world. His eyes shone:

"When I bring you back to Qingyang Mountain, I will be curated for a long time. At most, I will guarantee that you will be in the world and no one can defeat you...

The chance for the lost Tianji Wuwei to reappear in the world is on you."

As he spoke, he wanted to reach out to grab the folded iron.

But the hand stretched out a few inches and stopped moving forward.

Qingyang Demon Lord's body stopped in place, maintaining that movement, as if time had paused.

But it's not.

It was just that a cold air was added to his body, and murderous aura rushed over, making him dare not move again.

Not only Ai Dachai, but everyone trapped in the audience felt the cold murderous aura.

Just as if he was dragged into a bloodthirsty battlefield, facing an unbeaten iron army that began to charge, Chen Qiu tried hard to raise his head and looked at the entrance of the abandoned village that had been completely destroyed.

There, under the evening night, someone was walking slowly.

He was wearing a black Confucian shirt and a black veil hat, holding an eight-foot silver spear in his hand, and the red tassels on the spear swayed in the cold wind.

One general moves, and thousands of soldiers move.

The only one visitor is the one, but he has the solemn and majestic force of military formations.

When he took a few more steps, the cold murderous aura surged in exponentially, like a strong wind rushing towards him, making Chen Qiu feel suffocated.

Heavenly List!

It's definitely a heavenly list!

This pressure is unmatched!

Ai Dacha gritted his teeth and reached out to continue moving forward, trying to grab the iron and escape.

But the next moment, a cold voice rang out in the night:

"Another inch ahead, your life will be over!"

"Grievance!"

Ai Dacha jumped up in anger. He turned around and grabbed the Tianlang stick, shouting to the person behind him:

"I have no fate with you!

I have never committed any crime in Qilu, nor have I done any serious evil. No matter how big the rules are, you can't care about me, right?

Don't meddle in other people's business!"

"It has nothing to do with the rules in the village."

Qiu Buping stopped ten feet away, stood with a gun, and with his left hand on his back, he said to Ai Dacha:

"This is a personal grudge... Let go of my son and allow you to leave!"

"Your son?"

Ai Dacha's eyes widened, and half of his face with a facial paralysis also showed a hint of surprise.

He was the first to look at Chen Qiu, and he thought Qiu Buping was also coming for Chen Qiu.

Moreover, Brother Zhang values ​​Chen Qiu so much because he is a parent-child who is a fugitive?

No way?

"It's not him."

Young Master Hua Qing, who was sitting cross-legged, laughed, shook his head and pointed at Xiao Tie with his chin.

He said:

"It's him! The 'peerless treasure' in your mouth, don't the Demon Lord think that I have no backup plan and come to die, right?"

"ah?"

Qingyang Demon Lord and Shen Qiu looked dull.

He looked down at Xiao Tie. An innocent expression appeared on Xiao Tie's honest face. He was born as a bloody family member, which he could not choose.

This is a bad thing.

Ai Dacha learned the reason why Qiu Buping intervened, and he was also hesitant for a moment.

To be fair, it is very unwise to get into evil people like Qiu Buping for a good material.

But if you lose the iron and want to find such good materials, you don’t know if it’s the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

If you want to win the 59th century-old man in the system with dignity, you have to make a real "Tianji Martial Guard"!

Qiu Buping was not in a hurry, so he stood there proudly, waiting for Ai Dacha to make a decision.

There are also differences among the experts on the Tianlist.

A master like Ai Dachai who is skilled in mechanical skills and wins with strangeness is definitely not Qiu Buping's opponent in one-on-one situation.

This can also be seen from the ranking of the sky list.

Qiu Buping is seventh in the twelve heavenly list, while Ai Dacha is twelve, the tail of the crane on the heavenly list.

The Demon Lord Qingyang knew very well that Qiu Buping was already giving him face when he was doing things so well.

Otherwise, he had just come and suddenly appeared in assassination. With Ai Dacha's current physical condition, it would be difficult to stop him.

The hundreds of birds and phoenix spear in Qiu Buping's hand is also one of the twelve weapons.

Being stabbed is enough for him to suffer.

"Brother Ai will give me some face this time, how about it?"

Seeing Ai Dacha’s face full of confusion, Qiu Buping spoke again:

"I owed you a favor if I owed you a favor."

This is a step down.

Logically speaking, Ai Dacha should stop when he sees the better.

But this guy is a psycho...

"Pooh!"

Ai Dacha waved the Tianlang stick in his hand, touched his left hand behind, holding a cold thing.

He widened his eyes and shouted to Qiu Buping:

"I need you to give me face?

Brother Zhang gave you enough face and asked you to work together to make a big deal, but you were shameless! I will make this peerless treasure today!

By the way, I will vent my anger to Brother Zhang!

If you have to stop us, we will do it very well!"

"bass"

With a sharp sound, the silver spear moved, and was held by Qiu Buping with both hands. The tip of the spear like a short blade trembled, and then returned to the line, pointing directly to Ai Dacha.

Under the black veil and straw hat, Qiu Buping's face was covered with frost.
Chapter completed!