"Junior …" This old man will tear you into a thousand pieces, and this old man will die a terrible death! "

At this very moment, because of Qin Hai's scheme, Elder Cang Song suffered the consequences of his own actions. Numerous sword Qis seeped out from his body and the entire hall was filled with the screams of Elder Cang Song as if he was slaughtering a pig.

"You still want to kill me? It's simply laughable. Since you can't even protect yourself now, rather than causing trouble for me, it's better to think of a way to survive in this current situation. "

Qin Hai could not help but dig his ears and sigh slightly. "I was just using a little trick and it angered you and caused you to lose your cool. In the end, I took you twice in the same routine. Haha, you don't know that you've lived hundreds of years for your luck!"

At this moment, Qin Hai had broken through the other party's sword art, which was about to be released, resulting in a large half of the sword intent to lose connection with its owner. At this moment, Qin Hai had broken through the other party's sword art, which caused a large half of the sword intent to lose connection with its owner.

Finally, under Qin Hai's cold gaze, Elder Cang Song could no longer endure and fell heavily onto the ground. His body was already riddled with holes, and the ground was covered with a shocking crimson color.

"This old man … He was unwilling... "Ah, ah, ah..."

Elder Cang Song was already half-dead. Not only were his internal organs, his eight extraordinary meridians, and his eight extraordinary meridians pierced through by the sword Qis, even his nascent soul was on the verge of death.

Qin Hai shook his head and no longer looked at him. Since this person was not going to live much longer, he turned his gaze towards the battlefield. He had wasted a lot of treasures to deal with Elder Cang Song, and now this Ten Thousand Arts Holy Sword belonged to him.

Qin Hai s.h.i.+fted his gaze and discovered that where the broken arm and the Ten Thousand Arts Holy Sword should have been, there was only a broken arm lying there all alone. The area that should have been the holy sword was empty.

"That's not right..."

"Qin Hai, look behind you, and run!"

At the same time, Old Ding's voice rang in Qin Hai's sea of consciousness. Qin Hai's heart skipped a beat and he did not think much. As soon as the voice rang out, he fled with the fastest speed he could muster …

Swis.h.!.+

Just as Qin Hai was about to escape, an extremely powerful silvery white sword beam flew past where Qin Hai had been before. It was wrapped in layers of black demonic flames …

The two giant pillars in the cavern broke apart. Even the altar that was supposed to be sealing the demon sword was shattered into pieces by this wave of sword light!

Qin Hai could not help but feel a sense of fear. Fortunately, the old cauldron had warned him in time that he had reacted quickly enough, otherwise, he would have been hacked into two halves.

At this moment, a black figure silently stood behind him. In his hand was the demonized Ten Thousand Arts Holy Sword!

Qin Hai took a closer look and saw that the person who attacked him was the vice head of the Flying Immortal Sect, Wu Changsheng!

"Sect Leader Wu, how could you …"

Qin Hai muttered and was shocked. He immediately thought of something, "Could it be that all of this is your plan? You're the person that Elder Cang Song spoke of … The real mastermind behind this!? "

At this moment, Qin Hai's heart trembled. Wu Changsheng's cultivation was even stronger than Elder Cang Song. Previously, when he was dealing with Elder Cang Song, Wu Changsheng had barged in and secretly s.n.a.t.c.hed away the Ten Thousand Arts Holy Sword, but Qin Hai had not noticed in the slightest!

Just from this point alone, it was clear that Wu Changsheng's strength was far above Qin Hai's. Otherwise, how could Qin Hai not sense anything from such a short distance?

When he saw Qin Hai flee, Wu Changsheng could not help but reveal a trace of surprise. He originally thought that he would be able to kill Qin Hai in one strike, but he did not expect Qin Hai's reaction to be so fast.

It doesn't matter anymore. I have the Ten Thousand Arts Holy Sword in my hands. Even though that Qin Hai has some skills, he will die without a doubt in front of me!

Before Wu Changsheng could reply, Elder Cang Song had already spoken first. This person was covered in blood and was barely breathing as he looked at Wu Changsheng. He opened his mouth with difficulty, "Wu … Elder Wu … Save me... "Save me …"

"What's the point of this? Why don't I free you myself? In my next life, I might even be able to reincarnate and ascend to the Immortal Dao again."

Elder Cang Song stared with wide eyes. "No … I can't … Elder Wu … "How can you treat me like this …"

"Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you. In front of me, that little thief Qin Hai will definitely die. Soon, you will see Qin Hai in the underworld!"

After he finished speaking, he saw Wu Changsheng lightly wave his hand and the holy sword slashed out!

Surrounded by sword light and devil flames, the pitiful Elder Cang Song was torn to pieces on the spot, eventually burnt into ashes.

"What a tyrannical sword move!"

The Ten Thousand Arts Holy Sword was actually able to unleash a hundred percent of its power in his hands!

Qin Hai frowned as he thought to himself, "Not good. I don't have any other treasures to protect myself now. It would be too dangerous to fight with Wu Changsheng here!"

"Next, we'll have to deal with Qin Hai's problem."

"Senior Wu, what can I do for you?"

Qin Hai was secretly on guard. His mind was racing as he racked his brains to think of a way to escape. In this place, he absolutely could not continue fighting with him. Otherwise, the person who would die would definitely be him. Chapter error, point this report (registered free)