Scourge the heavens

"Don't be careless, after all, the opposite is Ghost Sword Wei Qiu, and you can't defeat him alone!"

"Yes, let's all shoot together, let's take him down first."

Among the hundreds of people on the opposite side, someone saw Wei Qiu deal with a companion lightly, and immediately became cautious.

Looking at the face facing the enemy, Wei Qiu walked forward slowly with a smile, raised his head and looked around the audience: "Let's do it!"

"Ah~~~"

There was a pig-killing wail from behind, it seemed that Wang Jiajun had stamped another chapter on others, which caused the young man's extreme discomfort.

[Dian Cang sent Li Junsheng to try to ward off evil swordsmanship but failed, and was substantially insulted, the scourge point +3333! 】

"What a despicable method!" Someone said subconsciously when they saw Wang Jiajun's actions.

"Hehe, since you want to ward off evil swordsmanship, how can you do it without paying a price?" Wei Qiu couldn't help shaking his head when he saw that the person opposite seemed a little stage-frightened.

"Come on, let's all go together!"

"Yes! Isn't it just a ghost sword? Let's not be scared by his name!"

I don't know which rhythm master is making a fuss, but this random incitement has an immediate effect.

Hundreds of people gathered around eagerly, and all kinds of weapons smashed towards Wei Qiu.

Zheng!
There was a crisp sword cry, and in the blue-white sword light, Wei Qiu was like a walking ghost, swaying sword shadows in midair.

After the sound of "crackling", many people's weapons were smashed to pieces, and many of them were broken into two pieces.

These broken weapons are like tofu, the incisions are neat and flat, but the Cangsong sword in his hand is not damaged at all.

When Wei Qiu saw this scene, there was a gleam of light in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, after forging and smelting the Cangsong Sword, not only its toughness has been greatly enhanced, but its sharpness has also been enhanced so much.

Cutting iron like mud is the effect.

However, Wei Qiu's soft sword is more than that.

The sword energy emanating from the sword light pierced through the crowd recklessly without the resistance of weapons.

In just a few moves, dozens of people lost their mobility.

Although there are quite a few martial arts practitioners in front of them, their strength is still somewhat weak.

Most people's level is similar to that of ordinary Wuyue Sect disciples.

For the current Wei Qiu, there is no way to fight back at all.

Under the sword aura, Wei Qiu's soft sword was suddenly blocked by an iron hook for a moment.

A hunchbacked middle-aged man took Wei Qiu's move with difficulty, and immediately dodged back.

"Saibei Mingtuo, Mu Gaofeng?" Seeing that someone had actually blocked a casual blow, Wei Qiu glanced around a few times before asking suspiciously.

With a large bag like a pot lid on his back and an iron hook in his hand, this image is particularly conspicuous.

"Oh? To be known by Wei Shaoxia, it makes me feel a lot better." Mu Gaofeng hunched over, with a slightly surprised face on his face.

"It's pretty good, finally someone who can fight has come, let me see how powerful Saibei Mingtuo is!" Wei Qiu saw Mu Gaofeng admit his identity, and a smile appeared on his face.

Dugu Nine Swords, Finale!
Predict the enemy's opportunity and use offense as defense.

Wei Qiu suddenly swung his soft sword, creating shadows all over the sky, and under the rush of sword energy, a passage appeared in front of him.

On the other side of the passage, it points directly to the wooden peak.

Seeing Wei Qiu crazily approaching, Mu Gaofeng was so frightened that his soul was dying, he turned around and fled without thinking.

As far as Mu Gaofeng is concerned, he always pays attention to taking advantage and not taking disadvantages, so how could he confront Wei Qiu head-on?
But Wei Qiu finally met someone who can fight, and he is the type he hates so much, naturally it is impossible to let him go.

Wei Qiu used a set of smooth and flowing Dugu Nine Swords, and Mu Gaofeng was immediately knocked out of the iron hook in his hand.

As the sword qi slashed across, Mu Gaofeng's right wrist was also cut with a long cut, causing him to bleed from the pain.

"As expected of Wei Qiu, the ghost sword, I'm willing to bow down to the hunchback!" Mu Gaofeng left a few words before turning around and leaving.

"Can you run away?" Wei Qiu casually rolled up a broken knife with a soft sword, and shot towards Mu Gaofeng.

Wei Qiu, who is familiar with the original work, knows in his heart that the wooden hunchback can spew venom from his back, and Wei Qiu doesn't want to be blind like Lin Pingzhi.

The long knife pierced Mu Gaofeng's back, and a ball of dirty blood burst out instantly.

Since Wei Qiu was relatively far away, he was not affected.

But others around him weren't so lucky.

Many people were stained by the venom, and many people fell down immediately, howling on the ground.

Mu Gaofeng was hit on the hunchback by Wei Qiu with a knife, but he managed to escape with difficulty.

Wei Qiu also planned to take the opportunity to kill him, but a beggar with a gray beard stopped in front of Wei Qiu.

"Wei Shaoxia, you have to forgive others and forgive others. You are young, don't be too murderous!" The old beggar was full of energy, and it seemed that it was not simple.

"Hmph, you alone can't stop the person I, Wei Qiu, want to kill!" Wei Qiu snorted coldly, and the internal energy in his whole body surged.

The white rainbow runs through the sun!

The powerful internal force of the Taixuan Meridian flows into the right hand along the meridians of the whole body.

The mediocre Huashan swordsmanship, in the hands of Wei Qiu, forced a magnificent sword energy.

The sword qi made a 'woo woo' sound in the field, and flew a distance of several feet, leaving a deep wound on Mu Gaofeng's neck.

Mu Gaofeng, who had just run not far away, froze suddenly, turned around unwillingly, pointed at Wei Qiu, and didn't hold back a word for a long time.

Mu Gaofeng just fell down forever.

[Mu Gaofeng tried to ward off evil swords but failed, lost his life, and the damage point was +3333! 】

The reminder sounded, but Wei Qiu didn't have time to pay attention to it.

Because the old beggar suddenly used a set of palms at Wei Qiu, and there was a faint sound of a dragon's cry in his palm.

Wei Qiu, who had just thrown out a sword aura from a long distance, couldn't dodge it, so he could only condense a claw with his left hand hastily, and rushed forward.

There was a "bang" sound of periosteum, and Wei Qiu was hit so hard that he took several steps back before he managed to stabilize his figure.

With Wei Qiu's current skill, the opposite palm naturally didn't cause him any harm.

However, this is the first time Wei Qiu has been repelled since he met this group of people.

Although the old beggar was suspected of sneak attack, Wei Qiu couldn't help giving the old beggar a high look.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?" Wei Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and the light in his eyes froze.

Wei Qiu didn't realize that the old beggar was hiding his hands behind his back, his hands trembling slightly.

Unlike Wei Qiu who was repelled by his palm, the old beggar got three red marks on the back of his hand.

The claw marks were like burning fire, and the pain caused the old beggar's hands to tremble non-stop.

"Nine Yin White Bone Claws!" The old beggar looked at Wei Qiu with a changed expression, and his previous indifference was no longer there.

Compared with the confrontation between Wei Qiu and the old beggar, after seeing Wei Qiu's strength, many people around put their hearts on the little boy and Wang Jiajun not far from the little donkey.

"Stop Wei Qiu, I'll deal with that kid!" A skinny man whose wrist was cut by Wei Qiu roared and rushed towards the little boy.

The tall and thin man gave Wei Qiu a vicious look, and on the way towards the little boy, he showed a sinister smile.

Hey, you're as witty as I am!