Scourge the heavens

Seeing the palm prints on the rock, the old beggar showed the same eyes as Feng Qingyang.

Kang Long has regrets!

Wei Qiu can master it after only listening to it once!

The old beggar froze in place, looking at Wei Qiu and the palm prints on the rock with complicated eyes, feeling a little lost in his heart.

Vaguely, the old beggar thought of running under the sunset that summer, that was his lost youth.

However, things are more than that simple.

I saw Wei Qiu running the ladder Yunzong, his body jumped down, and his whole body stepped into the air.

"This is." The old beggar clicked his tongue and opened his mouth exaggeratedly.

Flying dragon in the sky!

Just as the old beggar thought, after Wei Qiu flipped beautifully in the air, he slammed down with his palm.

As the strong wind passed by, it fell down with the sound of the dragon's cry.

Bang!
Under the powerful internal force, the earth trembled slightly.

Wei Qiu, who fell vertically upside down, did not turn around, but used his palms to strike a ball of dragon-shaped energy in front of him.

See the dragon in the field!

With the help of strong rebounding force, Wei Qiu stood firmly on the ground.

Immediately after that, Wei Qiu hit all the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms one by one.

The sound of the dragon's cry was mixed with the palm force, causing the surrounding air to hum and burst from time to time.

The old beggar who was leaning on the mountain wall with his head up had gradually become numb. He stared blankly at Wei Qiu, who was well beaten, his old face twitched slightly.

Demon!
How can anyone know it after listening to it once?
This is Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?

It's not a stall!

Don't you need to practice it yourself?
"It seems that Wei Shaoxia is a martial arts genius that is rare in a hundred years. The old beggar admires him very much." The old beggar sighed, stood up and cupped his hands towards Wei Qiu, apparently planning to leave.

"Thank you very much." After getting the exercise, Wei Qiu sincerely bowed to the old beggar.

"With Wei Shaoxia's talent in martial arts, I am afraid that no one can match his martial arts in the future."

"I hope that the young hero can walk the world in an upright manner in the future, and don't do evil."

The old beggar gave Wei Qiu a complicated look, and then slowly left with his injured body.

Watching the old beggar leave, Wei Qiu didn't ask any more questions, but went to the forest to find the little boy and Wang Jiajun.

Now that the old beggar's reason for attacking him is no longer important.

In front of the fire in the forest, the little boy was eating barbecue, and Wang Jiajun smiled mischievously, passing the barbecue in his hand from time to time.

"Wei Shaoxia, what about the old beggar?" Wang Jiajun asked curiously when he saw Wei Qiu approaching.

"gone."

"Leaving so soon?" Wang Jiajun was obviously surprised by Wei Qiu's answer.

Wei Qiu didn't answer, but Wang Jiajun looked at Wei Qiu hesitantly, obviously struggling in his heart.

"Do you want the evil sword manual?" Wei Qiu looked at Wang Jiajun and asked with squinted eyes.

"Ah, this? Wei Shaoxia thinks, should I think about it, or should I not think about it?" After the initial beating by the little boy, Wang Jiajun, who was by Wei Qiu's side, became much more flexible.

"Don't worry, as long as you perform well, when I go to Shaolin, I will leave you a copy of the evil sword manual." Wei Qiu thought for a while and said to Wang Jiajun seriously.

"What?" Wang Jiajun's hand holding the barbecue suddenly trembled, and he immediately smiled into a sunflower: "I must behave well!"

"From now on, I will stamp whoever Wei Shaoxia asks me to stamp!"

While talking, Wang Jiajun took out the disc from his arms, and carefully wiped the blood on it with the corner of his clothes.

Apparently, the guy loves this great job of stamping.

The three repaired and headed towards Shaolin again.

After walking for several days, Wei Qiu and the others did not find anyone blocking the way.

It is rare to have a few days of silence.

Songshan School, Juyi Hall.

"League leader, Wei Qiu was besieged by hundreds of people on the way to Shaolin, and there were heroes from all sects and factions in the Jianghu."

"Who knows that Wei Qiu not only killed Sai Beiming Tuomu Gaofeng, but also defeated Zhang Jinsong, an old gangster of the Beggar Gang."

"Just one person and one sword killed all the heroes and fled in all directions. In the end, Wei Qiu kidnapped the old leader of the beggar gang and left in a big way."

"It is rumored that the little boy next to Wei Qiu has also learned the evil sword technique, and he is comparable to a first-class master at the age of six or seven. It is really evil!"

The messenger disciple of the Songshan School stood in front of the door and told Zuo Lengchan the news from Feige in one breath, with obvious shock in his tone.

"Evil Resisting Sword Art, is it really so powerful?" Zuo Lengchan hadn't opened his mouth yet, Ding Mian, who was sitting below and blind, asked suspiciously.

"Lin Yuantu claimed to be invincible all over the world back then, so it seems that he didn't make a name for himself." Zuo Lengchan stood up from the main seat, and walked to the audience while talking.

"The more difficult Wei Qiu is to deal with now, the more it shows the strength of the Evil Resisting Sword Manual." As Zuo Lengchan's junior, Ding Mian also has some unique insights.

"That's right, the Huashan faction has become a climate now, and we have to change our plan."

"Anyway, Wei Qiu is going to put the Evil Resisting Sword Manual in Shaolin Temple, we might as well wait and see."

"Once the sword manual falls into the hands of Shaolin, it will be easier for us to obtain the evil sword manual."

Zuo Lengchan's attitude towards the Huashan faction has obviously changed a lot, unknowingly, the Huashan faction has become the confidant of his left leader.

Inside the bedroom of the Li family in Kaifeng.

"Father, you have to decide for me!" A young man with blood on his face knelt on the ground, crying heartbroken.

"Is this also made by Ghost Sword Wei Qiu?" Patriarch Li blushed with anger when he saw the label on his son's face.

"It's not Wei Qiu, it's that Wang Jiajun who was by Wei Qiu's side, that Wang Jiajun is simply not human." The young man recounted the unbearable past to his father in great grief.

"Too much deceit! Do you really think that 'Golden Sword Invincible' is invincible?" After hearing this, Patriarch Li slammed the table.

"The evil sword technique is really that powerful?" At this time, Li Lie, the cousin of Patriarch Li, stood up and asked the young man.

"Hmm." The young man was puzzled by the question, and nodded numbly.

"Patriarch, I personally think that you must get the Evil Resisting Sword Manual." Li Lie was obviously a strategic figure in the Li family, and he attracted everyone's attention just as he opened his mouth.

"Cousin, just say what you want." Li Jiazhu waved to Li Lie.

"Has the Patriarch ever thought that since the Evil Resisting Sword Art is so powerful, if we get the Evil Resisting Sword Manual, let alone Kaifeng, even in the entire rivers and lakes, the Li family may become a famous existence."

"The Li family has been operating in Kaifeng for decades. If you want to go further, I'm afraid you have to take some risks."

Although Li Lie's voice was not loud, the intentions in his words were very obvious, and they were all aimed at the Evil Resisting Sword Manual.

"Patriarch, let's make a decision!" A direct descendant of the family responded.

"In this case, I will personally lead the team this time, and all our masters will go to Songshan together!" Li Jiazhu looked around the crowd, and said coldly: "Our Li family is bound to win the evil sword manual!"

At the same time, most families and sects are discussing the evil sword manual.

Except for a small number like the Songshan faction who chose to stay put, most of the other sects came out in full force.

This is how people are, the stronger Wei Qiu's strength is, the more fanatical these people will be in pursuing the evil sword manual.

Even if you have to bear the risk of being stamped.