I can't hold on anymore, I was exposed by the Heavenly Dao Gold List

"kill him!"

Seventh Master roared.

A dozen people waved their weapons and rushed towards Ren Xiaoyao.

Seeing this scene, Fu Chou's hand holding the knife tightened, and the firm look in his eyes was unquestionable.

Jumping off the courtyard wall is about to step forward to help Ren Xiaoyao.

Suddenly, Ren Xiaoyao shook his index finger at him.

Then beckoned to take his scimitar.

Gently swung a knife at the person rushing
Fu Qiu suddenly discovered that the world in his eyes had become extremely slow in an instant.

Do not!
To be precise, only the knife is moving, and all the people are still!
This knife seemed to cut off the world and seal the space.

In this space, that knife is the only master of the sky and the earth!
All creatures who dare to offend the master have only one end.

That is death!
Fu Qiu has wielded a sword for 16 years, and thought he understood the essence of the sword, but at this moment, he suddenly had a different understanding.

Speed ​​is not the only realm of the knife.

There are still unknown realms beyond speed.

Beyond the self, cutting off the world and space is a higher level!
"puff!"

The machete passed through a man's neck without a trace.

The man was still alive and well, but all his strength had been taken away by the scimitar.

The second person was cut out of his soul by the machete, and his body still didn't know it.

The third person was sealed with aura and was like dead wood.

The fourth person was beaten back by the scimitar, and his aura exploded in his body, shattering all his veins!

fifth person.
sixth person.
Everyone dies differently.

There are many changes in one knife, which is incredible!
Fu Chou was specious, as if he had grasped some profound truth, but he seemed to have grasped nothing.

At this time, Ren Xiaoyao's voice sounded from his head.

"Concentration does not mean uniqueness, and specificity does not mean no change."

"As the saying goes, one life is two, two is three, and three is all things. One is the foundation, two and three change, and this is the truth that everything is inseparable!"

Fu Qiu's eyes lit up!
"I understand!"

"Ninety-nine return to one, change to nine again and again, go round and round, boundless"

boom!
A wave of spiritual energy broke through Fu Qiu's current barrier and successfully broke through to level seven.

But that's just the beginning!
The ancients could become saints once they had an epiphany, but Fu Chou did not achieve that kind of accumulation, even if he could not become a saint, it would not be a problem to break through the first threshold of the martial arts realm!
grade ten!

The first threshold for Beidou Empire warriors - the human level realm!
This means breaking away from the mundane and surpassing the self!
Fu Qiu finally knew why Ren Xiaoyao had been following him.

From birth to now, except for the kindness of his adoptive mother, he has never owed anyone.

But Ren Xiaoyao did not owe this love and owed it.

I can't even think about it.

Kneel silently and kowtow three times to Ren Xiaoyao!
Ren Xiaoyao nodded slightly and received three respects from Fu Qiu.

at the same time.

Qi Ye also noticed the abnormal situation of the dozen or so people.

Walk over slowly and touch someone lightly.

"Han Sovereign"

Before he finished speaking, Sovereign Han fell headfirst.

No breath at all.

Qi Ye checked his whole body and found no symptoms or wounds.

With a shudder in his heart, he came to another person.

As soon as the pulse is taken, the meridians are cut off!

Looking at another person, his eyes are empty, and the soul is not there!
The corner of his mouth twitched, and the cold sweat on his back instantly drenched his shirt.

Look at another person.
The speed of viewing is getting faster and faster.

In the end, I didn't even bother to check the injuries.

"All dead!"

"Destroy all with one knife!"

Qi Ye and Hua You Que felt chilly in their hearts.

Among these fighters, there are also eighth-level and seventh-level warriors.

Even if a tenth-level martial artist takes action himself, it is impossible to solve the problem without three moves and two moves.

However, Ren Xiaoyao just waved his knife
The key is that there are more than a dozen effects of killing people with this knife.

It was as if more than a dozen people used the knife technique at the same time.

This person is unfathomable, most likely not a tenth-level warrior!
But it doesn't rule out the effect of the magic knife!
Ren Xiaoyao threw the scimitar away.

"Fu Qiu, you should be able to handle the next thing yourself!"

Fu Qiu took the magic knife with both hands, and walked towards Master Qi step by step without talking nonsense!Qiye and the others were all focused on Ren Xiaoyao, how could they know that Fu Chou's level had broken through level nine and reached level ten!

"Hmph! Do you think you can defeat me with a backing?"

Qi Ye is afraid of Ren Xiaoyao, but it does not mean he is afraid of Fu Chou.

Fu Qiu, who was hunted down by him just now, fled desperately.

The flame knife flicked!
Greedy eyes flashed.

If you snatch this knife, can you kill Ren Xiaoyao?

Thinking of this, the desire can no longer be suppressed.

The figure flashed, like a meteor piercing the sky!
This move is extremely serious, and he is determined to win the magic knife!

Fu Qiu kept walking.

The meteor flame in the eyes is not so fast.

It even feels a little slow!

After all, the tenth-level realm is the second level of cultivation, so it naturally has an overwhelming advantage when looking at the ninth-level warriors.

But Qiye was extremely excited at this time.

Fu Qiu not only did not run away, but walked towards him.

This is tantamount to a sheep entering the wolf's mouth!

Swish!
Fu Qiu was right in front of him.

The Flaming Knife showed no mercy, and pulled it out with one blow!

Pfft!

The two passed by each other!

It was as if Fu Qiu drew his sword and then withdrew it.

But it felt like Fu Chou didn't make a move.

Only Qiye's knife was raised from below.

The onlookers didn't see clearly whether Fu Chou was chopped.

In the silent hall, the two remained motionless.

People's eyes rest on them.

Of course, except for Ren Xiaoyao, everyone else, including Ye Wushuang, thought that Fu Chou must die.

However, what happened next surprised them all!

Qiye moved slightly.

A red line emerged obliquely from his upper body.

Immediately afterwards, half of the slanted body slid down from the abdomen, and fell to the ground together with the flame knife.

There was a dead silence in the audience.

Many people still can't believe what they see.

Qi Ye is a peak martial artist at level nine, and he is half a step away from breaking through to level ten.

Fu Qiu, who had killed him just a moment ago, ran away, why is half of his body cut off now?

This change is too fast, so fast that people can't believe it.

Da da da.
Fu Qiu raised his knife and walked towards Hua Youque.

Hua Youque's face paled instantly: "You don't want to come here."

She is really scared!

Ren Xiaoyao's strength has already made her tremble with fear.

Fu Qiu's strangeness made her see the god of death coming.

"Who will help me? I will agree to any conditions"

Hua Youque retreated and asked the people around him for help.

But no one answered.

After walking a few steps, he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

He begged Fu Chou for mercy with a pitiful appearance.

"Don't kill me, I promise you to report to Mrs. Han"

Fu Qiu stopped in his tracks: "Okay!"

After speaking, he turned his head to leave.

But right now!
Hua Youque, who was originally so pitiful and weak, had a murderous look in his eyes.

She bared her teeth.

A dozen steel needles with blue light suddenly appeared between the teeth.

The world only knows Hua Youque's beauty but doesn't know her viciousness.

She is the disciple of Poisonous Granny in Baihua Palace.

Poison skills are hard to guard against, and a ninth-level warrior like Qi Ye doesn't know how he died in Ruanrou Township.

It was only four or five meters away from Fu Chou, and when he was most relaxed, the success rate was as high as [-]%.

Swish!
Thirteen poisonous needles came in a flash!

Fu Qiu swung his saber out without looking back.

Jingle Jingle!

The thirteen poisonous needles all hit Hua Youque's face and eyes.
"what!"

A scream!
Two lines of black blood flowed from Hua Youque's eyes in an instant!

Streams of blue gas rose from her corroded face.