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

"The White-headed Buddha is dead?"

The onlookers still couldn't believe what they saw.

But the two halves of the corpse on the ground were still bleeding, proving that what they saw was correct.

But they still don't believe that the White-headed Buddha was killed by Fu Qiu.

Because no one saw Fu Qiu draw his sword.

The White-headed Buddha is recognized by the empire as one of the three masters, a master of the half-human fairy realm.

It seems that no one has ever heard of someone who can beat him.

Of course, no one who could kill him has ever appeared.

Some people even wondered if there was a certain big shot in the dark.
"Old White"

Huo Taoist and Confucianism let out a low growl, and flew over to check at top speed.

People with their level of cultivation can sew the two halves of the body together in a short period of time, immobilize the soul, and then healed by a divine doctor, they should not die.

But the wound on the body of the White-headed Buddha has a series of demonic energy devouring the passing aura.

If you want to cure the White-headed Buddha, you must first get rid of the evil energy.

It is obviously impossible now.

Although Fu Qiu looked at the ground, an invisible force of thought had already locked on to the two of them.

"Fu Qiu, you really are hiding deep enough!"

Taoist Huo looked at the magic knife with fear and greed in his eyes.

He thought that the white-headed Buddha was too careless, and Fu Chou took this opportunity to sneak attack him.

Of course, the main reason is that Fu Chou hid his cultivation realm.

After Taoist Huo finished speaking, a sun-like flame was ignited all over his body.

Take precautions before fighting to avoid repeating the mistakes of the White-headed Buddha.

The Confucian style folding fan opened with a swish.

At the same time, one folding fan curtain wall after another rotates around.

"Blood debt, Fu Qiu, today either you die or we die!"

Taoist Huo wanted to burst into tears, and after speaking, he spat out a one-inch short sword from his mouth.

In an instant, the dagger turned into a three-foot-three-inch fire sword burning with fire.

This is his talisman, and he plans to do his best.

Fu Qiu's lore let them know that the other party had seen through their plot.

There is no room for maneuver between the two parties, either you die or I die!
The magic weapon of Confucianism is still the folding fan.

While defending, he kept a close eye on Ye Wushuang and Lao Xian.

Since Fu Qiu can be trained to be so powerful by Ren Xiaoyao, Ye Wushuang must be able to too.

If the old fairy hadn't participated in the battle, this battle might have been even worse.

"Old Immortal, this is a grievance between us and them, I hope you don't intervene, and I ask you to open it as you please."

"In addition, I also want to tell you that the masters of Fu Qiu and Ye Wushuang should have left them a lot of magic weapons, materials and cultivation resources."

"If the three of us join forces to kill them, those treasures will belong to us."

"Old Immortal, it's not too late, you have to make a decision immediately, otherwise you won't have a chance!"

After listening to Confucianism's persuasion, the old fairy fell into deep thought.

Fu Qiu and Ye Wushuang's current cultivation realm should be at the peak of level 29. With the addition of magic weapons, their combat power should be infinitely close to level [-].

With the two working together, he can't be the leader.

Even being bullied by them.

Thinking of Ye Wushuang's performance before.

He feels cheated.

Tolerable or unbearable!
"Old Confucian, I promise you to work together to eradicate them! It's really unreasonable, how dare they lie to me!"

The old fairy said in an angry sound transmission.

In fact, what he cares more about is what kind of magic weapon Ren Xiaoyao left behind!
"That's great, thank you, old fairy, for your understanding of righteousness. I'll wait for you to sneak up on Ye Wushuang from behind and try to kill him with one blow!"

"Fu Chou, who Lao Huo and I dealt with with all our strength."

Taoist Huo and Confucianism hurriedly responded.

"I want half of their treasure!" The old fairy took advantage of the fire to rob.

"No problem!" Taoist Huo gritted his teeth and said.

After finishing speaking, he sacrificed his magic weapon to kill Fu Qiu.

"Nine fire kills!"

Raging Fire Sword skyrocketed and fell down in an instant.

At the same time, all the bones of Confucianism's folding fan shot out, turning into blades as thin as cicada's wings, cutting towards Fu Qiu.

The old fairy came to Ye Wushuang's side, pretending to be concerned about the battle situation, and waited for an opportunity to attack him.

Fu Qiu didn't look at the Raging Fire Sword or the fan bone, but focused on the ground.

In fact, no noise around him could escape his divine thoughts.

He's just used to this way of fighting.

In his eyes, the Raging Fire Sword was no threat.

Not even paying enough attention to it.

It can also be said to be equivalent to a burning match falling from the sky.

How could such an offensive kill him?
Maybe not even a single hair was burned.

In the eyes of Daoist Huo, his Fiery Sword is the whole world.

Boundary restrictions are like a frog in a well.

The self-conceited big move is just self-conceited, but it is not a fatal blow for others.

The flames had already engulfed Fu Chou, but he still couldn't see any movement.

Taoist Huo thought it was "stable"!
Confucianism also showed a triumphant smile.

His fan bone rotates around the flames, ready to make up the knife at any time.

The old fairy couldn't help becoming nervous.

Not nervous about Fu Chou, but nervous about attacking Ye Wushuang.

The snake-like ginseng beard quietly crawled to the heart behind Ye Wushuang.

The tentacles can penetrate the heart with just one movement.

next second.

"cut!"

The Qianzhang Fiery Sword cut down mercilessly.

At the same time, a black light burst out from the flames.

The black light instantly suppressed the flames, revealing Fu Chou's extremely calm figure.

At this moment, it seems that the world stands still.

The flame knife stayed three inches above Fu Qiu's head.

But Fu Qiu had just drawn out the scimitar.

No!Not static.

It's just that the speed of the flame knife cutting down is extremely slow, like slow motion.

Fu Qiu drew his sword at a normal speed.

Swish!
Black light flashed.

Hit on the flame knife.

The flame was extinguished, and the blade was shattered inch by inch.

And spread to the handle at an extremely fast speed.

Daoist Huo was shocked, his hands kept changing, and he shot out a series of spells.

Form one defense barrier after another in front of the body.

Intended to stop black light attacks.

But in Fu Qiu's eyes, these movements of Taoist Huo were extremely slow.

When his saber light had already appeared in front of Taoist Huo, these actions were barely finished.

puff!
The sword light with devilish energy passed through Taoist Huo's body.

One knife, two halves!

Never need to make a second cut.

"Confucian style!"

Without waiting for others to be shocked, Fu Qiu looked at Ru Feng with cold and heartless eyes.

Confucianism shivered.

Seeing that Fu Qiu's eyes had no pupils, they were completely pitch black.

It seems to be two black holes that never bottom out.

In an instant!
The world before Confucianism has changed.

He was alone in the dark starry sky.

Negative emotions such as loneliness, emptiness, loneliness, fear, etc. are all over the body.

It made him suddenly feel so pitiful and helpless!
"No! It's not true"

Confucianism frantically searched for the direction in the starry sky.

But this dark world sealed his aura and consciousness, and he couldn't use spells to distinguish the direction and the truth of this world.

suddenly!

Light in the dark.

From far and near, come in a flash!

The first feeling of Confucianism is the light of the sword!
The light of the magic knife!
Darkness is white, light is black!
"No!"

A cry of fear came from the soul!
pity!Before the cry came out, the light of the knife split the body, and the consciousness dissipated!
Fu Qiu retracted his knife and turned around, dragging his right leg and walking back.

The four and a half bodies behind him seem to have nothing to do with him!
"The old fairy sees the two leaders!"

The old fairy Changbai was so frightened that he knelt down beside Ye Wushuang with a plop, his whole face pressed to the ground.