Chapter 50 Sharp 4

"He... Did he kill those disciples? A sudden voice sounded.

"And... So easy." Another sound sounded.

"If this is waste, what am I?" A man's voice howled.

"Who said that Qianqiu was a waste?" A voice asked.

"I don't know, it seems that there is no bone." Another voice replied.

"It seems that this bone can't really determine a person." A slightly old voice said.

"Well, that's right. It seems that I also have the potential to become a peerless master." A voice said with joy and joy.

“......”

"This son is extraordinary." Tian Xuanzi looked at Qianqiu, who stood there and was not afraid at all in front of more than 20 people, and said in a low voice.

"But this is extremely strange." Changkong said.

"Oh? Why did Brother Changkong say so? Tian Xuanzi looked at the younger brother who had been talking little just now and asked.

"Have you found his spiritual skill just now? Except for the 'no return', the first one is very familiar. Changkongzi said, who are these people? Although it was far away, they still heard the words when Qianqiu used 'spiritual skills'. Except for no reply, that move has no name. Of course, because it has just been used.

"Brother said... Qianqiu's move is related to the mysterious picture of Xiaoyinfeng that day? Yin Yuerou's eyes lit up and said.

When he said this, everyone suddenly became clear. Because what they saw that day was a gossip map, and the two fish of yin and yang were in it. Therefore, when I saw Qianqiu's only pattern of yin and yang fish, I naturally felt a little familiar and could not be connected with the gossip map. All this is because they don't understand the connection between yin and yang gossip.

"Yes, maybe there is something to do with it." Changkong said thoughtfully.

"Is this rubbish... Qianqiu has something to do with the magic monument? Zhong Ye said, and changed his name halfway. If he wanted to say that again, he was also scolding himself.

"No, I mean it has something to do with the mysterious picture of the seal magic monument." Changkong said.

Hearing this, Tian Xuanzi nodded and then said, "This matter is of great importance. It is necessary to ask Qianqiu in person later."

Everyone nodded, but Zhong Ye said, "The fight is not over yet." The meaning is already obvious.

"Why don't we stop fighting to the death?" Changkong said.

"No, let them solve it by themselves." It was not others who said this, but Lu Ji.

Everyone looked at the landing plane in surprise, "Kid, after this, you can achieve your own edge." Lu Ji said in his heart.

'Boom'

The Qingfeng sword slowly withdrew from behind, and the disciple with the stick fell down.

'Ah...'

In front of him, an acquaintance was pierced through the throat with a sword. The visual impact is indescribable, but Wu Hen is better. But some of the disciples behind him who were originally afraid had begun to call out, causing contempt from the people around him. And those people around them also retreated, and it's always bad to be injured by mistake.

Qianqiu killed the disciple with the stick and did not stay much. Raising the Qingfeng sword and stabbing Wu Hen, Wu Hen took the ready-prepared flywheel and threw it at Qianqiu.

'Sky Wheel Break'

Wu Hen shouted, and immediately the flywheel rotated towards Qianqiu with a streamer.

'No return'

Qianqiu's mouth thought lightly, and the sword spirit once again filled the whole Qingfeng sword body.

'bang'

The spiritual skill Tianlun, which has a domineering name, broke the unre returnless sword. After a look at it, the Qingfeng sword only stopped a little and shook the flywheel out.

And the sword without return continued to stab Wu Hen at a very fast speed. On the jade platform, Zhong Ye's hand grasped the armrest of the chair tightly. The Huafu disciple behind him, who had always been low-key, had a fierce light in his eyes, and his right index finger slowly pointed to Qianqiu.

Suddenly, he watched Qianqiu's sword stab him. Wu Hen, who lost his magic weapon, grabbed a disciple next to him and pushed it towards Qianqiu, while Wu Hen ran in the direction of the flywheel landing.

'Puff'

Qing Fengjian mercilessly pierced the chest of the disciple who was pushed over by Wu Hen. The disciple looked at Qianqiu and spit out a mouthful of blood. He seemed to want to turn his head to look at Wu Hen, but obviously he couldn't do it. His head was tilted and he couldn't close his eyes.

'ci...'

The Qingfeng sword was pulled out, and the disciple also fell to the ground.

Qianqiu has no regrets, and he has no regrets.

At this time, there was a shouting around, and it was naturally Wu Hen. His throwing behavior was seen by everyone, and even the elders frowned. If this is not a fight to the death, this kind of behavior will definitely be tolerated by everyone.

"Despicable and shameless."

"You also say that others are rubbish, and you are the real rubbish."

"Don't call Wu Hen, just call shameless."

Everyone scolded. After all, no one likes this kind of betrayal.

.......

"Waste." Zhong Ye scolded, but there was a trace of relaxation in his eyes.

The gorgeous teenager behind Zhong Ye slowly put away his index finger and continued to smile.

Qianqiu turned his head to the high platform, just now. He felt a deadly threat, which was like a boat in the sea, unable to resist anything.

Master, who will kill him? Qianqiu's eyes swept across everyone on the stage.

'hu'

Suddenly, a gust of wind came. Qianqiu suddenly woke up, and now is not the time to think about these.

It was a gust of knife wind, and Qianqiu quickly raised his sword to block it.

'bang'

The attacker was obviously weak and was kicked out by Qianqiu.

No longer stopping, Qianqiu continued to rush towards those people.

"He's coming, he's coming. Quick....."

Before he finished his words, he was stabbed in the neck by Qianqiu's sword.

Qianqiu knows that this is the best time for him. Once these people are organized to send spiritual skills to themselves, it is absolutely not easy for them. If there are more ants, they can bite the elephant to death, not to mention people who are not much different.

Stepping on the seven-star step, the green sword in his hand kept flipping and stabbing out. There is no return to the sword.

'Puff...'

Some people kept falling down, and the red blood bloomed on the ground covered with white jade. With the sunshine, it became more and more gorgeous.

"If the next generation wants to live a long life, don't casually scold them as waste."

'Puff...'

"If you can't beat the waste in your mouth, what's the point of living?"

'Puff...'

"Since you have done something wrong, you have to bear the consequences."

'Puff...'

After the initial resistance, Qianqiu's massacre of them was ushered in. The new disciple who can fight with Qianqiu has been killed, and Wu Hen has not appeared since he picked up the flywheel. The only thing that greets these people is death.

"Please don't kill me, please, I don't want to die, I don't want to die."

A beautiful female disciple was hit to the ground. When she got up, Qianqiu had already killed her in front of her. She hurriedly knelt in front of Qianqiu and cried.

"Hmm?" Qianqiu stopped and looked at the beautiful female disciple.

"I beg you, don't kill me. I'm wrong. It's all Wu Hen. He asked us to deal with you together." The woman cried with pear blossoms and rain, and the new male disciples beside her couldn't wait to rush up to hug and comfort them, but when they saw Qianqiu's bloody sword, they stopped their impulse.

"As long as you don't kill me, you can do whatever you want." The female disciple said.

Qianqiu, who was originally expressionless, heard this and a trace of murderousness flashed in his eyes, and the Qingfeng sword in his hand mercilessly scratched the snow-white neck of the female disciple.

"As a woman, trading her body in exchange for survival and vanity is no longer worth living."

Qianqiu's voice fell, and the woman's body slowly fell down. The blood on his neck flowed out, and his eyes looked at the blue sky, as if he was complaining about the beauty of the world.

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