Scourge the heavens

"I want your life!" Seeing Wei Qiu's repeated provocations, Yu Canghai shot directly in anger.

Flipping his hands, Yu Canghai revealed a scarlet face of an evil ghost. Following the change of the face, the long sword stabbed straight at him.

As the unique skill of Qingcheng School, Songfeng swordsmanship naturally has its unique features.

Its strength is like pine, and its speed is like wind.

Since Wei Qiu suffered a secret loss last time, he didn't dare to be careless when facing Yu Canghai.

Facing the menacing sword, Wei Qiu instantly circulated the Taixuan Jing, and the majestic internal force came out along the wrist.

The seemingly simple move of "Baiyun Chuxiu" is extremely powerful under the blessing of strong internal force.

The momentum of the confrontation between the two swords was so great that there was a buzzing sound, and the sound of metal friction made people tremble inexplicably.

"Guanzhu Yu is good at kung fu! No wonder he can easily destroy people all over his family." During the fight, Wei Qiu said jokingly.

In the first confrontation, Wei Qiu did not fall into a disadvantage, and immediately had a rough judgment on his own strength.

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense and die to me!" Yu Canghai snorted softly, his gaze became more and more fierce.

In an instant, the two fought against each other in the open space outside the teahouse.

Yu Canghai's Qingsong swordsmanship is extremely fast and at the same time has a strange force.

Wei Qiu's Huashan swordsmanship is sophistical and difficult to understand, just like the rocks of strange peaks and mountains, which seem to be winding and craggy, but they are majestic.

As a disciple of Qizong, Taixuan Jing has a great effect on Wei Qiu.

The interlacing of sword energy and strength dazzled passers-by.

"Let's go a little further, the fight between these two is too scary."

"Who says it's not? Look at the ground around the two of them. It's full of sword marks."

"Yu Guanzhu of the Qingcheng faction is one of the top ten masters of the righteous way. I didn't expect Wei Qiu to be able to fight him evenly!"

"It's more than just an equal share. In my opinion, Wei Qiu seems to be slightly better."

On the edge of the teahouse, a group of martial arts practitioners stood far away, eating melon seeds and commenting casually.

The fight between the two people in the field gradually heated up. In the constant confrontation, they no longer had the extra energy to speak.

Yu Canghai's sword was like a boat, Wei Qiu seemed to have some kind of touch in the process of dealing with it.

He had a vague feeling that Yu Canghai's Songfeng swordsmanship had gone the wrong way.

In a daze, Wei Qiu thought of the time when he practiced the Dugu Nine Swords on the top of the mountain.

In that desolate world, Wei Qiu saw the pines at that moment on the cliff.

That peerless and independent tenacity suddenly emanated from Wei Qiu's body.

Buzz!

There seemed to be a vague sword sound, as if something was being said in Wei Qiu's ear, and the whole world suddenly became quiet.

This is sword intent! ?
"So that's it, you used the wrong sword." Wei Qiu gently swung Yu Canghai away, looking at him regretfully and said.

At this moment, Wei Qiu felt that Yu Canghai was a bit pitiful.

Songfeng swordsmanship is indeed the Qingcheng School's unique skill, but Yu Canghai didn't comprehend the essence of it, but only learned the superficiality.

Without arrogance and peerless courage, it is impossible to truly understand.

"What? Don't play tricks there." Yu Canghai gave Wei Qiu a disdainful look, and didn't take Wei Qiu's words to heart.

With the initial comprehension of the sword intent, Wei Qiu's internal energy seemed to have found an outlet, surging towards the soft sword in his hand like a rushing river.

Cool breeze!

Wei Qiu threw out this move with all his strength, and the soft sword in his hand was like a silver dragon roaring, carrying a huge amount of internal energy and hitting Yu Canghai in front of him.

In a panic, Yu Canghai was caught off guard by Wei Qiu's sudden increase in the power of his sword energy.

The sound of 'tearing' exploded in the arena, and the clothes on the short Yu Canghai were blown to pieces by Wei Qiu.

In public, Yu Canghai was like a hedgehog without hair.

Pretty bald.

All of a sudden, let alone Yu Canghai, even Wei Qiu was stunned for a moment.

The naked Guanzhu Yu immediately blushed. After taking a few steps back, he grabbed a businessman who was onlookers, carried him on his shoulder, and fled.

Wei Qiu, who stayed where he was, glanced at the melon-eating crowd all around him who were holding back their laughter, and waved to the little boy behind him.

The two rode on horseback again to catch up.

[Yu Canghai hates Yue Buqun so much, Yue Buqun is implicated, and the damage point is +8166! 】

[Yu Canghai hates Yue Buqun so much, Yue Buqun is implicated, and the damage point is +8166! 】

[Yu Canghai hates Yue Buqun so much, Yue Buqun is implicated, and the damage point is +8166! 】

I don't know if it's because of making a fool of myself in public, or because of growing resentment towards Yue Buqun, Wei Qiu actually heard the prompt to strike three times.

Seeing that the harvest is getting bigger and bigger, Wei Qiu also grinned.

The autumn wind is bleak, with the sound of whistling wind.

Going straight along the road, after about ten kilometers, Wei Qiu came to a ruined temple.

Looking from a distance, there are faint crowds of people in the ruined temple. Judging by the fashion and fashion of their clothes, they seem to be disciples of the Qingcheng School.

Wei Qiu found a place to tie up the horse, and just walked along the bluestone road in front of the temple, when he heard Yu Canghai's voice coming from inside.

"Master, is this Wei Qiu really that powerful?" The person who spoke seemed to be Yu Renhao.

After a long time, Yu Canghai's voice came: "This Wei Qiu's martial arts is no less than Yue Buqun's. I'm afraid he has received Yue Buqun's true instruction."

"In the past, I always heard people talking about the extraordinaryness of Zixia's magical skill, but now I really feel the horror of this internal skill."

Yu Canghai thought that Wei Qiu was practicing Zixia's cheats, and the tone of his voice had cast a shadow on Wei Qiu.

"Master, don't be discouraged. As long as you get the Evil Resisting Sword Manual, a little Wei Qiu can be easily captured?" Yu Renhao's voice sounded again.

At this moment, Wei Qiu happened to walk outside the temple gate, and before entering the gate, he shouted loudly: "Guanzhu Yu, it seems that you still want to get the evil sword manual?"

The temple door opened, and Wei Qiu saw Yu Canghai with a haggard face.

Compared with the high-spirited Yu Canghai in Fuzhou, the man in front of him felt a lifeless sense of defeat.

Seeing Wei Qiu, Yu Canghai stood up tiredly: "Wei Qiu, go back and tell Yue Buqun."

"The Gentleman's Sword is well-deserved. He won, and he won thoroughly. I, Yu Canghai, conceded defeat and was convinced of the defeat."

"I don't want the Evil Resisting Sword Manual anymore, and I will give you all of Lin Zhennan and his wife. From now on, don't bother me anymore!"

Looking at Wei Qiu with a complex expression, Yu Canghai vented loudly towards Wei Qiu with a little jealousy in his eyes and all the grievances these days.

In the ruined temple, Lin Zhennan and his wife, who were originally bound together, immediately showed surprise on their faces when they heard Yu Canghai's words.

Especially when Yu Canghai asked the disciples of the Qingcheng School to bring the two of them in front of Wei Qiu, the two immediately cast grateful glances at Wei Qiu.

"Wait!" Seeing that Yu Canghai was actually discouraged, Wei Qiu immediately reached out to stop him.

"What else do you want?" Yu Canghai looked at Wei Qiu weakly, like a dead fish.

"Yu Canghai, stop pretending, you won't be able to fool me."

"Your apprentice just said that as long as you get the evil sword manual, you can deal with me."

"I have seen through your conspiracy, don't try to play tricks again!"

He just received the notification from Sanlian, how could Wei Qiu let go of such a good character, so he immediately put on a straight face, pretending to expose the other party with righteous words.

"What do you mean?" Hearing Wei Qiu's strange words, Yu Canghai didn't react for a while.

"It's nothing interesting, since you still have the intention to plot the evil sword manual, then do it!" Wei Qiu didn't wait for Yu Canghai's objection, and stabbed the opponent's chest with a sharp sword.

Because it was just for show, Wei Qiu's sword seemed dangerous, but in fact he secretly kept his hand.

After dodging in a thrilling manner, Yu Canghai blushed in shock and anger.

It never occurred to him that he had already conceded defeat, and this Wei Qiu would continue to mess around, and even wanted to kill him with a sword.

After calming down for a long time, Yu Canghai raised his hand tremblingly: "You are deceiving people too much!"