Scourge the heavens

Surrounded by layers of layers, Wei Qiu stood quietly in the center holding a soft sword.

"Master, should we go over and help?" Ying Bailuo who was standing behind Yue Buqun asked Wei Qiu in a low voice when he saw Wei Qiu was trapped.

"Be safe and don't be impatient." Yue Buqun stretched out the folding fan in his hand, blocking Ying Bailuo's way.

Ning Zhongze, who was on the side, also had worries in his eyes, but after seeing Yue Buqun's actions, he did not act without authorization.

Compared to the other members of the Huashan faction, Yue Buqun watched Wei Qiu closely.

Lao Yue was not in a hurry to act, but wanted to take this opportunity to take a good look at the power of the evil sword technique.

"It seems that the Songshan faction has made a real move, and Wei Qiu is probably doomed to escape now."

"Who says it's not? I'm afraid this evil sword manual will fall into the hands of the Songshan School. It depends on whether Mr. Yue over there can sit still."

"It's a shame he's still so young."

The rest of the martial arts people looked at Wei Qiu who was under heavy siege, and chatted in private with each other in low voices, all of them were not very optimistic about Wei Qiu in their words.

In the eyes of most people, Wei Qiu is dead.

Only Yu Canghai from the Qingcheng faction not only did not sneer, but took the opportunity to quietly retreat outside with his disciples.

"Wei Qiu, hand over the evil sword manual, and I can spare you!" Ding Mian saw that Wei Qiu had closed his eyes on the spot, thinking that Wei Qiu had given up struggling, and hurriedly asked for the secret book.

Buzz!

An air of desolation and aloofness emanated from Wei Qiu's body.

A thick aura wrapped around Wei Qiu, forming a mist all over his body.

In a trance, there seemed to be a towering mountain peak looming on the soft sword in Wei Qiu's hand.

Cangsong sword intent, dominated by a mountain.

Suddenly, Wei Qiu opened his evil eyes, as lonely as the sun, the moon and the stars, making people have an urge to worship.

"No matter how humble and insignificant I was in that world."

"The me now, as long as I hold the sword in my hand, I am destined to never bow to anyone!"

"This is my pride and my way."

Wei Qiu didn't pay attention to the disciples of the Songshan School around him, he seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to have realized something.

He didn't notice that when he finished speaking, the floating sword-shaped phantom at his dantian trembled slightly.

The fierce aura in the eyes burst out, condensed on Wei Qiu's left hand side, and gradually converged into a dark mountain peak.

The Taixuan Sutra in the dantian was running crazily, and the powerful true energy was as real as it was.

On Wei Qiu's right hand, a sword mountain hovering with sword energy is drawn.

The black shadow of evil spirit and the peak of sword spirit stand on the left and right, supplemented by the two mountains.

"Boy, what are you talking nonsense over there?" Seeing Wei Qiu's babbling, Lu Bai walked up to him with a slight frown.

"I couldn't control it before, so it turned out that I didn't comprehend the sword intent."

"If you have three mountains in your heart, you can control the five mountains."

"If I go down with this sword, you may lose your bones."

Three mountains and five mountains!

Wei Qiu seemed to be motionless in place, but the soft sword had stretched to its limit.

The world seemed to be quiet in an instant, and three towering mountains seemed to fall invisibly.

Lu Bai, who was approaching, was covered under a hood, and his whole body was like explosives, and he was torn apart on the spot.

The surrounding Songshan disciples were covered in scars under the raging sword energy.

Compared with the scars on their bodies, the faces of these people were extremely frightened, as if they were in hell.

"What kind of mountain is this? Where did the sword energy come from?"

In front of Wei Qiu, Ding Mian, whose eyes were stabbed blind, knelt on the ground, screaming as if he had lost his mind, as if he was insane.

It is different from the first time it was cast in Siguoya.

Although Wei Qiu had consumed a lot this time, he still had a little internal energy to maintain, and he didn't make a fool of himself in public.

Maybe it's because of the sword intent.

Or maybe after reaching the third level, Wei Qiu's internal strength has been greatly improved.

In short, Wei Qiu has been able to reluctantly use the trick of 'three mountains and five mountains'.

The people from the rivers and lakes on the viewing platform looked at the disciples of the Songshan School lying on the ground next to Wei Qiu, and they didn't dare to show their anger.

The broken limbs and arms were mixed with blood, dyeing the weeds on the ground red, and the screams and wails of horror sounded one after another.

Looking around, Wei Qiu, who is spotless, looks like an evil ghost calling back his soul.

With a gloomy look, he smiled extraordinarily ferociously.

"He won't kill red eyes anymore, he wants to drive us all to death?"

A terrified voice sounded, and suddenly someone ran out of the house in fright.

"He's not human, he can demonize, he's a ghost!"

Wei Qiu's move seemed to have too much of an impact on these Jianghu people, and each of them rushed outside like frightened mice.

"Hehehehe~~!" Seeing the appearance of the crowd, Wei Qiu stood in the bloody ground and covered his forehead with his hands, laughing a little maniacally.

"My name is Wei Qiu, and I hate the title Killer Sword!"

"The Evil Resisting Sword Manual is in my hands, come and get it if you have the ability!"

Although many cowardly escaped, those who stayed were all masters of various sects.

Thinking of the plan in his heart, Wei Qiu took out a pair of cotton silk from his bosom and spread it out.

The cotton silk not only recorded densely packed characters, but also supporting humanoid images, and several eye-catching big characters caught everyone's eyes.

Evil Swordsmanship.

After a burst of wild laughter, Wei Qiu put away the cotton silk, glanced at everyone meaningfully, and then stepped on the wall and jumped up.

After stomping on his toes casually a few times, Wei Qiu disappeared in front of everyone.

All the way back to Yuelai Inn, Wei Qiu went through the window and returned to Room No. [-] in Tianzi.

As soon as he entered the room, Wei Qiu staggered and almost lost his footing.

Relying on what little internal strength he had left, Wei Qiu barely escaped back, but fortunately no one noticed anything strange about him.

"Ho Ho!" Seeing Wei Qiu's appearance, the little boy anxiously yelled at Wei Qiu.

"I'm fine, wait for me to adjust my breath, we'll go out of the city overnight!" Wei Qiu comforted a few words, then sat on the bed cross-legged and meditated.

Wei Qiu could only guess at the little boy's roar.

As for whether it is right or not, the final interpretation rests with Wei Qiu.

Fortunately, whether it is right or wrong, the little boy never cares, it probably means that it is the case.

After half an hour, Wei Qiu breathed a sigh of relief. Under the powerful recovery ability of Taixuan Jing, Wei Qiu barely had the power to protect himself.

One big and one small, the two of them carried the package on their backs, left a piece of silver for the shopkeeper, and then galloped away on horseback.

Wei Qiu didn't know that shortly after he left, the world exploded.

The evil sword manual reappears in the rivers and lakes!

At the Golden Basin Handwashing Conference, Wei Qiu, who learned how to ward off evil swordsmanship, went on a killing spree!
Lu Bai of the Songshan School died tragically, Ding Mian was stabbed blind, Fei Bin was seriously injured, and the Songshan School lost three masters in one day!
After this incident, many people in the Jianghu were shocked by the power of the evil sword technique.

The instigator, Wei Qiu, also changed his title from Killer Sword to Ghost Sword.

Ghost Sword Wei Qiu also attracted the attention of people all over the world.

"Wei Qiu, hand over the evil sword manual!" Wei Qiu took the little boy, and just walked out of Hengyang City, when he met a man in black blocking the way.

Reining in the reins, Wei Qiu looked at the masked men in front of him indifferently.

With his powerful cultivation base, he can clearly perceive that there are dozens of warriors lurking in the surrounding dense forest.