Scourge the heavens

"What do you want to do?" The old beggar saw that he couldn't hold it anymore, so he could only slowly open his eyes.

"This is what I want to ask you. As the leader of the Beggar Clan, you are also greedy for evil swordsmanship?" Wei Qiu sat beside the old beggar and asked with great interest.

The old beggar looked at Wei Qiu stubbornly, but didn't say a word.

"Old beggar, you have to figure out one thing."

"If you do something to me, then I can naturally understand that your behavior is the meaning of your beggar gang."

"Since the Beggar Gang wants to attack me, I naturally can't sit still."

"As a victim, it's reasonable for me to deal with your beggar gang instead?"

Seeing the old beggar's ignorance, Wei Qiu just smiled, and slowly explained the truth in front of him.

"Take action against our beggar gang?" Hearing Wei Qiu's words, the old beggar squinted with disdain, obviously not taking Wei Qiu's words to heart.

"Don't you believe it?" The old beggar's appearance made Wei Qiu narrow his eyes.

"My Beggar Clan's disciples are all over the world, not to mention your little Ghost Sword Wei Qiu, even your Five Sacred Sword Sect's attack together may not be able to shake the centuries-old foundation of our Beggar Clan!"

As the former leader of the beggar gang, the old beggar obviously has his own arrogance.

These words are obviously not to scare Wei Qiu, there are too many beggars in the world, and the old beggars will eat Wei Qiu, and they don't think he is a threat to the beggar gang.

"Hmph, do you really think I can't do anything about your gang of beggars?" Wei Qiu didn't care what the old beggar said, but turned his head slyly.

The old beggar looked at the malicious smile on Wei Qiu's face, and suddenly his heart tightened for no reason.

However, as the leader of the beggar gang, the old beggar still retains his last stubbornness: "Little boy, do you really think that Zhang Jinsong is scared of me?"

"Zhang Jinsong? Isn't the leader of the beggar gang Xie Feng?" Hearing what the old beggar said, Wei Qiu showed a trace of doubt.

"Xie Feng? It's all my fault that I was blind and chose that bastard as the leader of the beggar gang. What is the status of the beggar gang now!" It seemed that Xie Feng hated iron and steel, and the old beggar seemed extremely angry.

From what the old beggar said, it seems that the beggar gang also has some unknown stories.

However, Wei Qiu was obviously not interested in the family affairs of the beggar gang. After taking a look at the old beggar, Wei Qiu decided to make some serious news.

"Senior Zhang, if the beggar gang doesn't live up to its expectations, you don't want it to be destroyed, do you?" The old beggar didn't say a word, Wei Qiu then said: "Now everyone in the world knows that I have the evil sword manual."

"If I pass on the world, as long as I bring ten members of the beggar gang and the head of one beggar gang leader, I can get the handwritten copy of the evil sword manual."

"Guess how the whole world will react?"

"Compared to imprinting a mark of shame after being defeated by me, my conditions seem to be easier?"

As soon as these words were said, not to mention the old beggar at the side, even Wang Jiajun's eyes lit up, and a gleam of expectation suddenly appeared in his eyes.

As the eldest son of the Luoyang Golden Knife Wang family, Wang Jiajun naturally has ideas about the evil sword manual.

Only because of Wei Qiu's strength, he didn't dare to ask for it easily.

The current beggar gang is not strong. With the strength of the Wang family, it may be difficult to deal with the beggar gang.

If it was just killing ten disciples and a small leader of the beggar gang, it would be a breeze.

What Wang Jiajun can think of, the old beggar who has been staring at Wei Qiu can naturally think of it too.

And based on the old beggar's understanding of Wei Qiu, he really felt that Wei Qiu could do such a crazy thing, the more the old beggar thought about it, the more afraid he became.

"Okay, I admit it, you won!" The old beggar raised his old face and took a deep look at Wei Qiu: "Since you have talked about this, then simply tell me your conditions! "

Sure enough, the old beggar, as the former leader of the beggar gang, still couldn't let go of the beggar gang.

The most important thing is that in the old beggar's heart, Wei Qiu doesn't look like a good person.

"I have only one condition." Seeing that the goal has been achieved, Wei Qiu smiled and stretched out a finger: "I want the mental formula of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

"What? You're wishful thinking!" The old beggar suddenly changed his expression and stared at Wei Qiu.

"Do you know what truth or dare is?" Wei Qiu leaned against the old beggar's ear, his eyes became fierce: "If the mantra you said is true, then we will naturally be able to settle our grievances."

"If the formula you said is false? Then don't blame me for attacking the beggar gang!"

"Of course! You can also use fake formulas to fool me, but once I find out, it means the negotiation has broken down!"

Following Wei Qiu's words, the old beggar's face became more and more ugly. He glanced at Wei Qiu tremblingly, and said angrily: "You are such a devil!"

"You have made a move on me, so of course you have to pay a price. This principle, you are old, can you still use me to explain it?" Wei Qiu looked at the old beggar calmly, waiting for his answer.

"Wei Shaoxia, if Senior Zhang doesn't want to say something, you don't have to force it. My Luoyang Wang family is willing to go through fire and water for you, and I will do anything!"

"Give me three days at most, and we can get the head count together!"

Unexpectedly, before the old beggar could speak, Wang Jiajun who was on the side suddenly came to Wei Qiu.

Wang Jiajun didn't care about the murderous eyes of the old beggar, he really let go of his airs in order to ward off evil spirits, and knelt down on the ground and bowed to Wei Qiu.

Wang Jiajun's attitude was so pious that Wei Qiu couldn't bear to refuse, especially the hopeful gaze in his eyes, which was genuine and full of sincerity.

"Hmph! Boy, you can pass on the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms if you want me to, but you have to promise me one thing!" Seeing that if you don't promise, someone will start to take the lead, the old beggar finally lost his temper up.

"What's the matter?" Wei Qiu couldn't help but twist his mouth in amusing, trying not to laugh out loud.

This Wang Jiajun's move at a critical moment is quite similar, even the old beggar was taken aback.

"You have to swear that you must never pass on the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to others!" The old beggar looked at Wei Qiu and made a final struggle.

"Okay, I swear, if I learn Zhang Jinsong's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, I will never pass on this skill to anyone in this world, otherwise I will be struck by lightning and die a terrible death!"

Wei Qiu didn't pay attention to the old beggar's request, and quickly raised his palm to solemnly swear.

But when making the oath, Wei Qiu played a little tricky, he only said that he would not pass it on to people in this world.

If it was in another world, then no wonder he was there.

"Okay, let them go aside, I'll just tell you!" Seeing Wei Qiu's serious expression, the old beggar dissipated a lot of his anger.

According to the old beggar's request, Wei Qiu asked Wang Jiajun to take the little boy to the side first, and the old beggar explained to Wei Qiu how to use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Just as the old beggar finished speaking, Wei Qiu heard a prompt in his mind.

[Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms lv1]

[Hint: The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms upgrade requires 3000 damage points! o(〃'▽'〃)o]

"I've explained it to you in detail, and now if you don't understand anything, just ask." After finishing speaking, the old beggar leaned against the mountain wall and looked at Wei Qiu repeatedly, with a hint of mischief in his eyes.

The old beggar's intentions were obvious, he didn't believe that Wei Qiu could gain anything by listening to it.

However, Wei Qiu stood up calmly, walked to the edge of a rock, slightly bent his left leg, bent his right arm inward, drew a circle with his right palm, and pushed it outward with a whoosh.

After a bang, the old beggar opened his eyes wide in surprise: "This is impossible!"