Martial Arts: Pick up the invitation to the moon at the beginning

Wealth is in danger.

This is a well-known truth.

The remaining four of Si Chenke didn't know about it.

They naturally saw the thoughts of the black-faced gentleman. As a villain who is famous all over the world, his greed is better than ordinary people.

"Okay! The brothers will kill this little boy, and then enjoy the taste of the master of Yihua Palace!"

The man in the red cockscomb chuckled.

Angrily, Yaoyue's face turned even paler. It was really a tiger in peace, but a generation of peerless masters was insulted by a few inconspicuous little people.

"Yu'er, kill them, kill them!"

Yao Yueyu pointed at Si Chenke and Hei Mian Jun, and shouted angrily.

For some reason, the man in front of her whose martial arts were far inferior to hers gave her a sense of security.

The anger in his heart needs Qin Yu to vent for himself.

"Chong!"

Qin Yu nodded, turned his backhand, and the blue blood in his hand suddenly glowed with a cold light, and the green sword blade immediately made a clear and crisp sound of gold.

For the Xingyun swordsmanship, Qin Yu seemed to have a deeper understanding, and the green blood shines out sharply, like a frightened bird, moving like a swimming dragon.

This time, Qin Yu displayed all the essence of Xingyun's swordsmanship.

The sword energy is overwhelming, and the cold light is shining everywhere.

Before Hei Mian Jun got up, the sword had already come to another figure in flowered clothes who was in front.

Si Chenke and the others were very close to Qin Yu. The red-clothed cockscomb hurriedly used a steel peck to try to help his friend block the sword.

But even with his swift movement, the speed was far inferior to Qin Yu's sword.

Qin Yu's sword was really too fast, like a shooting star chasing the moon.

The red-clothed cockscomb man didn't even touch the shadow of the sword, and the yellow-clothed man next to the floral-clothed man behind him rushed out, trying to use the two knives in his hands to help block it.

The saber in the right hand attacks the front directly, while the saber in the left hand goes slanted forward.

Trying to resist the sword of Xingyun swordsmanship for the second time.

The five of them, Chenke, have traveled the rivers and lakes for many years and cooperated seamlessly.

But it's a pity that even with such a tacit cooperation, they still couldn't resist.

"clang!"

With the sound of a golden sword colliding, the man in yellow's left hand knife was instantly cut into two halves, half of the blade flew into the air, and the right hand knife was shaken and buzzed.

"Pfft!"

The sword glow like a swimming dragon continued to move forward, and a sword directly broke through the true energy barrier of the flowered man, and a splash of blood spurted away.

The man in floral clothes felt a chill, and then his neck was filled with warmth, which was the temperature of fresh blood.

"thump!"

The next moment, he fell to the ground.

One sword, just one sword ended his life.

The remaining three of Si Chenke and Mr. Heimian looked at this scene in horror, their pupils contracted involuntarily, and the shock and horror on their faces could not be concealed.

There were six of them in this group, and two of them had already died.

The boy in front of them was by no means as simple as they imagined.

The horror of this sword is very clear to them who have practiced martial arts for decades.

But the more terrifying they were, the more horrified they felt. The black-faced gentleman's eyes were wide open, but his fat body felt a bone-chilling chill.

The back was dripping with cold sweat, and I couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Since when did Yihua Palace have such a pure swordsman?

Before Si Chenke, Hei Mian Jun and the rest could recover from their shock, Qin Yu made another move.

Another extremely stunning sword.

In an instant, Qin Yu's figure was as elegant as a man descending from heaven, and the sword energy was like countless stars twinkling, making it unpredictable.

The essence of Xingyun swordsmanship is all contained in it.

Through these two strikes, Qin Yu became more proficient in controlling Xingyun swordsmanship, and countless principles of swordsmanship were all integrated into this sword.

The emerald green sword light seemed to come from the nether world of hell, extremely penetrating.

This sword went straight to the nearest man in yellow.

"Pfft!"

Before the man in yellow could react, a green sword glow pierced his heart unexpectedly.

Three feet of blood spattered.

The man in yellow had an unbelievable look on his face. Looking at the red-stained yellow clothes, his pupils gradually became dilated. With difficulty, he lifted his finger slightly, pointed at Qin Yu, and tremblingly said: "You..."

It's just that before the words fell, the whole person fell to the ground.

"This……"

The rest of the morning guests were all deeply saddened, they had traveled the rivers and lakes for many years, but now three of the five died.

This is something they simply cannot accept.

The strength of the man in yellow is much higher than that of the man in flower clothes, but he is completely powerless against the young man in front of him.

People in Jianghu say they are evil thieves, how can evil thieves be as scary as the demon in front of them?
In their eyes, Qin Yu was no different from a demon.

Kill three people with three swords, and defeat the black-faced king with one blow.

It can be said that they are not opponents at all who are full of evil.

Heimian Jun was even more stunned, he didn't care about the lives of Si Chenke and the others, if Qin Yu could be killed, he would wish for them to die.

But now all are prosperous, and all are lost.

"Brothers, let's go together!"

"He definitely doesn't have much inner strength!"

The black-faced gentleman didn't dare to be careless this time.

The red-clothed cockscomb man and the only remaining man in the flowered dress exchanged glances. For them, only by fighting together could they have a chance of survival.

As for the words of the black-faced gentleman, they also quite agree.

After all, the young man in front of him is still young, and he has used this peerless sword technique three times in a row, and his internal strength may not be enough to support him to use the same powerful sword technique again.

"Yu'er, be careful!"

Yaoyue quickly reminded.

She had always been aloof and indifferent, this was the first time she was particularly worried about a person's safety.

While worried, he was also amazed at how Qin Yu simplified the Xingyun swordsmanship, an ordinary martial art in Yihua Palace, into a simple one, and even integrated countless swordsmanship into the swordsmanship.

The Xingyun swordsmanship in Qin Yu's hands has been upgraded from the elementary level of the earth level to the middle level of the sky level, or even higher.

This kind of martial arts talent is really appalling.

The black-faced gentleman punched out again. Although he has no weapons, his own strength is equivalent to a magic weapon.

His strength is enough to smash boulders.

At the same time, the peck in the hand of the man in the red rooster followed a strange trajectory and also attacked Qin Yu.

The only man in floral clothes was not idle, and also attacked.

The three of them attacked together, and the attack was impenetrable, forcing Qin Yu to fight three against one in the front.

Qin Yu's expression remained the same, and he shot again with the blue blood photo Danqing in his hand.

The green sword light slashed out, the blade was dull, but the sword light emitted a frightening light.

"Pfft!"

First, a sword was slashed across the body of the man in flowered clothes, blood splashed out, and a horizontal bar of blood appeared on the man's chest.

The body fell limply to the ground.

The sword light cut out by Bi Xuezhao Danqing continued to run rampant, and instantly slashed on the steel peck of the red-clothed cockscomb man.

But the red-clothed cockscomb man couldn't resist the terrifying internal force contained in the sword light at all, his right hand trembled, and the steel peck fell to the ground in response.

And the whole body flew upside down.

The last black-faced gentleman had a serious expression on his face, trying to resist the sword light with his flesh and blood.

"Pfft!"

It's just that he couldn't resist at all, flesh and blood is still flesh and blood after all, the fist was directly cut by the sword light to create a huge wound, and blood spattered out.