Copy the heavens from the bad guys

Chapter 124 Chapter 123: Thousand-Blade Sword Spirit
"The master is mighty, the master is domineering!"

Seeing Wu Ke crushing Qin Mo's weapon with one palm, Wang Ergou immediately showed a look of ecstasy, turned into a licking dog and licked Wu Ke crazily.

If the more than 100 brothers in Heishanzhai are the confidence that they can gain a foothold here, then Wu Ke is definitely the strongest support for them to act arrogantly.

The fish and meat people in Heishanzhai killed innocent people indiscriminately, and all their hands were stained with blood and sins. They have already attracted the conquest of countless righteous men, but in the past so many years, they are still safe and sound in this Xifeng Ridge, relying on Wu grams of strength.

Wu Keben was an inner disciple of the Pijiamen of Wei State. He was fined to goug out one eye for violating the school rules, and then defected.

Although he broke away from the Armored Sect, due to Wu Ke's own good talent, he practiced hard Qigong horizontally so that he could practice at a high level. Ordinary weapons can't even pierce his skin. You must know that in this era of cold weapons, people like him who can What a terrible existence is the person who blocks the sword attack.

It is because of this that Wu Ke beheaded countless righteous men who came to crusade, making Heishanzhai stand still.

This time Qin Mo's appearance caused many brothers to die in Heishanzhai. It was indeed the worst injury they have suffered in these years, but Wu Ke was not panicked. In his heart, Qin Mo was no different from those before, and he would soon be killed He was beaten into meat paste, and then their Black Mountain Village could continue to absorb their subordinates, and it would not be long before they could return to their former glory.

"The head of the family wants to avenge the dead brothers, beat this kid into a meat paste, let him die a bad death, and never be reborn!"

Wang Ergou's eyes were scarlet, and his hatred for Qin Mo reached an unbelievable level, and he cursed viciously.

"Hehe, kid, did you hear that? Do you have anything else to say about the fate you are about to face?"

Wu Ke looked at Qin Mo confidently, sneered twice, twisted his neck and made a muffled sound of joint collision.

"You think you're going to get me?"

What Wu Ke did not expect was that Qin Mo, who had lost his weapon, did not show the slightest panic, and his expression was even more relaxed than before.

"Otherwise? Could it be that you think your bones are harder than the blade made of fine steel?" Wu Ke asked with a cold smile, looking at the fragments of the sword on the ground.

"Don't you think it's weird how broken my sword is?" Qin Mo asked with a chuckle.

When Wu Ke heard it, his expression froze immediately: "Yes, why is this sword broken so thoroughly, even wood can't be broken like this?"

"The reason is very simple, because my sword is called - Thousand Blades!"

As soon as Qin Mo finished speaking, the fragments on the ground suddenly began to vibrate violently, and at the same time they were shining with black and purple light.

"This, what's going on here!" Wu Ke was startled, completely unable to understand why these fragments would vibrate by themselves and emit such a strange light.

"rise!"

Qin Mo's two fingers joined together as sword fingers, and he slightly hooked upwards. The fragments immediately floated into the air. Then, under Wu Ke's shocked eyes, they were restored into a complete sword, and then returned to Qin Mo. On the hilt in the hand.

"How is this possible!" Wang Ergou on the side was so frightened that his eyeballs almost fell out. This is completely an immortal technique. Could it be that he is fighting with an immortal?

"I want to see how hard your skin is!"

Qin Mo held the magic knife Qianblad tightly, and rushed towards Wu Ke again like a hurricane. The black knife in his hand slashed across Wu Ke's chest like lightning, making a dull sound.

However, Qin Mo did not close the knife after the first strike, but launched the next attack again. Knowing that Wu Ke's defense was too strong to win with strength, he chose this quick attack style. The blade was drawn out like raindrops, precisely It landed on a spot on Wu Ke's chest.

Water droplets accumulated over time can still penetrate stone, let alone a sharp sword, not to mention that Wu Ke's defense is not as good as steel, even real steel, under Qin Mo's frequent attacks, will sometimes be cut off.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The sound of dull collisions sounded one after another. Wu Ke was beaten back by Qin Mo's thunderous offensive. He had no power to parry, but he was not injured by relying on his hard work. But Wu Ke knew very well that if he continued like this, he must There is no doubt that he will be defeated, and he can't guarantee that he can survive until the moment when Qin Mo loses his strength.

"Pfft~"

Suddenly, at a certain moment, Wu Ke felt a stabbing pain in his chest, which he had never experienced in the past few years. At the same time as this pain appeared, Wu Ke's heart really flustered. up.

"No, if this continues, I will die!"

But before Wu Ke could fight back, he felt pain in his arms, stomach, shoulders and many other places, as well as the slippery feeling of blood sliding across his skin.

"Bastard! You two, hurry up and help!" Wu Ke was sweating profusely. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the stunned Wang Ergou and Hu Zhi, and hurriedly called for help.

Wang Ergou and Hu Zhi were so frightened by Wu Ke's roar that they came back to their senses. After looking at each other, they fled towards the door without saying a word.

There is a saying that if the tree falls and the monkeys scatter, and everyone beats the drum, Wu Ke is almost dead, so why should he take his own life? It must be safe to escape.

"Bastard! Get out of here!"

"what!!!"

Seeing that Wang and Ergou not only didn't come to help him but turned around and ran away, Wu Ke was furious and roared like a madman with his mouth open.

Seeing Wu Ke's bloody mouth open to him, Qin Mo felt that it would be a pity that he didn't take advantage of it. He suddenly withdrew the magic knife Thousand Blades, held the handle of the knife with both hands, jumped into the air, and then aimed at Wu Ke. His big mouth forced it down.

"Pfft~"

A burst of scorching blood spewed out instantly, Wu Ke began to tremble violently, and his rough face looked particularly ferocious.

"It seems that your inside is not as hard as your outside." Qin Mo raised the corner of his mouth, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Disperse!"

Qin Mo let out a low cry, and the thousand-blade magic knife instantly shattered into countless fragments, and then penetrated into various organs in Wu Ke's body, and began to overwhelm the river.

Wu Ke wailed repeatedly in pain, and after shaking his body violently a few times, his eyes dimmed, and he fell straight to the ground in a daze.

"Humph!"

Qin Mo took back the thousand blades of the magic knife and stood by his side. As soon as his mind moved, the countless fragments burst out from Wu Ke's stomach and reconstituted into a complete sword. Without the blessing of spiritual power, Wu Ke's body had long since It is not as strong as before.

Seeing Wu Ke's stomach being twisted into a pile of minced meat, Qin Mo couldn't help but feel a little disgusted, but he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong. For a person like Wu Ke who has no conscience, [-] deaths are not enough !
"This is the first time that the Demon Saber Qianren has really shown its strength. The effect is really extraordinary, especially the ability of fragmentation and reorganization, which can largely catch others by surprise." Looking at the blood-stained black knife in his hand, Qin Mo I thought to myself.

"But what is the principle behind this magic knife thousand blades? Why can I control the trajectory of the blade fragments through my mind?" Qin Mo is very interested in whether this is a product of technology or magic.

"Because of the sword spirit. At this time, the system that hadn't made a sound for a long time suddenly spoke, explaining Qin Mo's doubts in his heart.

"There is an evil spirit residing in the Thousand Blades of the Demon Saber. The evil spirit is just a remnant soul without autonomous consciousness, but it can be connected with the will of the user and control the Thousand Blades of the Demon Saber according to the will of the user. 』

"Sword spirit!" Hearing these two words, Qin Mo's eyes suddenly lit up. In many fantasy novels he had read before, there were sword spirits. Low-level sword spirits can assist their masters in using weapons, while high-level sword spirits can help their masters use weapons. A sword spirit can even transform into a human form and fight side by side with its master, which is a rare treasure.

"Just as the host thought, the sword spirit is a kind of existence that can assist the master in fighting. However, in the world of sword spirits, the level and strength of the sword spirit can be said to be very different. The highest level of the sword spirit can even be used as a An independent personality can be cultivated to become a god, while the lowest-level sword spirit can only increase the power of some weapons. 』

"There is a lot of information about the sword spirit, and it is difficult to express it in detail in a short time. Given that the host's current state is relatively low, there is no need to learn more about the sword spirit, so I will report it later when necessary. 』

"I admit that my realm is a bit low now, but can you stop talking about it all the time, I don't want to lose face?" Qin Mo curled his lips and complained angrily, what he is most afraid of is that others will sprinkle salt on his wounds.

"Big brother, help me!!!"

(End of this chapter)