"Didn't Master go and help save the situation?"

Seeing Yue Buqun sitting calmly in the scattered shop, Lu Dayou couldn't help but wonder.

Linghu Chong frowned: "That boy seemed to refuse."

Yue Lingshan and Lauderno had seen Ji Wushang's martial arts, but they were not surprised.

Lauderno explained: "That person is what I mentioned before. Lin Pingzhi, the young escort leader of the Fuwei Escort Agency, has great martial arts skills, and even Yu Canghai is likely to be defeated by this person."

"So that's it, it's really young." The brothers of the Huashan Sect suddenly realized when they heard this. They had already learned about the person from Yue Lingshan, and they sighed when they saw this.

"Brother Linghu!" A surprising voice rang behind Linghu Chong.

Everyone in the Huashan Sect looked back and saw that the Hengshan Sect and others who were behind them were led by Master Dingyi and Yilin, who were somehow also joined in the fun.

Everyone exchanged a few greetings, and Linghu Chong briefly introduced the situation.

Master Dingyi looked bad when he heard this: "Amitabha, this evil path is the most unruly way. He is determined to commit crimes and commit crimes indiscriminately. He should really go to hell."

"Master, it's raining." The little nun Yilin looked up at the sky.

I don’t know when the sky was covered with clouds and rain.

The drizzle rustled, moistening all things, falling on the grass, leaves, branches and willows makes it look greener, and the white wild flowers sway in a leisurely manner, and the spring scenery is beautiful and charming.

The raindrops fell on Ji Wushang's black hair, adding a touch of elegance, calmness and leisure, and incompatible with the solemn surroundings.

Seeing Ji Wushang lifting his sword and walking out of the restaurant, hundreds of eyes fell on him, which made him quiet.

No one took action first, just because the young man had hundreds of corpses lying behind him all the way these two days.

"This little brother, I have long heard that the Evil-Baring Sword Score is mysterious and unpredictable, and is incredible in the world. As a martial arts practitioner, we naturally have a strange feeling. Therefore, I would like to ask the Evil-Baring Sword Score to take out the Evil-Baring Sword Score to read it. Don't misunderstand it, it will be a waste of time."

An old man in a Taoist robe has a tall skeleton, white beard, and a fairy-like trait. He holds a sword in his hands, one long and one short, just like a mother and child sword.

Some people recognized him as a famous gangster master in northern Shaanxi. Looking at his hypocritical appearance, countless good women were destroyed by him.

Ji Wushang glanced at him, stroked Yue Buqun's long sword, familiar with his touch, and chuckled: "I am not a stingy person, so that you can see this evil-repelling sword technique as you wish, so that you can walk with peace of mind and die with peace of mind."

Although his words were plain, he was actually extremely arrogant, and he seemed to have nothing to do on the spot.

The spring rain was cool and the atmosphere was getting colder.

"Haha, you are arrogant, let me die!"

It was like a thunderbolt, a burly man cursed, and a dragon-headed sword swung up. The wind whistled, powerful and domineering, like a human-shaped ferocious beast.

Before he finished speaking, the man had already rushed out, like a tiger and a leopard.

"It's Kuang Dao Kunlong!"

Someone exclaimed that this was a famous master in the underworld, only half a step away from that first-class realm. He was arrogant and domineering in his swordsmanship, and had no life. There were countless resentful souls under the dragon-headed sword. There were countless people who wanted to seek revenge on him in the black and white paths, but most of them could only turn into ghosts under his sword, which made people helpless.

Seeing that Kunlong was impatient, some were furious and some were sneered.

Similarly, some people are unwilling to fall behind.

"Thief, don't expect to succeed!"

A man in black saw someone taking the initiative, shouted loudly, his eyes shone brightly, and his body shot out, and six people behind him shot out.

The weapons of the seven people are different, including swords, guns, swords, whips, hooks, maces, and hammers. At the same time, they dance to complement each other's shortcomings and strengths. The seven people have different body techniques, but their actions are orderly, implying formations, like wind and thunder, and their power is terrifying.

These seven people are also famous bandits in the underworld of Xiangbei. Although the seven people are not brothers, they have lived and died together for many years, and have a tacit understanding. The offense and defense are like one, which makes many masters with higher martial arts skills more afraid.

Kuang Dao Kunlong ignored the others behind him and laughed loudly. Although he was big, he moved like thunder and was very fast. He swung his sword and slashed it down in a blink of an eye.

The dragon-headed sword was extremely heavy, but it was as light as a feather in its hand. In an instant, four swords were slashed out, one sword was faster than the other, making people unable to avoid it.

Under the sword light, Ji Wushang was calm and composed.

Once I saw the white light passing by, it was almost invisible, like watching flowers in the fog.

Kunlong seemed to have no idea, and his sword was still unreal.

However, in everyone's eyes, the figures of the two had passed by.

To be precise, it should be that half of Kunlong's body passed by Ji Wushu.

puff!

Blood exploded, extremely spectacular.

Kunlong's eyes were left with confusion until his pupils were empty.

The dragon-headed sword never touched Ji Wushang's corner of his clothes from beginning to end.

No one expected Ji Wushang to draw the sword, and no one saw Ji Wushang to draw the sword.

Blood flowed all over the ground, and the spilled internal organs were still squirming.

Disgusting.

"Don't look!"

In the Hengshan School, a senior sister covered Yilin's eyes and her face turned pale.

These Hengshan nuns worshipped Buddha sincerely. Although their horizons have broadened their horizons, they rarely see such bloody scenes.

On the field, the seven people who followed Kunlong were shocked when they saw this, but they knew they could not retreat, so they did not dare to hesitate when they were in their hands.

In an instant, the cold light intertwined and the murderous aura boiled. Only seven weapons formed a net of heaven and earth, blocking all directions.

Seven directions, locking Ji Wushen's body at the same time, seven key points.

It was almost time to grind Ji Wushu into meat paste.

"die!"

The seven people shouted loudly at the same time, and their momentum was round and one.

Ji Wushen did not advance or retreat, and he held up his sword again.

The body suddenly whirled like a gyro flying.

At the same time the seven-player moves fell, twenty-one sword shadows suddenly bloomed, and they arrived first, traversing across the sky and rolling straight in all directions.

When they looked again, everyone saw the young man's figure disillusioned, with only sword shadows left.

More than 300 people looked stagnant at the same time, and their hearts were shocked.

The sword shadow was destroyed, and large patches of blood sprayed on the sky, dyeing the raindrops red.

The seven people had no complete corpses, all the flesh and blood, and the internal organs were like rocks and hell.

Straws of black and red energy gathered on Ji Wushang's body, and no one could see it.

For a moment, silence.

Hundreds of eyes were trembling with terror and cold air was rising.

It was not because of the terrifying corpses on that place, they had seen even the bloody and cruel scenes, and some people were even more in love with this.

What shocked them was that Ji Wushen killed people too easily, just like killing not people, but a few chickens and dogs, too fast and too indifferent.

You must know that the eight people who died at his hands are not names.

Many people calmed down and remembered the person who died at the hands of this young man before.

More people have become more and more enthusiastic in their hearts, and the greed in their eyes is no longer concealed.

"Is this the evil-repelling sword technique?"

Someone whispered softly, his eyes showing obsession.

What do you most want in the world?

It’s not money and power, nor beauty and wine.

It is a martial arts master, the best martial arts master!

In this world, when martial arts is so high that no one can defeat anyone, everything is within reach, you no longer have to worry all day long and be revengeful, fearing of dying in the world.

Linghu Chong saw it clearly and was very surprised.

I heard what Yue Lingshan and Laudenu said about Fuzhou earlier, and I was a little suspicious, but I didn't dare to look down on me any more.

"Master is right. There are countless talented masters in the world, so you must not be arrogant and arrogant. Lin Pingzhi only looks twenty. I am afraid that I can't get enough of his martial arts. I was worried about him before, but it was unnecessary."

But when he saw the corpse on the ground, he thought to himself: These people plotted on other people's secrets, and they were malicious and had more than death. However, Lin Ping's methods were cruel, and he would not leave all the corpses behind. How could they be reincarnated?

At this time, Linghu Chong had not yet learned the Dugu Nine Swords, and his eyesight was limited.

In the wine shop, as a recognized swordsman in the world, Yue Buqun has a very good knowledge and has seen more things.

After Ji Wushang took action, all his eyes remained on Ji Wushang. Because of this, he was shocked and confused.

The sword technique used by Ji Wushang was extremely simple in his eyes. Although he made a strange move, his way was straightforward. If the sword speed was slower, he would have to die, like dancing on the tip of a knife, and the danger was so shocking.

When it comes to realizing the attainments of swordsmanship, the young man was afraid that even his disciple Linghu Chong could not compare, but his sword control technique was weird and his sword-drawing speed was simply inhuman.

You will never need to break the move when you are so fast that you have no need to break the move. So what if you have a flaw in your body? The enemy's killing move has been killed by the fast sword before it has touched the flaw in your body.

Turning decay into magic is very powerful, it is really strange and unpredictable.

Yue Buqun's face was solemn: "This evil-proof sword technique is really evil."

There were more than 300 people surrounded him and there were many masters, but when they saw this scene, everyone was shocked by Ji Wushang's evil martial arts charm, and felt awe of him and sighed that he was not as good as he did.

No one knows that Ji Wushang's strength revealed at this time is far from all.

Ji Wushang obtained the complete Sunflower Book, not only perfecting the first level of cultivation, but also entering the second level of cultivation, both qi and blood, and although his internal strength has not increased much, the sunflower true qi is more pure and his breath is more mysterious.

However, Ji Wushang's martial arts has a deep understanding, and an ordinary person can transform into a three-pointer skill, and his strength has increased nearly twice as much as before.
Chapter completed!