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Chapter 22 Let me show you what it means to have a spirit in the fist! ! (Please follow up and read!)

The mountain bird fled, the lion was furious!
There are wars all around!
Through the eyes of his master, Qi Wuwei saw the two swordsmen who were running back and forth on the steep cliffs, and on the hilltops, hacking up the Black Iron Divine Machine Slave, which was more than one meter tall, into pieces. First he was furious!
immediately
Cold hands and feet!

"The sword energy leaves the body. Conquer. Conquer the Qi Martial Saint?!"

He let out an 'ah' and saw the Shangdong Sword Qi that Luo Jing slashed out, penetrating several feet through his body. He also saw Chu Qi, who looked heroic and like a female swordswoman. The big halberd in his hand stopped for a moment.

At the right time, while he was stunned, four piercing cold lights pierced the air!

shhhhhhhh!

Old Grand Master Xu Kuipo stood on one foot, with blood flowing from one shoulder. He lowered his hand with one hand and used the other hand to move his strength back and forth. He threw out four hidden weapons of the Judge's Pen, then raised his claws and jumped high towards the big weapon in his hand. Qi Wuwei, who wielded his halberd, made a sharp stroke and laughed ferociously:

"Yes, does Ji Zhuolu think that this is all I have in Fulong Mountain?"

"How does he know that the new master, Wang Dongxuan, is the master of the magical sword from the sky, and will definitely surpass the 'Saint of Martial Arts' in the future!"

"The great rise of Fulong Mountain is unstoppable. I am afraid that most of your three thousand mysterious armors will be buried here today, hahahaha!!"

The thin old man's blood was burning, his gray beard and hair were stained with blood, and he looked like he was crazy.

While Qi Wuwei was stunned, two of the four Judge Pens penetrated his shoulder flesh through the thick armor!
"you wanna die!"

Qi Wuwei was in pain, and was affected by the strong energy of the claws more than ten feet away. Even the dark armor attached to his face was lifted, and his face suddenly showed a fierce look!
Nor is he ignorant.

If
The young master who had just demolished fifteen divine machines in a row, and the mysterious woman.
Seriously, I admire the Martial Saint!

Their three thousand mysterious armors might not be able to defeat all dragons.

but!
His 'Eight-Armed Nezha' Qi Wuwei!

He will definitely die and cannot die again!

Thinking of this, Qi Wuwei looked at Xu Kui, who had a pair of eagle eyes and a cold expression in front of him, and suddenly stamped his foot, causing a large area of ​​flying rocks and quicksand to sweep up!

He waved the great halberd and used his "Eight-Armed Halberd Technique" to rush into the acupoints and stimulate blood energy, which can almost double the strength in a short period of time. He then roared:

"Old man, if you have two 'Martial Saints' in Fulong Mountain, how can you allow rumors to spread and your status to be unstable?"

"Death to me!"

Swish!
The spurge fell!

Even if he missed, just the surging energy and blood, and the aura inspired by it, made Xu Kui fly backwards!

But it’s not until Qi Wuwei takes advantage of the victory to pursue him!
Two figures that looked like ghosts were already in the dense forest on the mountains. They moved around amidst the shouts of killing and suddenly came to kill!
Chu Qi, who was in charge, licked the corner of her lips. Her pair of charming watery eyes were already full of fierceness. The 'Luohu Evil-Slaying Sword' in her hand was glowing with blood, as if it had a soul!

Seeing the handsome halberd dancing, unable to move even an inch, Chu Qi said nothing, his speed reached the extreme, holding a sword with one arm,

Shua, Shua, Shua! !

Slashing horizontally and slashing vertically, blood-red sword energy appeared frequently in the air, one, three, and five.
At first, Qishashuang's ponytail was fluttering in the wind, but when Qi Wuwei approached, the dozens of sword rays had already cut him to a point where it was difficult to resist, the tiger's mouth cracked, and his armor was full of deep marks and dripping with blood!

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The moving and wonderful voice came out from the enchanting red lips, but what it said was the most ferocious murderous intention!
"What a madman!"

Qi Wuwei's face was horrified, and he felt that there was a terrifying blood-red shadow in the dark, indescribable, which completely enveloped his whole body. Only the blood-red sword was left in his eyes, and he could not move even an inch!
Zheng!
the other side,
The sound of the dragon roaring as clear as a spring in a cold pool illuminates the brilliant swordsmanship!

Luo Jing came from behind, holding the hilt of the Shangdong Fulong Sword with his left hand, letting the sword tassels float in the wind, pressing the blade with two fingers of his right hand, and accumulating the entire sword on the side of his right waist. Jumping in mid-air, and then,
The bright sword light cuts down!

Qi Wuwei's eyes widened!
The martial arts will warned, but under the suppression of that terrifying woman, his movements were slow, and he could only resist the blood-red sword energy, and he had no time to care!

then----

The great head fell in response!

The fifteen magical machines were all broken, and the handsome master was also killed!
Luo Jing took two quick steps and without hesitation raised the big head of Qi Wuwei, the 'Eight-Armed Nezha', and threw it high into the sky. Then he got up with energy, looked at the fire on Fulong Mountain, and shouted loudly:
"The divine plan has failed, the master is dead, the Ji family has been destroyed, and the situation is over!"

"Gentlemen, look at this head!!"

The sound shook for three miles, and the soldiers and warriors all raised their heads, only to see————

The sword energy floated up from the upper cave, and a ferocious head shattered into pieces!

"it is good!!"

Crossing the River Dragon's eyes widened. Seeing that a master of marrow refining in the Polu army had a broken liver and gallbladder, he immediately drew out his long sword and sent him back to the west.

Ji Wumu, who was covered in scratches and looked tired from work, suddenly became energetic and his eyes brightened when he saw that 'Qi Wuwei' was dead!
The [-]-year-old coalition army, which had been retreating steadily with heavy casualties and many people losing limbs and arms, saw this situation and their morale was greatly boosted. Their energy and spirit even outweighed the fear and despair of the three thousand soldiers. Xuanjia Wu pawn!
The ferocious green forest rose up, and thousands of soldiers were frightened!
"Back off!!"

"That's the head of 'Eight-Armed Nezha', Captain Qi was beheaded!!"

"The Shen Ji Slave was destroyed by the sword energy. How many masters are dormant in this Fulong Mountain with hidden dragons and crouching tigers?!"

"Why is there sword energy!!" The coach is dead and the group is leaderless.

Moreover, the masters of marrow refining in Fulong Mountain had already killed all the commanders and generals in charge of the banner. However, due to the oppression of the Xuanjia formation, they could only retreat steadily.

But without a master, the soldiers will be in chaos, and the overall situation is decided!

Of the three thousand prisoners, some retreated, and the formation dispersed. In an instant, it was out of control!
Luo Jing looked at Chu Qi, whose chest was rising and falling, and saw that half of the ponytail on the back of her head had turned white, her red eyes flashed, and she frowned, and couldn't help but shout:
"Chu Qi, don't let that sword control your mind!"

"You are the one who kills people and drinks blood, not the sword!"

"After that, I meditate every day to refine the blood energy in it. Otherwise, if the master is weak and the sword is strong, he will easily become a sword slave!"

These words were like a wake-up call, jolting Chu Qi and waking him up in an instant.

Inadvertently, the back was wet with fragrant sweat.

Wait until she looks forward through the black scarf.

But Luo Jing saw that Luo Jing had already taken a quick step and leaped in front of Xu Kui, the nearly dying 'Judge Pen' who was sitting paralyzed by a broken tree with blood all over the ground.

"Old Grandmaster!"

Luo Jing's tone was urgent, and he couldn't help but feel a touch of sadness when he saw the old man in front of him who was looking at him like a wolf and was full of energy but not coming out.

He regards everything in this life as a life-saving straw, and he must evolve into the name of "Sword of Heaven" Wang Dongxuan, otherwise he may not be able to break the situation in future generations, so he must try his best.

But unfortunately, time is still short and it is difficult to be convinced, so we can only rely on external forces at all times.

'Judge Pen' Xu Kui provided him with too many conveniences in this process.

Thunderstorm night suppresses the heroes of Fulong!

On the wedding day, Ping Xiang was in turmoil!
Also, restrain Qi Wuwei at this moment and help him defeat fifteen divine machine slaves!

Although the old man was doing it for Fulong,
But Luo Jing had to admit his love!

otherwise,

He may not be able to react to a terrifying heavy weapon like the Divine Machine Heavy Crossbow.

Seeing Luo Jing squatting down, the old man grinned, coughed up blood, and looked a little weird:

"After all, I'm getting old. It's not as good as back then when I couldn't even avoid the first round of black iron heavy arrows. You know, I cough cough!"

"But he is good at body skills!"

Xu Kui finally took a breath, squinted his eyes, and saw a snowy night in the past.

He was extremely hungry that night. He was only nine years old. He fought with a vicious dog, skinned and cramped it, and drank its blood. Even though he was covered in wounds, he still had a full stomach.

Can.
For a poor beggar, it was difficult for him to survive that winter.

Fortunately,
Mr. Mu from Fulong Mountain happened to be passing by and took a fancy to his ruthlessness and gangster spirit!
Take him up the mountain.

Only today.

"Hey"

"He is indeed going to die."

Xu Kui squinted his eyes, waved his other hand that could still move, arched his body with a grin, looked at the young palm master in front of him, suddenly took a sharp breath, and suddenly shouted, his eyes shining brightly:

"Boy, your talent is really poor!"

"I have been wasting my mind every day, trying to deduce for you 'There is a God in the Boxing', to help you reach the master, but you have not realized it at all!"

"But fortunately, I'm going to die!"

"That's a good thing to tell you!"

"Let's keep an eye on it."

"I will use this life to open it up for you with my own hands."

"What do you mean, practicing boxing and Qi for thirty years, just to open the gate of heaven once!!"

“This is ‘Qi in the heart, spirit in the fist’!!”

Xu Kui's eyes were bloodshot, and there was a mysterious and mysterious spiritual thought all over his body, coming out from his body!

One of his arms held Luo Jing's hand tightly.

In an instant, the young man in front of him felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his soul was blessed!
I saw 'a mountain of corpses, a sea of ​​blood, and a mountain of withered bones'!
Simultaneously
also saw
In Niwan Palace, I was completely ignorant, but suddenly,
Open up!
[When you are full of energy and energy, you have reached the master level! 】

[Comprehended the talent of 'Shangdong Fulong Sword': Go up the cave to subjugate demons! ! 】

(End of this chapter)