I'm picking up attributes in the wasteland

Chapter 10 If anyone messes with me, let him become an attribute point
Everyone only felt a boundless chill emerging from their bodies, as if entering the twelfth lunar month of winter, it was bitingly cold.

Amidst the mist, 36 bright wicker sword glows appeared in the air.

The willow sword light pierced into the boundless rainstorm, stirring up patches of smoke.

"This is……"

The outer disciples were dumbfounded, they didn't expect Leng Qiu to know how to use swordsmanship, and he was so awesome.

"Qingfeng Fuliu Sword! 36 sword lights, this is the fifth level! Horror!"

"Why was he willing to be bullied before? With such a cultivation level, he can become a key outer disciple!"

"Scary, this person is too frightening, he has endured for so long, what is he planning?"

Many outer disciples were shocked in their hearts.

Only now do I know that Leng Qiu has hidden his cultivation!
"Dangdangdang..."

Just when they were full of scruples about Leng Qiu in their hearts, the two swords collided fiercely in the air.

There are tiny fragments of the long sword, rolled up in the strong wind, shooting randomly in all directions.

Some people couldn't dodge, and directly penetrated the body, with terrifying power.

Even the outer disciples had to hide in the distance.

"what……"

Just as they were escaping, they heard Cao Shijie's astonishing roar, and seemed to have suffered inhuman terror.

Focusing on him, he found that the long sword in his hand had disappeared, and his right hand became bloody and bare.

The right hand is gone, shocking!
Looking at Leng Qiu again, the long sword is in his hand, the tip of the sword is pointing obliquely at the ground, his figure is tall and straight, like a generation of swordsmen.

His eyes were shining, like cold electricity piercing the sky, making people afraid to look at each other.

Such a scene shocked everyone's nerves.

Cao Shijie, the top [-] outer disciples, lost!

The right hand disappeared, and the long sword shattered!
His limbs were covered with wounds, which was extremely miserable.

"This... Cao Shijie, a fiasco?"

Obviously seeing the result, some people still couldn't believe it and asked the people around them.

"Defeated, Leng Qiu, how powerful is it?"

Someone answered, but with deep fear!
The result was too unexpected!
The ninth princess was trembling all over, the smiles on the faces of the two female disciples turned into panic, they went straight into the crowd, avoiding Leng Qiu's sight!
Leng Qiu is stronger than they imagined.

How did the previous conflicts end?

Many handymen didn't dare to raise their eyes, they just stared at their feet.

Leng Qiu moved forward slowly, collecting the four attribute light spheres scattered on the ground.

"Strength +580, Vitality +620, Agility +60, Spirit +66."

The attribute points obtained by injuring the strong are much more than those collected on the ground, and a cold and cruel smile appeared on his face.

If anyone messes with me, let him become an attribute point!

Lao Tzu is doomed to reign in the ancient times and trample on the dignity of others wantonly!

At this moment, Leng Qiu's self-confidence was bursting, and a domineering and cruel killing atmosphere pervaded the air.

Wherever he looked, the disciples bowed their heads, not daring to speak sarcasticly.

The scene was silent, as if the neck was tightly strangled by an invisible big hand, unable to speak.

In the silence, Leng Qiu's voice sounded faintly:

"Cao Shijie, right? Don't you have any backing? The eyes grow up to the top of your head all day long, and you don't even look at me. How are you doing now?"

The voice was indifferent, with a taste of aloofness.

Cao Shijie, who was holding his right arm with his left hand, faced the powerful Leng Qiu with a solemn expression, and he had never been bullied like this before.

Even in the face of someone with a higher ranking, he was not so unbearable.

However, today he was despised and ridiculed by a handyman.

Dignity is unbearable.

"puff!"

A mouthful of reversed blood, blurted out, spilled on the ground, bloody and glaring.

I'm vomiting blood!
"You are so narrow-minded, then go on the road!"

Leng Qiu had a sneer on his face, and the Frost Sword pointed straight ahead, ready to kill.

Facing the murderous Leng Qiu, Cao Shijie faltered, lost most of his aura, and said suddenly:
"You dare not kill me, my master is the punishment elder, Wei Zhong! If you kill me, my master will definitely settle accounts with you!"

He moved out of his backstage to avoid being killed.

An indifferent smile appeared on the corner of Leng Qiu's mouth, and said coldly:
"It's just an elder, who is not an elder's disciple? At most, it will be troublesome, and I will send you on your way!"

At this moment, he thought of Gu Qingzhou, the cheap master, and made an appointment to meet in the afternoon. I don't know what the benefits are!
Since they are all disciples of elders, why be afraid?

As the Frost Sword in his hand was sent forward, the cold air filled the air, and the surrounding space was almost frozen.

Cao Shijie, who was locked by him, was unable to move and was trembling all over.

"No, you can't kill me. I am the son of the Generalissimo of the Great Qin Dynasty. If you kill me, the Leng family will be massacred in the future!"

Feeling the icy aura all over his body, Cao Shijie was no longer lawless and aloof.

It's no different from ordinary people.

In order to survive, she used various identities to oppress Leng Qiu.

Many outer disciples around him finally knew why Cao Shijie was so proud at this moment, and the relationship was due to the deep family connection.

Their eyes were full of envy, and they focused on Leng Qiu again to see how he was doing.

However, no one said anything, let alone stand out.

The sneer on Leng Qiu's face expanded again, containing endless coldness, and said indifferently:

"Hehe, your Cao family is very powerful, and my Leng family may not be afraid. Go on your way obediently!"

The Frost Sword was sent forward, reaching Cao Shijie's throat.

His whole body was frozen and he couldn't move.

The once proud strength has no resistance in front of the real strength.

"Keep people under the sword, who dares to kill my apprentice Cao Shijie!"

Just when he was about to make a move, a loud roar came from the sky.

Accompanied by the voice, came a burly old man, wearing a purple gown, eye-catching!
"My master is here, you are dead!"

Hearing the sound, Cao Shijie's eyes were full of surprise, and he roared wildly.

"I thought Cao Shijie couldn't die!"

"Leng Qiu will definitely die now, punish the elder Wei Zhong, the master who protects the calf!"

"It's so miserable. Being forced into such a situation by a handyman is also No. 1!"

Many outer disciples finally came back to life and felt that things had turned for the better.

"Pfft!"

However, their voices were stopped by a sword piercing the throat lightly.

Leng Qiu didn't give Wei Zhong any face at all, and it turned out that Cao Shijie didn't seem to hear the voice.

"Evil barrier!" Wei Zhong roared wildly, his body became faster and faster, like a bridge, he appeared outside the disciples of the outer sect.

"I told you to keep people under the sword, why didn't you listen!"

The exasperated voice vibrated violently in everyone's ears, extremely angry!

The outer disciples gave way one after another to let Elder Wei enter.

It can be seen that his face is full of icy cold air, and he wants to blast Leng Qiu violently.

But Leng Qiuli ignored him, bent down and picked up four metal balls, a treasure box, and a red envelope.

"Strength +800, Vitality +860, Agility +80, Spirit +88."

The points he got from killing people made him feel great satisfaction. Although they were also picked up, they dropped more than picking up other people!

At this point, stand still and face Wei Zhong.

"Elder Wei, if the sect's rules are good, anyone can challenge him and not refuse! Killing people is within the scope, how can he not kill him?"

Leng Qiu confronted the elder and questioned him coldly!

(End of this chapter)