I'm picking up attributes in the wasteland

Chapter 9 Last words finished?Time to hit the road!

Fan Saihua's eyes were full of disbelief.

Wang Bo was lying on the ground with a broken arm, very miserable. It was the blue outfit of an outer disciple.

Leng Qiu, wearing the green shirt of the green emerald peak handyman, looks extraordinarily dazzling.

Someone nearby heard her murmuring, and hurriedly told her the situation in a low voice:

"Ninth Princess, don't underestimate him, Wang Bo's strength is four thousand catties, and he was defeated in one move!"

"One trick? Four thousand catties?"

Fan Saihua repeated two numbers in succession, her eyes widened again.

I am also four thousand catties strong, wouldn't it be even more vulnerable?
Cao Shijie's eyes were shocked, and his brows were slightly frowned. He didn't expect that a mere handyman would have such power.

He clenched the sword in his hand, pursed his lips tightly, and his eyes were piercing.

But Leng Qiu was stunned at this moment, secretly added it in her heart, and the value increased a lot.

After a little recollection, he immediately felt relieved.

When I practiced last night, I felt that my strength has increased, and it seems right!
"It's still not right. Eight thousand catties of strength should be the eighth weight of body training. Why do I only have the sixth weight?"

The doubts in my heart, no one can answer.

Simply ignore, eyes fell on Wang Bo.

Seeing his miserable appearance, without yesterday's yelling and arrogance, the corners of his mouth could not help but smile.

"I'm just amazing, are you convinced?"

The mocking tone lingered in everyone's heart, heavy with depression.

No one thought he could win just now, but in the end, he was defeated with one blow!

All the handymen knew that Leng Qiu was different from them.

From then on, you don't have to work hard, practice hard, and even become a certain elder's disciple, and your career will go straight up!
Many outer disciples felt that there was another resource grabber, and they were extremely repulsed.

While they were thinking about it, Wang Bo, who was being forced, spat out a mouthful of blood, stared at Leng Qiu, and said in a cold voice:

"Leng Qiu, you'd better get out of Qingyun Sect immediately! Otherwise, my elder brother will definitely avenge me and tear you to pieces!"

Wang Bo gritted his teeth, his majestic muscles trembled, and his face was full of hatred.

I practiced hard for half a year to achieve today's achievement, but was ruined by Leng Qiu's punch, how can I not be angry?
Hearing his words, people around nodded their heads, knowing that he has an elder brother who is about to become a true disciple.

Otherwise, why are you so arrogant!

However, Leng Qiu spoke at this moment:
"What's your brother's name? Don't let him come to me, I'll go to him!"

With a relaxed posture, it seems that he doesn't care about everything. He has monstrous abilities and is not afraid of everything.

hiss--

Hearing Leng Qiu's relaxed tone, many people gasped in disbelief.

How strong is he?

Wang Bo was taken aback when he heard that, knowing that he would die today, he looked up to the sky and shouted:
"My brother's name is Wang Sheng, and he will definitely take your life! Wait for your death!"

He hoped that someone could inform his eldest brother to kill this person who crawled out of the slavery pile.

Bitches, always bitches!

"Is that Wang Sheng? I made a note of it! I'll send you on your way!"

Leng Qiu's mouth curled into a cruel smile, and his right foot instantly flew up to Wang Bo's neck.

"Stop it, you can't..."

Cao Shijie stopped Leng Qiu loudly, but it was too late after all, unable to stop Leng Qiu's actions.

"Crack!"

With the crisp sound, Wang Bo's head exploded in the air like a watermelon.

Red and white, mixed with broken bones, flew around suddenly.

Many outer sect disciples dodged one after another and sprinkled at their feet.

Some people couldn't dodge in time, their bodies were covered with blood, mixed with white brains.

A shocking picture appeared in front of everyone.

Ferocity, cruelty, endless death!

People's first impression of Leng Qiu is like this!
Many handymen retreated more than 20 meters one after another, and were more than 50 meters away from him, still scared to death.

At this moment, Leng Qiu felt his body relaxed, as if the power entwined in his soul had disappeared.

A sense of relief.

"Spirit +100!"

At this moment, a reminder sounded in my mind.

"Go all the way well, I will walk the rest of the way! You will definitely attract the attention of everyone and be invincible in the world!"

Leng Qiu guessed that the deity must be relieved, and muttered secretly.

Immediately, his eyes fell on Cao Shijie, his face full of indifference.

"What, you have a problem with me? Come out and die!"

The voice was cold, without any emotion, like a god of death, standing between the heaven and the earth.

God blocks and kills God, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha!
Even the top [-] disciples of the outer sect are not taken seriously.

"He's so crazy, he dares to provoke anyone? It seems that Cao Shijie can kill him without motivating others to take action!"

The two female disciples, with smiles on their faces, felt that Leng Qiu was doomed!

There is a huge gap in the strength of outer disciples, far better than handymen, he certainly doesn't know!

"Once he becomes a strong man, he will be lawless. He is the first person!"

Ninth Princess slandered in her heart, and her eyes were patrolling the crowd, looking for someone to restore the place.

Hearing this, Cao Shijie took a step forward, and his eyes released cold electricity, which landed on Leng Qiu.

"A mere handyman, dare to question what I said? How do you want to die!"

Even though Leng Qiu seriously injured Wang Bo with a punch, Cao Shijie still looked down on him, raised his head arrogantly, and asked coldly.

Putting his right hand on the hilt of his sword, he quietly looked at Leng Qiu, ready to fight.

Seeing the murderous intent on his face, everyone knew that things couldn't be better, so they couldn't help talking:
"Cao Shijie is said to have a strength of [-] jin, and he cultivated very hard. Not only his family background, but also the Qingyun sect's kung fu is even more powerful!"

"His strength is definitely not comparable to that of a handyman! Even if he just killed an outer disciple!"

"A master of provocation needs to recognize himself and figure out a way out. Leng Qiu is alone, and it's difficult!"

……

Endless discussions are all guessing, Leng Qiu must die!
But his expression was unmoved, he just looked at Cao Shijie coldly.

Suddenly he cracked a smile and asked, "Have you finished your last words? It's time to hit the road!"

The voice was very flat, and he didn't pay attention to him.

"Death to me!"

Cao Shijie was completely enraged. Since entering Qingyun Sect, he was the only one who killed people, and no one dared to look down on him.

He is arrogant by nature and disdains to look at people.

Unexpectedly, the handyman who had never looked directly at him would actually provoke him.

While roaring, the long sword in his right hand was unsheathed, and flew out like a horse.

He was very cautious, even though he looked down on Leng Qiu, he still shot with all his strength.

In an instant, it was like a rain of swords falling in front of him, and one hundred and eight sword lights enveloped a five-meter range around Leng Qiu's body.

Every sword rain has the power to tear apart boulders.

"Rainstorm swordsmanship, Xiaocheng realm! It is worthy of being able to enter the top [-] people!"

The two female disciples, with even bigger smiles on their faces, were finally about to complete Senior Sister Qu's task.

"The Cao family's rainstorm swordsmanship is said to have been created by their ancestors watching the rainstorm, and it can even be cultivated to the level of supernatural powers. It is very terrifying! Leng Qiu is doomed!"

The Ninth Princess, She Saihua nodded, with admiring eyes, maybe she could make him her entourage.

Just when others felt the boundless power of the sword, Leng Qiu suddenly drew out the sword.

(End of this chapter)