Chapter 209: The Xijiang Sword Sect, which is so big, is gone (seeking a monthly ticket)
Xijiangyue Restaurant.
Ya Jianzhong, a disciple of the Xijiang Sword Sect.
Feng Wuliang shook his hand lightly, and the three-foot long sword in his hand was dripping with blood from the tip. Feng Wuliang turned his hand, and the three-foot long sword was inserted on the table.
Most of the sword blade was submerged into the table, and the remaining part of the sword began to tremble, and the hilt kept shaking.
Corpses were lying on the chairs one after another. Blood was slowly dripping from the wounds, and continued to gather on the ground, forming a pool of blood.
Feng Wuhan glanced at the room and determined the number of people.
He took out a handkerchief from his wide sleeves, wiped his palms, and finally threw the handkerchief away. It slowly fell into a pool of blood, and the handkerchief gradually became dyed red.
Feng Wushan had already turned around and left. Now all the disciples of the Xijiang Sword Sect had been wiped out in one fell swoop. The only ones left were their family members, but this was not something Feng Wushan was responsible for.
The Five Poison Centipede, collect money and do things, do what you say, and do no deception.
This is a resounding golden sign in the world.
Looking up to the stairs, Feng Wuhuan walked slowly to the end of the stairs. At this time, there was a set of clean and tidy clothes on the top of the stairs, neatly stacked and placed on the tea tray.
Where Feng Wuhan looked, a whirlwind rolled up and his clothes fell into his hands.
This is a set of light blue robes, and the belt around the waist is dark blue. The style is not unfamiliar at all, and it is the same as the attire of the Xijiang Sword Sect disciple who died tragically in the private room.
These were the clothes of a disciple of the Xijiang Sword Sect. Feng Wushan took off his robe and began to change it.
This set of clothing was tailored and fit very well. Feng Wushan's eyes turned cold. This small detail had already shown that the other party had learned a lot about him.
After Feng Wuliang changed his clothes, he began to walk slowly up the stairs. After turning a corner, he could see another tea tray appearing with a table of things placed inside.
It was a human skin mask as thin as cicada wings, a piece of strangely shaped jade, and a three-foot-long sword.
After Feng Wushan grabbed the human skin mask, he knew that it was not a low-quality product, but was of extremely high quality and must have been made by a famous artist.
This was much more high-end than what he usually used. Feng Wushan put it on simply, and then carefully began to apply it on the edges. In the blink of an eye, his appearance had changed drastically, becoming a man with a Chinese character face and an honest and honest image.
He reached out and grabbed the beautiful jade. This piece of jade pendant was carved into the shape of a sword, like an unsheathed sword. A stream of light continuously flowed up and down. At a glance, it was clear that it was not an ordinary item. It turned out to be a magic weapon.
Feng Wuhan easily put it on his waist, and the belt around his waist had just enough space for the beautiful jade. Both the clothes and the beautiful jade seemed to match each other.
Feng Wuhan picked up the long sword smoothly. The scabbard had something special. There was a curved soft sword tattooed on it. This pattern was very obvious. Even if Feng Wuhan grabbed the scabbard and blocked many positions,
The characteristics can still be distinguished by people at a glance.
Feng Wuliang walked up again, and when he came to the next corner, there was a white sail hanging on it, with a sentence written in flying dragons and phoenixes.
[The Seventh Master is bad]
With a simple sentence, Feng Wuhan's eyes narrowed.
That guy Zhao Qi actually had people call him Master Seven. This small detail is very important. If you don't know the inside story, it will be easily exposed.
Feng Wuliang raised his head and looked at the Exalted Immortal House which was not far away. He began to quicken his pace. The sound of hurried footsteps sounded and he soon arrived outside the Exalted Immortal House. Anxiety appeared on his honest face.
This expression was slightly stiff, far from being natural, but after pushing away the banished immortal room, the rising immortal energy was like a heavy fog, but it was the most perfect concealment prop.
Feng Wuliang was about to speak in a panic, but a voice had already sounded: "Master Seven is not good."
The voice was full of panic, and the panic in it was expressed vividly.
"What happened?"
Zhao Qi put down his wine glass and looked at the person outside the door with lightning-like eyes.
At a glance, he saw a disciple wearing the costume of Xijiang Sword Sect rushing towards him. He was wearing a kendama on his waist, and the scabbard in his hand had curved software lines.
The sharpness in his eyes couldn't help but fade a little. The person who came was his apprentice, although he was the one he usually ignored the most and didn't live up to expectations.
But nowadays, when the Xijiang Sword Sect is suffering heavy casualties and the number of talented disciples is at a high cost, this is the disciple he values the most.
For this reason, I personally gave the kendama to the other party not long ago, and also gave the sword to the other party that never leaves the body. This is to encourage the other party to practice hard, fight for the Xijiang Sword Sect, and survive the Xijiang Sword Sect.
The most difficult period.
Feng Wuliang rushed to Zhao Qi's side. When Zhao Qi frowned, he suddenly raised his head. His panic turned into a sneer, and he pushed out with one hand as fast as lightning.
The five slender fingers gradually glowed with black light, and finally the palm became completely black.
Zhao Qi encountered such a change, but he took a step back, his magic power surged rapidly, like the Yangtze River, suddenly bursting out.
Endless mana blasted out and rushed out violently without any rules.
But this magical power is cold and deep, just like being in the netherworld, the cold freezing the soul.
Xuan Yin Qi.
The mana is dark in color, like the mighty surge of black water.
Now there is no longer any cover, and the true face has been revealed, which is the magic power of Xuanyin Black Water.
Once this magic power was released, Zhao Qi's strength was more than three to five times more powerful than when he was in trouble during the day.
The Qi of Xuanyin ranks twenty-fourth, and the foundation cast by this is so strong.
This is the foundation for the great sects in the world to dominate the world. It is not comparable to the Xijiang Sword Sect. This is also Zhao Qi's hidden trump card.
During the day, he encountered a life and death crisis, but Zhao Qi still hid his strength and did not dare to use the magic power of Xuanyin Black Water, because the magic power of Xuanyin Black Water was so iconic that anyone could tell Zhao Qi's background at a glance.
The five fingers have turned into claws, and the sharp energy tears the sky. The black water mana of Xuanyin that rolls in continues to be torn apart and spreads in all directions.
Feng Wuhan shredded the black water mana of Xuanyin head-on. His dark palm inserted into Zhao Qi's chest. The flesh and blood began to collapse, and finally touched the dense white bones.
When the claws continued to move forward, Zhao Qi had already pulled away. With the help of Xuanyin Black Water's magic power to block it for a moment, Zhao Qi had successfully bought time.
He was seriously injured in exchange for life.
An ordinary warrior would undoubtedly die from such an injury, but for a third-level master, this was just a serious injury that only affected his strength. If he started treatment at this time, he could recover as before.
The ninth level of martial arts is a process of continuous transcendence, especially after reaching the third level, which is already an inhuman level, half god and half devil.
"The Qi of Xuanyin."
"You are actually a disciple of the Yinji Sect."
"The Xijiang Sword Sect seems to be one of the nine outer sects of the Yinji Sect."
Feng Wushan laughed wildly, feeling proud and said excitedly: "Killing people from the Yinji Sect, the sect will receive many rewards."
Feng Wushan was like a gust of wind, rushing forward quickly and fiercely, the endless howling wind blowing out, surrounding him, like a demon in the wind.
A wonderful banquet was suddenly intercepted and killed.
Without thinking, Mr. Wang retreated decisively. Like a cannonball, he broke the window in an instant, rushed outside the banished immortal room, and left Xijiangyue Restaurant.
At the same time, Mr. Wang did not trick Dou Changsheng. As he ran away, he stretched his neck and shouted: "Captain Dou, run away."
The position where Wang Laoduan sat down, if nothing happened, would naturally mean nothing, but only at this moment could the importance be demonstrated.
If you encounter an accident, you can escape immediately.
With an excellent position and skillful movements, Mr. Wang rushed out of Xijiangyue Restaurant without encountering any unexpected situation at all.
After leaving Xijiangyue Restaurant, Mr. Wang immediately pulled his neck and roared loudly: "The Yinji Sect and the Tianmo Sect are fighting for their money."
"Come and support."
The sound was rolling, like thunder, sweeping across all directions in Lucheng instantly.
In an instant, countless people who had just fallen asleep were awakened, and their eyes began to peer towards the place where the sound came from.
Mr. Wang's actions were unexpected.
No one expected that a grandmaster would do such a thing.
Dou Changsheng glanced at him in surprise, never expecting that the usually aloof and powerful grandmaster would have such a shameless guy.
His nickname is a bit wrong, this is not moving in all directions, it is just rubbing oil on the soles of the feet.
With a quick glance, he looked at Zhao Qi. At this time, Zhao Qi was standing next to him, and the sneak attacker rushed towards him. If Dou Changsheng had drawn his sword, he would have been able to save Zhao Qi and stop the sneak attacker.
So Dou Changsheng immediately drew the knife.
The ice sword is unsheathed.
On the blade, which is as clear as jade, a bright moon is instantly outlined and formed.
As the Ice Soul Sword awakens again and again, now the recovery and awakening speed is extremely fast, and it is completed in an instant.
The cold air spreads out, and he slashes out with the beginning of winter.
This sword was intercepted in front of Zhao Qi to save Zhao Qi and intercept Feng Wuhe's attack.
Seeing this, Zhao Qi felt relieved. He had already taken out a bottle of pills from the storage space and put it directly into his mouth, intending to swallow a pill to suppress the injury.
As long as this wave can be resisted, the hope of survival will greatly increase. After all, there are three grandmasters present, and the combat power of one grandmaster is equivalent to four grandmasters.
Even if Mr. Wang runs away, there is still a great elder.
But the next moment, Zhao Qi's expression froze, because the sword that originally blocked Feng Wuhan from rescuing him suddenly changed in the middle. This sword was just a feint. After changing in the middle, it was slashed towards Feng Wuhan.
Down.
Tianxin's ice flames spit out instantly, and the speed at which the Ice Soul Sword was slashed suddenly increased by more than ten times.
[Shadowless Wind] is turned on.
Now Dou Changsheng is not an ordinary Dou, but a Golden Dou and a Silver Dou all in one.
Even if he does not fully activate the bloodline of gods and demons to revive Jin Dou and Yin Dou, he still has the abilities of Jin Dou and Yin Dou.
In the last battle, all our own masters held back.
Now that Zhao Qi has revealed the magic power of Xuanyin Black Water, Dou Changsheng has also revealed a trump card.
The Tianxin Ice Flame suddenly swept across, covering not only Feng Wuhei, but also Zhao Qi.