Zhiqiu sneered and said: "I have a sword in my hand, but you have empty hands. You are seriously injured, but I am in my prime. If I can't do anything to you in this situation now, then how can I still be here in the future?"
Hanging around here? Why should I talk about life?"
"Then give it a try. " Xu Zhe said with a slight smile: "I have always believed that in this world, evil cannot prevail over good."
"It's a good saying that evil prevails over good. It's a pity that you are destined to die here today." Zhiqiu sneered, flicked the long sword in his right hand, and then suddenly pointed forward and took it straight to Xu Zhe's chest...
This sword was used very powerfully. The long sword in his hand cut through the void, leaving a faint trail in mid-air. This was the strongest sword Zhiqiu had ever wielded. He believed that with this sword, he would definitely be able to kill many people.
Zhe had several holes pierced in his body.
But things come as they wish, and Xu Zhe's figures passed by each other, and with an inexplicable movement, he ducked behind Zhiqiu, and then gently slapped him on the back.
This palm did not use much force, it just slapped Zhiqiu's figure and staggered forward a few steps. Zhiqiu's body lunged forward, making him look a little embarrassed.
Zhiqiu turned around, looked at Xu Zhe coldly and said, "This move of yours can definitely kill me."
Yes, Xu Zhe's palm just now could completely crack his spine. Although Xu Zhe's current cultivation level is not good, the palm just now can still seriously injure a person.
But he didn't do that. Zhiqiu was a little strange and a little angry...
The strange thing is why he still shows mercy to him when he has already betrayed him. The angry thing is...he feels that Xu Zhe is looking down on himself when he shows mercy to him.
"This palm is based on the more than ten years of master-disciple relationship between us." Xu Zhe said lightly: "No matter how hateful you are, there is one thing that I cannot question, that is, I am your master.
, you are the apprentice I trained with my own hands, and to be honest, I can’t bear to do anything to you.”
When Xu Zhe said this, his right hand trembled slightly. He really couldn't bear to attack his apprentice. Zhiqiu was his apprentice from a high-level education. Although he took the wrong path, Xu Zhe was still willing to give him a way out.
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"Are you hoping that my suffering will be endless and I will be able to turn back to the shore?" Zhiqiu sneered.
"Yes, I am hoping that you will come back and make peace." Xu Zhe nodded.
"It's a pity that I can't look back. Even if I look back, what's behind me is not the shore but the vast ocean." Zhiqiu sighed and said, "You will pay the price for everything you have done. Don't you?"
Kill me and you will regret it."
"I won't, because you are my apprentice and I am willing to give you a chance." Xu Zhe shook his head.
"Haha, you are mistaken, I am no longer your disciple." Zhiqiu sneered.
"Zhiqiu, how could you do this? How could you do this to Master...you promised me." At this moment, Liang Feng suddenly woke up. He got up and asked Zhiqiu: "Why did you do it to Master?"
Poison, why?”
What Liang Feng couldn't accept the most was that his respectable senior brother could poison his master, and he still passed the poison he gave to his master, which made Liang Feng angry and hurt.
Although Xu Zhe has never taught him Chinese medicine and has always asked him to learn some basic things, he is not angry because of it. He knows that the master has always been for his own good.
But he didn't understand why Zhiqiu did this to his master. You must know that his master always trusted him. If it weren't for Ye Haoxuan, he would still trust him.
How could he do this? He wanted to question Zhiqiu and ask him why he did this to his master?
Zhiqiu's face gradually turned ferocious. Looking at Liang Feng who was questioning him loudly, he suddenly sent the long sword forward and pierced Liang Feng's chest.
Liang Feng's eyes widened. He looked at the sword piercing his chest in disbelief. He never thought that his senior brother, who always looked kind and friendly, would suddenly attack him.
"You...you..." Liang Feng grabbed Zhiqiu's shoulders with both hands. He was speechless. Blood gushed out from his mouth, instantly dyeing Zhiqiu's robe red.
"Haha, what am I?" Liang Feng's expression was a little ferocious. He stared at Liang Feng coldly and said, "Being in the same family as you is simply an insult to me. Liang Feng, go in peace."
Liang Feng grabbed Zhiqiu's shoulders with both hands, and the vitality in his eyes quickly disappeared.
"Liang Feng..." Xu Zhe was filled with grief and anger. His heart was as painful as a knife. Although he was not a spiritual disciple, he was still his disciple. Because of his momentary kindness, he actually ended Liang Feng's life.
This is something he doesn't want to see at all.
Pulling out the sword in his hand and throwing Liang Feng's body aside, Zhiqiu sneered and said: "Look, Xu Zhe, this is what you call kindness, this is what you call morality, haha, it was you who killed him
Don't you feel guilty at all for killing your disciple?"
"Liang Feng... I'm my teacher, I'm sorry for you." Xu Zhe murmured, and he slowly stood up straight.
Xu Zhe's body has always looked a little rickety due to the serious injuries he suffered in the past few days. After being poisoned, he seemed to have aged more than ten years overnight.
But at this moment, he stood up, and his figure seemed to have grown much taller. The energetic Xu Zhe seemed to be back at this moment.
Xu Zhe's eyebrows showed two red marks, which were the special features of the Qi he practiced. At this moment, Xu Zhe forcibly penetrated the Qi, allowing his strength to increase instantly.
He grabbed it in the air with his right hand, and the feather duster hanging on the wall shook violently. Suddenly, a black shadow flashed, and the feather duster suddenly fell back into Xu Zhe's hand.
"Your strength can recover so quickly. The pure Yang Qi you taught me cannot be so powerful." Zhiqiu was startled. He looked at Xu Zhe who had returned to the peak of his strength in surprise.
It's hard to get back the time.
"You are my apprentice. Even if I close my eyes, I can still clean up the house." Xu Zhe said this with murderous intent: "Normally, I am too pampered to you and make you think you are a genius.
Make you think that everything in this world is yours for granted."
"I hurt you." Xu Zhe shook his head and said, "I trained you with my own hands. Now, I want to destroy you with my own hands."
"Xu Zhe..." Zhiqiu gritted his teeth and looked at his master. He suddenly rushed forward, his cultivation reaching the extreme. He shouted loudly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly moved forward, and the long sword faintly appeared.
A sound of dragon roar.
This was the ultimate expression of zhenqi. Zhiqiu knew that the gap between himself and his master was huge, so he tried his best as soon as he made a move. He really didn't expect that Xu Zhe would have a backup plan.
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This sword attack was the strongest in his life.
Xu Zhe put his hand behind his back, and the feather duster in his hand shook violently, and chicken feathers flew for a moment. He looked at the sword that was getting closer and closer, his eyes flashed, and then he stepped forward and waved his right hand slightly.
Although he waved it lightly and lightly, at this moment, it seemed as if the world had changed.
Ding ding... Along with several crisp sounds, the long sword in Zhiqiu's hand suddenly broke into several pieces, and then a powerful infuriating energy rushed towards him from the opposite side. He groaned and retreated uncontrollably.
, hit the wall hard with a bang, and then bounced back, lying on the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"you you……"
Zhiqiu pointed at Xu Zhe. He couldn't say a word now. He didn't expect that he was defeated so completely. Xu Zhe just swiped lightly and killed him on the spot.
Yes, it was an instant kill. The master was worthy of being a master. In front of Xu Zhe, he had absolutely no power to fight back.
He struggled to stand up, reached into his arms with his right hand, and a pistol suddenly appeared in his hand.
The pistol in his hand was pointed at Xu Zhe, and he said coldly: "Xu Zhe, I admit that you are very strong, beyond my expectation, but you can't be faster than the gun in my hand. You
Try taking a step forward."
"Degenerate." Xu Zhe shook his head and said, "Do you really think thermal weapons are powerful?"
"Haha, hot weapons are indeed powerful. No matter how fast the sword in your hand is, it can't be faster than the gun in my hand. If you don't believe me, just take a step forward and try." Zhiqiu sneered. He suddenly pulled the trigger with his right hand, and bang
There was a gunshot and a bullet flew towards Xu Zhe.
Xu Zhe's figure suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes. He dodged the pistol in Zhiqiu's hand very quickly, and then suddenly appeared in front of Zhiqiu's eyes.
"You..." Zhiqiu was shocked. He raised his right hand and was about to shoot again.
The feather duster in Xu Zhe's hand shook, and with a click, the gun in Zhi Qiu's hand deformed and fell to the ground. At the same time, the feather duster in Xu Zhe's hand was pointed at his throat.
"I remember teaching you that the most powerful thing in the world is ancient martial arts. Haha, today's hot weapons are nothing compared to real ancient warriors. But you actually stooped to use this thing against me. You
Don’t you think this is a bit ridiculous?”
"Xu Zhe, if I fall into your hands, kill me if you want. Stop talking so much nonsense." Zhiqiu stared at Xu Zhe coldly.
"I must kill you, but if I kill you like this, isn't it too easy for you?" Xu Zhe sneered, and suddenly he flipped the feather duster in his right hand and suddenly pulled it toward Zhiqiu.
Ah... Zhiqiu screamed. The feather duster in Xu Zhe's hand was specially made. He slapped himself, as if he was getting an electric shock, and then a burning sensation gradually expanded in his body.
After Xu Zhe took out a duster, he no longer hesitated. He raised the duster in his hand and slapped Zhiqiu's body one by one. The feather duster in his hand seemed to be made of steel. Every time he took out the duster, Zhiqiu would