Qin Mu's hair stood on end, and he raised his hand to grab the spirit sword without thinking. Then his palm hurt and he was stabbed by the spirit sword.
"Mu..."
Granny Si couldn't help shouting, but the village chief glared at her and stopped talking.
Qin Mu grabbed the spirit sword. The spirit sword danced in his palm, causing more wounds on his palm and making his palm bloody and bloody. His strong vitality protected his palm and did not let this blow
The sword cut off his hand.
However, the next moment, the third spiritual sword broke away from the sword formation, and then came the fourth and fifth blows!
Qianqiu's eyes flashed, and the victory was determined. Qin Mu was younger than him, and he was already very strong for being able to practice to this point. However, after all, Qin Mu only had two hands, how many swords could he hold?
Suddenly, Qianqiu's pupils shrank suddenly, and Qin Mu grabbed his spiritual sword with both hands, as if he had dozens of arms!
Before his sword could be thrust out, Qin Mu grabbed the hilt!
The eighth form of the Eight Forms of Thunder Sound, Thousand-Armed Buddha!
Qianqiu's face changed slightly, his vitality trembled, and the spiritual swords in Qin Mu's hands were beating violently, almost breaking out of Qin Mu's hands. At the same time, several other swords stabbed Qin Mu's eyes and throat one after another!
At this moment, Qin Mu grasped the hilts of the five swords with both hands, and there were still seven swords left. These seven swords came at each other, and the swords whirled in the air, like a top, and were about to pierce his head.
, drilled a big hole in his throat!
Granny Si couldn't bear to look at it. Suddenly Qin Mu shouted loudly, and a huge amount of vitality burst out of his body. He rolled up the butcher's knife behind his back and slashed it off.
Dang clang——
These seven swords were cut off almost at the same time and fell to the ground at the same time!
"Such a thick vitality thread!"
Qianqiu was shocked. Qin Mu's sword came out of nowhere, leaving him completely unprepared. Moreover, Qin Mu's vitality threads were unreasonable at all. They were frighteningly thick, and the power contained in the sword was also unbelievably great!
And that pig-killing knife was actually incredibly sharp, sharper and tougher than a spiritual soldier.
With Qin Mu's powerful strength and the extremely sharp butcher's knife, it was easy to cut off his seven-mouthed spiritual sword!
Before the shock in his heart had receded, Qin Mu suddenly shook his hands and threw the five spiritual swords in his hands at him. The spiritual swords pierced the air and made a hissing sound at an unimaginable speed.
Qianqiu smiled, raised his palm, and the vitality threads whizzed out and rolled towards the five spiritual swords. At the same time, several more spiritual swords flew out of the sword pouch.
His sword pouch didn't look big, so it probably couldn't hold much, but the spirit swords flew out one after another, which was extremely weird.
Unexpectedly, Qianqiu's vitality threads had just wrapped around the five spiritual swords that were shot, and his expression immediately changed. Qin Mu's terrifying vitality was actually hidden in the sword body, and it was surging. His vitality threads had not yet wrapped around the spiritual sword.
Was defeated!
Qianqiu reacted very quickly, and the few spiritual swords that flew out of the sword bag immediately blocked the five spiritual swords that were shot at him.
At the same time, Qin Mu stepped forward and rushed forward. Qianqiu immediately reached out and pointed behind his back, and shot out another spiritual sword to meet Qin Mu!
A strange voice came from Qin Mu's mouth. The voice was short and passed by in a flash, but it contained an inexplicable rhythm. It was weird, strange, and sinister. Accompanying the voice was the seal of this young man, holding a flower as a seal, and the distance was
There are still more than ten feet in Qianqiu, far and near, just one print!
"Samoyed!"
Qianqiu felt the wind from his palm hitting his face, but it had no power. Just as he was about to focus on blocking the five spiritual swords, his soul suddenly flew out of his body and was sucked into Qin Mu's palm. He couldn't help but be frightened to death.
Duh! Duh! Duh! Duh! Duh!
Five consecutive soft sounds were heard, and without his control, the five spiritual swords shot into his body one after another, lifting his body high and falling backwards.
Bang——
The pillar hanging the butcher shop's flag in the center of the village shook, and Qianqiu's body was hung on it, with his head hanging down, motionless.
Qin Mu's palm was still bleeding, and he suddenly squeezed it hard, the blood squeaked, and Qianqiu's soul in his palm was crushed by him.
The Seal of Freedom for Heavenly Demons is good at destroying souls.
Qin Mu turned around and smiled: "Mother-in-law, I won."
Granny Si felt relieved and then got angry: "You bastard, if you break your hand, I'll beat you to death! You can't wipe blood on your body, and if your newly made clothes are dirty and can't be washed off, I'll beat you to death too!"
The village chief's eyes fell dimly on Mu Beifeng, who was sitting in front of him, and said: "Brother Mu, your disciple has been defeated. Do you want to take off the shroud, put it on him and put it in the coffin?"
Mu Beifeng raised his head, looked at Qianqiu's body hanging on the pillar, shook his head and said: "I will take his body back and bury him alive. But this little brother obviously has extremely profound cultivation, but he uses
What you are doing is magic power and magic sound, and the methods are so despicable that I despise you."
He was referring to the move that Qin Mu used to kill Qianqiu, the Heavenly Demon Free Seal. Although he had never seen this kind of seal, what came out of Qin Mu's mouth was a demonic sound, so of course Qin Mu used a demonic skill.
He could see that Qin Mu's cultivation was majestic and profound, much deeper than Qianqiu, but it seemed that he had not experienced much life and death, and was a little unable to let go, unable to fully display his strength.
To him, using magic skills to win is just a trick, which is disgraceful.
The village chief's eyes flashed. He didn't know where Qin Mu learned the magic technique. It was really an insidious method to pull the opponent's soul out of his body and refine him to death.
The only person in the village who was born in the authentic demonic path was Granny Si. Could it be that he taught it to Qin Mu?
The village chief said softly: "Mu'er, destroying people's souls will harm the peace of the world, so use this method as little as possible."
Qin Mu nodded quickly.
The village chief looked at Mu Beifeng across from him and said, "There are still eleven empty coffins."
Mu Beifeng lowered his eyebrows and said, "Now that the coffin and shroud are ready, it's natural to use them."
The village chief said: "Please."
Mu Beifeng stood up: "Please."
The Lijiang Water Dragon Formation started with a bang, and the ten masters of the Lijiang Sect behind him exploded with momentum, joining Mu Beifeng's momentum.
Wow——
The river was surging and the water vapor filled the air. Suddenly, a long river appeared in the small village of the disabled, and the water waves surged into the sky!
This kind of flowing water is exactly the Lijiang River in the south of Daxu!
Mu Beifeng and the ten Lijiang Sect masters stood on the small surging Lijiang River, and saw countless flying swords in the Lijiang River shuttle back and forth in the river, shining with silver light, like extremely small swimming fish.
The Lijiang School is famous for its swordsmanship. The swordsmanship of this sect is at the top level in southern Xinjiang. The ten masters of the Lijiang River and the headmaster Mu Beifeng performed the Lijiang Water Dragon Formation. The number of flying swords used was incredible.
Imagine!
When Granny Si was fighting with the Five Elders of the Lijiang River, Qi Yanbing, the leader of the Five Elders of the Lijiang River, had 6,842 swords hidden in his sword pill, which was already a terrifying number.
And now the swords in the Lijiang Water Dragon Formation are ten times as many as the swords hidden in Qi Yanbing's sword pills!
Tens of thousands of flying swords formed a dragon in the water, a silver dragon composed of flying swords, and countless sword lights circulated in the body of the silver dragon. These swords are in constant motion and are about to make waves!
Qin Mu had never seen such a terrifying sword formation before, and he couldn't even imagine it!
With one strike of the sword formation, I'm afraid it can destroy the village of the disabled!
The village chief was still leaning on the stretcher, and his expression did not change much as he faced the terrifying sword array in front of him. He said softly: "Blind man."
The blind man looked up, as if he was looking at the mystery of the Lijiang Water Dragon Formation, but his eye sockets were empty. Without eyeballs, how could he see?
Countless sharp swords made sharp whistles, like an angry dragon bursting out with its ferocious side, rushing through the air towards Canlao Village like a blanket of overwhelming force!
The blind man raised his bamboo stick with one hand, pointed it at the countless sword lights, and chanted softly: "I have dragon-slaying skills, and I can break the Li River today——"
Ding.
A crisp collision sound drowned out the whistling sounds of all the sharp swords, and then the body of the silver dragon that seemed capable of destroying everything stiffened in mid-air, and then countless swords rained down with a clatter, and stuck on the ground.
The blind man gently lifted up his bamboo stick, and the small Lijiang River formed by the huge water was actually lifted up by his stick. As the Lijiang River collapsed, it could no longer form the shape of the big river, and large sheets of water fell from the sky.
The blind man kept chanting, walking in the water with his soles not touching the water, tapping the bamboo stick in his hand. A Lijiang master was tapped by him, his eyebrows exploded, and the tip of the stick came out from the back of his head.
The other person raised his hand to resist, and the bamboo stick passed through his palm, and then pierced his chest.
The blind man walked from the head of the Lijiang River to the end of the Lijiang River. Corpses fell from the air behind him. Then he met Mu Beifeng. The two of them passed each other. At this moment, Qin Mu couldn't see how many times the two of them had fought.
How many magical powers have been used.
Mu Beifeng landed and took two steps forward.
When the blind man said "Today the Li River broke out", the word "jiang" had just been spoken, but the pronunciation of the word had not yet hit the ground.
"Blind man, I know who you are, but I didn't expect you to be hiding here, let alone that you could still have such strength after your eyes were destroyed!"
When Mu Beifeng said these words, his face suddenly turned pale. He sat down in front of the village chief and said softly: "We, the Lijiang Sword Sect, live by the river. The custom is to bury the body in water. No soil will be seen on the body. Please ask Brother Dao to do it."
The village chief nodded slightly: "Don't worry, the river is right at the door."
"You can see the magic gun and die without regrets!"
Mu Beifeng breathed out his last breath and died with a smile on his face.
Qin Mu walked around behind him and was startled when he saw a big hole was stabbed in the back of Mu Beifeng's head.