Chapter 114: The Power of Half-Step Sword Intent

Zhang Wutie looked at the person in front of him who didn't have any outstanding place, and muttered in his heart, where is this person powerful, there is no outstanding place, with a straight face, cold and cold, it shouldn't be amazing.

Thinking about it, Zhang Wutie's self-confidence regained a little.

Qian Wufang didn't expect that junior to give up a chance and admit defeat by himself, the man in front of him would be more powerful than the woman according to him, but it should not be stronger than the spirit weapon. The spirit weapon is a weapon used by a martial artist in the innate stage, and even if it is a low-grade spirit weapon, its power is also extremely great.

"You guys are underestimating me too much, and you actually changed people halfway, I will let you know what the price you will pay for this move."

Zhang Wutie took out the spiritual weapon given to him by the Qian family, it was a whip, emitting this purple glow, and there were some barbs on it, once used, these barbs could stab people to death.

Zhang Wutie brandished his whip and attacked Su Qi at an extremely fast speed.

I saw Su Qi standing still, he had just recognized a third brother, it was necessary to show the third brother his strength, otherwise he would hide it, and let the third brother look down on him.

The silver sword in his hand was facing Zhang Wutie, and the unchanged iceberg face also changed at this moment, the corners of his mouth faintly went up, and a trace of laughter formed, as if there was a thunderbolt flashing in his eyes, lining him like a thunder god at the moment.

"Really? Just now, the second sister played a bit of prestige, I, who is the eldest brother, if I don't show some strength, I won't be able to convince the public, you are also unlucky, when you meet me, I am not as gentle as the second sister. ”

After speaking, on the silver sword, which originally seemed to be in no danger, there were small blue rays, and in less than a breath, the thin rays gradually became thicker, and finally showed its appearance, it was a line of thunder and lightning, the coercion on the thunder and lightning, Zhang Wutie, who was not far from this, felt it most clearly, the thunder in his eyes, as if it was not only on the silver sword, but appeared in the sky, and there was a thousand thunderbolts.

He became an ant, and under the majesty of the sky, it seemed to be destroyed. He was scared, how could a warrior fight with the sky, there seemed to be an extremely terrifying aura in the thunder and lightning, he couldn't win, how could he win if he fought with the sky.

Zhang Wutie has only one thought now, that is, no matter what this game is, the spirit weapon in his hand makes him feel very sticky.

The thunder is getting bigger and bigger, and the brilliance of the silver sword seems to be shaking the heavens and the earth, and the thunder has really reached ten thousand feet at this moment.

"Martial arts, slash the wind and clouds."

In the sky, a huge sword shadow appeared, and on the sword shadow, there was a lot of thunder, and at this time, there was no wind on the field, and there were gusts of wind, first a breeze, then a violent wind, and then a storm.

The wind blew the hem of Su Qi's clothes, and at this moment he seemed to have become a god of war, slashing demons with a sword.

Zhang Wutie was standing in the center of the storm at the moment, the pressure was very huge, the wind that came out of nothing seemed to be harsher than the usual wind, his body couldn't support it, and the huge sword gave him endless pressure. Now, the sword is coming.

Su Qi's hand holding the sword waved, and the huge sword came to Zhang Wutie's side at an unstoppable speed, and the thunder above was roaring, and it actually turned into a snake one by one, with a hideous expression, and opened its mouth wide, wanting to devour Zhang Wutie.

"No !!" Zhang Wutie shouted, he wanted to fight to the death, and the true yuan of his whole body rushed into the spirit sword, and the spirit weapon instantly emitted a cyan light, and that cyan light enveloped Zhang Wutie.

The giant sword collided with the cyan light, and the thunder and lightning instantly ran rampant in the cyan light, gradually spreading the cyan light, and finally, when the last cyan light was expelled, revealing the figure of Zhang Wutie inside, he was standing on the stage at this moment, his face was panicked, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

In front of his forehead, there was a slender wound, it was a wound cut out of a small sword, it turned out that in the sword composed of a huge true yuan, there was a small sword, and that small sword gathered Su Qi's half-step sword intent, and the degree of sharpness was no worse than that of a spiritual weapon.

"What's the matter, why is that Zhang Wutie standing still?"

"Yes! Even the one named Su Qi stood there motionless, not knowing what the two of them were doing? ”

As soon as the sound below started, only a "bang" was heard, Zhang Wutie's body fell to the ground silently, the spiritual weapon in his hand was released, and the tiger's mouth on his palm was already cracked, and blood flowed out.

Only now can people see clearly that there is a small sword mark on Zhang Wutie's forehead.

"What's going on? That Zhang Wutie is dead! ”

"It seems that that Zhang Wutie died at the hands of that person."

"But I didn't see anything clearly, how he did it."

"Me too."

"Me too."

Su Qi's body standing in place saw Zhang Wutie fall to the ground, and he also moved, his face turned cold again, and there was no more fierce aura on his body, and he became the kind of person who had no attack at all when he just came on stage, and slowly walked off the stage.

But at this moment, no one laughed at him like just now, everyone's eyes were surprised, and the martial artists who saw it in the audience may not know how Zhang Wutie died at the hands of Su Qi, but the innate martial artists of the Ling family and the Qian family saw clearly what the last fatal thing was.

Sword intent.

Although the sword intent does not feel very clear now, but the sword intent is indeed hidden in the sword moves, his cultivation is only in the condensation period, and he will comprehend the sword intent, such a talent, the first time the old man Ling has seen it, and Qian Wufang has also seen it for the first time, while being shocked, the killing intent in his heart is even stronger, the two people with such high talents, since my Qian family has already fought with each other, they can only cut the grass and get out of the roots.

Qian Wufang's hatred and killing intent at the moment, Su Qi felt it, glanced at Qian Wufang and the Qian family's camp, and snorted coldly in his heart, since this Qian family is looking for death, then I can also fulfill them, Meng Lao already has a chance to make a move, a congenital martial artist, not unkillable.

Thinking about it, Su Qi came to Xu Moqian's side.

"Third brother, do you see it, this is our eldest brother's ability, amazing! In fact, your second sister and I are also very powerful, but unfortunately, I have always been able to surpass, otherwise, I would also be a gangster eldest sister. ”

Xu Moqian hooked Wei Yan's neck and rubbed Wei Yan's hair, these third brothers, they don't want to fight to death, they look like ten strong men, but how can they be so simple!

Wei Yan's face was a little red, it was the first time he was held like this by a woman younger than him, but why did he feel that his back was cold, what was going on? Wei Yan looked behind him and wondered what it was?

Wei Yan turned his head with difficulty, and what he saw in his eyes startled him, it was a pair of dark eyes, but in his eyes, countless thunderbolts flashed, and he shivered, alas, oh my god! The big brother's eyes are too scary. The pen book is very lacking in collection, lack of recommendation, everyone, can you give the pen a little motivation!!