Shen Qiu staggered Qingqing, who was asleep, back to the room.

He staggered back to his room.

As he closed the door, he opened his eyes, his forehead covered with cold sweat.

He was really afraid.

When the mountain ghost held the sword just now, the killing intent emanating from his body was real, just like when Gongsun Yu killed those people from the Northern Dynasties.

Shen Qiu was really afraid that the mountain ghost would raise his hand and give him a sword.

If the mountain ghost really wanted to kill him, this time he wouldn't be able to escape it no matter what.

When he joined hands with the mountain ghost to kill the enemy last night, Shen Qiu had already noticed that the mountain ghost had changed his swordsmanship starting style.

That guy was a genius.

was only tricked once by Shen Qiu with his cleverness, and he immediately made up for his shortcomings.

It's okay, it's okay.

Before the final showdown, his strategy of the mountain ghost finally reached at least 80%, and he had already gained the trust of the mountain ghost and became a friend of the mountain ghost.

It's a calculation, that's right.

But that friendship is not fake.

People are not grass and trees, who can be ruthless, not to mention, Shen Qiu is not a ruthless and unrighteous person, he is just... How so?

Compared with Qingqing girl, he is more realistic.

Shen Qiu looked out through the crack in the door, the mountain ghost was processing the barbecued venison, his movements were calm and gentle, and he put on the ghost face again, no different from before.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned around and placed the Shadow Bearing Sword in his hand on the table.

This is the first time he has seen this one so closely, and it is said to be a Taoist weapon left by the Taihang Immortal Gate that was destroyed overnight more than 20 years ago.

From a distance, it looks like a piece of iron.

But up close, the sword has some other decorations.

The blade is slender and the hilt is rounded.

There is no sword spine, and there is no sword spine in the conventional sense.

It was more than four feet long, with three fingers at its widest point, and the tip of the blade was rounded and curved, but only two fingers wide, like an irregular trapezoid.

The whole is like a bare black blade, which is said to be a sword, but it is more like a natural thing.

The so-called gods are born without the slightest carving.

Shen Qiu took advantage of the light outside the window to raise Chengying, this sword was light and fluttering, and in the darkness in the corner of the house, it did not shine.

Waving in the sun, there is no sharpness.

But with the twist of Shen Qiu's wrist, a faint shadow of the sword appeared, turning into a deadly weapon in the hands of the sword wielder.

It was cold to the hand, but it was quite silent, like a sleeping person, ignoring everything in the world, Shen Qiu had a feeling that even if it was a mountain ghost, he could not wake up this cold channel.

It's just a matter of borrowing its sharpness.

"What do those immortal cultivators think?"

Shen Qiu stretched out his finger and flicked it lightly on the Chengying Sword.

The sword emits an ethereal echo, like a special instrument played on the surface of the water, and when you close your eyes, you can imagine the ripples of the water spreading out.

It's a nice sound.

Well, if it sounds good, it's definitely a good thing.

"It's a great thing to make a Taoist device, and you can hear the name, but why not give it a facelift?"

Shen Qiu complained:

"The sword is a good sword, but it looks too ugly, huh... Why are there still tooth marks on it? ”

Shen Qiu's fingers stroked the edge of the Chengying sword blade, his expression was strange, although he couldn't see it, but his fingers could feel it, there were four small tooth marks on the blade of this weapon.

It looks like the bite of a beast's sharp teeth.

"Qingqing said that the fall of the Taihang Immortal Gate seems to be because those immortal cultivators went crazy and wanted to capture the calamity brought about by the strange beasts that fell from the sky to refine the medicine, that is to say, this tooth mark was left by those foreign beasts?"

Shen Qiumo rubbed his chin, and he said:

"The size of this tooth mark looks like a cat. Is the Beast a Cat? Is it a nine-tailed cat? Or a folded ear cat? It can't be a big orange cat, right? ”

Shen Qiu complained.

Ever since he held the Chengying Sword, the sword jade hanging under his wrist was shaking wildly.

Obviously, this sword jade was once again hit by Chengying.

But the working principle of the sword jade, Shen Qiu still hasn't understood too much.

In addition to being able to restrain the souls of people in the martial arts who were killed by Shen Qiu, it seems that it can also capture the phantoms of people in the martial arts in the contact room, and throw them into the dream realm of Jianyu in a completely simulated way.

When a phantom is killed, it can last for a long time, and a phantom that can be touched will naturally dissipate after being challenged several times.

The higher the strength, the fewer times the Phantom will be challenged.

Shen Qiu didn't know what would happen after those phantoms were killed in his dream.

But he knew he would get the answer tonight.

"Come on, Shadow Baby."

Shen Qiu chuckled, he took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on the bed, and carefully placed the Chengying Sword on his knees.

It's too sharp.

If he was not careful, Shen Qiu would lose a finger, or a hand.

He took a deep breath, his left hand resting on the hilt of the Chengying sword, and his right hand resting on his hand, where two hand axes were stacked, which would be the "equipment" he would use to challenge Uncle Chabao tonight.

Shen Qiu's qi sank into the dantian, letting the true qi circulate in his body, concentrating and calming his qi, and in the slight trembling of the sword jade, his eyes darkened, and then lit up.

Shen Qiu opened his eyes.

In the dream in front of him, it would be very lively.

In addition to the old phantoms formed by Cha Bao, Gongsun Yu and Chengying Sword, there are also new "guests".

That Lord Totong.

and the 7 subordinates under his command who were loyal and followed Lord Dutong across the underworld and yang world to this place.

They lined up in a row, like the ragged young ladies in the clubhouse, waiting for Shen Qiu's "good luck", while Shen Qiu was holding a double axe and carrying the Chengying Sword behind his back, standing in place, tilting his head to look at them.

"Let's warm up first."

Shen Qiu moved his shoulders and walked towards a black-clothed guard of the Northern Dynasty wearing a mask.

The background of the dream suddenly changed, Shen Qiu and the black-clothed guard returned to the dark night woods of Taihang Mountain, the night owl roared for a long time, harsh and ugly, and the two of them did not talk nonsense.

The black-clothed guard pulled out the Yanling knife, and Shen Qiu grabbed the hand axe.

The two fought together.

Nearly 1 minute later, Shen Qiu slashed the black-clothed guard phantom in front of him with an axe, this was the first time he had killed an opponent in the Sword Jade Dream Realm.

He's looking forward to what comes next.

Under Shen Qiu's gaze, the shattered phantom quickly dissipated, like a storm of quicksand that gathered endlessly, hovering in front of Shen Qiu's eyes.

The point of light jumped, as if calling Shen Qiu to touch it.

"Sure enough, I guessed it right, treasure chest!"

Shen Qiu smiled and pinned the double axe to his waist.

He rubbed his hands together like flies and reached for the storm of light in front of him.

The moment Shen Qiu's fingers touched the point of light, the picture in front of him changed rapidly, and the remnants of his memory were forcibly stuffed into Shen Qiu's mind, making him have a headache at this moment.

But the pain comes and goes quickly.

Shen Qiu rubbed his forehead and stood up, he had some more pictures in his mind of this black-clothed guard when he was practicing martial arts.

There is only a picture of practicing martial arts, and there is no other memory, including the name of this guy, the background or anything, nothing.

Moreover, those memories of practicing martial arts were not "imprinted" into Shen Qiu's body, and there was no more perception of using sword techniques or anything like that, just pure memories.

It's like a martial arts cheat book that can be moved, and to master this sword technique, Shen Qiu needs to practice it himself.

"That's enough."

Shen Qiu was not disappointed.

He didn't want to ascend to the sky in one step, just like the soul dementoring, and get all the understanding and knowledge of others, just like cramming education.

In fact, if Jian Yu was really that "smart", Shen Qiu would have to worry about it instead.

As a modern soul in the era of the information explosion, Shen Qiu never lacked any thrilling stories of his grandfather snatching up and being reborn in his mind.

There will be no pie in the sky.

Even if it does fall, you have to be careful not to be stoned to death before eating the cake.

Shen Qiu probably figured it out now.

This kendama is an "information collector" that exceeds common sense.

It is only responsible for collecting martial arts information.

As for how to use it, that's the matter of the sword jade master.

As for why you came up with a challenge mode, it's probably some kind of "insurance mechanism".

"Qingqing, that girl, has told me too many similar stories."

Shen Qiu shook his head and looked at the other phantoms, and he said:

"A teenager who encounters an adventure happily learns advanced exercises, but as a result, he is not talented enough, or he can't control his own thoughts, and as a result, he is half-defeated in practice, and there are many people who burp directly on the street."

"Third-grade elementary school students rack their brains to do doctoral exercises, and the result is naturally only a brain crash."

"Although the peerless martial arts are good, you must have the life to learn them."

Shen Qiu shook his head and said a few words.

His true qi had almost recovered, and he no longer hesitated.

As if it was a sudden attack, he clasped his two-handed axe and pounced towards the black man Cha Bao, as if he was planning to take advantage of Cha Bao's inattention and slash him with a sword.

The idea is good, but it's clearly impossible.

At the moment when Shen Qiu's target locked on Cha Bao, the scene of the surrounding mountains and forests suddenly changed, and the two of them appeared in the bloody cave of Taihang Mountain.

Cha Bao smiled and pointed his hands together, in the wind and thunder, this martial arts master, his body was like lightning, and he went down the mountain and pounced on the emaciated young man.

He had practiced with Cha Bao hundreds of times, and had died hundreds of times under Cha Bao, which was enough for Shen Qiu to have a deep understanding of the Wind Thunder Finger.

Martial arts fingering belongs to Qimen martial arts.

The advantage is that the movements are fast, and because of the bare-handed fighting, the penetration of the attached true qi is extremely strong, and the destructive power is also first-class.

The disadvantage is that except for some perverted bosses who casually release their true qi to hurt people, all fingering martial arts must be hand-to-hand combat.

This determines that once you encounter an enemy with extremely high skills, it is easy to fall into a situation that is reversed.

Shen Qiu knew very well that his technique was far inferior to Cha Bao.

So if you want to defeat the black man, you have to abolish his hand first!

"Drink!"

Shen Qiu exhaled and spoke, and at the moment when Cha Bao pounced like a harrier eagle, the true qi flowing through his whole body exploded, like an accelerant being thrown into his heart, and in the crazy flow of blood, a strong force penetrated into Shen Qiu's body.

He swung his left-handed axe, broke the rope across the river with one move, and forced the left fingers of Cha Bao's stab to retreat.

At the moment when the figure opened to the side, the axe in his right hand was thrown outward.

Requirition Axe!

The high-speed rotating sharp axe brought a whistling sound that made people's scalps tingle, and Cha Bao couldn't dodge such a close-range flying axe attack.

He could only stagger his palms in front of him, and the black finger cuffs he was carrying collided with the axe, and its huge force dispersed Cha Bao's protective qi, forcing Cha Bao back to the ground.

"Huh"

The shadow of the sword came out, and the shadow of the sword danced wildly.

Shen Qiu hadn't learned swordsmanship, and he couldn't use the Immortal Ghost Sword like Gongsun Yu, he was using the method of using an axe to wield this Dao weapon spirit blade.

The action is vulgar and unaesthetically pleasing.

But the characteristics of the axe method are straightforward, simple and generous, and the destructive power is extremely strong among all weapons!

And this brutal and powerful move also has a domineering name.

Black Wind Axe Eighteen Styles... Uh, no!

Tiance breaks the axe and slaughters the tiger!

This sword was swung out, and Shen Qiu's mind came up with the posture of bursting out of the axe, and his movements at this time were almost the perfect posture of this move.

The true qi that erupted in the body, as well as the strength of the muscles themselves, all converged on this sword in a perfectly functioning way.

It is estimated that the Shadow Dao Vessel has never been used so crudely since it was forged.

But this does not prevent this sword from killing the Dao thousands of years ago from reproducing its majesty of slaying ghosts and destroying gods in this dream today.

Zha Bao opened his five fingers as he used to resist Shen Qiu's axe, turning into tiger claws.

He tried to use the sturdiness of his finger sleeve, and his own strength and true qi that far surpassed Shen Qiu, to push this sharp blade away, this move was very useful before.

But alas, this time, the finger sleeve can't protect him.

"Wow"

Flesh and bones erupted with a soft roar.

Cha Bao's left arm flew into the air in its entirety.

The Phantom doesn't cry out in pain, but it simulates it very realistically.

Cha Bao, who was cut off his arm, still had a touch of shock and fear on his swarthy face.

He staggered back, but his instinct as a warrior was still there, and his right hand curled up, and he unleashed another lightning and thunderous wind and thunder attack.

The finger stabbed like lightning towards Shen Qiu's forehead, who was about to lose his strength and his eyes were red.

But...

"Huh"

Chengying flew, and the small arm of his right arm, which was still trembling, flew out along with the entire palm.

The peerless blade is so unreasonable!

What kind of protective body, what kind of thousand forging body, what kind of martial arts...

Slash it with a sword!

"Smack"

The time for the True Qi outbreak ended at this moment, Shen Qiu's body shook a little, his whole body hurt, and every acupuncture point was complaining bitterly about the pain caused by the impact of True Qi.

It was like there were thousands of red-hot needles stimulating Shen Qiu's body.

It was a terrible feeling.

"Therefore, to use this true qi to explode in reality is to find death."

Shen Qiu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

His face was sallow, he looked like he was seriously ill, he felt so tired that he couldn't lift his fingers.

But in front of his eyes, Cha Bao, who lost both arms, was even more miserable.

The kung fu of this martial arts master is all on his fingers, and now his arms are abolished like a hanging shadow, just like a tiger with teeth extracted, and there is no longer a threat.

"Uncle Shi."

Shen Qiu held Chengying and walked step by step towards Cha Bao, who was lying on the ground struggling.

A slightly hideous smile appeared on his face.

He said to Chabao's apparition:

"Although you are dead, you have indeed taught me a lot in the few short hours that you and I have known each other."

"I don't know if it's really your ghost who appears here, or if it's just a brainless phant."

"But whatever it is, you're going to be relieved today."

Shen Qiu walked up to Cha Bao in a chatter, he held Chengying's sword hilt with both hands, and rubbed his left foot on Cha Bao's chest.

He said to Chabao:

"In my hometown, some people say that in this life, there are three deaths."

"When your heart stops, it's your biological death, which you've already experienced."

"When your friends and relatives gather in front of your coffin to say goodbye to you, it is your death in the social sense. But you, a martial arts scum, don't deserve a coffin graveyard, so we'll skip over this. ”

The shadow in Shen Qiu's hand stabbed downward, and the sharp and unparalleled blade easily broke through the flesh and blood of Chabao Phantom, shattering the heart.

The phantom dissipated.

Those points of light flew up from the ground, wrapped around Shen Qiu's body, and in his blurred gaze, they wrapped around the air in front of him, forming a small storm of light points flying.

Shen Qiu looked at the light, and he stretched out his hand towards the psychedelic light.

He said:

"Now, the last person who remembers you will also forget you forever."

"Uncle Shi, accept this final death."

"Go with peace of mind, I wish you to be a happy sand sculpture netizen in your next life, of course, you can also turn into a ghost and come to seek revenge on me!"

"Let me introduce myself again, Uncle Shi, my name is Shen Qiu, the righteous brother who was betrayed by you, and the unruly apprentice!"

"Don't look for the wrong person!"

PS：

Thanks to the sand sculpture netizens, everyone loves the Rubao brothers for their performances, the first boxed lunch of "Zuodao Jianghu" is served, eat it while it's hot.