Mojia forbidden arts.

The first time Shen Qiu knew about this, he learned about it from Mo Hei.

Mo Hei himself didn't say it too clearly, but just casually mentioned it, probably replacing human flesh and blood with tricks and making them into trap dolls.

Steely and iron-clad, tireless and fearless, he is the most terrible slayer in the world.

But Mo Hei himself didn't learn the forbidden art, that thing can only be learned by the Mo family masters of the past dynasties, so Mo Hei doesn't know that this kind of mechanism transformation.

Not only can you transform the puppet, but you can also transform yourself.

At this point, even Ai Dacha, who secretly learned the forbidden art, didn't expect it.

Or rather, this crazy guy thought of it, but didn't dare to try it on himself.

"Huh"

In the ruins of the piano platform, Wujiu Juzi pushed his mask that was about to be broken, and reached out to tear off the black robe that was full of holes on his body, revealing his close-fitting short clothes.

His chest, arms, waist and abdomen were all pierced with small needles of cow hair, and he looked quite terrifying, like a large hedgehog.

But like the arm, those small cow hair needles can only pierce the epidermis, but they can't pierce the body of Juzi at all.

Because there is no flesh on the body of Juzi that can pierce them.

"This Heavenly Secret Technique is the world's thaumaturgy created by the ancestor of my Mo family, who had a sense of the Heavenly Dao.

You stole the forbidden arts, and you also used the means of harming the Heavenly Dao to make the most basic Heavenly Machine Martial Guard. ”

Juzi moved his arms, and Qiankun was on his wrists.

As he walked towards Ai Dacha, who was shivering in a pool of blood, he reached out and grabbed the dislocated wrist, and with a click, the wrist was pushed back into place.

There was no pain on Juzi's face.

His tone was gentle, just like a master teaching an apprentice, and he said to the stunned Qingyang Demon Lord in front of him:

"However, I am very poor, but you have only learned the method of killing, and you have not been able to learn the essence of the heavenly machine.

Since the establishment of my Momen, I have talked about the way of love and do non-offensive things, even if I kill the strongest non-offensive ink sword style, in addition to the nine-point killing machine, there is still a way out.

It's the same with this Heavenly Secret Technique. ”

Wujiu Juzi said softly:

"It was never born for killing, it was my Momen ancestor's attempt to break through the shackles of flesh and blood, and to reach the realm of heaven and man.

The essence of the art of heavenly machines has never been to kill people and take bones, and cast martial guards.

It's about self-transformation and breaking through the limits. ”

"I'm in vain... Do you understand? ”

"Ahh

Faced with Wujiu Juzi's inquiry, the Qingyang Demon Monarch was like crazy.

He held his head as if the truth in his heart had been shattered.

He always thought that his master was an incompetent coward, sitting on the secret art of heavenly machines but never daring to try, he could only let the treasure be dusted.

This heavenly secret technique, only he Ai Dacha can play a real miracle.

But now, he saw it with his own eyes.

Wujiu Juzi, who has always been regarded as a coward, is far superior to him in the attainment of the secret art of the Heavenly Machine.

Juzi even skipped the layer of Tianji Wuwei and began to transform himself, and judging from the strange situation of his body, this transformation may have started more than ten years ago.

I haven't been able to find out...

He boasts that his mechanical attainments are the best in the world.

But what I saw today was like a slap in the face, smashing Ai Dacha's face, shattering his ignorance and arrogance.

In front of Wujiu Juzi, he was a step behind.

No, more than that.

It's like seeing the mountains recklessly when I was a child, blocking my way forward, standing under the mountains, shrouded in the shadow of the mountains.

Incomparably small, not to break through, not to break through at all.

Even the heart of challenge in my heart seems so ridiculous at this time.

It's like a child who is just starting to think about arguing with a bachelor.

He always thought he was a fierce eagle soaring in the sky, but he was just an ignorant chick.

"Ahh

Ai Dacha fell to his knees in a pool of blood and screamed again.

He was angry and bloody, and the mind that had been injured because of the practice of forbidden arts, once again had a faint pain, his big and small eyes were red, and half of his cheeks were paralyzed, and he also looked extremely fierce at this time.

"My disciple, come back to Mocheng with me."

Wujiu Juzi stopped three feet in front of Ai Dacha, and he stretched out his hand towards the painful Qingyang Demon Lord, and said:

"What you want to learn, what you want to try, I'll teach you everything...

I, disciple, will no longer scold you, restrain you, ignore you like I did more than ten years ago, I will try my best to cultivate you to be what I want and impose my will on you.

but ignore the torment of your nature, the pain of your daily life.

That's what I did badly, go back with the teacher, and I'll make amends. ”

The Qingyang Demon Lord raised his head tremblingly, looking at the hand stretched out in front of him, and the smile on Juzi's face.

For a moment, he felt the urge to hold...

"Get out!"

But that impulse was only for a moment, and it was dissipated in endless hatred, Ai Dacha frantically waved the wolf stick in his hand and pushed away the hand stretched out by the juzi.

He howled, like a madman, like a ghost, and dodged into the night.

Juzi's face changed, and he also lifted it, like a roc spreading its wings, catching up.

Ai Dacha is full of blood and heart, and he is already in a half-crazy state.

Just let a Heavenly List Demon Lord who was full of all kinds of murderous hidden weapons rush into the city, and Suzhou City was afraid that it would not be able to be saved.

What's more, in the city of Suzhou, there are also good and evil at war.

It is all his responsibility that Ai Dacha becomes what he is now.

He had to catch up.

He must take down this apprentice who is crazy because of him!

While Juzi and the outcasts were at war, there was another battlefield in the piano platform.

Of course, whether it is the scene, or the destructive power, or the martial arts competition, the two battlefields are not on the same level, and the battle between the Wujiu Juzi and the Qingyang Demon Lord has destroyed most of the qintai.

It's like a storm of wind passing through, leaving only ruins.

This side of the battlefield seems to be a little tepid.

But it only looks weaker.

Shen Qiu carried the shaking knife and pursued the fleeing Wu Wusheng, but after chasing, he found that Wu Wu was not trying to escape...

The young man who was holding the magic knife but was evil, and the direction of running was the direction in which the people of the Seven Absolute Sects retreated.

At first, Shen Qiu thought that he was going to meet up with the people of the Seven Peerless Sects, or retreat, or fight back.

But when Wu Wuming jumped into the crowd of the Seven Peerless Sects with an ominous red glow, Shen Qiu found that he was wrong.

Miss by a mile!

"Poof"

In the piercing ghost cry, the demonic red light swept through the neck of a seven-peer without mercy.

The magic knife hissed endlessly, and when the corpse fell to the ground, most of its blood had been absorbed by the magic knife.

The red light flashed again, and stabbed into the chest of another doorman at the shortest distance, and he screamed, the blood was quickly absorbed, but in the blink of an eye, the tall figure seemed to be a head shorter out of thin air.

Part of the blood absorbed by the magic knife was integrated into the evil blade body, but some of it was fed back by the magic knife to the seriously injured sorrowful lifeless.

The miserable wounds on the thin young man's body had not healed, but outside his body, there was also a demonic red glow like the Demon Knife, as if some kind of evil exercise had been urged.

Shen Qiu fell to the ground with the shaking light, and he didn't even have time to stop the magic knife from drawing blood.

However, the illusion of the sea of blood reflected after the awakening of the evil is not something that any martial artist can resist, at least these Seven Peerless Sect people can't resist.

In that place shrouded in demonic red light, the hearts of those disciples were filled with fear, and they couldn't even stop the evil killing.

In just a short moment, Wu Wusheng danced the magic knife, drawing a blood-colored arc in the night, like a deadly dance, and where the blood light went, the remaining five disciples fell to the ground at the same time.

In the terrible ghost cry, they were reduced to dry bones.

"Whew"

The slaughterer of his teammates turned around and pointed the buzzing demon knife in front of him, the demonic red light on his body flashing like the frequency of his heartbeat.

And Shen Qiu cautiously protected the shaking knife in front of him.

There was coldness in his eyes.

This will finally understand, why did the Seven Peerless Sect Master send the Evil Sword Master over, and send these martial arts disciples to send him to death?

These Seven Absolute Disciples are not here to slow down Shen Qiu's footsteps.

The purpose for them to follow the evil knife to the Qintai is actually only one, that is, to use the evil knife as a "blood bag".

In other words, real cannon fodder.

Is this the way people in the real Demon Cult behave?

It's really ruthless.

He was jaw-broken by Shen Qiu before, and he couldn't speak.

But there is no need to speak at this time.

His eyes had turned completely red, and the red light filled his entire socket from the pupils, like a demon from hell, and the blood light wrapped around his body continued to swallow.

This young man's mind has been controlled by the magic knife and has become a real sword slave.

Shen Qiu could even see that on the body that was worried and emaciated, there were several red rays of light that were rapidly moving along the meridians in the body.

It seemed that the route of the strange true qi was rotated, and with the rotation of the true qi, the arm that was cut off by the shaking light also resumed its action.

So weird?

His bones must have been broken.

"Roar!"

Shen Qiu knew that he couldn't wait any longer.

He roared, and rushed towards the magic knife in front of him with a humming light, and the moment he stepped into the five-foot knife circle, a viscous bloody aura rushed to his face.

It seems to be a real wind, and Shen Qiu's long hair is full of bloody wind, and there is an illusion of a sea of blood moving back and forth in front of him, and there is a sad ghost crying accompaniment.

It's just that the illusion is useless.

The light-shaking puppet knife intent protected Shen Qiu's sanity, making his knife style more and more violent and bursting.

Just like a whetstone grinding, when facing the Demon Knife, the lazy shaking light is also quickly awakening, and the fierce aura is blessed, making Shen Qiu's knife-style destructive power increase exponentially.

Shake the light couldn't stand the bewitching little blue pool in front of him scratching his head.

It's going to beat it up!

"Huh"

The sharp knife qi shot three times in a row, and the fierce murderous aura came to his face, and he didn't dodge or dodge without worrying about his life, and before the knife qi slashed into his body, he was engulfed and eliminated by the bloody sea of blood qi around him.

It is like a sea of blood that gulps up, engulfing all things and standing still.

Once the Blood Sea Demon Skill left by Mo Xie is exercised, it can corrode Qi strength, and it is a first-class Demon Dao Talisman Technique.

It's a pity that he is only a beginner, and he has to borrow other people's essence blood to activate it.

And Shen Qiu is a difficult opponent, his sword skills are still above the worries of the first time he came out of the mountain, and he has the same twelve-weapon treasure weapon as the evil to protect him, he can't absorb Shen Qiu's essence blood at all.

Naturally, it is impossible to use the Blood Sea Demon Skill to fight the enemy.

"Bell"

The Demon Demon Knife and the Seven Stars Shaking Light collided again, and Wu Wuxian took a step back, and used the magic power to resist the body.

But before he could swing his knife to fight back, he saw Shen Qiu smiling coldly in front of him.

Sacrifice your life!

Ninth!

"Bang"

The real thunder explosion exploded in the ears of Wu Wu, and the oppressive force from the magic knife in his hand increased three times in an instant.

Carrying the Blood Sea Demon Skill, he could only hear the roar of the tiger and the screaming ghost cry that was dissatisfied.

Shake the light is smirking wildly.

Because the evil has lost!

This magic knife loses!

The duel between the two treasure knives in the twelve weapons has come to an end, or is it better than the Seven Stars!

It is the first sword in the world!

To make ten thousand swords surrender!

"Poof"

When the cold light of the seven stars suddenly appeared, Shen Qiu's nine-point sacrificial sword slashed through the lifeless body like lightning, and danced a 270° whirl in the air.

What a sea of blood! What an immortal! What a magic knife is fierce!

Bah!

Try your best to slash it!

The young man holding the magic knife was cut by this knife from his shoulder to his left leg, and even the power of the magic knife could not lock the qi and blood gushing, and his whole body was soaked in blood.

The terrifying power that erupted in that moment was as if he had been hit head-on by a battering ram, and the whole person flew out with a roar, slamming into the pile of dry bones behind him.

Between the two of them, on the five-foot ground, they were also slashed to pieces by the sharp knife qi that Shen Qiu's knife unveiled out.

Fight against the sword, fight for the enemy...

Life and death, only in this moment!

"Bang"

The shaking knife was pressed against the ground, and Shen Qiu was panting.

This time, the nine-point explosion of sacrificing his body almost crushed all the Xue Ji True Qi in his body, and only the last trace was trying to protect the death points around his body.

The tingling sensation all over his body made Shen Qiu feel painful.

He knows what is most important right now.

He dragged the knife and swayed towards his eyes, and the young man's magic knife came out of his hand and was stuck a foot in front of him.

Without the protection of the magic knife, the blood from those wounds on his body gushed out like a faucet.

He crawled with difficulty, reaching out with trembling hands, trying to grasp the hilt of the buzzing evil sword.

"Be a good person in the next life!"

Shen Qiu no longer had the heart to talk to this suffering young man.

He raised the shaking light and pierced the left chest of Wu Wusheng with a knife, which was where the heart was, and the evil boy also vomited blood, and his body was pierced by the shaking light, like an insect pierced by a needle.

"Whew, Whew"

At this moment, Shen Qiu had already won, and he was reaching out to grab the magic knife that was inserted into the ground behind him, but in the air above, there were two figures chasing after him.

Crossing the sky from high in the sky is like the pursuit of the night owl and the roc.

"Don't come here!"

The terrifying and crazy roar of the Qingyang Demon Lord exploded in the sky like muffled thunder.

This thing no longer has the domineering spirit when it debuted, just like a bear child who witnessed the impossible and was frightened as a result.

Wujiu Juzi followed, and countless hidden weapons were thrown behind by Ai Dacha like a goddess scattering flowers, trying to hinder the old thing from approaching.

was thrown away by the fifty-nine juzi again with true qi.

"Boom"

A loud bang erupted in the night sky, and Shen Qiu felt as if he had been hit from behind by countless fists.

The Shaking Light Knife also came out of his hand, and the sorrow that should have died under his body howled like a wolf, and before the explosion of everything incinerated arrived, he buckled on the blade of the Demon Sword.

"Boom"

The fire that destroyed everything rose into the sky, and everything that existed around this pavilion was wiped out by an invisible hand.

As if he was caught in a violent wind, a black shadow smashed in front of Shen Qiu's eyes, hitting his forehead, and a feeling of dizziness hit, his last thought before he fell unconscious was... TV updates the fastest //

Finally won the battle, this Qingyang Demon Lord.

Gan Lin Niang...

：。 ：m.x