Tongwu Sect originated from the Five Immortals Concept, which has been inherited in the secular world for many years, and is the state religion of the Northern Dynasties, and naturally has many people.

But in terms of numbers, looking at the world, only the Holy Fire Sect of the Western Regions can compete.

And the martial arts inherited within the Witch Sect are also varied.

In addition to Shuoxue Xuangong, there are also peerless martial arts practiced by the sect master, such as the Cold Blood Peerless Sword, and there are many kinds of first, second, and third-rate martial arts.

There is no need to mention low-level martial arts, just talking about the advanced martial arts in this witch sect, there are four doors.

Lifting the body method to fall snow steps, like the night wind galloping.

The cold breath is invigorating, and the ice refers to it, if the sky falls on the frost.

The long soldier martial arts wind thunder stick is as fierce as wind and thunder.

There is also the strange knife technique made by the gray-clothed master in front of Shen Qiu, called the Blood Killing Ghost Knife, which is the basic sword technique of the Witch Sect's Peerless Cold Blood Peerless Sword.

The knife skills are very strong, and there are strange moves, like the autumn wind knife, the knife is very fast, and there are many tricks.

But what surprised Shen Qiu the most was that this evil sect sword technique actually had a method of drinking blood.

"Qiang"

In the snowy woodland, the two of them staggered, the greedy wolf knife and the bone knife were staggered, and the blade was pressed down, leaving an ice seal on the waist and abdomen of the gray-clothed master.

Shen Qiu turned around with a knife, he wiped his arm, there was a knife wound that had been cut.

The wound was hideously white, as if blood had been sucked out.

And in front of him, the gray-clothed master was already covered with scars.

In this knife competition, he obviously fell behind, but the bone knife in his hand was quite gloomy.

Not only because the bone knife itself was sharpened by some kind of beast bone, and the evil qi was divided into three parts, but also because on the jagged blade of the bone knife, there was also blood light floating, as if it was soaked in blood.

That blood was Shen Qiu's.

When the arm is scratched, blood is drawn from the wound, and every time it fights the knife-wielding man, there is a traction force that aggravates the wound on the arm.

"Your sword skills are really evil, but I'm curious."

Shen Qiu stretched out his hand and patted the wound on his arm, freezing the entire knife wound, which quieted the beating and almost ruptured blood vessels around the wound, and he looked at the gray-clothed knife-wielding man in front of him.

He said:

"The path of your Blood Demon Slaying Knife is somewhat similar to the Demon Sword of the Seven Peerless Sects, as well as the Blood Sea Demon Skill... Did they steal your martial arts, or did you steal them?

The Demon Sects do not talk about the inheritance of secret arts, but learn from each other? It seems that you are really not particular about people. ”

"You know a lot."

The gray-clothed master snorted and shook the bone knife in his hand, but did not answer Shen Qiu's question.

This attitude is probably a tacit acquiescence, and there is indeed some connection between these two martial arts.

"If you have learned from my teaching, and you call yourself a scattered person, you can join my teaching, and you can choose the glory and wealth of your choice."

The man said to Shen Qiu:

"Why should you be an enemy of my religion for something unimportant? What if you kill me tonight? The Northland has been completely sealed off, and you have not been able to find a ship in the harbor.

You're already winged!

It's better to surrender, my sect master, I have always been very fond of talented people. ”

"Really?"

Shen Qiu was holding the greedy wolf knife, between the swaying of the light yarn of the hat, within three feet of his body, the cold air was turning, and the snow was flying, he said:

"What glory and wealth don't mention first, I still have a question, I hope Brother Tai will answer honestly.

You have a kung fu called the Wind Thunder Stick in the Witch Sect, I also saw it just now, and it is indeed quite explosive, but I want to ask you, do you have a kung fu called 'Wind Thunder Finger'? ”

"Yes."

The gray-clothed master said frankly:

"That fingering technique is a master of my teaching, and it has been studied by the wind and thunder sticks, and it has been given to the disciples to practice, and occasionally it will be rewarded to the black-clothed guards to practice martial arts.

It's not a good martial art, and it's not as good as me teaching Xuan Bing Finger.

Since the young man knows how to know Xuan Bing, why do you still ask this? ”

Shen Qiu let out a sigh of relief, and he said:

"In your witch sect, there is one named Cha Bao?"

"I don't know."

The gray-clothed master shook his head and said impatiently:

"How many people do I teach? How do I remember everyone, who is Cha Bao Shaoxia? Friends, or elders? ”

"Enemy!"

Shen Qiu raised the greedy wolf, his fingers frozen, and held it on the blade, posing as if he were drawing a knife.

Under the face of the ghost, those eyes stared at the gray-clothed master in front of him, and he said:

"My master died under the fingers of the wind and thunder, rounding it up, and he also died at the hands of your witch sect people.

I had some pity for killing so many witch cultists for no reason.

Now my heart is happy.

I haven't killed enough thieves like you, and my master will definitely accuse me of being too lazy.

The warm-up is over, so get real! ”

"Wow"

The greedy wolf knife slashed across Shen Qiu's fingers, bringing a sharp hiss between the friction of the ice armor, and the snow under his feet exploded, like shrinking the ground into inches, and in an instant, it was a slash in the head, and the speed was as fast as lightning.

Knife drawing has won three of these flavors.

The gray-clothed master also reacted extremely quickly, and the bone knife in his hand was raised, accurately blocking this brute force attack, and when the blade was raised, Shen Qiu was pushed out.

But seeing the cold air and the snow flying, Shen Qiu's body was like a feather, and the moment he was pushed out, the knife style changed in an instant.

From extremely heavy to extremely light, the light and fluttering knife slashed like a leaf in the wind, and there was a cold air lingering on the blade.

The transition was quite natural and not a little difficult.

The fluttering blade shook, and ten true and false sword shadows slashed like a slash, forcing the gray-clothed master to use the cold pool in his body to the extreme.

Between the swings of the knife, Sen Han's knife qi danced out wildly, trying to force Shen Qiu to retreat.

But Shen Qiu doesn't retreat!

Sacrificing oneself for three points, the sword intent, and the cold air burst out at the same time.

It is like a protective air shield, dancing with a knife, a greedy wolf in his hand oppressing, and a bloody killing aura, just like a brave general on the battlefield.

Taking three steps forward, the gray-clothed master took three steps back, and when he saw the greedy wolf knife sweeping towards his neck with a ferocious and cold aura, he swung the bone knife again.

Under the strange move, between the blood light and the abundance, a blood light sword qi broke out.

The ferocity of the end rushed straight towards Shen Qiu.

The surrounding trees and woodlands were swaying endlessly between the cold wind and the true qi, and the snow of the entire woodland was like dust.

Let the two fight fiercely like dancing knives in the snow, and there is a different charm between the moves and deaths.

"Bang"

The bloody killing sword qi brushed Shen Qiu's moving body and looked behind, shattering the boulder and cutting the trees at the waist, but the opportunity was fleeting.

If this knife fails to break the enemy, we can only look at Shen Qiu's methods.

"Bang"

The light sound erupted in the Shen Qiu meridians, and he sacrificed his life to change to six points, and Shuoxue's true qi rioted, like a blizzard.

The gray-clothed master also cultivated the cold pool, which could resist the cold, but in the midst of this cold explosion, his body was covered with frost ice chips.

Even the eyes cost a point.

Bad!

Dangerous!

"Poof"

A faint cold knife light lit up in front of him, like a white dragon dancing, between the lightning and flint, the talisman was torn, and it was torn together, as well as the left hand of the gray-clothed man holding the knife.

The whole wrist flew behind him, and he plunged into the ground with a bone knife.

The arms were frozen and there was no blood flying.

The latter saw that the time for death had come, so he also burst out all the true qi in his body, his eyes were red, and he had no knife, so he raised his right hand and stabbed Shen Qiu's chest with his Xuan Bing finger qi.

"Poof"

His fingers hit the solid ice cubes, and the ice cubes scattered in all directions, and the energy entered his body, making Shen Qiu's movements slow down a little.

But the cold knife in his hand was lifted again, and without a trace of fireworks, the cold light flickered, and the right arm of the gray-clothed master was removed.

Shen Qiu withdrew the greedy wolf sword, and the other hand was combined into a finger sword.

In front of him, the wide-eyed gaze of the witch cultist, the wind and thunder sounded, stirring up the wind and snow.

The chaotic snow was like being carried by the wind, and it rushed forward with Shen Qiu's fingers.

Like a dragon in the snow.

"With the finger of wind and thunder, take your life and comfort the teacher."

"Poof"

The gray-clothed master's forehead cracked, blood spurted out, and he was covered by the cold, his body shook twice, and then he fell to his knees, leaning forward, as if kneeling, and put his head against Shen Qiu's feet.

Losing the traction of the cold air, the chaotic snow flying around Shen Qiu's body fell, and the greedy wolf knife was put into the scabbard, he looked at the corpse under his feet, and turned to bow in the direction of Suzhou.

Under the cold moon in Liaodong, Shen Qiu calmed the true qi in his body, and there was no trace of cold lingering around his body.

After these days of hard practice, it is finally regarded as the cold qi in the body is collected in the acupuncture points and dantian, after which, it is necessary to practice hard to make Shuoxue Xuangong progress faster.

This mastery of the rivers and lakes is not something that can be completely mastered overnight.

After a stick of incense, his whole body was covered in blood, and Xiao Tie, who was limping and walking, dragged Juque and walked back to Shen Qiu's side from the other side of the forest.

His face was covered in blood, but the strange robe on his body was not stained with blood, but was covered with all kinds of frost and coagulation, and all kinds of wounds.

But those eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and above the tall body, there is still a fierce and violent momentum that has not yet dissipated.

Shen Qiu sat beside the kneeling corpse, he didn't look at Xiao Tie, he just asked:

"How many killed?"

"Seventeen!"

"Do you have any feelings?"

"Yes, the dragon and tiger's battle spirit has increased by six points, and it already has the power to fight wildly."

"Good!"

Shen Qiu stood up and said to Xiao Tie behind him:

"My brother is really brave, he lives up to the prestige of the enemy village, tonight the enemy has been killed, I will wait for the road."

"Big brother, where should I go?"

Xiao Tie turned over and took out a piece of frozen beef and asked while biting hard:

"The group of people who fought with me just now said that we couldn't leave Liaodong at all, and all the ships in the surrounding seaports had been ordered to return to port."

"Naturally, there is a way."

Shen Qiu rode on the horse, breathed a sigh of relief, took out something from his sleeve, and put it in his hand.

It was a small magnetic needle-like thing, under the moonlight, Shen Qiu saw that the magnetic needle was constantly swaying, pointing diagonally to the southwest, Xiao Tie also saw that thing, his eyes widened, and he said to Shen Qiu:

"W-that's not?"

"I've always told you, walking the rivers and lakes, you have to keep a hand."

Shen Qiu turned the horse's head and walked in the direction indicated by the magnetic needle, and he said to Xiao Tie:

"Especially when you have contact with someone like Shen Lan Demon Girl, it is particularly important to leave a counter-hole card. You can refrain from harming others, but you must be prepared before others harm you. ”

Xiao Tie nodded.

He thought of something again and said to Shen Qiu:

"Big brother, these days, we have slowed down, is it because..."

"Yes!"

Shen Qiu nodded and said:

"It's really difficult to deal with the master of the witchcraft, but I'm also waiting for her to come.

The demon girl was very cunning, and after leaving Tianmu Mountain, she didn't leave as soon as possible, but waited until I waited for the two of them to break through and attract attention for her, and then followed me and others all the way over.

She obviously had the idea of hitting the Yellow Sparrow behind.

But this time, she's not a yellow finch, she's the proud praying mantis... Let her be proud again. ”

A glimmer flashed in Shen Qiu's eyes, and he said:

"Let's go visit the Shen family and talk about the old feelings."

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Near Dandong, Shen Lan stayed overnight in an inn.

The injuries on her body were almost healed, thanks to the blessings of Shen Qiu and Xiao Tie, all the masters of the Witch Sect along the way were attracted by them, allowing Shen Lan to go all the way unimpeded.

In one more day, you will be able to reach the harbor.

Her walking route was the same as Shen Qiu's, leaving Changbai, she went southwest, not close to the land of Shenyang, where the Northern Dynasty ruled in Liaodong, and naturally there were many masters.

"Xiuhe, let's beat my legs."

Shen Lan was lying on the bed in the inn, still wearing the white fox velvet, she held a booklet in her hand, and gave an order while reading.

Xiuhe, who was standing in the corner of the house, walked up to Shen Lan and beat her calf, while the demon girl stretched out her hand and put it on Xiuhe's forehead, feeding the usurper Gu in Xiuhe's brain with the Five Elements True Qi.

The Gu worm ignored her a few days ago, but as the feeding time increased, it also became docile.

"Xiuhe, Xiuhe, you are still the same as before."

Shen Lan stretched out her hand and lifted Xiuhe's chin, she looked at the face that was no different from the one in her memory, and then looked at the pair of godless and dead eyes.

She lamented and said:

"But the absence of the soul I once knew in this body is really sad.

This world is impermanent, but don't worry, when we return to Miaojiang, I will beg Mrs. Tongtang to replace you with a better usurper Gu.

Now this one is not only unfaithful... And, too stupid. ”

"And that Liu Zhuoran!"

Shen Lan's eyes flashed with cold murderous intent, she stood up and tightened the clockwork behind Xiuhe.

This is a job that must be done every day, and it is necessary to maintain Xiuhe's body so that there will be no rust or something like that. The demon girl saw the knife that Xiuhe was carrying at her waist, and she said:

"This is still what Shen Qiu installed for you, tsk, that young man, it's really fateful.

actually survived, and it was a blessing in disguise, and the martial arts advanced again, and now I'm afraid it's already at the level of the ground list, right?

I think when we first met him, he wasn't even a third-rate martial artist.

Xiuhe, you say, in this world, is there really that kind of martial arts genius that everyone else can't reach?

This kind of progress is fast, could it be that he is really the next Zhang Moxie?

Hehe, how is this possible?

That's it, it's late at night, come, sleep with me. ”

Just when Shen Lan was falling asleep with Xiuhe in her arms, outside the inn, Shen Qiu got off the horse, raised his head, and looked at the inn thirty zhang away.

He moved his fingers, exhaled a cold breath from his mouth, and whispered:

"Shen everyone, don't come unharmed."