Chapter Eighty-Seven: Sikong Xiaowu

“7012”

Wei Jiu had already seen that the target room was in front of his eyes, and Wei Jiu knew that Shu Jinhui was inside, but things would never go as smoothly as he imagined.

Sure enough, just as Wei Jiu expected, it was not so easy to break in, and there were a few middle-aged strong men waiting at the door, as if they were waiting for Wei Jiu.

"Stop!"

The cold voice came, not allowing a trace of doubt and violation, just the voice that shocked Wei Jiu's tiger body had already revealed extraordinary cultivation skills, Wei Jiu had already prepared before he came up, how could the bodyguard of the young master of the Sikong family be an ordinary person, which is why the people of the "Jiuyi Hall" were left below, ordinary people could not see the slightest advantage over the cultivators, no matter how many they were, Wei Jiu was not willing to let the Jiuyi Hall die in vain.

However, Jiuyitang can retreat, but he can't, no matter what the result is, he has to break in.

Thinking about it, Wei Jiu didn't hesitate at all, didn't pay the slightest attention to the two bodyguards in front of him, and rushed forward with an arrow, his fist was like an arrow, straight to the chest of one of the bodyguards, without the slightest mercy, Wei Jiu knew that this battle might be another failure.

These two bodyguards are not vegetarians, facing Wei Jiu's fist, they didn't back down at all, Wei Jiu's arm shook, and the slightest pain came from his wrist, but his body didn't take a step back, retreat? Shu Jinhui is still missing, how can he retreat!

The two bodyguards are also veterans of a hundred battles, Wei Jiu's sudden attack did not make them mess up, after seeing Wei Jiu's appearance clearly, one of the bodyguards was in the wrong shape and rushed directly towards Wei Jiu, while the other bodyguard said lightly, without a trace of panic in his tone.

"It seems that you won't stop, then accept our punishment, and if you go to hell, remember that it was our big martial arts and small martial arts who sent you on your way!"

Sikong Dawu's palm was like a hook, hitting Wei Jiu's chest, with a bloodthirsty ferocity in his eyes.

And the corners of Wei Jiu's mouth, at this time, there was a strange smile, Shu Jinhui was more than lucky, and his own cultivation was exhausted, but it was not easy to fight against the cultivators, so ......

"Trapped Souls"

Five hedras of different colors flew out of the Qiankun Ring, and as the light of the five colors fell, Dawu's figure fell into a second's pause, and in his stunned and struggling look, a bright silver light instantly crossed his neck, because he didn't expect Wei Jiu to be able to restrict his movements, without a trace of residual reserve, in the face of the sudden attack of the sword, but it was too late to dodge, Dawu's consciousness fell into deep darkness with his body.

"Dawu!"

Sikong Xiaowu, who was still guarding the side, finally found that things were far beyond his imagination, and looking at Dawu's figure falling to the ground, he hurriedly rushed forward and supported his body.

And Wei Jiu was bent his body, panting vigorously, holding the Void Heaven Qianyuan Sword tightly in his hand, just now it only took him a few seconds to kill the strength of the Great Martial Arts far beyond his own, relying on the formation to trap it, and then wiped the opponent's neck with the divine weapon at a lightning speed, the most important thing in this process is naturally the ignorance of the formation of the Great Martial Arts and the contempt for Wei Jiu, although luck and plan account for the majority, but the difficulty under the exquisite calculation and arrangement is self-evident.

"You killed him, I want you dead!"

Xiao Wu's eyes were blood-red, his hands were trembling, staring at Wei Jiu's direction, and the light of hatred shot out of his eyes, pressing straight towards Wei Jiu.

"Soul Slash"

A hand axe unconsciously slipped down from Xiao Wu's sleeve, and the style of the hand axe was the same as Sikong Yi's Open Heaven Slash.

The axe struck towards Wei Jiu, both the strength and the speed made Wei Jiu's heart flutter for a while, and he hurriedly raised the Void Heaven Qianyuan Sword to block it, but the other hand was not idle, and a spar attacked Xiao Wu like a shuriken.

"Hmph!

Xiao Wu snorted coldly, although Da Wu died a little inexplicably, but he still didn't put Wei Jiu in his eyes, Xiao Wu's aura turned, and the spar actually stopped a few centimeters away from his body and fell directly to the ground, while the aura surrounding him slowly became sharp, and the edges and corners stabbed towards Wei Jiu.

Feeling the abnormal change of spiritual power in the air, Wei Jiu gritted his teeth, and hurriedly retreated, the Void Heaven Qianyuan Sword in his hand crossed an arc, accompanied by the fluctuation of spiritual energy, and Wei Jiu's body was in pain.

Looking at the hotel door close at hand, Wei Jiu felt a burst of anger in his heart, with his wisdom he killed Dawu, but how could he be Xiao Wu's opponent after losing his cultivation? Even he could only barely block the opponent's attack with the Void Heaven Qianyuan Sword in his hand, and there was no room for the slightest counterattack.

"Try to eat my slash - seal the sky!"

The hand axe quickly crossed a strange arc, the air quickly became cold, the cold light of the hand axe condensed together, the phantom of the hand axe overlapped together, one by one overlapped with each other in the alternation, the red color was sometimes thick and sometimes faint, and suddenly slammed into Wei Jiu's direction.

Wei Jiu was taken aback, because the cultivation was sealed, Wei Jiu couldn't see the depth of these two people before, but this blow Wei Jiu found that this Xiao Wu's cultivation had reached the strength of the Dan Period, and this Sealing Heaven Slash, Wei Jiu couldn't dodge it, and could only barely hold up the Void Heaven Qianyuan Sword in his hand to barely resist.

The moment the sword and axe collided, the dust around them was blown away, and the murderous aura in the air stabbed towards Wei Jiu as if it were tangible, but Wei Jiu did not have an aura to protect his body like Sikong Xiaowu, and the sharp aura slammed into Wei Jiu's body.

"Poof"

Blood flowed down the corners of Wei Jiu's mouth, and the Qianyuan Sword in his hand flickered, and fatigue and fatigue struck, but this did not mean the end.

The hand axe in front of him suddenly spun around, the crimson murderous aura condensed into a ball, and danced with the blade of the axe, and as the speed of rotation increased, a killing machine like a hurricane locked directly on Wei Jiu's body.

But Wei Jiu couldn't retreat, the killing move of Fengtian had not yet dissipated, and Wei Jiu's only reliance was only a Void Heaven Qianyuan Sword, but this time he couldn't spare time to solve such a dead end.

"Bang"

The sudden impact hit, and the sharp point of the hurricane hit Wei Jiu's body fiercely, and then Wei Jiu's figure flew out far away, and with a pop, the closed door in front of him was knocked open.

Anyway, the mountains and rivers are far away, and I still have a lifetime to be arrogant.

Wei Jiu inadvertently broke into the original destination of "7012", but what awaited him was a different situation.