Ziqin's martial arts have always been associated with killing.

When countless martial artists in the world were still talking about practicing martial arts to strengthen their bodies, all Ziqin pursued was to kill.

From the initial bloody battle knife technique, to the later killing knife technique, to the snake king sword technique, the clamping sword, and the Qifeng sword technique, all of them are martial arts that exist with killing as the ultimate goal.

At this time, what Ziqin was using was the Qifeng Sword Technique, a set of pure dark martial arts, and the dark martial arts spawned by Youtanhua.

Youtanhua is a strange flower in the world, a god of black and white hair, and the living dead, but what Ziqin picked is an immature Youtanhua, which is different from the orthodoxy of the original book for sixty years, and it only takes twenty years to mature.

All these things make Ziqin's Qifeng swordsmanship full of weirdness and unpredictability.

Although Ximen Blowing Snow's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, Ziqin's martial arts are absolutely no match for Ximen Blowing Snow, but when Ziqin completely integrates himself into the sword species and lets the demon surname carried by Qifeng's swordsmanship itself control him, Ximen Blowing Snow seems to be able to only hate Ziqin's sword.

No, maybe this is not a swordsmanship, as Ye Gucheng said, Ziqin doesn't know swordsmanship at all, and this move is definitely not a swordsmanship.

In the last move, seeing that Ziqin's Xuangang sword had stabbed Ximen Blowing Snow, anyone could see that after this sword, it must be Ziqin Sheng, and Ximen Blowing Snow died.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes had been closed in pain, and no one could change the situation in front of him.

Mu Daoren's eyes were wide, he was the second person present besides Ye Gucheng who could see the strangeness of Ziqin's martial arts, this was by no means an orthodox swordsmanship.

In fact, when Ziqin completely handed himself over to Qifeng Sword Technique, this set of Sword Technique had already been out of the category of Sword Technique, Zi Qin could feel the murderous aura of the Killing Sword Technique, could feel the magic of the Great Shift, and even felt the poison of the Star Poison Technique.

This move, Qifeng's sword technique, has actually fused all his hole cards together.

Ziqin's strength is definitely not weak, after all his hole cards are fused, it is estimated that few people in Lu Xiaofeng's world will be able to stop it, Mudao people may still have a chance to escape, Gong Jiu may be able to barely resist, but Ximen Blowing Snow is absolutely unable to resist.

"I am who I am."

Seeing that Ziqin's Xuangang sword had pierced Ximen Fuxue's neck, suddenly, Ziqin's hand let go, and the sword fell from in front of Ximen Fuxue.

The sword that no one controls may not be able to hurt anyone, even if there is a demon surname, but unfortunately, Ziqin's sword fell but it was not able to make Ximen Blowing Snow's sword fall.

The sword god's eyes seemed to show a hint of surprise, but at this time, the sword god had no time to drop his sword, and his sword had already pierced into Ziqin's chest, which was where the heart was.

Simon Blowing Snow's sword was originally a murderous sword, and such a sword would never pierce an insignificant place.

Under the moonlight, Ximen Fuxue was stunned, he didn't understand why Ziqin would put away his sword at the last moment, and Lu Xiaofeng, who was in pain, was also stunned.

He didn't want Simon to blow the snow to death, but he didn't want Ziqin to die either.

All the people at the top of the Forbidden City seemed to be stunned, but only one person was not stunned.

Ye Gucheng's sword was already out of the sheath, but he didn't sneak attack, his eyes were as bright as cold stars in the moonlight, there was no flame in it, but it gave people a chill like thousands of years of ice.

"I don't blame you for this sword, it's just that you killed him."

Ye Gucheng's voice was very empty, and his eyes quietly watched Ximen blowing snow.

This is no longer about swordsmen, nor about reputation, this is hatred, the hatred of friends, your own hatred, people in the rivers and lakes are like this, there is no need for justice, no evil, if you kill my friend, I will kill you.

Lu Xiaofeng's mouth opened, he wanted to say something, but looking at Ye Gucheng's expression and looking at Ziqin who fell to the ground, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly found that his language was so lacking.

Mu Dao Man was already laughing, and his smile was extremely gentle.

"Do Taoist priests like to see others die, monks can honestly say that even if someone dies, there must be no one to ask Taoist priests to do things."

The honest monk turned his head and looked at the wooden man seriously.

"Lao Dao is not so dirty, Lao Dao just wants to congratulate the snake king's brother."

Mu Daoren's voice was extremely gentle, but when these words fell, Lu Xiaofeng and Ye Gucheng looked at them angrily at the same time.

In front of the deceased's friends, he said that the deceased died well, and no one would do this unless he had a sick head.

The honest monk was already reciting the Buddha's name, and he seemed to have felt that he was talking to a fool just now, and he seemed to be afraid that he would become a fool too, so he couldn't help but retreat away from the wooden man.

"You can eat indiscriminately, but you must not talk indiscriminately."

Ye Gucheng's voice was extremely cold, and a trace of anger finally appeared in his eyes.

A swordsman should never be angry, because anger will make people excited, and those who are too excited will always tremble, how can a swordsman's hand tremble.

Therefore, an excellent swordsman is definitely calm, and even calm as if he is ruthless and unrighteous.

Ye Gucheng was naturally the best swordsman, but at this moment, he couldn't help the strong anger in his heart.

Mu Daoren was slightly stunned, and then an apologetic expression appeared on his face, and the corners of his mouth were still smiling.

"You misunderstand the old way, do you think the snake king's brother is really dead?"

Mu Daoren's voice was extremely indifferent, and he stretched out his hand to point to Ximen Blowing Snow, or rather Ximen Blowing Snow's sword.

Under the moonlight, the sword god's sword was full of cold light, this is a good sword, a good sword without the slightest flaw, no one will doubt whether this sword can kill people without blood.

However, no one would doubt that no one in this world would be able to kill the snake king played by Ziqin with a sword without blood.

Lu Xiaofeng and Ye Gucheng's eyes lit up at the same time, and the two of them quickly rushed to the place where Ziqin fell to the ground.

Ziqin's heart naturally had a sword mark, but this sword mark only cut through his clothes, Lu Xiaofeng tore the clothes on Ziqin's chest, and a golden inner armor appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Good girl, Golden Silk Inner Armor, I didn't expect there to be such a treasure in the world."

The eyes of the honest monk widened, in fact, it was not only the honest monk, but the eyes of everyone at the top of the Forbidden City were wide, but others did not shout.

The Golden Silk Inner Armor is a martial arts legend, invulnerable, and even the internal force can offset half of it, and such a treasure is enough to increase the combat effectiveness of this person by fifty percent.

At this moment, not all of them are decent people, and not all of them are friends of Lu Xiaofeng and others, among them, there are many giant thieves, and there is no shortage of evil destroyers, but no matter how greedy they are, the giant thieves do not have the slightest recklessness.

Ye Gucheng and Ximen blew snow, and by the way, Lu Xiaofeng, Mudaoren and honest monks, there is absolutely no one in this world who dares to mess around in front of this formation, no one dares on the top of the Forbidden City, and no one dares to look at the world.

Lu Xiaofeng pointed at Ziqin's chest several times, and Ziqin woke up leisurely with a violent cough.

"It's worthy of Simon blowing snow, what a powerful sword."

After waking up, Ziqin stretched out his hand and touched the place where he was hit by the sword, but the place where the golden silk inner armor was said to be invulnerable had been broken, and countless golden wires appeared scatteredly.

"I'm losing."

Simon Blowing Snow was silent, and after a long time, he slowly spit out a sentence.

People like them would rather die than admit defeat, but with that move just now, Ximen Chuixue knew that he had indeed lost to Ziqin.

Losing is losing, and it's impossible to even fight hard to lose, what excuse can you make, not to mention that Simon Blowing Snow is also a character who can afford to let go.

Of course, even if Ximen Blowing Snow loses this competition, no one will look down on Ximen Blowing Snow, and the things in this world are not afraid of not knowing the goods, as long as there are things to compare.

The sword of Ximen Blowing Snow can even pierce through the golden silk inner armor, and it can also pierce Ziqin through the golden silk inner armor, what kind of swordsmanship is this.

"You lose the competition, I lose the sword."

Ziqin smiled faintly, his last move was actually no longer a sword technique, even if he himself admitted it, that move could actually be regarded as a martial art of the sword master.

The Mudao people congratulated before this move.

Most of Ziqin's martial arts are dark and murderous, and if you are not careful, you will be lost in the boundless killing, and the sword is even more murderous as Ziqin's Dacheng martial arts at this stage, and at the last moment, if Ziqin really kills Ximen Fuxue, I am afraid that Ziqin himself will be lost in the killing forever and will not be able to extricate himself.

Fortunately, at the last moment, Ziqin finally restrained the demon surname of Qifeng's sword technique, thus creating a sword that truly belongs to him.

"Everyone, please leave as soon as possible if you can, but the inner courtyard of the palace is not a place to chat."

Wei Ziyun said indifferently next to him, this night is changing rapidly, even if he is a master, he already feels unbearable, Ziqin and Ximen Blowing Snow have almost made a mess in the battle, if Ye Gucheng also wants to have a fight with Ximen Blowing Snow later, then I am afraid that the palace will really be in chaos.

"Everyone, the old thief can't stand the official spirit the most, but he has to go first."

The star-picking thief smiled at Lu Xiaofeng and the others, and suddenly the whole person had jumped away from the top of the Forbidden City, as if riding the wind.

"I'll go to Baiyun City, little phoenix, what do you say."

Ziqin looked at Lu Xiaofeng, and a smile appeared on the corner of the latter's mouth.

"I'm also very curious about Baiyun City, but I don't know if the master welcomes me."

"I don't have many friends, if even the only two people are not welcome, then who else in this world can go to Baiyun City."

Ye Gucheng's voice was still calm, but a faint warmth had appeared in his eyes, this is indeed a person who values feelings, he will never be a sword god, but he is indeed the top swordsman today, no one can match, even a sword god.

This night dispersed like this, Ziqin went to Baiyun City, between the sea and the sky and the clouds, Ziqin really found that this was the best place to perform light skills, and even a few times Ziqin deliberately exhausted his internal strength and fell into the sea.

His state of mind was greatly improved in this place, and Ziqin could hear the prompts of the system in his head from time to time, but Ziqin didn't pay attention to it.

He just wantonly enjoyed the feeling of being unrestrained, and that move was gradually mastered by him, but that move was already very different from the Flying Immortal in Ye Gucheng, it was Ziqin's own Flying Immortal.

It wasn't until a month later that Ziqin left Lu Xiaofeng's world, however, although he was no longer in this Jianghu, there were more legends about him in this Jianghu, and he didn't know how much shock these legends would bring him when he came to this Jianghu again, and how much the system would change because of those legends.

(To be continued)