"Senior Brother Qianqiu, what do you say? If something happens to you, Pan Zi and I will definitely not survive!" Xiao Yang said firmly.

Although, in terms of his strength, he can't help at all, so he can only stay in the swamp. But as he said, if Wei Qianqiu was really killed by these blood crows, they would inevitably suffer the fear of death with him.

Although, after death, they also failed the trial, at least, they did not become deserters.

Wei Qianqiu, a person, can be ranked among the eight heroes of the Qianyuan, and his strength is naturally good. But his personality is quite problematic, he rarely makes friends with people, and after severing his ties with the Wei family, he is even weaker in the Qiankun Palace.

The two teenagers in front of him, Xiaoyang and Pan Zi, can be regarded as his only friends.

Although the two of them are cadets of the Cadre Academy, they are only new to the advanced law, and they have not made the slightest progress for thousands of years. In addition, his family background is meager and he doesn't know any strong backers and friends, so he has always been bullied by other senior brothers, and sometimes, even the junior brothers of Kunyuan are not very polite to them.

Originally, it stands to reason that the two of them and Wei Qianqiu will never be entangled together.

But on that day, the family that was exterminated by the Wei family in the past came to seek revenge, but they couldn't reach the main line of the Wei family, so they found Wei Qianqiu. In the last battle, Wei Qianqiu relied on his proud strength and the mentality of not admitting defeat, and he was stunned to kill more than a dozen people, but his two fists were difficult to defeat with four hands, and no matter how strong his strength was, there was always a moment of exhaustion.

The tired body, a second before falling unconscious, fell into a vast ocean. And above the sea, there are many enemies who search for him.

Later, Wei Qianqiu did not die and was rescued ashore. Coincidentally, it was Xiaoyang and Pan Zi who saved him, the two junior disciples who usually had nothing to do with him.

Faced with the pursuit of the enemy, the two of them hid Wei Qianqiu in a basement and was taken care of by Xiaoyang. Pan Zi, on the other hand, took the risk of putting on Wei Qianqiu's clothes, using his own life to attract the attention of the enemy, and exchanging his escape for Wei Qianqiu's safety.

He succeeded, those enemies were smoothly pinned down, and Wei Qianqiu also escaped smoothly.

It's just that when the enemy caught up, he realized that he was being tricked, and he was annoyed and angry, so he naturally took Panzi out of anger. It is said that Pan Zi's current broken arm was unloaded by this enemy, and if Wei Xuegu hadn't arrived in time, I was afraid that his entire life would not be saved.

Pan Zi didn't die, Xiaoyang didn't die, and Wei Qianqiu didn't die, and from then on, the two became his only friends.

For Pan Zi and Xiaoyang, saving Wei Qianqiu is just out of a kind of love for the same brother. What I didn't expect was that from that day on, an inextricable fate had formed between the three of them, and Wei Qianqiu became a senior brother who guarded them for a long time.

In a sense, the three of them have quirky personalities, and this friendship between the three of them is also the only oasis in their hearts.

......

Knowing that Xiaoyang and Panzi would not abandon themselves, Wei Qianqiu shook his head helplessly, and it seemed that he could only fight to the death.

But it doesn't matter, it's just the fear and pain of some death, and there's nothing to worry about. After all, the Qianyuan Dao people had already promised that this was just a trial, and all the injuries they suffered, even death, had the ability to help them recover.

At this moment, the Extreme Blood Crow roared past and slammed directly into Wei Qianqiu's head.

With a shock, Wei Qianqiu naturally understood that if he wanted to win, he couldn't be distracted at this moment. At the moment, he also retracted his mind, no longer paying attention to Pan Zi and Xiaoyang, looking at the nearly 100 blood crows around him who could attack at any time, and waited for the battle.

Sure enough, these blood crows are really not easy to mess with, and the speed of this wave of dives has actually accelerated a lot.

Wei Qianqiu's palm was raised, and a simple sword blade appeared on his palm, and the sword body was very powerful. The name of this sword is called Broken Sorrow, and the Forgotten Worry Sword of the bosom friend is the son and mother sword, or in other words, it is a waste sword derived from the forging of the Forget Worry Sword.

Although this sword was born out of forgetting worries, it was not low in grade, and it was enough to rank fifteenth in the weapon spectrum of the Chaos Realm. In the past, when he was in the Chaos Realm, he also set off a bloody storm, but later, he was obtained by Wei Xuegu.

Wei Qianqiu's footfall in the Qiankun Hall was a great joy for the Wei family, and the Wei family members congratulated one after another.

The Broken Sorrow Sword was a gift from Wei Xuegu to Wei Qianqiu at that time, and it was precisely because of the existence of this sword that he sat in the position of Eight Ying in the Qianyuan. It's just that after getting this sword, he changed the name of Broken Sorrow and named it Qianqiu Sword, which has the same name as himself.

Wei Xuegu's gift was originally a great joy, and it stands to reason that he should be grateful.

But for Wei Qianqiu, this is not the case, in his heart, Wei Xuegu owes his parents and the Wei family to him. This little gift is what the Wei family should do, no... It should be said that if the Wei family wants to make up for him, it should never be just such a gift.

With Qianqiu's sword unsheathed, Wei Qianqiu's temperament instantly became different, and the breath of the whole person also became stronger.

The red blood light instantly infected this swamp, and a violent aura spread out. And the source of this aura is Wei Qianqiu, and it is the Qianqiu Sword in his hand.

The sword and the man, in a sense, are the relationship between the host and the host. If the mind of the object is strong, it will shake the will of the person, and if the mind of the person is firm, then on the contrary, it will be the will of the sword.

The Broken Sorrow Sword, originally similar to Forgetting Sorrow, is an artifact that can cleanse the soul of the sword owner. But in the end, in the hands of Wei Qianqiu, he also became so violent and ferocious, and from this, the resentment in Wei Qianqiu's heart can be seen.

probably knew that he had a deep grudge, and generally speaking, Wei Qianqiu rarely used the Thousand Hatred Sword. After all, this is an artifact, and once it is used, many times if there is no blood, it will be difficult for him to control and calm the resentment of the sword body.

Only this time, in the face of so many blood crows and in a desperate situation, he couldn't care so much.

The red light roared by, and the sword directly split several blood crows in half, and in an instant, there was no breath of life. Immediately after, Wei Qianqiu's body flipped over and slashed towards the other side, the speed was extremely fast.

Puff, puff, a few more blood crows died, and their bodies fell into the swamp.

However, in this back-and-forth battle, the rest of the blood crows were already close to Wei Qianqiu's body. That's how powerful they are, if Wei Qianqiu's attack doesn't kill them directly, then they won't turn around.

Although some blood crows died, it would only arouse the ferocity of those remaining blood crows, and the speed of rushing towards Wei Qianqiu was getting faster and faster.

With a swing of the sword, the sword shot out in all directions, and Wei Qianqiu fought with these blood crows again. In this Beacon Fire Competition, he was destined to be the winner, but no matter what, he was unwilling to lose at the hands of the Blood Crow.

One by one, the blood crows fell, and the blood gradually stained the entire swamp.

......

Time passed quickly, and in an instant, a stick of incense had passed.

There were more than 100 blood crows, and at this time, there were less than 40. But it was the last forty that had been left that had already forced Wei Qianqiu into a desperate situation, after all, those who could survive until this time were definitely the strongest in this group of blood crows.

On the other hand, Wei Qianqiu, although he killed more than seventy blood crows, at that time, he was already exhausted.

Not to mention attacking and dodging, at this moment, he even feels very difficult to turn over and raise his hand. Although the Thousand Enemies Sword in his hand still bloomed with a strong brilliance, it lacked the guidance of strength, and could no longer cause harm to these remaining blood crows.

"Is it over?" Wei Qianqiu muttered in a low voice, his tone full of slow unwillingness.

The ending of failure, he had already expected that with Qin Hai, Liu Qi and Qian Tassel, he would not be able to become the king of beacon fire at all. But according to his original plan, he had to break through this swamp and kill this group of blood crows, but now it seems that there is no chance.

Glancing at Xiaoyang and Pan Zi, Wei Qianqiu finally sighed helplessly and slowly closed his eyes.

It's over!

......

It's just that the expected death did not come as expected, and the severe pain did not strike. At the end of his gaze, he seemed to see a figure blocking in front of him, and deep down, he couldn't help but tremble.

Who is this person? Wei Qianqiu asked rhetorically, why did it cause such a shock to his heart?

opened his eyes suddenly, and finally, this figure was also completely imprinted into his field of vision. It turned out to be a man about his age, with white hair, and when he looked closely, he couldn't help but make Wei Qianqiu's pupils shrink after him.

"Young Master Wei Jiu, how could it be you!" Wei Qianqiu exclaimed in surprise.

Wei Jiu smiled slightly, and said in a low voice, "How about it? Can you still bear it? Take the two of them out of the swamp, and leave the rest to me!"

After speaking, he raised his palm again, and several healing laws of the life system were wrapped around Wei Qianqiu, Pan Zi and Xiaoyang, since they wanted to save people, they naturally had to save them thoroughly. And Wei Jiu's body slowly turned around, facing the remaining blood crows, but he was not afraid at all.

The palm of his hand was tightly squeezed the Void Heaven Qianyuan Sword, to be honest, he had no reason to be afraid.

Wei Qianqiu can kill more than seventy blood crows, and the remaining forty or so, no matter how strong they are, for Wei Jiu, it is not a trivial matter? Don't look at Wei Jiu's realm is not as good as Wei Qianqiu, but in fact, if it is about comprehensive strength, I am afraid that it will not lose to him.

"Oracle Wind and Dust Waltz!"

A cold voice came from Wei Jiu's mouth, and this Void Heaven Qianyuan Sword also shuttled in an instant. Countless sword shadows cut through the space, revealing the sword rays hidden in it, and immediately, these countless sword shadows and sword rays poured out one after another, pointing directly at the direction of the blood crow.

A big war is about to break out, and the battle for life and death is just around the corner.