Everyone only felt that there was an infinite chill on their bodies, as if they had entered the cold winter wax moon, cold and biting.

In the mist, thirty-six brilliant wicker swords appeared in the air.

The wicker sword pierced into the boundless rainstorm, stirring up patches of smoke.

"It's ......"

The outer disciples were dumbfounded, they didn't expect Leng Qiu to know swordsmanship, and he was so awesome.

"Qingfeng Fu Liu Sword! Thirty-six sword rays, this is the fifth one! Horror!"

"Why was he willing to be bullied before, so cultivated, he can become a key outer disciple!"

"Terrible, this person is so terrible, he has endured it for so long, I don't know what to do?"

Many outer disciples were shocked in their hearts.

At this moment, I knew that Leng Qiu had hidden his cultivation!

"Dangdangdang......"

Just when they were scruples about Leng Qiu in their hearts, the two swords collided fiercely in the air.

There were tiny shards of swords, swept in the wind, shooting out in all directions.

Some people can't dodge and directly penetrate the body, and the power is terrifying.

Even the outer disciples had to take refuge in the distance.

"Ah......h

Just as they were dodging, they heard Cao Shijie's earth-shattering roar, as if they had suffered inhuman terror.

Attention was focused on him, and he found that the long sword in his hand had disappeared, and his right hand had become bloody and bare.

The right hand is gone, shocking!

Looking at Leng Qiu again, the long sword is in his hand, the tip of the sword is pointed obliquely at the ground, and his posture is straight, like a generation of swordsmen.

The eyes are shining, like cold electricity cutting through the sky, making people dare not look at each other.

Such a scene hit everyone's nerves.

Cao Shijie, who was ranked in the top 50 of the outer disciples, was defeated!

The right hand disappears, and the long sword shatters!

The limbs were covered with wounds, and they were extremely miserable.

"This ...... Cao Shijie, fiasco?"

Obviously seeing the result, some people still couldn't believe it and asked the people around them.

"Defeated, Leng Qiu, how powerful is it?"

Some people answered, but with deep jealousy!

The result was too unexpected!

The Ninth Princess trembled, and the smiles on the faces of the two female disciples turned into horror, and they went straight into the crowd to avoid Leng Qiu's gaze!

Leng Qiu is stronger than they imagined.

How did the contradiction end?

Many miscellaneous servants did not dare to raise their eyes, and looked at their feet fixedly.

Leng Qiu slowly moved forward and put away the four attribute light balls scattered on the ground.

"Strength +580, Qi and Blood +620, Agility +60, Spirit +66."

The attribute points obtained by injuring the strong were much more than those collected on the ground, and a cold and cruel smile appeared on his face.

If anyone messes with me, let him become an attribute point!

Lao Tzu is destined to reign in the wilderness and trample on the dignity of others!

At this moment, Leng Qiu's self-confidence exploded, and a domineering and cruel killing aura permeated out.

Wherever he looked, the disciples lowered their heads and did not dare to say cool words.

The scene was silent, and it seemed that the invisible big hand was strangled by the neck, and he couldn't speak.

In the silence, Leng Qiu's voice sounded faintly:

"Cao Shijie, right? Don't you have any backing? Your eyes grow to your head all day long, and you don't even look at me, how are you now?"

The voice is indifferent, with a high taste.

Cao Shijie, who was holding his right arm in his left hand, faced the strong cold autumn, his face was solemn, and he had never been so bullied.

Even against higher-ranked people, he wasn't so unbearable.

However, today he was despised and ridiculed by a handyman.

Dignity is unbearable.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of reverse blood, rushed out of the mouth, and sprinkled on the ground, bloody and dazzling.

I'm vomiting blood!

"You're so narrow, let's hit the road!"

Leng Qiu sneered, and the frost sword pointed straight ahead, ready to kill.

Faced with the murderous intent of the cold autumn, Cao Shijie was stunned, his momentum was unloaded, and he suddenly said:

"You don't dare to kill me, my master is a punishment elder, Wei Zhong! If you kill me, my master will definitely settle accounts with you!"

He moved out of his backstage to avoid being killed.

An indifferent smile appeared on the corner of Leng Qiu's mouth, and he said coldly:

"It's just an elder, who is not an elder disciple?

At this moment, he thought of the cheap master Gu Qingzhou, and made an appointment to meet in the afternoon, but he didn't know what the benefit was!

Since they are all elder disciples, why be afraid?

The frost sword in his hand was sent forward, and the cold air filled the air, and the surrounding space was almost frozen.

Cao Shijie, who was locked by him, couldn't move, and his whole body was trembling.

"Don't, you can't kill me, I'm the son of the generalissimo of the Great Qin Dynasty, if you kill me, the Leng family will definitely be slaughtered in the future!"

Feeling the cold breath all over his body, Cao Shijie no longer lost the lawlessness just now, and was high.

It's no different from ordinary people.

In order to survive, he brought out various identities to oppress Leng Qiu.

There are many outer disciples around, and at this moment, they finally know why Cao Shijie is so proud, and the relationship is a deep family relationship.

Their eyes were full of envy, and their eyes were focused on Leng Qiu again to see how he was.

However, no one said anything, let alone come out.

The sneer on Leng Qiu's face expanded again, containing endless coldness, and said indifferently:

"Hehe, your Cao family is powerful, my Leng family may not be afraid. You can get on your way!"

The frost sword was sent forward, reaching Cao Shijie's throat.

His entire body was frozen and he couldn't move.

The strength that was once proud of it is powerless in the face of real power.

"Leave people under the sword, who dares to kill my disciple Cao Shijie!"

Just as he was about to make a move, a wild roar broke through the sky.

Accompanied by the voice, there was a burly old man, wearing a purple robe, eye-catching!

"My master is here, you are dead!"

Hearing the voice, Cao Shijie's eyes were full of surprise and roared.

"I just think Cao Shijie can't die!"

"Leng Qiu will definitely die now, punish the elder Wei Zhong, the master who protects the calf extremely much!"

"It's so miserable, being forced into such a situation by a miscellaneous servant is also the first person!"

Many outer disciples finally came back to life, and they felt that things had taken a turn for the better.

"Poof!"

Their voices, however, were stopped by a fluttering sword that pierced their throats.

Leng Qiu didn't give Wei Zhong any face at all, but Cao Shijie didn't seem to hear a voice.

"Evil obstacles!" Wei Zhong roared, and his body became faster and faster, like a sky bridge, and quickly appeared outside the outer disciples.

"I asked you to keep people under the sword, why don't you listen!"

The angry voice vibrated violently in everyone's ears, and they were extremely angry!

The outer disciples all got out of the way, allowing Elder Wei to enter.

It can be seen that his face is full of cold air, and he wants to storm the cold autumn.

Leng Qiuli ignored him, bent down and picked up four metal balls, a treasure chest, and a red envelope.

"Strength +800, Qi and Blood +860, Agility +80, Spirit +88."

The points he gained from killing made him feel great satisfaction, although he also picked it up, but it dropped more than picking up others!

At this point, he stood still and faced Wei Zhong.

"Elder Wei, if the rules of the sect are good, anyone can challenge upward, but they must not refuse! Killing people is within the range, how can he not kill him?"

Leng Qiu confronted the elder and questioned coldly!