"The heroes of the world are here, let me tell you the ten major crimes of Qin thieves, one of which is that Qin thieves are unrighteous, he was born in Xuanmen, but he occupied the dove's nest and overthrew Xuanjiutian and established himself as a handsome. Second, there is no way, this person has as many as several lovers, day and night Xuanyin, annexed the Jiangbei Chen family, Jiangdong Shangguan family, and let his subordinates take charge of the public property of the Hangcheng Martial Arts Association as a private treasury. Third, he is unfilial, he has as many as 100 mansions, rich and rivals the country, but he makes his father poor and helpless in his hometown...... Such thieves are punished by all. ”

Chi Songzi impassionedly recounted Qin Yu's "Ten Crimes", which made Dongfang Long, who had always been anxious and righteous, look solemn.

No matter how talented Qin Yu is, if he is so unkind and unjust, he really deserves to die.

As soon as everyone heard that Qin Yu was so filthy and inferior, they had a reason to crusade, and some people who were originally watching also began to have a hot mind and rushed to kill.

For a while, the heroes of Jingmen, who were already about to be suppressed, rose up angrily again.

Wang Xiansheng was obviously extremely satisfied with Chi Songzi's performance, if it was really an iron mouth that was better than 100,000 male soldiers, this godson did not admit it in vain.

"Everyone, Qin thief is absurd, put away your kindness, let's go together, Qin Yu can have such an achievement at a young age, there must be some kind of heavy treasure on his body, he has a heavy treasure alone, it is better to take him and bless everyone!" Chi Songzi's dry voice once again induced in the crowd.

"Kill him, share the treasure!"

Since condensing into a divine soul, Qin Yu has no intention of fighting fiercely in the face of rumors, and has always been said by people, but this person is so vicious, he even covets the secret treasure on his body.

"Shameless, get out of here!"

Qin Yu's eyes froze, he let out a shocking thunderbolt, his figure flashed, and a long series of phantoms were dragged out, swept out of the crowd, and appeared in front of Chi Songzi.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Chi Songzi asked in a panic, he was using the secret method to transmit the sound by luck, and was glared at by Qin Yu's cold eyes, and his soul was almost frightened away.

"Shameless, I had no intention of killing, but you brought it upon yourself. Don't blame Qin for killing today. Qin Yu said angrily.

"I, I am the godson of the Manifestation Immortal, you, you dare to ......" Chi Songzi was locked by the murderous aura and screamed in despair.

"If you knew that Wang Xiansheng's apprentice also died at my hands, you should regret growing this mouth!" Qin Yusen smiled, pinched his throat, and twisted it, ending Chi Songzi's life.

"Brother Dongfang, you saw it, the Qin thief killed someone!"

"The Qin thief has killed someone!" Wang Xiansheng roared angrily.

"Qin Yu, the Holy Land of Buddhism, you dare to kill innocents indiscriminately, heaven is intolerable!"

"Punish the thief!" Zhuge Shenwu also said angrily.

"Kill the Qin thief. ”

"Both are invincible and four-handed, everyone goes up together, dragging him to death. ”

The heroes of the Jingmen rushed up in a swarm, and all kinds of spells and martial arts rushed over according to Qin Yu.

"Damn!" Qin Yu's true yuan force firmly covered his body, and his right arm offered the Ming Hong Sword, and swinging the sword was the first form of the Seven Styles of the Overlord Sword!

As Qin Yu's cultivation climbed, the power of the seven styles of the sword was not the same, and he saw that the Ming Hong knife appeared, and the sword qi was compelling.

Between the heavens and the earth, there are vast and solemn mountains, rivers, and mountains, and suddenly there is a solemn atmosphere, and hundreds of birds in the mountains are frightened, and the rivers and beasts are lying on the ground, all of which are broken by the sword qi.

The original pitch-black Ming Hong Knife emitted a black glow, like a shocking knife from the dark void, only to see the heaven and earth lose color, and the golden sun has no light.

Immediately, an invisible fear permeated everyone's heart.

The heroes of the Jingmen were all taken aback, knowing that Qin Yu was completely furious, under this kind of domineering kingly aura, there were only two words left in everyone's minds.

Destroy!

However, Qin Yu won't give them a chance to regret it!

Since sentient beings are unrighteous, don't blame me for being ruthless!

"Break the mountains and rivers with one sword!"

Qin Yu's purple and black light rose to the sky, mixed with a monstrous murderous aura, and the Ming Hong Knife, which weighed nearly a thousand catties, slashed out horizontally with the momentum of opening mountains and breaking rivers.

Recite!

The powerful sword qi forcibly divided the space horizontally into two halves, and a purple halo visible to the naked eye diffused in front of it.

The immortals were furious, and the ghosts and gods were shocked.

"Not good!"

The crowd screamed in fear, especially those who rushed ahead, and they were about to retreat.

However, at this time, it was too late, and the powerful sword qi was mixed with the will to destroy the heavens and the earth, just like the heaven and the earth destroying the Dao, where the sword light swept away, but those who touched it were all rolled into ashes by the sword qi and turned into nothingness.

The originally dense crowd suddenly decreased by half, as if it had disappeared out of thin air. You must know that among them, there are innate peak-level martial artists such as Chi Songzi from the Sundries Department, all of whom are turned into ashes with a sword.

What kind of strength is that?

Except for gods and demons, the people could no longer think of a word to describe it.

"Who else?" Qin Yu shouted with a bang, three points into the ground, proud of the powerhouses of Beijing, and shouted.

"This, this ......"

The rest of the people are all in place, you look at me, I look at you, one by one, their legs are trembling, their hearts are as cold as ice, they just hate to go out and don't look at the yellow calendar, why do you want to come here to send death to join in the fun, it's too late to escape, who dares to go up?

"Get out!" Qin Yu's lowered brows slowly rose, and he spat out cold words.

"Let's go, let's go!"

At the moment of life and death, the strong are respected, how many people in the world are not afraid of death? Not to mention these despicable and shameless villains, who are even more desperate for their lives. The rest didn't care who they ordered, and they all fled down the mountain.

The square suddenly fell silent, and the so-called group of heroes will Yanshan and annihilate the Qin thieves, which has completely become a joke.

And those people of the ten major sects who were still waiting to see the lively good deeds, seeing so many people fleeing like lost dogs, they all hung their heads and worried about the future of the martial arts world in Beijing.

"Brother Dongfang, see it, with one sword, hundreds of lives will be gone. If you had activated the sword formation earlier, why did you have to come here?" Wang Xiansheng sneered and asked Dongfang Long.

The disciples of Jingmen were one in a thousand miles from the Huaxia Martial Arts Realm, and each of them was a genius pearl, but he was killed by Qin Yu with a single sword.

At this time, Dongfang Long's heart was shocked and angry!

"Where is the Eight Desolation Sword Formation!"

Dongfang Long stood up, the teacup in his hand slammed on the ground, and roared angrily.

Eighty-eight innate peak martial artists, from both sides, armed with iron sticks, rushed into the square.

Jingmen dares to be the first gate in China, and it is precisely because of this Eight Desolations Sword Formation that it can stand tall.

"Brother Dongfang, you just happen to be sitting here, and I will personally enter the battle to meet the Qin thief. Zhuge Shenwu's face turned cold, and as soon as he patted his seat, the person had already swept into the formation.

"Rise!" Dongfang Long roared in a deep voice.

Eighty-eight Jingmen warriors swam up like a long dragon, surrounding Qin Yu into an iron bucket.

"Qin Yu, Jingmen Holy Land, why do you want to kill. Zhuge Shenwu asked.

"If someone offends me, I will offend him! If someone deceives me, he will be punished!" Qin Yu snorted.

"Presumptuous! I order you to immediately put down your murderous intentions, hand over the treasure, and be captured, or maybe spare your life, otherwise don't blame me for being merciless. Zhuge Shenwu Lang shouted.

(End of chapter)