After comparing the dual effects of the soul guide aura, Wu Bixin said that it was better to directly enhance Lao Qu, and the results would be immediate - but of course, the more secure one was a set of tortoise shells, which continued to weaken Lao Zhao, and sooner or later cut him into a crispy ......

However, when Wu Bi was fighting with Qu Nansheng before, he had already told him about a few hands of his cards;

So Wu Bi obediently improved the old man's physique and agility by fifty percent, and quietly watched him perform - I saw Qu Nansheng using his fingers as a sword, and this time with a tortoise shell, he no longer covered his body with a sword cover, but concentrated all the sword qi on his fingertips.

Lao Zhao didn't say much anymore, and the hands that he had been carrying finally opened, and he saw countless pickled things appearing in the palms of his hands-among them, there were ghost fetuses that died before they were born, broken walls that were smeared with feces and urine smell, and there were also cold palaces full of blood tanks and people......

Wu Bi felt very strange at first glance, and said in his heart that these magic weapons of Lao Zhao were even more disgusting than the chicken feet and fish bones of the old slope master, and they must be some evil things;

But even though Lao Zhao showed a huge momentum, Wu Bi still found the clue from the hint that popped up from the "invincible cold" - there were about two thousand eight people with eight surnames in the field, and only a few hundred people participated in the competition, and most of them came from the cave soldiers in the corpse pit.

It was obvious that Wu Bi's performance outside the building had deeply shocked their hearts, and at this time, Anxin Daxian personally took action, and not many people were optimistic about the newly appointed Jiulipo Lord - Anxin Daxian could even shake Black Dragon, Lu Dang, Zhenchen and Jing Tianxin with a few subordinates, not to mention their master himself?

Although Qu Nansheng has a tortoise shell, it is still an old routine to fight, and a majestic sword pillar stabs directly at Lao Zhao himself, no matter what he is holding in his hand, he will stab a sword first and then talk about others.

Lao Zhao sneered, his hand broke the wall in front of him, and he thought the same as Qu Nansheng - try the strength of the opposite side first, and then calmly plan to kill it.

So the sword pillar pierced the broken wall that was covered with the smell of feces and urine, and it exploded in the field with a bang - the and urine on the wall were scattered by this sword, and they rushed straight to Wu Bi and the others on the periphery, and even their own disciples in Jiulipo did not let go!

When the feces and urine attacked, Wu Bi and Xu He didn't have time to move, they saw the sword light in Shi Ya's hand flowing, and a sparkling water curtain turned out, blocking the and urine......

In just an instant, those people with the eight surnames who were drenched in feces and urine were eroded into pus, and then the whole person swelled and exploded into a puddle of pus; Qu Nansheng frowned slightly when he saw this, and his eyes flashed, giving Wu Bi a "you know" look.

Wu Bi understood Lao Qu's eyes and knew that he was ready to take the opportunity to protect the eight surnamed people and prepare himself to cooperate.

Wu Bi greeted Yu E in the Xiaoliang Dynasty on the one hand, and at the same time locked Lao Zhao in the sky with Xingyun Wude, and swept the battle for Qu Nansheng, and at the same time said in his heart God help me - Lao Zhao didn't care about the lives of his own disciples when he killed him, isn't this helping Lao Qu to gather people's hearts?

Only Lao Qian knew that Lao Zhao's collapsed feces and urine were all aimed at the thorny disciples of several other holes, not only in Liwei, but also in eliminating dissidents, so they transported enough Lingyuan one by one to prevent Lao Zhao from taking the opportunity to sneak attack.

Let's talk about Lao Qu who faced the feces and urine - the dirt splashed on the soul martial arts that wrapped Lao Qu, and it seemed that a layer of hard shell had been laid three feet away from Qu Nansheng's body.

Wu Bi looked at the and urine flowing everywhere looking for a gap, but he couldn't find the entrance, and felt a little funny - this turtle shell had been tempered by several Joy Realm masters and the power of several great arrays, how could a wall of and urine be broken?

Lao Qu and Lao Zhao had exchanged hands with each other a few times, and they also had a simple understanding of each other's strength, so they became more and more puzzled in their hearts-the old man without a sword in his hand in front of him was obviously only at the beginning of the Yuan Infant Realm, how could he suddenly be so much stronger? What was the transparent armor around his body, and why was he able to resist his magic weapon?

Thinking about it, Lao Zhao scattered the ghost baby in his hand, and pounced on Qu Nansheng after three weeks around the field, and the method was also very similar to that of Lao Po Master, which was obviously in the same vein; Qu Nansheng slightly relaxed the sword pillar in his hand, and protected it together with the eight surnamed people around him, and hit Lao Zhao's vital point between flashing and moving, but unfortunately they were all blocked by the broken wall.

"Do you still have the leisure to protect the battlefield here?" Old Zhao was surprised, and suddenly grasped Qu Nansheng's idea - this sword cultivation forced himself to face the battle in person at the beginning, and he was shaking the will of his disciples in and out of his words, could it be that the drunkard did not mean to drink, and wanted to turn himself into a lonely person?

"It's not that I have mercy on their lives, but because I said that you and I will first divide the winners and losers, and then we will judge the rest. Qu Nansheng's answer was also very subtle, and he didn't care very much about the eight surnames in his words - if this was changed to Wu Bi, he would definitely shout the slogan very deliberately and fight for people's hearts.

At this moment, Lao Zhao's ghost doll was floating around Qu Nansheng, giggling, shaking the tortoise shell into a blur, obviously another very powerful method, but the tortoise shell was always there, except for some ripples, there were no scars, and it was still immovable.

"Hmph, do you want to quickly divide the winner and loser, then you will be called to die early and be born early!" Lao Zhao was even more anxious when he saw this, and finally moved the third magic weapon - he had tried the power of Qu Nansheng's sword, knowing that he could not break through the broken wall, so he naturally couldn't break through the cold palace, so he kept the broken wall in front of him, and put the cold palace everywhere towards Lao Qu!

Lao Zhao also saw that Qu Nansheng's magic weapon was difficult to defeat, but the spirit yuan of the first level of the Yuanying Realm was always limited, and he was ready to consume Qu Nansheng alive and take the invulnerable treasure again......

The cold palace suddenly grew larger in the moment Qu Nansheng was in the trap, and it became a courtyard, if everyone could see through the courtyard wall, they should be able to see that the blood tank on the ground was overflowing at this time, and Qu Nansheng's body was immersed in an instant.

It was also at the moment when the cold palace landed, Wu Bi vaguely heard a "sword coming", so he directly threw Jiang Shui's sword from Xiao Liang to the ground - I saw that this ancient divine sword was pulled by a trace of spiritual rhino, not stabbing the ghost baby, not entering the cold palace, bypassing the broken wall in an instant, and stabbing the old Zhao who was casting spells through.

There was nothing unusual in front of Lao Zhao, only a small hole in his heart, which was the trace of Jiang Shui's sword just now, but behind him was like a waterfall bursting out of endless black blood, falling ten zhang squarely, foul smelling and hot.

The cold palace that had just landed gradually faded out and returned to the palm of Lao Zhao's hand; the ghost baby wailed and ran all over the place; the feces and urine on the broken wall fell to the ground and condensed into stones......

The new Po Master's face changed one after another, and he looked at Qu Nansheng with hatred: "What do you think...... That's it?"

Lao Zhao's blood collapsed, and with a sudden wave of his hand, the ghost babies scattered in all directions, killing three people in the field in a row.