After the woman gave the signal, Xu Qi asked the ghost king to restrain her, but she returned to the woods outside Wangshan Village.

Looking at Xu Qi again, Chu Zhou's gaze was a little strange: "Brother Xu...... Sure enough, he is not a Confucian person. ”

Xu Qi heard the meaning of the words, and said with a smile: "Brother Chu blames me for being too ruthless? But as I said, those who stand opposite me are my enemies. Since it is an enemy, there is no distinction between men and women, it is just an enemy. ”

"Having said that, but ......" Chu Zhou wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he felt that what Xu Qi said was also reasonable, and he couldn't refute it. Shaking his head, Chu Zhou said: "Brother Xu's wrist, let's not talk about it for the time being, but why did Brother Xu humiliate those two women? Even if you have something for them to do, they don't want to, you can treat them as enemies and kill them." Why ......"

In the end, Chu Zhou had a little unbearable look on his face: "Kill one person, and then force another person to warn, and attract others, this is ...... If Brother Xu is sure to kill the person who came to reinforce him, then he can just find that person and kill him, why bother?"

Xu Qi knew that Chu Zhou had been taught by Confucianism for a long time, and he still paid attention to the style of a gentleman. Although compared with other Confucian scholars, Chu Zhou's current behavior can be regarded as bold and reckless, but the education of Confucianism still has a great impact on him. Xu Qi's method of doing things is simple, direct and effective, but Chu Zhou is a little incomprehensible.

It is difficult to see Chu Zhou like this among Confucian scholars, Xu Qi attaches great importance to him, since he has doubts, Xu Qi is not afraid to bother to speak.

Smiling, Xu Qi said: "Brother Chu, what is the purpose of the Immortal Sect spending so much effort in Wangshan Village? First, it is to give the disciples of the sect a chance to increase their reputation, so that when the disciples come out to walk in the future, they will have some deeds to say; second, they want to come down as the Savior, so that the people in Wangshan Village believe in the Xianqing Sect. It's hard to say what the faith of a village can bring to the Xianqing faction. But you've also seen that after the ghost king was enshrined in Wangshan Village, his strength has more than doubled?"

"If you simply kill these people, it's just killing a vote of people who sell their reputations. In the eyes of the villagers of Wangshan Village, this is a villain who killed the immortal sect monk who came to save the villagers, and he will only get closer to the immortal Qing faction. Even if the Ghost King can accommodate himself here at that time, and the Xianqing Sect sends people again, can the Ghost King continue to accommodate here?"

"The people believe in the Xianqing faction, in fact, there is no problem for the people, and the Xianqing faction will also give the people some rewards from time to time. However, the Immortal Sect considers itself superior to others, not ordinary people, and regards ordinary people as ants. No matter how peaceful and charitable he is on weekdays, he always treats ordinary people as ants in his heart. ”

Xu Qi stretched out two fingers, made a gesture of cutting his neck on his neck, shook his head and said: "For ordinary people, the immortal sect that treats ordinary people as ants is a knife on their neck, and the handle of the knife is still held in the hands of others. Now there is no damage for a while, but whether the knife falls or not depends on the mood of others. ”

"If people don't stand under the dangerous wall, how can there be a blade in the hands of others between people's necks? Immortal Dao regards ordinary people as ants, and whether ordinary people are blessed or bad, whether they are alive or dead, it all depends on the mood of Xiandao. How can I sit idly by and watch this happen?"

"I have done so many things in order to completely cut off the possibility of the Xianqing faction establishing faith in this Wangshan Village. I will definitely kill the five people who came this time. The immortal monk who manipulated the ghost king must also die. But before these people die, I have to squeeze all the surplus value out of them, so that it can be considered sufficient. ”

"Hiss......" Chu Zhou gasped, and Xu Qi's words made him feel a little chill behind him. He asked, "And what is the value of these people?"

"The three people who died at the beginning were used to deter the remaining two women. One of these two women was very unreasonable, and I killed it casually, just in time to use her to break the heart of the last surviving woman and make her do what I planned. As for the immortal monk who will be brought in......"

Looking at the sword light rushing towards Wangshan Village from the mountain in the distance, Xu Qi smiled and said in a low voice: "I want to use him to expose himself and completely cut off the possibility of the Xianqing faction preaching here." ”

"Zhao Ziming!"

When Xu Qi was talking to Chu Zhou, he was missing an arm, and the pale Qing Xuanzi had already reached the sky above Wangshan Village. Stepping on the sword light, Qing Xuanzi swept the Wangshan Village with his divine thoughts, but he couldn't find the slightest breath of a living person. Four of the five disciples who came here were missing, and only one person remained, lying on the road in Wangshan Village with his eyes closed.

"Zhao Ziming!"

Qing Xuanzi's forehead was full of green tendons, and he shouted violently: "Zhao Ziming, you come out for me! Where did the four disciples of my Xianqing faction go?! The lives of the people in Wangshan Village have all been taken by you?!"

A cloud of black smoke burst out from the ghost king temple in the village, turning into a ghost king with a gun and armor: "The old cow nose actually said drunk words, if I don't take the lives of a village in Wangshan Village, how can I cultivate to a big rise? If my cultivation can't rise sharply, how can I chew and eat your four dead ghost apprentices? Hahahaha!"

"You...... Dare!"

Seeing that his disciples sent a warning signal, Qing Xuanzi knew in his heart that something was wrong. But no matter what he thought, he didn't expect that the five disciples could be easily cleaned up by Zhao Ziming. Those five people have cultivated the formation of the enemy, and there are disciples of the Peak Realm who are in the middle to respond, no matter what they say, they can hold on to their own front.

I didn't expect ...... This Zhao Ziming was able to kill those four people in such a short period of time.

Anger rose from his heart, Qing Xuanzi waved the long sword in his hand, and thunder light burst out on the long sword, hitting the ghost king Zhao Ziming.

Qingxuanzi Jindan has just become a child, and there is no means of cultivation in the Gangsha realm. He can use thunder light to fight the enemy because he got a jade talisman by chance, which can collect the power of thunder and lightning, and mix it in the sword light, which is quite powerful against the enemy.

The ghost is most afraid of thunder and fire, the ghost king Zhao Ziming is still a ghost, and the thunder light is the best killing move to deal with him!

"Hmmm......"

Seeing this thunderbolt coming, Zhao Ziming snorted, and his figure fluttered, as if he wanted to dodge. But I don't know why, Zhao Ziming didn't dodge after all, but made a defensive posture.

Qing Xuanzi sneered again and again, and said secretly in his heart: "This Zhao Ziming is really blinded by lard, he can kill four Xianqing sect monks below the golden pill, do you think you can resist the attack of the golden pill monks head-on......?"

Before the thought in his heart was finished, he saw a blood-red mist coming out of the Ghost King Temple. The fog spreads out, and it is the size of five zhang. Turning around, just before the thunder came, Zhao Ziming was completely covered in blood mist.

Bang bang!

The lightning flashed, and all of it hit the blood mist, stirring up the fluctuations of the Dao. The blood-red mist vibrated again and again with the bombardment of the thunder, but it was not broken by the thunder after all.

The thunder disappeared, and the blood mist thinned out a lot. But between breaths, another blood mist flew out of the Ghost King Temple, and fused with this blood mist.

Jindan Monk Qing Xuanzi made an angry move, but was stopped by this blood-red mist.

In the woods outside Wangshan Village, Xu Qi sighed softly, and said secretly in his heart: "Using thoughts to manipulate the blood mist from a distance is really a bit troublesome. ”

After Xu Qi made a plan to deal with Qing Xuanzi, he used the Jiuyang group of demons to secretly recruit the demon clan in the capital, and instructed the more clever ones to spy on Qing Xuanzi to see how many catties he had. After determining Qing Xuanzi's cultivation, Xu Qicai formulated the next series of layouts.

The meeting between Zhao Ziming and Qing Xuanzi is the top priority, and there must be no mistakes. Even if Zhao Ziming had the help of Wangshan Village, it was still difficult to resist a Jindan monk. In order to allow Zhao Ziming to support this scene, Xu Qi divided one of his thoughts, and harnessed the blood mist separated from the long knife to hide in the Ghost King Temple to deal with Qing Xuanzi's trouble.

Although Xu Qi didn't use this blood mist to resist the Jindan monk head-on, when Jiuyang Demon Venerable and Qingyangzi faced each other that day, this blood mist also supported the aftermath of the battle between the two.

Although the aftermath of the battle and the frontal attack are not a level of strength, Qing Xuanzi's cultivation is not as good as either Jiuyang Demon Venerable or Qingyangzi, not to mention that there are many people who have died under the long knife now, the long knife has absorbed enough blood essence, and the blood mist is also a grade stronger than at that time.

After a try, although the blood mist inevitably produced some consumption, it also caught Qing Xuanzi's move.

If this trick is caught, the play can continue to be sung. If he failed to block Qing Xuanzi's move, although Qing Xuanzi would die after all, the ending would not be satisfactory.

"Haha...... Hahahaha!"

took Qing Xuanzi's move, and Zhao Ziming's original heart was also put down. Although Xu Qi told him not to panic, Zhao Ziming was inevitably a little nervous in the face of Brother Jindan. Now that Qing Xuanzi's move was useless, Zhao Ziming immediately put his heart down.

While feeling the power of the unknown little gentleman in his heart, Zhao Ziming laughed a few times, and said to Qing Xuanzi, who frowned: "Old Niubi, your cultivation is nothing more than that! Hahahahahaha! Is the spell that Lao Tzu refined with the lives of the people in this village still enough? Hmm? Hahahaha!"

Qing Xuanzi gritted his teeth and said, "It's so ruthless...... Is killing this villager also the mastermind behind the murder of your bones?

Although he is injured now, Qing Xuanzi knows in his heart what kind of effect he should have with one move. That blood mist can stop his own attack, which is really a bit powerful.

Qing Xuanzi secretly said in his heart: "No wonder the disciples of the sect were poisoned...... Zhao Ziming's spell refined with the lives of the people of this village is really meritorious. The cultivation of those four people is not high, and it is normal for them to be killed by Zhao Ziming. It's a pity that the lives of the people in this village...... Wangshan Village is a village where people are dying, how can we build faith here?"

"Not bad!"

Xu Qi communicated with Zhao Ziming through the Jiuyang group of demons, and he repeated what Xu Qi said: "You control my life and force me to act in this scene with you, isn't what you want to make the people of Wangshan Village believe in your immortal way? Even if I die, you won't be able to set up a dojo in Wangshan Village!"