All the disciples of Wujiabao retreated into the distance, this shocking battle, they couldn't even touch the edge, and there were many warriors from the town who came to watch in the distance, except for the roar of the collision of swords and guns, there was no other sound.

The two of you come and go, there are more than 100 moves in an instant, Wang Qi plays the six sword styles of the rain sword, at this time, like the killing moves in the Qingcheng swordsmanship, there is no flawless performance, only the simplest and fastest basic sword style can give the enemy the fastest blow.

These six sword styles are this kind of swordsmanship, which can be connected or dispersed, and they can be divided into wishful thinking.

Wumo City couldn't fight for a long time, and secretly praised, this young man is so profound, he suddenly snorted coldly, this sound is like a heavy drum beating in his heart, it is a sound attack!

Wang Qi's ears were buzzing, but his divine thoughts were like diamonds, this bit of sound attack was not a threat at all, he had practiced the Cultivation Scroll since he was a child, and there were also superior exercises such as thunder sound refining gods to polish his divine will, and he was the best at defending against this kind of attack and killing technique, so he saw that his five fingers were released, and the cold iron sword came out of his hand, and he struck in the air.

Wu Mocheng frowned, the big gun shook, and the sword flew away, originally thinking about why Wang Qi abandoned the sword, but seeing that although the sword was not held, it was still performing all kinds of swordsmanship, constantly stabbing at himself in the air, which was even more unpredictable than when Wang Qi held the sword.

"Edgeworthiness!!"

Wumo City was shocked, this young man had such skills, such magical swordsmanship, incredible!

Wang Qi hit the road with the Mixed Yuan Silk Imperial Sword, since the Mixed Yuan Silk was practiced, he has been pondering the use of the Heart Mirror Space, where his mind is open, the aura is like a spring, and the art of the Imperial Sword is also a newly practiced move, he uses his divine thoughts to control the Mixed Yuan, even more flexible than his hands.

Just look at the angle of the cold iron sword, the sword style is like an antelope hanging horns, there is no trajectory to be found, fast as lightning, if he makes the sword himself, through body movements, you can guess one or two, but this sword with qi is even more treacherous!

He was distracted, and the vibration of his hands was a kind of wind and clouds, attacking the enemy's lower plate, and attacking up and down.

Wu Mo Cheng didn't expect that he had the skill of the imperial sword, and he didn't check a move, and he fell behind slightly, but he was a master of divine will, and he also had the secret skill of the divine court, so he saw that his eyes showed a cold glow, and this cold glow appeared from his eyes, and the light was great.

This is the trick of Wumo City, called: Soul Thorn, as far as the eye can see, the divine will goes, if you fall into this method, it is like being taken by the soul, standing still, you can only lead the neck and wait for death.

Wang Qi's eyes lit up, and he felt a flash of light, and then a beam of divine light entered his eyes.

In the sea of gods, a ray of light suddenly appeared, brightened in the sky, and then collided towards his divine thoughts, which were transformed by a wisp of divine consciousness in Wumo City, and the good could attack divine thoughts.

After Wang Qi saw this thing, he sneered secretly, and said in his heart that he dared to take him with such a means, and suddenly there was a change in his divine sea, and a big mill came out, and the mountains and seas were nine strong mills!

The light was unknown, and it flashed in, and the big mill turned up and down, and there was no sound inside.

In the battle, Wumo City suddenly had a sharp pain on the spiritual platform, and a wisp of his divine will had been ground into slag, he never expected that this young man's divine mind would be so strong, not divine will but better than divine will, how could this be possible!!

Although his head hurt, he did not panic, and his eyes were extremely calm.

But the two defeats have made him completely passive, and Wang Qi's loose hand, Fengyun style is close in front of him, his big gun trembled, and he turned a blind eye to the cold iron sword that was about to die above, and poked Wang Qi's heart with a return gun.

If he was hit by the sword, the young man would also be stabbed to death, and he wanted to force Wang Qi to retreat and move back to the disadvantage with a lose-lose style.

In battle, things change in a flash.

How could Wang Qi, who had the upper hand, fight with him, and saw that as soon as he changed his moves, he was flying sand and stones, stepping on the shining star, and the person was gone.

The cold iron sword in the sky slashed at the head, and Wu Mocheng had to shoot away the flying sword again, and at this moment, Wang Qi appeared behind him, his palms intertwined, and it was a move to capture the dragon and scatter his hands: Splitting the Sky Style.

Sky Splitter, which means tearing space, is the most ruthless move in the dragon capture technique, he captures the plate in the wind and cloud style, and then grabs the sand flying stones, squatting and flashing behind him, and as soon as he reaches out, he grabs the feet of Umo City, and the limbs collide, and the short arms meet!!

Wang Qi's mountain and sea strength suddenly exploded, and nearly 10,000 catties of huge power rushed into the body of the Wubao Lord with two major supernatural powers.

The true element of the protective body is broken, and the true element is like a broken bamboo, and it will invade the hundred veins in an instant, and the general trend will be destroyed.

"Good !!"

Wumo City actually shouted at this time, but he made a mistake and lost the whole game.

He never expected that his talisman true yuan would be shattered when touched, how strong this young man's skills are, it is incredible! He is so powerful at such a young age, he can die under his hands, and he can die a well-deserved death!

His tone was calm, but this good voice shook the four fields, and it was also his last voice, this ruthless person who cut off himself, regarded his life as a mustard, and it was the same for himself, he only cheered for this shocking battle, this young master!

Wang Qi was unmoved, only to see his shoulders swinging, his waist strength, and his hands were stretched, as if he was going to tear the space apart!

"Click, click."

After a burst of tooth-aching bone friction, a rain of blood fell in the sky, and the city of Umo was torn in half!

He held half of the body in each hand, standing in the rain of blood, his internal organs scattered and hanging low on the ground, as if the demon was eating people in the world.

The four fields were silent, only the cold iron sword was buzzing, and the sword roared endlessly, slowly rotating around Wang Qi.

The disciples of Wujiabao were dumbfounded, and they quietly retreated, this is obviously a big battle between the enemy asking for their lives and the masters of divine will.

They don't have a deep affection for this Wujiabao, because the master has a bad temper, they beat and scold at every turn, but their hearts are empty for a while, and they don't know where to go!

Some of the villagers in the town did not disperse, and they bravely walked towards Wang Qi.

Wang Qi is sorting out the corpse of Wumo City, after all, he is a strong man with divine artistic conception, and he can't let him die without a corpse, a book of exercises comes into view, and the cover is written in ancient style: Horror!

"In your later life, why did you kill the lord of Wubao, but what should we do in the future?" An old man shouted angrily.

"Yes, yes, the castle lord established Fang Town, and waited for me for thirty years, but now he has been killed by you, the devil! Lord! A woman screamed.

"Adversary!!" "Adversary!!"

Wang Qi turned to look at this group of townspeople, and saw that they scolded him sharply, but they just dared to be angry and didn't dare to move, you see them, they take the wicked as a backer, and when the wicked bully him, he dares to be angry and dare not speak, but he talks irritably behind his back, and when the wicked bully others, he secretly rejoices, but on the surface he comforts others to show that he has been good.

When the wicked die, the backer is gone, look at his face again!

Wang Qi was silent, sighing in his heart...

He walked to a clearing, opened a grave between swinging his sword, and buried Wumo City, and in a blink of an eye, a new tomb was made, Wang Qi put the big gun in front of the grave, turned around and left.

He was covered in blood, and looked at the townspeople who were still scolding him, and this time he added it with his divine thoughts, and the cold light flashed in the dark night, and the townspeople only felt as if they were falling into the abyss, and their hearts were terrified, thinking that this demon was going to eat people again, and they ran away with a loud cry, and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

However, two remained, an old man in his fifties and sixties and a young girl.

"Young man, there is something unclear about the old decay, please let me know." The old man's face was calm, but the girl next to him was a little afraid.

Seeing that they were not hostile, Wang Qi replied, "Your Excellency, please speak." He breathed slowly and evenly, and with a sword in one hand, he was ready to fight again.

"I heard that you are a disciple of Shaoxia Mountain, but you are a disciple of the master fairy?" The old man straightened his figure, looked at Wang Qi and asked.

"It's the family teacher." Wang Qi replied.

"This is strange, Shi Fairy had an outstanding demeanor back then, and this Wumo City was his suitor, I don't know why you are fighting?" The old man frowned and asked.

Wang Qi immediately told what had happened, and he was not at all wrong, and he also secretly wondered how Shizun's suitor could fight him to the death, and that person's wife saw him like an enemy.

After listening to what Wang Qi said, the old man thought for a moment, and couldn't help sighing: "I see, it's evil..."

"What the hell is going on? The kid is also confused. Wang Qi asked, he was really puzzled just now, why did the lord of Wubao commit suicide by crying and laughing?

"At that time, Wumo City pursued the master fairy without results, and it is said that he got a portrait, which he regarded as a treasure, but was discovered by his wife, and in a fit of anger, the city was full of storms, and everyone knew it.

That Fei Sixiang turned into hatred because of jealousy, and it has lasted to this day, which is really incredible, but now it has ended up like this, alas, ---, create evil, create evil. The old man shook his head again and again, and sighed loudly at the strangeness of this grievance.

"This, how can this be!!" Wang Qi was dumbfounded when he heard it, he really didn't expect that there were so many curves and curves in it, it was really unbelievable.

"Alas, this word of love can really kill people, Wumo City is to cut love and go to the artistic conception of God, but I don't want to return it today." The old man looked at the new tomb and sighed slightly.

"Thank you for telling me why." Wang Qi hugged his fists and thanked him.

The old man asked, "No need to be polite, your master has been doing well lately." ”

"Master, everything is fine, I don't know what Your Excellency says?" Wang Qi said, this old man has hidden his true vitality and blood, and he can't understand it, and he doesn't know the depth.

"Under Xie Zhen'an, this is the apprentice Xie Yuran." Xie Zhenan introduced.

"I've seen Senior Brother Wang Qi." Xie Yuran saw that his master had a good conversation with this young man, so he was not afraid, "Senior brother, you are a disciple of the master fairy, is she really as beautiful as a fairy, there is still a legend of the master fairy in Baiyun City, but it made a big fuss in Baiyun City back then, and it was very tight." "Sure enough, it's a girl, and her thinking is out of the box.

"The rain burns, don't blame yourself." The old man reprimanded sharply. He said to Wang Qi again: "Xiaoyou, don't listen to her nonsense, it's all old rumors, and it can't be true." Xiaoyou should be going to Baiyun City, right? ”

"Exactly, I heard that there is a sword refining master in Baiyun City, and he is about to visit." Wang Qi nodded and said. He secretly thought to himself in his heart, how did Shizun make a big fuss in Baiyun City back then, this girl even heard the rumors.

"Oh? It's going to find Yue Hengshan, he basically doesn't practice swords in person now, that old man is a little difficult to speak, if everything follows him, there are some possibilities. However, you are a disciple of Shi Ruoshui, and he should not be embarrassed by you. Xie Zhenan pointed.

"Thank you for your advice." Wang Qi thanked.

"If you are free, you can come to Shaoming Mountain to sit as a guest." The old man arched his hand and said, intending to leave.

"If anyone is idle, he must visit." Wang Qi said goodbye to the two and also left Wujiabao.

This battle is tortuous and bizarre, killing people is not his intention, but it is a creation to make people, and a family dies, it's a pity, it's a pity!

Wang Qi was lying on the back of the cow, looking at the starry sky, and felt that it was not the first time he had killed someone, but today this matter was really speechless, which made people sigh.

However, this Umo City is also a strange person, with the intention of slashing into the gods, killing the body and then advancing, this is the ruthless way to go, and it is also a person who has entered the Tao.

Chaowen said, Xi can die.