Rumble!

Wu Chu looked at the entrance of the valley that had been opened in front of him, and let out a long breath.

Wei Xia Zhi gasped and reminded, "It's coming, be careful." ”

The advantage of a martial artist is that he has a lot of strength, and although he is of a low rank, he has also helped a lot.

The man glanced back.

After opening up this road, half of their true spirits have been consumed by their own cultivation, they are only in the Qi Gathering Realm, and I am afraid that they have no combat ability.

Boom!

The gray-haired man drew his sword and said with a smile, "Brothers, you can go first in a while." ”

"The boss looks down on us."

"Yes, yes, boss, we've been with you a few times."

The young man holding the plate changed slightly, but he still said calmly: "There is a little less true spirit, and the fighting method is still ..."

Buzz –

The young man's face changed dramatically, and the needle of the plate in his hand trembled, turning around as if it was about to burst.

He is also in the realm of the earth, but he is not good at fighting.

This plate is his natal weapon, the Demon Seeking Disk.

There has never been such a drastic reaction.

"Don't make a sound!" Wei Xia Zhi reminded.

The young man immediately closed the demon hunting disk.

Wu Chu gave the young man a kick and said with an angry smile: "Get out, you are the one who is most afraid of death, take them away first, don't grind." ”

Wu also realized that something was wrong.

The young man was engrossed, and said quickly: "He has a voice that can interfere with the mind, be careful..."

"It's coming!"

The long sword in Wu's hand slashed out.

Boom!

It's comparable to the sound of a boulder falling to the ground.

An old man slowly walked out of the tumbling mud and dust, and said with a smile: "It's you night guards again... Are you the Nightkin of this Nightguard? ”

Come up and want king to king?

Wu Chu looked at the old man's dry finger pointing at him, and said, "You go first, this devil is strange." ”

His aura was too strong, not at all like an ordinary Qi Gathering Realm cultivator.

"Seal your ears and nose! This demon is stronger! Wei Xia Zhi also felt it.

Together with Wu, everyone did not hesitate and immediately sealed their ears and noses with true spirits.

"Boom, boom—"

The old man remained motionless, but a shrill laughter echoed in the valley.

Even with their ears and noses sealed, the night guards were still dizzy.

Bell –

The young man on horseback had an extra guqin in his hand at some point, one end on his shoulder, and the other on the horse's back.

Wei Xia Zhi plucked the strings again, and his fingers flew.

The sound of the harp was like the sound of heaven in the forest, melodious and beautiful, and gradually overshadowed the strange cry.

The discomfort on the night guards faded away, but...

Click!

Even if the ears and nose were sealed, and the sound of Wei Xia Zhiqin was canceled, there was still a person with dull eyes, and his throat was locked by the old man who suddenly made a move.

"Let him go!" Wu was under the sound of Wei Xia Zhi's piano, completely undisturbed by the strange scream, and handed out a sword.

Poof! The long sword sank into the old man's back, and a foot-long blade pierced through his chest.

"Good piano, good sword... Boom. ”

Bang!

The black shadow flashed in front of Wu Chu's eyes, and after the emaciated old man twisted his long sword with his body, he killed another person.

Wu Chu looked at the broken sword a little sluggishly.

Zizi!

"Shhh

Wu Chu gritted his teeth, his eyes were blood-red, and he slashed at the broken sword with a sword, but he was constantly shaken open......

Wei Xia Zhi sat on horseback, a little puzzled, the scene was too complicated, he didn't know what the situation was, and he didn't dare to stop the speed of plucking the strings in his hand.

Bang!

A man flew upside down, and the old man caught up with him and stabbed him in the chest with one hand.

The old withered hand was stained with blood, holding the flesh that was still beating.

"Tsk, the taste is average, and it's a good taste."

"Boy, you were lucky last time, and this time it's your turn." The old man's voice was old and hoarse, cold and terrifying.

"It's so handsome, but it's a pity that it's a man."

"It's not bad to be on the face..."

Wei Xia Zhi unhurriedly turned over and dismounted, and played with one hand, but the sound of the piano was also weak.

Melee combat is a martial artist's strength, so why be afraid?

The young man with the Demon Seeking Disc had a bloody face and glazed eyes, and in just a few breaths, all his brothers were killed? His boss just stood still like a wooden man?

"Ahem... The old devil. ”

The old man stopped and looked back at the young man.

He touched his chin and pretended to be puzzled: "Why didn't you slap you to death?" Is the skin thick in the earth? ”

"The surname is Wei... It's useless, it's all dead. The young man's tone was painful, and Wu Chu, who was like a wooden man, was probably more than lucky.

Wei Xia Zhi stopped playing, and finally reacted, "Don't look into his eyes!" ”

With that, he clutched his head in pain.

The magic sound is in my ears.

Without the cancellation of the sound of the piano, the strange screams echoing in the valley also made the young man have a splitting headache, "It's late..."

Except for Wei Xia Zhi, everyone was in the illusion, and Wu was the deepest, and he was still immersed in it.

He struggled to his feet, looked at the boy, and was stunned.

The black-robed boy's hat covering his head slipped off, revealing his fair and delicate face.

The young man had no eyes, and his handsome face showed an angry face, and he picked up a wooden box and slashed forward.

Syllable!

The strength of the eighth-order martial artist can be imagined, far exceeding that of ordinary people, and the wooden box shattered in an instant.

Wei Xia Zhi was shocked and flew out, hitting the mountain wall and coughing up blood.

The back of the old man's head was smashed and dented, and blood was pouring out.

"Little bastard..."

His eyes were blank and he continued to walk towards Wei Xia Zhi.

"The most powerful pianist in Luzhou City is Wei Yimin, right? You're actually not bad at playing. The young man stood still, smiling miserably.

It is said that Wei Yimin plays the piano well, and he looks better.

Wei Xia Zhi wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, blood couldn't help but gush out.

"This is my natal weapon, called the Demon Seeking Disk... Ahem, I guess the most useless Disheng monk in the world is me, right? ”

He couldn't understand that the minimum cultivation of this group of people was all in the Qi Gathering Realm, and they were in the same realm as that demon, so why couldn't they finish a single round?

"The surname is Wei, if you become a spectrum immortal master in the future, don't look down on us night guards... And now too! ”

The young man spoke, the plate in his hand shattering like porcelain.

The night guard is just an inaccessible Dao sect force, if the night walkers can successfully obtain the identity of the Dao genealogy, then they can not only get money, but also have an additional Dao sect backer.

"Will Wei Xia Zhi show his glory in the Dao Sect? It's a bit of a yearning..."

"Then I'm also half a Dao disciple, right?" That was his last thought.

"Go—" The man said softly, and the copper needle in his hand did disappear in an instant.

Phew-

The needle that flew straight through the old man's heart.

When the young man fell, his face was unwilling, "Five... Hide... Magic? ”

The old man's wrinkled face smiled grimly, ", give you a chance, you're unlucky." ”

"It's really useless to be defeated in the Qi Gathering Realm...... But don't disgrace the night guard's face. Wu Chu slowly stood up and slapped the mud and dust on his body.

The young man had long since lost his breath, and could no longer hear him.

"Oh?" The old man turned to look.

Wei Xia Zhi listened to the young man's completely disappeared breath, and said hoarsely: "Playing the piano... It's just a trail. ”

He is the famous luthier Wei Yimin in Luzhou City, what can he do?

"Wei boy, you are ruthless enough, wake me up with a horse." The man grinned and quipped, but he couldn't stop the tears from the corners of his eyes.

He was the one who killed everyone.

The old man put away the blood of the young man on the ground, and the little injury on his body recovered instantly.

He suddenly smiled strangely: "Your cultivation is good, but you can't kill me, hehaha-"

The Five Tibetan Demons are all taboo exercises in demon cultivation, and they are extremely evil, and it is normal for cultivators to kill people across borders.

Wu Chu looked at the old man's back, and the long sword in his hand trembled violently.

"Whew-"

"That's it, I can't even believe the sword in my hand, how can I have the face to be the immortal master on the mountain."

The old man suddenly turned around.

"The Five Tibetan Demon Skills are intolerable to heaven." The man stopped and strode forward.

Wei Xia Zhi only heard the sound of a buzzing sword.

"Madman, you're going to destroy the weapon too?!"

"It's just someone else's watchdog, why don't you want your own life one by one?"

"Dead madman..."

Wei Xia Zhi didn't know what the scene was, only that the old man scolded farther and farther away.

The old man dodged and fled to the south, but the man not only blew up his natal artifact, but also didn't even want the foundation of the cultivation path.

He is just gathering qi realm, how to get rid of Wu who can fly against the wind?

When it was quiet, Wei Xia Zhi hesitated, but still rode after him.

Fifty miles away, the boy dismounted and picked up the bloodied man.

Wu Chu looked at the old man who still had the strength to escape, and said with a smile: "Wei Xia Zhi, your name is not called in vain, you are really fucking blind?" ”

Wei Xia Zhi nodded, he had been blind for sixteen or seventeen years, and he would not care about Wu's ridicule.

"Go up and give him a sword, be careful, you may fight back on the verge of death."

Wei Xia Zhi hesitated: "Add money?" ”

This may be dead or alive, and I really don't want to pay for it.

"It's all for you!"

Half an hour later, the blind man rode back and threw down a head.

He scratched his head and said, "You can run without a head, how can this be considered money?" ”

He couldn't catch up with the headless corpse on horseback.

Wu Chu lay on the ground, looking at the sky in a daze.

"Money, money, money..."

"I can't go to the Taoist Sect to receive the reward, and I don't need it... If you take away that drop of demonic blood, not only can you get the spirit jade spirit stone, but you can also change the identity of an outer disciple of the Dao Sect..."

"Go up the mountain and be a god."

Wei Xia Zhi took the drop of blood thrown by Wu and carefully put it into a jar.

After several dangerous places, I finally got what I wanted.

"There will be a date later."