Liu Qi stood on this stage, looking at Wang Zhuang, holding his chest with one hand and touching his chin with the other.

'In the early days of foundation building, it was passable. '

Liu Qi sensed the cultivation of this Wang Zhuang, and he was in the early stage of foundation building, Wang Zhuang's age was about thirty years old, his qualifications were acceptable, and there was a strong corpse qi spread in his body, which emanated with his pores, not to mention Liu Qi, even a martial artist with a little bit of perception could see that he was cultivating an evil way.

"How dare you come up. Wang Zhuang said in a disdainful tone.

"I don't like trouble, and when there's a problem, we solve it together. Liu Qi said lightly.

"Very well, then stop talking nonsense and make a move. Wang Zhuang looked at Liu Qi confidently.

"Oh, let me do it first, are you sure?" Liu Qi continued to touch his chin.

Wang Zhuang didn't answer, he still looked at Liu Qi with disdainful eyes, Liu Qi saw this, stretched out his right hand and two fingers, and put them in front of him.

"You broke Song Qingyao's sword intent just now, I don't know if you can break my sword intent?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a trace of aura gathered in Liu Qi's fingertips, which was exactly the same as the aura on the tip of Song Qingyao's sword just now, Liu Qi had no sword in his hand, but he was also able to use sword intent, and there was not much difference between having a sword in his hand and not having a sword in his hand.

Then, he pointed towards Wang Zhuang is point, and the sound of a thunderous sonic boom suddenly appeared, and everyone only felt a tremor in their eardrums, and this sword intent could produce such a strong sonic boom, indicating that it was already far beyond the speed of sound.

Wang Zhuang's face sank, this fox mask really had some ability, but he didn't panic, just like just now, he also stretched out his right hand and put two fingers in front of him, and when the sword intent shot in front of him, he clamped his two fingers, but the development of things was beyond his expectations.

Cha!

As if something had been cut off, the confident look on Wang Zhuang's face at this time was gone, leaving only panic, the sword intent was not caught by him, but cut off his two fingers, before the blood flow of his two fingers could gush out, the sword intent was only a millimeter away from his face, he quickly turned his head away and avoided the vital point, but the sword intent still cut through his face, leaving a long wound on his face.

Then, that sword intent did not continue to fly forward, but flew back to Liu Qi's fingertips with the movement of Liu Qi's fingers.

And that Wang Zhuang, looking at the severed fingers of his right hand, touched the cut wound on his face, and calmed down, and a ruthless color appeared on his face.

"Even if a worldly cultivator dares to hurt me, I will definitely break your body into ten thousand pieces!" Wang Zhuang said angrily.

"Oh, I'm looking forward to it. Liu Qi smiled, this Wang Zhuang was so embarrassed, and he dared to say cruel words, Liu Qi also wanted to see what he was capable of.

At this time, everyone was also excited about the scene just now.

"It's worthy of Mr. Fox Face, I wasn't there that day, and I was satisfied to see such means today. ”

"Yes, that evil spirit named Wang Zhuang is haunted, and it is not a good thing at first glance. “

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"Father, you see, Mr. Fox Face is still so strong, it seems that there is no suspense in this competition. Wang Shiyun said to her father.

That Wang Decai was silent, staring at Wang Zhuang all the time, his face worried, and he always felt that things would not be so simple.

Wang Zhuang's face was fierce, he stretched out his right hand with two severed fingers, pointed at Liu Qi, and let the blood drip on the ground drop by drop.

The drop of blood on the ground slowly formed a blood-red magic circle, and suddenly, not only the place where the blood was, but also the rest of the ring, and even under the ring, similar blood-red magic circles appeared one after another, and everyone saw the blood-red magic circles around them, and they were slightly flustered, I don't know what this Wang Zhuang wants to do?

"Look! What is this!" An exclamation sounded, and everyone looked at the blood-red magic circles on the ground, only to see that one by one dry arms stretched out from those magic circles, slowly, as if some strange creatures were crawling out of the magic circle, when these strange creatures completely crawled out, everyone could see clearly, these dry things were all people, to be precise, a dry corpse.

"It's a corpse puppet!" Song Qingyao said loudly.

The so-called corpse puppet is a puppet made from corpses, which is called by the corpse refiner.

As more and more corpse puppets crawled out of the magic circle, dozens of corpse puppets surrounded Liu Qi in the middle, and under the ring, thousands of corpse puppets surrounded everyone present, and Old Man Song also felt a little bad, this Wang Zhuang was obviously not just for Liu Qi alone.

"Your Excellency surrounded us with a corpse puppet, dare to ask what Your Excellency means?" asked Old Man Song as he turned to Wang Zhuang.

"I have to thank your Song family for gathering this Chengyang martial artist here and providing me with so many corpses, saving me trouble. Wang Zhuang looked at everyone and said with an evil smile, before the corpse was refined into a corpse puppet, it was called a corpse embryo by the evil cultivators, and the strength of the corpse puppet was related to the realm before death, so this Wang Zhuang wanted to refine all the warriors present into corpse puppets.

"Corpse embryo?" Old Man Song understood, this Wang Zhuang wanted to refine everyone present into corpse puppets for him to drive, and his face at this time also became solemn.

"Your Excellency, everyone present has no grievances with you, and you want to kill me, aren't you afraid that the Ability Bureau will investigate you?" Old Man Song said to Wang Zhuang, his adopted son Song Yuqing was not present at this time, and went back to the Ability Bureau to resume his life.

"Hmph, don't use the Ability Bureau to scare me, after today's incident, I will return to the sect, and the Ability Bureau can still come to my sect to arrest me?" Wang Zhuang said.

It is true that these hidden world sects are indeed afraid of the Ability Bureau, but if they really want to hide in their own small world, the Ability Bureau has nothing to do with them.

Old Man Song listened to his words, his face sank, he didn't know what to do, he was an alternate member of the Ability Bureau when he was young, and he also knew something about these Hidden World Sects, the Hidden World Sect was hidden in the small world, even if it was not easy for the Ability Bureau to find them, how could it be good now, do you count on Mr. Fox Face on the stage? Old Man Song sighed, although the hope is very slim, but it can only be like this.

"Grandpa, don't worry, Second Master will definitely be able to kill that dead face. Song Qingyao comforted.

"Old man Song, don't be afraid, none of us here are cowards, if we want to fight, we have been practicing martial arts for so many years, are we still afraid of these?"

"Yes, Old Man Song, we are all martial artists, just a few corpses, can you stop me?"

Hearing everyone's words, Old Man Song sighed again and shook his head.

"Hmph, I'd like to see how bad these stinky skins are. A burly figure stood up from the crowd and punched a corpse puppet, the fist whirring, if it hit an ordinary person, it would have to be killed.

"It's the iron fist Zhao Lu! I heard that his fist is both rigid and soft, and even an iron plate can penetrate it. Someone in the crowd said.

The iron fist with the fist wind, hit a corpse puppet fiercely, only to see the corpse puppet slipped a few steps back, but did not fall, on the corpse puppet's body, only a shallow fist trace was left, the corpse puppet looked casual, walked towards Zhao Lu, returned to the original position.

"This ...... It's so hard!" Zhao Lu sighed.

The warriors also took out their own housekeeping skills and launched an attack on those corpse golems, but it had no effect, this corpse puppet has not only become extremely hard after the refining of this evil cultivation, but also has no consciousness and pain, even if it is disabled, it can stand up again.

"How is this good? Are we really going to die here?"

At this time, a sword light flashed, and the head of a corpse puppet fell, and Song Qingyao slashed off a corpse puppet with a sword.

But it wasn't over, the headless corpse golem still stood up, picked up the head that had fallen to the ground, and put it back on its shoulders, intact.

"It's disgusting!" Song Qingyao sighed for a while, she felt a little worried at this time, even if she was as strong as Mr. Fox Face, could she get away with it in the face of so many and difficult corpse puppets?

She didn't know.