"Ruined my immortal plan, slaughtered my brother, Qin Shu, you deserve to die. Wei Changsheng's words were vicious, and his attacks were even more vicious.

Qin Shu said coldly, "I don't want to think about the woman who was taken captive by you, which one is not a human being and a sister, is it not only your brother who should die, you should also accompany him!"

The mouth is fighting, and the sword is in the hand.

The two fight, and they are more exciting than storytelling.

Qin Shu's fight with Wei Changsheng was not easy, and he looked at a few other places.

The two sisters of Ouyang are fighting with Wu Ma, one of them is the main attack and the other is contained, but the realm is not so easy to make up for, and it is still quite difficult to deal with it.

Tang Feng and Li Yiregret can barely compete with Yinhu, firstly because they know themselves and their opponents, and secondly, because Li Yiregret's combat skills cannot be underestimated.

The battle between Yun'er and the dog was still slightly superior to the former, and such a strange and unpredictable way of fighting made the dog a little unprepared.

The worst thing is probably Li Jingwei's place, fighting Chenlong alone, if it weren't for Xiao Yao and then joining the support, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to stop a few rounds.

But from this point of view alone, there is also Binghuo on the side, Li Yiregret and others, and there is no chance of winning at all.

Wei Changsheng let out a low snort, and summoned the small copper bell again, the sound wave was piercing, and it invisibly spread to Qin Shu.

Qin Shu gritted his teeth and used all his strength to stimulate the fighting spirit to protect the barrier, this kind of attack was the most difficult to defend against.

Wei Changsheng snorted coldly on his face, and when Qin Shu was disturbed, he directly slapped his palm, and the cyan fighting spirit in the solid formation period was vigorous, and slapped it on Qin Shu's shoulder, and the latter couldn't dodge it, and took a hard beat.

Qin Shu was knocked back again and again, the fighting qi barrier on his body almost dissipated unsteadily, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It's not that Wei Changsheng's strength progress is terrifying, the battle is easily affected by various factors, Qin Shu was already upset by the sudden arrival of Binghuo and others, plus he knew that he had no chance of winning, and was silently disturbed by Wei Changsheng's copper bell, and he lost his mind for a while, and he slapped it with all his strength during the solid formation period, which was naturally uncomfortable.

"Lead the dragon to duel!"

Qin Shu knew that the situation would only get worse and worse if it dragged on, so he directly shouted and released the dragon to decide, and for a while, the sky was shaken, and the giant dragon meandered from the sky, rushing straight towards Wei Changsheng.

The copper bell magic weapon in the latter's hand urged with all his might, and the invisible sound wave also turned into a line of barriers, and the fighting energy barrier on his body was also opened, and he smiled contemptuously, did not dodge, and rushed away against the dragon.

The giant dragon and Wei Changsheng, two bodies with huge individual differences collided, but they were like two thunderbolts that kept consuming and losing, at an extremely fast speed.

In the blink of an eye, the giant dragon disappeared, the smoke billowed out, and then the smoke dissipated, Wei Changsheng's figure slowly walked out of the smoke wave, with a hideous smile on his face, and the copper bell in his hand originally had a crack, but now there was another one, which was even more profound.

"Qin Shu, Qin Shu, what other tricks do you have!" Wei Changsheng smiled, his cloak was scattered, and the clothes on his body were already shabby, but Qin Shu felt that he was so terrifying and full of threats for the first time.

Don't look at Wei Changsheng's embarrassed appearance, but now it is Qin Shu who is even more disadvantaged, the latter was injured by a palm before, and now he has activated the ultimate, and there is not much fighting energy left in his body, if he goes all out, he will only resist for a moment, and in the end he will inevitably usher in a fiasco.

"Wei Changsheng, I'll see what you are capable of!" Qin Shu gritted his teeth and straightened his body, the tighter he held the hatred in his hand, the black and red sword light, the blue fighting energy, and the momentum began to bloom without reservation, like fireworks in the dark night, beautiful and dazzling!

"You said that you went out to practice, so you will practice honestly! How do you want to enter my Hanzhong City? Meddle in your affairs? Look for death!" Wei Changsheng almost gritted his teeth.

The longevity plan was destroyed, his brother was killed, and everything he did in the past was ruined, so how could he Wei Changsheng endure it?

"Hurting heaven and reason, everyone will be punished, Wei Changsheng, you ask yourself, are you worthy of the few meritorious orders in your general's mansion?" Qin Shu asked angrily.

"Meritorious Order? Which one didn't I take from Wei Changsheng Nine Deaths? You so-called famous and decent monks, who know how to live a fart and die a life! You are all pampered and raised sons and young masters, how do you know that it is not easy for us mortals to live? How do you understand?"

Wei Changsheng hated the injustice of this world, hated that this person was born into a good category, and when he climbed to the height he thought was the highest at the beginning, he found that in the eyes of the so-called monks, mortal fame and fortune were just a dream, and a gap was only passed.

The human heart is a never-ending greed, which is the original sin of everything, and getting it will not satisfy people, but will only make people want more.

Binghuo saw it through from the side, and let out bursts of sneering, the laughter was as sharp as ever, and the cold breath seemed to soak into people's bones.

"It's ridiculous that such a race, sinister and hypocritical, but extremely greedy, has not been destroyed so early, and has survived this world for so many years and occupied so many resources. He said to himself.

"Words are not speculative, more than half a sentence. Wei Changsheng said coldly, the hideous expression on his face replied, indifferent as frost, and the copper bell in his palm was half suspended in the air.

Qin Shu calmed down his inner breath, and stopped talking nonsense, anyway, it was useless to say more, and he rushed away directly, and the cold light in his hand flickered.

Wei Changsheng urged the copper bell in his hand, and the sound waves flew towards Qin Shu like sword light, and the latter kept dodging, waiting for an opportunity to bully Wei Changsheng, and slashed sideways and diagonally with the hatred sword at a divine speed, forcing him back a few steps.

Wei Changsheng's arm was hit by a sword, which happened to be the one with the copper bell in his palm, and he was dripping with blood, but he seemed to be insensitive, and even hung a sneer, and approached Qin Shu step by step.

Although Qin Shu hurt Wei Changsheng, he was not happy, there were so many swords and swords, how could he hide them all, internal and external troubles, Qin Shu gasped, his eyes stared at Wei Changsheng, his fingertips trembled slightly.

"Qin Shu, my brother is waiting in the underworld, waiting for Qing for a long time, can you go?" Wei Changsheng walked leisurely, one hand controlling the half-hanging copper bell, and the other hand behind him, if you don't care about his disheveled hair and ragged appearance, there is still a momentum of dust.

"Xiao Shu!" Li Jingwei naturally saw Qin Shu's danger before, and shouted in his mouth, wanting to step forward to support, but was forced to retreat by Chenlong's claws, and Xiao Yao held him up.

"Junior, I'm not Wei Changsheng's half-hung solidification period, distracted in my hands, so do you want to go to the underworld to be reincarnated?" Chen Long held his claws weakly, and the cyan fighting spirit lingered between his fingers.

Li Jingwei held his shoulders and held his fist in his hand.

"Don't be impulsive. Xiao Yao helped him and said calmly.

But Li Jingwei glanced at Qin Shu, who was barely standing with the Sword of Hatred, how could he not be impulsive?