The Flying Immortal Bridge was broken, and this magic weapon exploded countless fragments like flying knives, and the fragments were like sharp arrows shot by a strong crossbow, easily penetrating the ancient tree that the five people were hugging.

The five people on the bridge are all dragon and tiger monks, although they have a protective spirit, but they are also very embarrassed.

The Five Demon Cultivators looked panicked, and a female cultivator screamed hoarsely, "Run separately!"

Three pink rays of light rose into the sky, without a trace of hesitation, each chose a direction and shot away, and the other two male cultivators slowed down, obviously not expecting the three female cultivators to run.

But the two of them immediately flew away from each other.

He Qi sneered and read in a cold tone:

"Parasitic mayflies in heaven and earth, a drop in the sea"

The five people who were fleeing instantly felt that they were like mayflies, and they only flew a few feet with their wings outstretched.

"Hex!"

The three female cultivators of the Illusory Sect were shocked, and each looked back, only to see a sword light falling as if opening the sky and splitting the earth.

This sword light was hundreds of millions of times stronger than the most powerful Dragon and Tiger Tribulation Thunderbolt they had seen before.

The three of them had never seen such a powerful sword aura, and the color change of heaven and earth was indescribable for its power.

Gu Qiaohe knelt down and exclaimed: "Seniors spare their lives", in his opinion, this sword is earth-shattering, and the power of the magic weapon sacrificed by the elders of the sect is less than one percent of this sword light.

The opponent in front of him was definitely a master of the supreme level of the human world.

The other two women turned pale with astonishment, in order to forget their resistance.

Three beautiful heads flew into the sky, and three well-numbered, headless bodies fell into the grass, and the blood washed the dew off the grass and spilled to the ground.

In fact, He Qi only sent out five ordinary sword qi just now, and the monk surnamed Qin still had a strong murderous intent in his heart, and he was less affected by the mayfly heaven and earth, and he easily broke this sword qi.

The man surnamed Ning was frightened in his heart and was affected by He Qi's secret technique, but he was still unwilling to be killed, and at the last moment, he blew up the giant axe magic weapon in his hand, flattening a small mountain.

And only the three female cultivators of the Illusory Sect were the weakest and had no fighting spirit, and as a result, they were most affected by the "mayfly world" and "a drop in the ocean".

The strength and weakness of the world are relatively speaking, in the ears of the mouse, the kitten is a tiger roaring hill, and the monk who has been hit by the mayfly world, a drop in the ocean, only feels that he is like a mayfly, weak to the extreme.

From the perspective of this kind of little insect that is dying in the twilight of life, not to mention a sword qi of He Qi, even if a mortal person lights a torch, it will feel that the entire sky is burning.

Therefore, these three women did not resist, and they were easily harvested by He Qi.

After killing the third girl, an abundant aura of Haoran came out from the Holy Confucian and poured into He Qi's body, which was several times more than the one that was slowly absorbed before.

This is the reward of Confucian cultivation to defend the way to eliminate demons, and many Confucian cultivators have this kind of heroic qi infusion, and the demon cultivators are immortal and do not cultivate.

With Haoran's qi, Confucian cultivation can quickly become stronger and promoted.

He Qi is not an orthodox Confucian cultivator, but he is also affected by this, and he only feels that the true yuan in his body has skyrocketed, which is enough to withstand half a year of penance, and together with the gray Dayan rune in the sea of knowledge, he has re-manifested the colorful color, and the influence of Confucianism and Taoism on the Dayan rune is a bit beyond He Qi's expectations.

The three thousand avenues are intertwined, and Confucianism and Taoism have something in common with other avenues.

Etiquette, music, swords, royalty, calligraphy, and painting are also interconnected, and poetry does not only belong to any of the six arts of Confucianism and Taoism, but is more biased towards etiquette.

It is similar to the sacrificial chanting, and it attracts the vitality of heaven and earth through poetry.

After killing the three people in a row, He Qi used the closed bamboo slip as a pen, and the void stroked, and with the pen, He Qi only felt that the heroic aura in the holy Confucian slip spurted out like a rising tide, which was much stronger than when he recited the poem just now.

The spiritual power that stirred in the heavens and the earth began to be swayed by a mysterious force.

He Qi's face changed slightly, and he was amazed by this Confucian method.

He picked up the pen and walked the dragon and snake, even the pen wild grass, when the last stroke was made, a big silver character floated out of the void, just look at this word like a swimming dragon flying and twisting and turning.

"Kill"

The silver word is a killing word, and this word has a fierce killing intent, which is more compelling than the terrifying killing intent of the monk surnamed Qin.

An invisible fluctuation made the world seem to be shocked by this killing intent.

The sky kills, and the stars are easy to stay.

The killing word that He Qi can write is far from the realm of being able to move stars and change houses, but it also affects this radius of ten miles.

Compared with the Instrument Dao, although the Dao of Magic has the advantages of being flexible and fast and changeable, the combat power of the Dao as a whole is not as good as that of the Dao of Instruments, so the monks of the two Daos of Righteousness and Demon have spent a lot of time on practicing magic weapons.

However, at present, these two demon cultivators have refreshed their concepts by He Qi, the magic path is changeable and unpredictable, and the various spells that He Qi has made these demon cultivators feel like they don't know where to start.

Now He Qi is attacking head-on, which is even more desperate than the monster just now. The power of that killing word was no less than that of the broadsword of the monk surnamed Qin, and it was more stable than him in terms of momentum.

"Fellow Daoist, stop, Qin is willing to order you to be the Lord"

"I'm willing to do it Ningnan too!"

"Accept the incompetent below. "As early as when he was in the Tianyan Sword Sect, He Qi had subdued Wei Wuya, and wanted to use him to deal with some things that were inconvenient for him to come forward, but then the incident happened suddenly, and he had to flee in a hurry before he could greet this kid.

Looking back, that kid didn't help himself at all, but put no less than 100,000 spirit stones on him.

It is not a good idea to start a casual cultivation career now, and blatantly arrest the disciples of the two famous sects of the two demon realms as servants, and it will cause trouble for yourself.

He waved his hand, and the silver killing word with monstrous killing intent turned into a streamer and flew by, and after a flash, the man surnamed Ning was cut in two.

As if he had been bombarded by thunder, the monk surnamed Qin sprinkled a trail of blood in the sky, and then slammed into a giant tree.

The broadsword in his hand fell, and the monk surnamed Qin looked at the broadsword three zhang away, with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.

After practicing for 400 years, it was not easy to get through the intrigue in the sect, but I didn't expect to die in this nameless hill.

The long sword was in front, but he couldn't raise it anymore, it turned out that although the blow under the opponent's monstrous killing intent was strong, it still didn't exceed the ability of the Dragon Tiger Monk.

That blow was only about as powerful as the elder brother's sword, and the consciousness of the monk surnamed Qin gradually dissipated, forgetting that his senior brother thought that he was a late Dragon and Tiger cultivator, and the former opponent was only a Dragon and Tiger early stage cultivator.

Another aura of Haoran attracted the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to pour into the body, this time it was even stronger than just now, and the Dao robe on He Qi's body was windless and automatic, like a god.

Who said that Confucian cultivation is only gentle and elegant, and Confucian cultivation kills demon cultivation unequivocally, and there is a great way to eat meat and drink blood.

After pouring the Haoran Qi into his body twice, He Qi keenly felt that the Haoran in the Holy Confucian Jian was nothing more than endless, and according to the loss of the fighting method just now, it could only support less than a hundred times.

(End of chapter)