"Qin Zhao!"

Seeing Qin Zhao covered in blood and falling to the ground weakly, Deacon Wu let out a loud cry, and his eyeballs almost popped out of his sockets.

Two moves, Qin Zhao can't catch Shi Xiaole's two moves?!

A storm surged in Deacon Wu's heart.

At this time, Yuan Qiuwei, Xiao Yuanbo and Mao Wenjing, who were rushing over, were also stunned at the same time, almost not believing their eyes.

Recognized as the fourth youngest master of the Sword Painting School, he was almost killed by Shi Xiaole in seconds, this result was too amazing.

"Dog thief, if you dare to hurt people, I will abolish you!"

Under the extreme anger, Deacon Wu deceived himself and slapped his palm straight towards Shi Xiaole's face.

Although his status is not as good as Qin Zhao, Deacon Wu is a master of the eightfold Tibetan qi after all, and with many years of experience in the rivers and lakes, his strength is far stronger than Qin Zhao.

Half a month ago, if it weren't for the other party's intention to take the cheats on Shi Xiaole's body, I'm afraid that three or four tricks would be able to solve him.

"Look for death. ”

Facing Deacon Wu's palm, Shi Xiaole was not in a hurry, raised his knife, and slashed out a terrifying sword.

With the bonus of Fu Yang Qigong, Shi Xiaole's realm is not as good as Qin Zhao, but in fact, his internal strength is not inferior, so what he just used was the Hundred Battles Sword Technique.

At this moment, it is the knife drawing technique, the knife drawing technique that kills people with one sword.

The sword burst through the air, and the terrifying momentum captured Deacon Wu's soul almost instantly, making him want to retreat. It's a pity that it was too late.

"Ahh

With a scream, the invisible palm was cut open, and there was a bloody mark on Deacon Wu's throat. He staggered back, and his eyes flashed with unwillingness, resentment, and even remorse.

Deacon Wu couldn't understand until he died, why in less than two months, Shi Xiaole's skills were terrifying.

Nobody understood.

The arena was surrounded by clouds, and the original noise completely dissipated, becoming silent.

Previously, Shi Xiaole's two moves hit Qin Zhao hard, which was already an eye-opener, and at this moment, the martial deacon, who was more powerful than Qin Zhao, was so shocked that everyone gasped.

Even Yuan Qiuwei and the three of them, looking at Shi Xiaole's gaze, seemed to be looking at a stranger.

"Senior Brother Shi, his martial arts are ......"

Xiao Yuanbo wanted to speak, but unfortunately he didn't know what to say. The scene that just happened was too fast for people to digest quickly.

"You, if you dare to kill the deacon of the sect, you will not die well. ”

Blood kept flowing out of Qin Zhao's chest, and it seemed that if he didn't step up to stop the bleeding, he would only have one way to die.

But Qin Zhao completely forgot about this stubble, because Shi Xiaole at this moment was like a cold devil in his eyes, walking towards him step by step, trying to kill him!

"No, you can't kill me, the Sword Painting Sect forbids the same family, and if you kill me, you will die. ”

Qin Zhao was like a lost dog, constantly retreating.

"If I kill you, I'm going to die, and if you kill me, you'll be fine, is that what you mean?"

Shi Xiaole smiled coldly.

Under the pressure of his momentum, no disciple on the scene dared to step forward to speak for Qin Zhao. Mainly at the beginning, Qin Zhao and the others were obviously at a loss, and the reason was untenable.

Seeing Shi Xiaole raise his knife, Yuan Qiuwei shouted: "Senior Brother Shi, no." ”

But there were people who were faster than him.

"Puppy, you dare!"

The sound roared like thunder, coming from far and near. Everyone followed the sound and looked, and the one who made the sound was the Great Elder who rushed to receive the news, with a gloomy face, like a great elder who wanted to devour people.

The Great Elder looked at the seriously injured Qin Zhao, the Martial Deacon who was lying in a pool of blood, and his anger and murderous intent almost burst out of his chest.

"Shi puppy, the old man will not kill you, and he will not be a man!"

The Great Elder raised his head to the sky and roared, his hair stood on end, and his robes were puffed up by the irrepressible murderous aura, which frightened the disciples present to quickly retreat.

"I've been waiting for you, old thing. ”

What made the disciples of the Sword Painting Sect present widen their eyes was that in the face of the angry Great Elder, Shi Xiaole not only did not retreat, but instead rushed forward with his sword.

"Xuan Painted Palm!"

The Great Elder couldn't hold back any longer, and with a roar, he pressed his head towards Shi Xiaole with a majestic palm.

Xuan painting palm, a third-rate high-grade palm method, is also one of the three great schools of painting swords.

As early as a few years ago, the Great Elder had already cultivated it to the realm of Transformation and Perfection, plus the cultivation of the Nine Levels of Tibetan Qi. The momentum of this palm was so strong that it was difficult for the disciples present to breathe.

The black hair was flying, and Shi Xiaole's dark eyes were as dark as jewels, flashing with a compelling coldness.

This Great Elder, since he came to the Sword Painting Sect, has targeted himself everywhere, and in the end, he has even done spicy tricks such as tailgating and killing, slandering reputation, etc., and he simply doesn't give himself any way to live.

There has never been a person who can make Shi Xiaole have such a strong murderous intent.

The left hand clapped several palms in a row, and the momentum of a layer of heaven and earth net was pressed down in the air, causing the great elder's palm power to shift by an inch, knocking away the hundred battle swords.

And at this moment, Shi Xiaole held the Qingfeng Sword, and this lower grade strange soldier was unsheathed for the first time.

Sonor!

The slight cyan sword light was extremely dazzling under the reflection of the sunlight, and it shook the Great Elder's eyes with pain. Shi Xiaole wielded his long sword, a dangerous and lonely feeling, and the artistic conception that made people feel frightened emanated from his sword moves.

In an instant, the Great Elder seemed to see himself standing in front of the cliff, and one step forward was the abyss.

"What is this?"

The Great Elder's face was full of horror.

However, after all, he is older, and his psychological quality is not comparable to Wang Bufan, so he quickly reacted, endured his fear and continued to kill.

But the Great Elder didn't realize that unless he could truly ignore fear, his movements would subconsciously deform. And the masters compete with each other, the difference is a millimeter, and the error is thousands of miles.

Under the combined influence of the dangerous artistic conception and the potential of the heavens and the earth, the Great Elder himself did not realize that his movements had deviated to an unknown place.

Compared to Wang Bufan, the Great Elder is too far behind in terms of experience and mind, comprehension, and improvisation.

Ten tricks.

Twenty strokes.

In the twenty-ninth move, Shi Xiaole finally seized an opportunity, and the Qingfeng Sword suddenly penetrated into the opponent's empty door, and with a crisp sound, a huge wound three inches deep was cut on the shoulder of the Great Elder.

"The Great Elder is at a disadvantage and has been defeated. ”

The disciple who had advised Shi Xiaole last night muttered to himself, as if in a dream.

Thinking of Shi Xiaole's eyes at that time, he knew that the other party was not pretending to be calm, but clearly had the strength to ask for justice!

How long has it been?

After a few consecutive swords, the Great Elder was already disheveled, looking extremely embarrassed. At this time, a long sword suddenly came into the air, blocking Shi Xiaole's blow.

"Senior Brother Shi, be merciful. ”

The person who shot was Yuan Qiuwei. As he spoke, he had already instructed his disciples to deal with the injuries of Qin Zhao and the Great Elder.

Xiao Yuanbo and Mao Wenjing also came up one after another, staring at Shi Xiaole strangely.

"Three senior brothers and sisters, all of you want to stop me?"

Shi Xiaole asked.

"It's not stopping you, I just don't want you to make mistakes. As a disciple, once this matter spreads, Senior Brother Shi's reputation will be over. ”

Yuan Qiuwei said earnestly.

In this Jianghu, the love of teachers is the first major sin, and the teachers here do not only refer to the masters, but also to the elders in the sect. But if a righteous person is accused of being a teacher, he is destined to be spurned in this life.

As for Deacon Wu, due to his identity, if it was found out that he had really been unfavorable to Shi Xiaole, the consequences of killing him would not be so serious.

"Teacher?"

Shi Xiaole glanced at the Great Elder, whose eyes flashed with happiness and vicious light, and sneered in his heart.

This Great Elder definitely can't stay!

However, Yuan Qiuwei's words are not wrong, he still wants to be on the right path in the rivers and lakes, and it is best not to have too serious stains, let alone challenge the bottom line of morality in the entire rivers and lakes.

Shi Xiaole doesn't care about other people's opinions, but if it can be solved in a better way, why do you have to do it quickly?

Anyway, killing is killing, assassination, and killing!

Just when the three disciples of the personal transmission stopped Shi Xiaole, the three elders and other high-level officials of the Sword Painting Sect also arrived, and they were all dumbfounded when they saw the situation in the field.

And when they figured out what was going on, they were even more terrified.

The third elder was about to roar angrily, when he suddenly came into contact with Shi Xiaole's cold and ruthless eyes, and somehow, his whole body trembled suddenly.

This kid, who dared to make a move against the Great Elder in public, and even almost killed him, is definitely a madman, does he really want to offend him to death?

His lips moved, and the three elders stopped talking.

So a very embarrassing scene was staged in the martial arts arena, some high-level sects in the same camp as the Great Elder, in the face of the bold Shi Xiaole, did not dare to scold, because they themselves were also weak-hearted.

However, after the second elder arrived, he scolded Shi Xiaole bitterly.

"What is this doing?"

The situation was at a stalemate, and a puzzled voice sounded in everyone's ears, unusually abrupt.

It turned out that at some point, a middle-aged man with a long body suddenly appeared outside the crowd, this person had a soft face, handsome facial features, and black hair tied up with a blue scarf.

"Master!"

Yuan Qiuwei and the three of them saw the middle-aged man and took the lead in shouting.

"The boss, the boss is out. ”

The second elder was also overjoyed. As for the three elders and the others, as if they had found a backer, they quickly walked towards the middle-aged man, looking like they were eager to sue immediately.

"Boss, Shi Xiaole, this thief has ill intentions, is ruthless, and during your retreat, he even fornicated with foreign enemies and plotted against him. Keeping this person will probably bring great trouble to my Sword Sect!"

The Great Elder is not even good at stubble, as soon as he came up, he pointed directly at Shi Xiaole, wanting to encourage the head of the sect to clean up the portal.

Yu Fangge frowned, asked Yuan Qiuwei about the ins and outs of the matter, and after a while, he immediately aimed his compelling gaze at Shi Xiaole.

Shi Xiaole was not afraid and looked at him calmly.

"Xiaole, are you guilty?"

Yu Fangge asked in a deep voice, which immediately made everyone including the Great Elder and the Third Elder secretly happy. Although this head is a fool, his martial arts are really high, and with his move, Shi Xiaole is decided.

Shi Xiaole was about to reply, but Yu Fangge suddenly said again: "I think you are still young, remember the sin this time for the time being, let's not take it as an example." ”

Shi Xiaole was a little stunned when he heard this.

The Great Elder seemed to hear the impossible, and screamed: "Master, this handling is not appropriate, the old man is not convinced!"

Yu Fangge said, "What does the Great Elder want?"

"If the head wants to favor Shi Xiaole, a personal disciple, the old man will leave the Sword Painting School. ”

Yu Fangge has always been lazy, and he only knows how to cultivate all day long, so the big and small affairs of the Sword Painting Sect are all handled by the Great Elder. The Great Elder has self-confidence, and the head of the sect will never let him go.

Who knew that after Yu Fangge thought about it for a while, he actually said, "Since this is the case, the Great Elder will leave." ”