Wu Qiutian didn't speak, and the witch breath that had been gathering momentum for a long time condensed into a sword in an instant, and the swishing sound was endless, and the sword intent around the body was eyeing the Wu brothers.

Wu Quan put his hands flat, his hands were claw-shaped, Wu Shi clenched his fist with one hand, and grabbed a chair with the other hand and smashed it towards Wu Qiutian.

The sword intent was ferocious, and although many of them were dispersed by the two of them before they arrived, many of them still came to their bodies. Wu Quan struggled to sweep the sword intent, which was not too strong, but it was enough to cause damage to him.

After a round of sword intent attacks, Wu Quan and Wu Shi's hands and feet were covered with scars, the scars were not very deep, and the sword intent condensed by Wu Breath was just able to break through their body protection true qi.

The movement of the yellow room quickly affected the attention of the diners in the other rooms, and the face of the pink-faced man in the Tianzi room changed greatly, but there was a woman in purple, he forced himself to calm down, but the woman in purple still ate the food on the table by herself as if nothing had happened.

The young man in Tsing Yi in the ground room frowned slightly, but seeing that the master did not react, he held back his curiosity.

The witch breath condensation sword in the yellow room has not disappeared, and the soul dementorship technique immediately falls, Wu Quan bears the brunt, because he was caught off guard, his soul was injured, he was covered for a while, he felt a headache, and fell to the ground. Wu Shi was a little better, after all, Wu Qiutian's soul dementorship technique was not very perfect.

However, the weakest thing about a person is the soul, no matter how high the cultivation is, the soul is the most fragile. The witch's attack method is to attack the soul, and if the realm is a master who is a cut above him, he may only be slightly affected because of the protection of the soul.

Wu Quan and Wu Shi are just two small sect disciples, and they rely on their status as cultivators to gain the favor of the British king, so they can sit in Xianmanlou.

After his brother, Wu Shi also felt palpitations, the realm of the kid who looked inconspicuous in front of him, he could see that the realm of the peak of the human level was able to make the elder brother who was about to have the second layer of the ground level fall to the ground unconscious.

Wu Qiutian looked coldly at Wu Shi, who was holding his brother: "But you still have to fight." ”

Wu Shi suddenly burst out, but as soon as he jumped up, he felt that his strength was not enough, and when he was talking to Wu Qiutian, Wu Qiutian used the soul suppression technique to make his soul shake a lot.

Turning his head to the ground, Wu Shi said slowly: "My brothers' skills are not as good as others, if you want to kill, you have to listen to the respect!"

Wu Qiutian said in surprise: "Don't you think I was too ruthless?"

"Hmph, if you can't beat it, you can't beat it, and it's not my generation's fault for blaming the opponent for being ruthless. If you win, you can do whatever you want!" Wu Shi said helplessly.

Wu Qiutian smiled, his smile was not too bright, but there was appreciation in his eyes: "You are still a man, not to mention anything else, you hurt my brother, I am just a tooth for a tooth." Your brother was wounded by me, and I don't want to put you to death, so that's it, what do you think!"

Wu Shi's eyebrows were filled with joy, which he never expected.

Hurriedly nodded in agreement, and was about to leave with his brother, but was stopped by Wu Qiutian: "Your brother is injured soul, the soul is the most vulnerable part of the human body, if you don't treat it in time, your brother is afraid that he will become a fool, even yourself, and I am afraid that the rest of my life will not be easy." I don't have a life-and-death enmity with you, but I don't want to cause too much murder. Send me to my room, and I'll heal you. ”

Wu Shi looked at Wu Qiutian, stunned, I don't know why, he is also an old man in the cultivation realm, although he is nothing compared to the six major forces, but he is not a rookie who has just come out of the rivers and lakes.

At this time, he actually had the idea of gratitude to the young man in front of him, obviously the other party made his brother look like this.

The battle between the two sides was not long, it was only between lightning and flint, so it didn't affect the people in the other rooms too much.

However, there was one person who had been keeping an eye on the movement of the yellow room, because it exuded an aura that felt very familiar to him.

"What are you thinking about, you stinky boy?" the white-bearded old man closed his eyes and listened to the Guanglingsan played by the singer, but his perception was as if his eyes were open, and he immediately felt that the young man had something on his mind.

The young man took a sip of the wine bottle and disguised, "No, it's nothing." ”

When Wu Shi picked up his brother and was about to leave the yellow room, Wu Quan's brows suddenly furrowed, and his hands grabbed his head and kept hitting him in his arms.

Seeing this, Wu Qiutian asked Wu Shi to put Wu Quan down, and his hands quickly moved on his body, and the witch breath that came out of his body would not cause any harm to this kind of cultivator who cultivated ordinary true qi. Only a person like Zhou Xianru who cultivated Haoran Righteous Qi or the divine aura that the True Qi and Witch Breath in the body naturally wanted to resist in the Divine Emperor Valley would cause the conflict between the two breaths.

The soul suppression technique is used again, the soul suppression technique can stabilize people's souls, and it can also confuse people's minds, if Wu Qiu Tian really has killing intent, then after using the soul control technique, Wu Shi and Wu Quan are already dead and can no longer die.

The beating soul gradually settled down with the help of Wu Xi and the ancestral spirit, and Wu Quan's movements became much weaker.

For a long time, Wu Qiutian was sweating profusely, and it was really difficult to use the soul suppression technique to calm other people's souls for the first time. Seeing that he was sweating profusely, Wu Shi couldn't help but ask, "How is it?"

"It's okay, just get some sleep, how are you feeling now?" Wu Qiutian wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, his face turned slightly pale, and he asked with some effort.

Wu Shi didn't answer, but he was secretly thinking in his heart: The cultivation realm has always been the law of the jungle, and selfishness is basically something that every cultivator will have. Even if people who have just stepped out of the path of cultivation have a pure temperament, but with the improvement of their realm, sooner or later they will be made cold-blooded by the cruelty of the cultivation realm. This person can save his brother's life, and he can also be afraid of the strong for his junior brother, so he can be said to be an outlier in the cultivation world. Is it right or wrong for me to make friends with them?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wu Qiutian silently put his palm on the back of his head, Wu Shi was much less injured than Wu Quan, although his mind was affected to a certain extent, but it was much easier to solve.

Wu Quan woke up and saw Wu Qiutian sweating profusely, while his younger brother was sitting on the ground with his head down, so that he could not die Wu Qiutian's hand on Wu Shi's body, and he was immediately annoyed.

He knocked Wu Qiutian out with one punch, pulled Wu Shi and pointed at Wu Qiutian: "I think you are looking for death." ”

When he wanted to step forward and do it again, Wu Shi hurriedly grabbed him: "Big brother, you misunderstood, he is healing for me."

The soul was injured and had just recovered, so Wu Quan's strength was not very great, and it was even a little difficult to use his true qi, so although Wu Qiutian was injured a little, it was not very serious.

However, after being punched, Wu Qiutian admired Wu Quan's arm strength a little, and he was able to send him flying to the door without using his true qi, which was not something that ordinary cultivators could have.

Wu Quan glanced at Wu Qiutian in surprise, and then stared at Wu Shidao: "Really?"

Wu Shi nodded vigorously: "Big brother, you are too impulsive, he heals you and me regardless of his previous suspicions, you...!"

Wu Quan's face turned blue and white for a while, this was a misunderstanding, but after all, he was wrong, and asked him to apologize to a young man, but he couldn't pull it off, so he simply stood where he was and stopped talking.

Ignoring Wu Shi's incessant apologies on the side, Wu Qiutian rubbed his chest, which was still a little painful, and then left the yellow room without looking back.

As soon as Wu Qiutian left, Wu Shi immediately muttered to his brother dissatisfied: "Big brother, if you hurt someone by mistake, you should apologize to humanity, maybe everyone can become friends." ”

Wu Quan argued: "Where are there true friends among the cultivators, besides, you and I are the prince's people, where do you need to deliberately make friends in Wuling." ”

Wu Shi said angrily: "King Ying, is that just the superior who treats you and my brother as dogs? Big brother, don't be stupid, if you and I are not cultivators, where will we live in peace and stability in this Xianmanlou, what was the situation when you and I first entered the British king's account?

"It's all the old men of the God Emperor Valley who deceive people too much, you and I don't have a huge background, so we are naturally ignored by the British king. Wu Quan still argues strongly, but his momentum has weakened a lot.

Wu Shi shook his head: "Forget it, I can't help you if you insist on going your own way, brother, I hope you don't regret it, this young man is definitely not simple, the cultivation of the ninth layer of the human level can defeat both you and me, just by virtue of this, he is worthy of our friendship." ”

Wu Shi chased Wu Qiutian away, and Wu Quan slapped his head in annoyance. There was very little help that the master could provide to them, and without the support of the British King, they would not be able to cultivate at all.

The young man in the house arched his hand to the old man: "Uncle, the disciple is in a hurry, go first to make it convenient." ”

The old man squinted and smiled, nodded, and continued to soak in the sound of the singer's piano.

After the young man walked out of the room, he chased after him with a familiar breath, and when he passed by the Tianzi room, the woman in purple showed an imperceptible smile.

Wu Qiutian didn't care about Wu Quan's rudeness, if he really wanted to kill someone, the two brothers were already dead, but he didn't want to kill anyone.

The speed back to the room was slow, and vaguely, he felt a familiar aura in the next room, but he was not sure whether it was friend or foe.

Walking slowly with his heart in his mind, he noticed that Wu Shi was chasing after him, and Wu Qiutian smiled at the corner of his mouth: It seems that he is not wrong about this person.

When he fought with Wu Shi, he felt that Wu Shi was not a bad person, otherwise even if he was willing to let the two of them live, he would not spend witch breath to heal the two of them.

"Wu Qiutian!" A voice came from behind him, but it was not Wu Shi's voice.

Wu Shi was the first to turn around, and saw a young man dressed as a scribe, and turned his head to look at Wu Qiutian, who was turning back.