Purple clothes, kill these purple people.

The purple clothes worn by Xuanyuan Ziyi were lilac gauze robes, and the clothes of these purple-clothed people were dark purple brocade robes, so he had no scruples about killing.

The slaughter was completely a slaughter, and the only remaining trace of sanity of Wu Qiutian, who had eaten the blood pill, was not to do anything to the people who did not wear purple clothes, and all the purple-clothed people he encountered, whether they were men, women, or children, whether they were from the Heavenly Wolf Palace or not, all had only one consequence - death! The people of the Heavenly Wolf Palace who had finally escaped from the worm mouth before, were completely in a desperate situation at this time.

Regardless of men, women, young and old, as long as they were dressed in purple, he would not let go, even if some of the guests were dressed in purple.

No one dared to move, because the momentum emanating from Wu Qiutian's body was extremely terrifying, and even Feng Jiuxiao, who saw him slaughtering the Heavenly Wolf Palace, was stunned. I don't know what method Mr. Qiu used to make Wu Qiutian go from the peak of the earth level to a master of a thunder tribulation in an instant.

It's no wonder that the essence blood of nine people is stored in the body of one person, and these nine people have slaughtered 100,000 people, how can Wu Qiutian's cultivation be low.

It's just that this kind of cultivation is only temporary, and if you really want to reach this height, you can't do it in a day or two.

Stunned for a moment, Feng Jiuxiao was about to make a move, but before he could do it, someone stopped him.

"Wu Qiutian, you move my people in Shushan, looking for death!" Several flying swords (1) (book) [read] Novel ybdu flew up, making a pleasant sword sound in the air, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the big hole around Wu Qiutian's body.

Wu Qiutian snorted coldly: "What about the people in Shushan, I'll see who can stop me." ”

"Kill, kill, kill!" Three times in a row, an axe smashed several flying swords directly into the air. The flying sword roared again very unwillingly, Wu Qiutian didn't look at it, and the Ganqi God Axe smashed down again.

Several flying swords fell to the ground, and the Shushan swordsmen of the imperial sword vomited blood one after another, and the flying sword landed Wu Qiutian was not reconciled, grabbed the axe and smashed the flying sword on the ground for a while, dozens of violent smashes, and the flying sword became a few thin pieces of iron, which had been completely abandoned. Several Shushan monks spit out several mouthfuls of blood in a row, and their spirits were sluggish. This is their natal flying sword, and if the flying sword is injured, they themselves will be injured.

As soon as Feng Jiuxiao moved, Mr. Qiu's voice came from his ears: "You'd better stand where you are, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." ”

"Old Ghost Qiu, who are you going to be polite to?" A voice came from behind him, and a middle-aged man with a short figure of five came up, holding a wine jug, taking a sip of wine in a chic manner, and squinting at Mr. Qiu.

Mr. Qiu said lightly: "Who is my Dao, it turns out to be the elusive palace master of the Nine Shadows Palace." Why, if your subordinates are disobedient, I will teach you a lesson, and you will be unhappy. ”

The middle-aged man with the wine jug shouted: "I won't take care of my people, I need you to take care of them." You don't have enough to eat, you have nothing to do, stay in your Yuelu Academy, and when you are an old master, you don't do it, but you want to go to my Jiuli Mountain Range to make the wind and rain. ”

"Old drunkard, don't talk cool there, I know how long you've been here, and you know everything. It seems that your subordinates can't open their eyes, and they have asked for my apprentice's life several times, so I will do it! Whether you have internal strife in the Nine Shadows Palace, or the Nine Shadows Valley is destroyed, it is my business. Why, as long as your people can beat my precious apprentice, I can't teach your people?" "Not being angry doesn't mean that he doesn't have anger, it's just that people who have reached this level have become accustomed to forbearance at certain times.

The middle-aged man scoffed at this kind of rhetoric, he had already asked the ins and outs of the matter, he didn't think that Feng Jiuxiao's ambition was a mistake, if the old thing in the Nine Hidden Valley couldn't break through again, it would die sooner or later, and the Jiuli Mountain Range needed someone to support it.

In the past, he chose Wu Batian of Wumen, but later he found that Wu Batian still thought about Wumen in his heart, such a person, even if he had potential, it was impossible for Jiuyougu to really be cultivated as a successor.

And the current Feng Jiuxiao is exactly what he wants, of course, it is also in line with the wishes of a few old guys in the Nine Hidden Valleys.

I was going to say one or two, but I didn't want Mr. Qiu to waste too much saliva on this topic at all, so he said bluntly: "Let your subordinate Feng Jiuxiao kowtow to my precious apprentice and apologize, and then let those young people go, and don't continue his granddaughter's wedding, let my apprentice take it away, and pay another 1.8 million spirit stones, that's it." ”

The middle-aged man with the wine jug in his hand took a sip of wine at the wine jug, shook the wine jug after drinking, as if it had been drunk, and his squinted eyes suddenly shone with golden light: "Old madman, this is not a place where you can go wild, don't deceive people too much." Your grandmother is a bear, even if she came here to show off her might, she also has to bring an apprentice, whether she wants to fight. ”

Mr. Qiu's neck stiffened: "He is my apprentice, is Feng Jiuxiao your apprentice." Old madmen have always been short-sighted, what can you do. Fight? I'll be afraid of you? Come on!"

"I've known each other for so long, and I'm an old friend, so I really don't give any face?" The middle-aged man seemed to be quite jealous of Mr. Qiu, and his tone softened suddenly.

"I'm already enough to give you face, okay, if I don't give you face, I'll do it myself. Anyway, I still have a little bit of incense with you, I have no requirements for you, you never have a word, otherwise, do you think the old madman's name is so easy to come? Anyway, you have also seen the methods of the old madman, if you really want to fight, it is not a problem to level this bullshit Heavenly Wolf Palace. I have never been justified, I only know that whoever beats my apprentice will pay the price. "An old madman, Mr. Qiu directly put himself to death, anyway, he just wants to vent his anger for Wu Hatred, no matter what, even if the king of heaven Lao Tzu comes, he will not bow his head.

Protecting shortcomings is his character, and it is also his purpose all along. It's just that because of the death of their only disciple in the past, they didn't have anyone to protect their shortcomings.

Now that he has Wu Qiutian, he also has an excuse and reason to protect his shortcomings.

When the two were talking, Wu Qiutian was still fighting, and because of the prestige of the middle-aged man, Feng Jiuxiao didn't dare to move. Under the gaze of the Palace Master of the Nine Shadows Palace, if he dared to make a move against Wu Qiutian, not only Mr. Qiu would deal with him, but even the Palace Master of the Nine Shadows Palace would deal with him because he did not obey the order.

The people in purple retreated one after another, and some of them took off their purple coats directly, for fear that they would encounter this killing god. There are two thunder tribulation masters in charge, and the cultivation is not as simple as a few thunder tribulations, and the swordsmen of Shushan were knocked to the ground because of a confrontation with Wu Qiutian, and there is no existence around that can resist him.

The reckless man holding Kong Qiuyi looked sluggish: "It's too good, the boss is the boss, and you don't blink when you kill people." ”

Demon Yue's expression was complicated, and there were words in his mouth: "Is it true that he is going to be killing forever in this life? Why do I feel that I am out of step with his world?" Can I really do whatever it takes to do anything to the elderly, the weak, the women and the children?

Every question goes straight to the bottom of her heart, and every question is something she can't answer.

There was no purple-clothed person in the field, Wu Qiutian couldn't vent his anger, he set his eyes on Feng Jiuxiao, and roared loudly: "Wu Qiutian, an outcast of the Witch Gate, is here, who will send him to death!"

No one answered, no one dared to answer, and many disciples of the Heavenly Wolf Palace looked at Feng Jiuxiao, hoping that he would be able to stand up and speak. It's a pity that Feng Jiuxiao has never stood up, he is not afraid of Wu Qiutian, but afraid of the two masters who are still talking.

"Okay, you've killed enough people, your grievances should be vented, don't turn the Jiuli Mountains into a slaughterhouse, otherwise no one will have a good time." The middle-aged man didn't seem surprised by Wu Qiutian's performance, and he understated it.

In fact, he said in his heart: What a deep hatred and hatred this is, there is a tendency to slaughter the Heavenly Wolf Palace. No wonder Old Ghost Qiu, a madman, would stand up for him, think about it, if he changes his disciples, I'm afraid he will only go too far!

Wu Qiutian turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man: "I am full of murderous intent, I can't suppress it, I am full of anger, I can't vent it, if I don't kill people, people will kill me, the sky is above, the earth is below, but no one understands the pain in my heart." You're not me, why should I stop. ”

The middle-aged man said: "I'm not you, your master is not you, and every one of the so many people present is not you." You are who you are, unique. But the person you kill is also the only existence in the world, you have brothers, they have brothers, and they also have families. Their families will be grief-stricken when they die, but you are luckier than them, you have the ability, the courage to move forward, and a good master to support you. Without these, what is the difference between you and the old and weak women and children who have been slaughtered? ”

Mr. Qiu was silent, there is a certain truth in what the middle-aged man said, everyone has someone he cares about, and there are also people who care about them.

Wu Qiutian didn't speak anymore, what he thought of was not the innocent people he slaughtered, but how Wu Shi should face Feng Shuangshuang.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the middle-aged man continued: "If you want to save people, you don't need such drastic means at all, you all have your own faults in this matter, of course, the fault is Feng Jiuxiao, apologize and be exempt, you don't really want these vain things, millions of high-grade spirit stones, I will give it for him." As for whether his granddaughter is willing to follow your brother, it depends on his granddaughter's own will. ”

The red in Wu Qiutian's eyes still hadn't faded, the blood pill that saved people's essence and blood had too much influence on him, no wonder Mr. Qiu would transmit the message to him.

The middle-aged man threw the wine jug to Wu Qiutian: "Good things, take two sips, and it's not too late to answer me after drinking." ”

Mr. Qiu said, "Don't drink it. ”

The middle-aged man clenched his fists vigorously and said in a low voice: "Old guy, how many more people will die before you give up." ”

Mr. Qiu also lowered his voice and said: "This thing is of great benefit to him, he himself has a heavy killing spirit, and the contents of your wine jug are not for anyone to drink, I don't want my hard work to come to naught." Don't try to stop it, or don't blame me for being ruthless. ”