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"Very few Great Qin Sword cultivators will abandon their swords and practice the exercises of Yin God and Ghost Things. One of the palace maids was silent for a moment, looked at him and said, "We didn't expect you to do this. Because since the beginning of the Bashan Sword Field, all the cultivators in the world have thought that the cultivation of your Qin people's natal sword is the royal way. ”

"It's just a means to fight the enemy, where there is no royal way, only the speed of cultivation. Su Qin smiled sarcastically, "If you say that you want to abandon the sword and practice, I have already abandoned it when I entered the Immortal Fu Sect." ”

Another palace maid looked up at him and said softly, "I heard that Qin Sword Master is very proud. ”

Su Qin understood what she meant, smiled disapprehantly, and raised his head: "For me, my pride will always be in the future, not in the past. ”

The palace maid who spoke up earlier took a deep breath and said, "Except for the exercises recorded by the Twelve Witch Gods, there is no one in the world that can change your true yuan so quickly, so the destruction of the Twelve Witch Gods is really related to you." ”

"You lurk beside me, don't you just want to know this from me?" Su Qin's smile became even stronger: "Your Great Qi Emperor has been defeated, but you still don't give up, and you still have a glimmer of hope to see if there will be anything related to the Twelve Witch Gods left on me." It's just that he is all gone, is there any point in you working for him?"

Hearing this, a hesitant look appeared on the faces of the two palace maids.

But just when the two of them had a hesitant look on their faces, the two of them and Su Qin had already shot at the same time.

With a coquettish sound, a black bamboo leaf-like shadow flew out of the sleeve of one palace maid, cutting at Su Qin's throat, while the other palace maid did not stop at all, and the figure flew out upside down towards the palace door behind.

These two palace maids were originally twin sisters, and they had the same heart, as long as one of them escaped, they could spread the news that Su Qin had obtained a certain exercise on the Twelve Witch Gods.

The trace of hesitation that instantly appeared on the faces of the two of them was only used to confuse Su Qin.

The performance of the two was already perfect, but in exchange for more mocking smiles from Su Qin.

"It's a pity that you still have a trace of luck, or you are too greedy, if I let you in when you escaped directly, you might be able to escape, but you still came in, do you want to get close to determine if I really have the Twelve Witch God exercises?"

When the first word of his words sounded, the black shadow that flew to his throat had been grasped by a bloody hand reaching out behind him. The exercises on the Twelve Witch Gods themselves are the ancestors of the Ten Thousand Laws of the Yin God and Ghost Things, and the exercises on the Ninth Witch God are the beginning of the ancestors.

With a soft pop, this black shadow that was not weak was directly pinched into a soft black mist by the bloody hands that seemed to be jelly.

In the extremely shocked gaze of this palace maid, the bloody hand that grew from Su Qin's back slapped directly on her heavenly spirit.

Another palace maid screamed, she knew that her sister was certain to die, but she didn't look back, but her long black hair broke away from her body, weaving a black net behind her, and her body would slam on the door of the temple in front of her, smashing outward.

However, at this moment, a red line appeared in her throat.

It was only when the red line on her throat burst that she saw the flash of sword light.

This is a very light light gray small sword, like an inconspicuous dust piled up above the temple door, this small sword is also very ordinary, it is not a good product among flying swords, but it is also this inconspicuous flying sword, but it lurks at the door like a poisonous snake for a long time, and at this time harvested her life.

With the blood in her throat spurting wildly, her body fell to the ground heavily, less than a foot away from the temple gate, and the blood splattered onto the temple door, but there was no strength to get close.

Su Qin didn't even bother to control the flying sword anymore, he just let the very ordinary small sword shoot out diagonally and nail it to the corner of the wall on one side.

Tiny drops of blood fell to the ground on the sword's body, like a few small flowers blooming in the shadows of a corner.

"No matter how much I abandon the sword, I am at least a Qin Sword Master, and this kind of thing is too simple for me to sneak attack with a flying sword. Su Qin looked at the palace maid who was struggling with the last strength to turn around and look at him, and lowered her eyelids slightly, and said.

The palace maid opened her mouth, and her mouth hissed, constantly rushing to the blood foam.

Her throat had been completely severed, blood and true yuan had rushed out of it, and she couldn't say anything more, but through the movement of her lips at this time, Su Qin still saw the last sentence she said at this time: "If you kill people to cultivate, you will be punished by heaven." ”

"Life and death have vitality, what's the difference? No matter how powerful a cultivator is, he is just a wave stirred up by the vitality of heaven and earth, a page in the history books. ”

Su Qin looked at her calmly and responded lightly.

By the time he said this, the two palace maids who had brought him many fond memories had already died.

The bloody hand behind him was still pressed on the heavenly spirit of the palace maid who he had killed first, and behind him, another bloody hand was gradually condensed and was about to be conceived.

Killing some cultivators, using the vitality transformed between life and death, can condense into such a bloody hand that moves at will, this kind of cultivation is too simple, even if the true yuan cultivation is temporarily stagnant and cannot break through the seven realms, but according to this exercise, a thousand hands can eventually be formed, and the power of these thousand bloody hands will still grow with the growth of the true yuan cultivation, like a huge magic circle.

After the quantity of anything is too large, it will cause a qualitative change, for Su Qin, it does not take a lot of time, and it is not impossible for him to cross the border to challenge the strong.

Nothing is more pleasing to a practitioner than an increase in strength, especially when this rapid increase in power is even more intoxicating.

Even Su Qin, who had experienced several ups and downs, couldn't help but indulge in this taste at this time, and felt so happy that he wanted to moan.

However, in just a few breaths, his body suddenly stiffened, and a strong fear welled up from the bottom of his heart.

The bloody hand behind him frantically converged into his body, and his whole body swept backwards.

In the sound of his body breaking through the air brought by the rapid flight, the door of the temple was quietly pushed open.

The figure of the black-robed Qisi appeared beside the body of the palace maid who fell inside the entrance of the palace, and his faint and cold voice also sounded: "Do you think you can escape?"

Seeing that the Great Qi cultivator who appeared in front of him was really the one he was most unwilling to face, Su Qin's eyes were full of coldness, and the crippled fingers of his left hand in his sleeves suddenly twisted and flicked wildly.

The Zis stood still at the door of the temple.

He put his hands behind his back, and just glanced at Su Qin, and the roof of this hall all turned black, and the black cyclone was as thick as ink, and then dripped down like liquid.