“Ouch….”

Two spirit-gathering pests covered their foreheads with their hands and slowly got up from the ground.

Their cultivation was low and they could not resist the sound waves of the "Soul-losing Golden Bell". They fell so miserable just now. Seeing that "Fat Sheep" had used up magic weapons, the two knew that they were no matches, so they hurriedly hid behind the other two.

The gray-clothed scammer had not yet stood firm, and suddenly screamed: "Huh? It's... it's you..."

The black-clad martial artist opened his eyes wide and asked in a dark voice: "Aqing, what's wrong?"

Jing Hua turned his head and saw that the gray-clothed cultivator was thin and had a horse face, and he was indeed a bit familiar. Looking back on the familiar tale routine that he had just become familiar with, the monk smiled faintly, "'Two Heroes of Ligu', right? I haven't seen each other for many years, so I'm fine..."

The gray-clothed scattered cultivator looked pale.

Outside Sanjiang City, he and Rosacea "Ade" joined forces to ambush the other party, but Rosacea was defeated and died. He was frightened and fled in a panic.

Because he was afraid of the investigation of the "Fire Thunder Gate", "Aqing" immediately left Ligu County and came to Donghai Road after several twists and turns. Unexpectedly, Qingfeng Ridge could still hit the other party. Could it be that the enemy was really a narrow road?

In fact, after many years, Jing Hua's appearance and body shape have changed. But when he was sure to win, he was instantly killed by a boy. The rosacea's nose, body and head were different, leaving a deep impression on "Aqing". So now, as soon as he met, he immediately remembered it.

The martial artist in black was impatiently waiting, and sneered, "Hehe": "What? Mr. Qing? When he saw the old lover, he threw me and the 'newcomer' next to him?"

"Aqing" shivered. The martial arts cultivator in black is named Du Wancai. His martial arts are strange and cruel. He is the leader of four trash cultivators. His cultivation is low and he must not offend him.

"Master Du, Master Du! It's not that I'm negligent. This kid has changed so much that he can't make sure of it for the time being. He is a disciple of the 'Fire Thunder Sect' and had killed my partner at the time."

Du Wancai was stunned: "Sect disciple?"

The monk in green interjected and said, "Boss Du, the 'Huo Lei Sect' was destroyed by his enemies a few years ago. Isn't it considered a disciple of any sect?"

Although Du Wancai is a martial artist, his mind is not stupid. After hearing what everyone said, he already has a scheming in his heart.

He had just taken the sneak attack and he had already figured out that the opponent was not easy to mess with. If the four of his own side wanted to take it, it would probably be a loss. However, with four against one, the martial arts cultivator has an advantage over the spiritual cultivation, and the opponent was obviously at a disadvantage.

Thinking of this, Du Wancai smiled and said, "It turns out they are all old acquaintances. This fellow Taoist, you killed my friend's partner, we injured you just now, even if the enemy is better than the enemy. I, Du Wancai, will you leave a magic weapon for compensation, and the matter will be revealed. If you owe each other, what do you think?"

“Hahaha…”

Jing Hua sneered several times. How can such a good thing be done in the world? If you don’t pursue it, I will still have to calculate the account of the sneak attack just now!

"...The magic weapon is here. If you have the ability, come and get it!"

Du Wancai's face froze: "I don't know how to live or die, do it!"

The casual cultivator was not well-off at all. He originally wanted to blackmail a magic weapon, which was considered "a thief who would not leave the empty space". However, the other party was so arrogant, regardless of the "difference" between the two sides' strength, he dared to put his face on the spot. In this way, there was no room for maneuver and could only see the truth under his command.

The three accomplices dispersed when they heard this. Two spiritual cultivators each held talismans. The monk in blue took out a pink handkerchief and waved his arms to release it.

"Swish!"

Jing Hua took the lead.

The "Half-Moon Glass Flywheel" shot out and slashed the worm from top to bottom.

Seeing this, the monk in blue quickly recalled his handkerchief and stood up in the air. Two spirit-gathering cultivators took the opportunity to shoot out several talismans, and thunder and sparks were flying all over the sky.

"Swoosh!"

Du Wancai seized the opportunity and finally launched it. He predicted the opponent's movement trajectory, suddenly rose up, swept across with a giant blade in his hand.

Jing Hua suddenly jumped beside him and shouted loudly: "Broken!"

Secret technique, "Thunder shaking the four fields".

The roar was like thunder and thunder, and it instantly invaded Zhu Xiu's soul and consciousness sea. The mirror image in the eyes of the four people suddenly turned upside down, and the surrounding scenery turned into many phantoms, crushing over them.

The four worm cultivators saw that the other party had used the flywheel magic weapon, but they were not careful of the previous golden bell.

At this moment, the soul suddenly felt a huge shock, and Zhu Xiu was thrown into the tsunami. The sky and the earth rotated, and the strong winds and waves were stacked together, and the bang came, causing the five senses and six senses to fall.

After Jing Hua came to Donghai Road, he practiced at home and finally realized the secret technique of thunder and had no chance to use it. At present, there are many enemies and we are few, which just used it to interrupt the cooperation of the worm cultivation.

The hands and feet of the worm cultivators were trembling. The two spiritual gathering cultivators were too low. The talismans were shot in a crooked manner and failed one after another. The monks in blue tried their best to maintain the magic weapon, but their actions were obviously affected and their bodies were stiff and unable to move.

The "Half-Moon Glass Flywheel" slashed at the head.

"Click!"

The pink handkerchief was made into two parts, and the flywheel was following the flow, cutting the neck of the middle worm.

"puff!"

"Shit..."

The sharp blade slashed into the left side of his neck, splitting a hole about a foot long. Blood soared into the sky and spilled around like a red fountain. Jing Hua did not pause, and controlled the flywheel and turned back quickly, sweeping over the choking throats of the two spirit-gathering worms.

"Chi!Chi!"

Before the two of them could wake up from the roar of thunder, they felt a chill in their throats, and fell straight backwards, and immediately died of anger.

In a blink of an eye, only Du Wancai was left among the four. The martial arts cultivator had a strong body and a weak soul, and he recovered slowly by sound wave attacks.

He was in mid-air, his hands and feet trembled, and the giant blade was far away from Jinghua. When Zhu Xiu came to his senses, he happened to see the flywheel split the magic weapon and handkerchief.

Du Wancai knew something was wrong. He had refined the fifteenth level of ban on handkerchief, which was comparable to his giant blade, but could not block the opponent's flywheel attack.

The situation reverses, and the "Fat Sheep" immediately becomes the King of Hell. If you raise your sword and fight to the death, it will not only be of no help, but you will even lose your life.

As his mind turned, the flywheel killed the monk in blue and flew towards the other two. Du Wancai gritted his teeth, suddenly shook his hand and smashed the giant blade, and raised his arms at the same time.

"chug!"

Two golden hand bones broke out and shot Jinghua and flywheel like strong arrows.

The flywheel just killed two spirit-gathering cultivators, but it had already deviated from its previous position. But the golden hand bone seemed to have eyes, and it was like a shadow, and it was directly hitting the center of the flywheel circle.

"bump!"

Jing Hua's spiritual sense was interrupted instantly, and the flywheel was thrown diagonally, not knowing where it fell.

Another hand bone was cut straight to Jing Hua's chest. He had just avoided the giant blade thrown by Du Wancai, and his old power was exhausted and his new power was not born. The golden hand bone could turn out of nowhere and track it. The monk had no choice but to raise his hand sideways.

"Scroll..."

Although the bones of the hand were not sharp, they pierced Jing Hua's arm hard and turned wildly. It seemed as if countless knives were slashing the flesh, and they were like large pieces of soldering iron pressing on the wound. The forearm turned into tears and pain, which made Jing Hua scream involuntarily.

"ah......"

Seeing that the attack worked, Du Wancai dared not delay it. He hung down his hands and fled to the mountain road desperately.

"Swish..."

"puff!"

The "Golden Snake Li Fire Sword" flew out of its sleeves, and the cold light shone like thunder and lightning. It instantly caught up with Du Wancai who was running away. The flying sword pierced from its vest and penetrated from its front chest like a destructive and devastating one.

Du Wancai choked and looked at the tip of the sword in disbelief. Just in case, he knocked off the other party's magic weapon in advance. What's going on?

Before he could come up with the answer, his eyes were already in boundless darkness. Du Wancai's body was uncontrollable and ran forward a few more steps, causing his hands and feet to twitch.

Basic sword move, "Meteors rush the moon".
Chapter completed!