All the disciples of Wujiabao withdrew to a distance. They could not even get close to this shocking battle. There were many warriors from the town who came further to watch. Except for Li Xu, apart from the clash of swords and guns, It roared, and there was no other sound.
The two of them were going back and forth, making more than a hundred moves in an instant. Wang Qi performed the six major sword moves of the Rain-covering Sword. At this time, the killing moves in Qingcheng Sword Art were flawless, and only the simplest ones could be used. , the fastest basic sword style, can strike the enemy the fastest.
These six sword styles are this kind of swordsmanship, which can be connected or separated, and can be separated and combined as desired.
Wumo City couldn't fight for a long time and secretly praised this young man's profound skills. He suddenly snorted coldly. The sound was like a heavy drum beating in his heart. It was Yin Gong!
Wang Qi's ears were buzzing, but his spiritual thoughts were like diamonds. This sound attack did not pose a threat at all. He had been practicing the Shen Yang Scroll since he was a child, and he also had excellent skills such as Thunder Sound Refining to polish his divine thoughts. He was the best at defending against such attacks. Killing technique, he loosened his fingers, the cold iron sword came out of his hand, and struck with the sword in the air.
Wu Mocheng frowned, shook his spear, and threw his sword away. He originally thought about why Wang Qi abandoned the sword, but seeing that although no one was holding the sword, he was still using various sword techniques to stab him in the air. It was even more weird and unpredictable than when Wang Qi held the sword.
"Swordsmanship!!"
Wumo City was shocked. This young man had such power and magical swordsmanship at such a young age. It was unbelievable!
Wang Qi used the Hunyuan Silk to control the sword. Ever since he mastered the Hunyuan Silk, he has been thinking about its use in the Heart Mirror Space. There, his mind was open and his inspiration was like a spring. The sword control technique was also a newly learned move. He controls Hunyuan with his spiritual mind, which is even more flexible and versatile than his hands.
Just look at the tricky angle of the cold iron sword, the sword style is like an antelope hanging its horns, there is no trace to be found, and it is as fast as lightning. If he uses the sword by himself, he can still guess a thing or two through his body movements, but this sword is controlled by Qi, It’s even more bizarre!
He was distracted and used two things. He vibrated his hands to create a style of Fengyun Sanshou, attacking the enemy's lower body and attacking from above and below.
Wu Mocheng didn't expect that he had the skill to control a sword. He didn't check every move and was slightly behind. However, he was a master of divine will and also had the secret skills of the divine court. He saw a cold light in his eyes. This cold light appeared from his eyes. The light shines brightly.
This is Wu Mocheng's unique skill. It's called: Shocking Stab. Wherever your eyes go and where your mind goes, if you hit this method, it's like your soul has been taken away. You can only stand still and wait for death.
Wang Qi's eyes lit up, and he felt a flash of light, and then a beam of divine light entered his eyes.
In the sea of spirits, a ray of light suddenly appeared, bright in the sky, and then hit his spiritual thoughts. This light was transformed by a ray of divine will from Wumo City, and it was good at attacking divine thoughts.
After Wang Qi saw this thing, he sneered secretly, saying that he dared to use such methods to take him. Suddenly something happened in his divine sea, and a big mill appeared, a big millstone with nine powers of mountains and seas!
The light flashed in without knowing what was going on, and the big mill turned up and down, but there was no sound inside.
During the battle, Wumo City suddenly felt severe pain on the spiritual platform, and his ray of divine will had been ground into slag powder. I never expected that this young man's divine will was so powerful. It was not divine will, but it was better than divine will. How could this be possible! !
Although his head hurt, he was not panicked and his eyes were extremely calm.
But two defeats had left him completely passive, and Wang Qi's Sanshou, Fengyun Style was already in front of him. His big gun shook, and he ignored the approaching Han Iron Sword above, turning around with his gun. He stabbed Wang Qi in the heart.
If he was hit by the sword, the young man would also be stabbed to death. He actually wanted to use a lose-lose strategy to force Wang Qi to retreat and move back to a disadvantage.
During the battle, everything changes rapidly.
How could Wang Qi, who had the upper hand, fight with him? As soon as he changed his moves, he was flying sand and rocks, stepping on the Star Step, and the person was gone.
The cold iron sword in the sky slashed at the head, and Wu Mocheng had to use his gun to drive away the flying sword. At this moment, Wang Qi appeared behind him, intertwining his palms, and used a move to catch the dragon: Splitting the Sky.
The Sky Splitter, which means tearing apart space, is the most brutal move in the Dragon Capturing Technique. He used the Wind and Cloud Style to attack the lower plate, and then grabbed the sand and flying rocks. He squatted down and reached behind him in a flash, and grabbed it as soon as he stretched out his hand. Wu Mocheng's feet and limbs collided, fighting hand to hand! !
Wang Qi's mountain and sea energy suddenly exploded, and he rushed into the body of Lord Wu Bao with nearly 10,000 kilograms of force and two magical powers. Although he had protective real energy, it was broken at a touch under the broken Yuan magical power.
The body-protecting true energy was shattered, and the true energy was as powerful as a broken bamboo. It invaded hundreds of veins in an instant, shook and destroyed, and the situation was over.
"good!!!"
Wu Mocheng actually shouted "Hello" at this time, but made one wrong move and lost the whole game.
He never expected that his body-protecting essence would be shattered upon contact. It was incredible how powerful this young man was! He was so powerful at such a young age, and it was a well-deserved death for him to die at his hands!
His tone was calm, but this sound shocked everyone. It was also his last voice. This ruthless man who killed himself regarded life as nothing, even his own. He only wanted to fight for this shocking battle. Congratulations to this young man for his mastery!
Wang Qi was unmoved. He saw his shoulders swinging, his waist strong, and his hands stretched out, as if he was going to tear the space apart!
"Crack, click."
After a period of bone-crushing friction, blood rained down from the sky, and Umo City was torn in half!
He held half of the body in each hand, standing in the rain of blood, with the surrounding internal organs scattered and hanging low on the ground, as if the devil was eating people.
There was silence all around, except for the buzzing sound of the Cold Iron Sword, which was whirring endlessly and slowly rotating around Wang Qi.
The disciples of Wujiabao looked at it dumbfounded and retreated quietly. This was obviously a battle between enemies demanding their lives and masters of divine will. Let's break up. Let's divide our luggage and disperse.
They didn't have deep feelings for Wujiapu, probably because their master had a bad temper and often beat and scolded him, but for a moment they felt empty and didn't know where to go!
Some villagers in the town did not disperse. They bravely walked towards Wang Qi.
Wang Qi was sorting out the corpses in Wumo City. After all, he was a strong man in the divine realm and could not let him die without a complete body. A book of exercises came into view, with two words written in ancient script on the cover: Shock!
"You, this young man, why did you kill Lord Wubao, and what do you want us to do in the future?" An old man shouted angrily.
"Yes, yes, the castle owner established the town and protected us for thirty years, but now he is killed by a devil like you! Devil!" a woman screamed.
"Devil!!" "Devil!!"
Wang Qi turned around and looked at the group of townspeople, and saw that they were scolding him harshly, but they dared to get angry and dare not move. Look at them, they regard evil people as their backers. When evil people bully him, he dares to be angry and dare not speak out, but behind his back he says three things. Tao 4: When an evil person bullies others, he secretly feels happy, but on the surface he comforts others to show that he is good.
When a villain dies, his backer is gone. Look at his face!
Wang Qi remained silent, sighing secretly...
He walked to an open space, opened a grave pit with his sword, and buried Wumo City. In the blink of an eye, a new tomb was made. Wang Qi stood the big gun in front of the grave, turned around and left.
He was covered in blood and looked at the townspeople who were still scolding him. This time he used his spiritual thoughts to add a flash of cold light in the dark night. The townspeople felt as if they were falling into an abyss and were horrified in their hearts, thinking that this demon was The head wanted to eat people again, howling loudly, running away, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.
However, two people stayed, an old man in his fifties or sixties and a young girl.
"Young man, I have something unclear, please let me know." The old man said calmly, but the girl next to him was a little scared.
Seeing that they were not hostile, Wang Qi replied: "Your Majesty, please speak." He breathed slowly and evenly, holding a sword in one hand, and was ready to fight again.
"I heard that you are a disciple of Shaoxia Mountain, but are you a disciple of Shixianzi?" The old man straightened his figure and looked at Wang Qi and asked.
"It's the master." Wang Qi replied seriously.
"This is strange. Shixianzi was very outstanding back then, and Wumo City is his suitor. I wonder why you are fighting?" The old man frowned and asked.
Wang Qi immediately told the story of what happened, and he also secretly wondered how the Master's suitor fought with him to death, and the man's wife saw him as an enemy.
After listening to what Wang Qi said, the old man thought for a moment and couldn't help but sigh: "I see, what a sin..."
"What's going on? The kid is also confused." Wang Qi asked. He was really puzzled just now. Why did the Lord of Wu Fort commit suicide crying and laughing?
"Back then, Wumo City's pursuit of Master Fairy failed to produce any results. It was said that he got a portrait, which he regarded as a treasure. However, his wife discovered it and became so angry that the city was in turmoil. Everyone knew about it.
Fei Sixiang's jealousy turned into hatred, which has lasted to this day. It's really unbelievable. But now she has ended up like this, alas - what a sin, what a sin. "The old man shook his head repeatedly and sighed loudly at the strangeness of this grudge.
"How could this be like this?!" Wang Qi was stunned when he heard this. He really didn't expect that there were so many twists and turns inside, it was really unbelievable.
"Oh, this word of love can really kill people. Wumo City has cut off the love and reached the realm of God, but I don't want to return it today." The old man looked at the new tomb and sighed slightly.
"Thank you for telling me the reason." Wang Qi clasped his fists in thanks.
The old man asked: "No need to be polite, how is your master lately?"
"Everything is well, Master. I wonder what I call you?" Wang Qi said. This old man had hidden all his true energy and blood, and he couldn't understand it. He didn't know the depth.
"Xie Zhenan, this is my disciple Xie Yuran." Xie Zhenan introduced.
"I have met Senior Brother Wang Qi." Xie Yuran saw that his master had a good conversation with the young man, so he was not afraid anymore, "Senior Brother, you are a disciple of Master Fairy. Is she really as beautiful as a fairy? There are still people in Baiyun City now. The legend of Master Fairy caused a big commotion in Baiyun City back then, and it was so serious." It was indeed a girl, and her thoughts were out of her mind.
"Yu Ran, don't criticize yourself." The old man scolded sternly. He then said to Wang Qi: "My little friend, don't listen to her nonsense. They are all old rumors and cannot be taken seriously. My little friend should be going to Baiyun City, right?"
"Exactly, I heard that there is a sword master in Baiyun City and I am going to visit him." Wang Qi nodded and said. In his heart, he secretly thought about how his master caused such a big fuss in Baiyun City back then, and this girl actually heard the rumors.
"Oh? We are going to find Yue Hengshan. He basically no longer practices swords by himself. The old man is a little hard to talk to. If you follow him in everything, it is possible. However, you are Shi Ruoshui's disciple. He should not It will make things difficult for you." Xie Zhenan pointed out.
"Thank you for your advice." Wang Qi thanked him.
"If you are free, little friend, you can come to Shaoming Mountain to be a guest." The old man said with his hands in hand, intending to leave.
"If you have free time, you must pay a visit." Wang Qi said goodbye to the two of them and left Wujiabao.
This battle was full of twists and turns. It was not his intention to kill people, but it was fate. A whole family died. What a pity, what a pity!
Wang Qi lay on the back of the bull, looking at the stars in the sky, and felt something in his heart. It was not the first time to kill him, but what happened today was really speechless and made people sigh.
However, this Wu Mocheng is also a strange person. He uses his emotions to enter the mind of the gods, kills his own body and then advances. This is a ruthless way, and he is also a person who has entered the way.
If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.
