Manager Zhao looked up at the sky and counted the time in his mind. At this time, the disciple who went to report to the eldest son should have arrived. Without any hesitation, he suddenly stretched out his right palm, and the magic power emerged from it and gradually manifested. Within a moment, a A vivid demon spirit appeared on the palm of my hand, its body was dark and its eyes were red. As soon as it appeared, it opened its mouth and screamed, but there was no sound.
"Ah-----" A scream came from Zhu Yong's mouth, and he fell to the ground, holding his head and crying.
This is... the soul-eating demon that has stirred up the Divine Sea! ! What Manager Zhao used was the Qin family's method of controlling slaves. If an ordinary low-level slave was disobedient, he could use this method to discipline him as a punishment.
Zhu Changqing's expression changed drastically, he hurriedly took out Qin Zheng's cards and shouted angrily: "Manager Zhao, aren't you afraid of death?!"
"A little slave dares to talk big, let me take it down!" Of course, Manager Zhao is afraid of death, and he is still very afraid, but now that the hatred between the two parties has been forged, they must eradicate it. There have been a lot of troubles in Mangcheng recently, and these two are waiting to be killed. Just a slave, throw his body in the desert, use some disguise, and put the blame on the Xie Qi family, and then you can sit back and relax.
As for Qin Zheng, how could he go to war over a slave? Even if he had some affair with that Ning'er, if he wanted to seek revenge, he would go to the Xie Qi family, so what had he to do with it?
When the five mine guards heard Manager Zhao's order, three of them immediately changed their fighting bodies. Their bodies rose more than ten feet high. They looked up to the sky and let out a tiger's roar before they rushed towards them.
The other two people each performed Taoist magic, and a dark bottle appeared in one's hand. As soon as the bottle came out, the temperature of the scene dropped by three points, and the hot summer turned into cold winter. He pointed the mouth of the bottle at Zhu Changqing and recited the incantation. , flicking the bottle with one hand.
"Ding----" A soft and crisp sound sounded in everyone's ears.
I saw a white mist pouring out from the mouth of the bottle, as thick as liquid. This mist seemed to be spiritual and tactful like a snake. It rushed towards Zhu Changqing. In the space it passed, there seemed to be white frost appearing, which showed how cold it was.
There was another person holding a talisman, and with a wave of his hand, he laid out five talismans around him. This was to prevent the two of them from escaping. It was like a dragnet.
Zhu Changqing's face was full of anger, but when he saw the other party taking action, he immediately calmed down. The matter has come to this, why not waste a fight, even if it means risking his life, it doesn't matter! But...his lineage may be extinct!
Looking at the three body refining cultivators who were rushing towards him, he had a smile in his eyes. These disciples from aristocratic families who were in the middle stage of Qi refining dared to attack him. They really regarded him as an ordinary domestic slave!
He straightened his body and looked serious. In an instant, his momentum increased steadily, revealing his powerful strength in the late stage of Qi refining, and a sword intent shot straight into the sky.
In an instant, a golden light burst out from his body, emitting thousands of rays of light!
Jianwan! ! !
Since this treasure returned to its original owner, he has been refining it day and night. This sword pill has been with him for hundreds of years, and he has already deeply understood its samadhi. In just a few years, he refined this treasure again, sending and receiving it as if it were sent to his heart.
The sky was filled with golden light, captivating everyone in the mine!
The expressions of the three people who were the first to attack changed greatly. Although they had never seen Jianwan, they had heard of its power and that it was a treasure of sword cultivation. Could it be that this slave was actually a master of swordsmanship? !
The sound of the sword pill was harsh, and nine sword qi appeared in one turn. However, in an instant, dozens of sword qi appeared in the sky, like a big net, waiting for the sparrows to fall into it.
The three men had already exhausted their power and had no time to change their moves. They fell straight into the golden light, and the sharp intention came towards them. They had no choice but to use their protective spells, but... they could not defeat the fine gold sword pill. It was cut into pieces in an instant!
"Ah-----ah--" The screams started one after another and disappeared quickly.
Broken corpses and blood rained down!
Everyone present had their eyes widened and their hearts were shaken!
What's going on? A little slave actually has a sword pill in his body, and has such sword intent and sword skills. It's really unbelievable!
Manager Zhao's face changed drastically. He never imagined that things would change like this. He hurriedly activated the demon spirit in his palm, but it was of no use, as if the man was not disturbed by the demonic thoughts at all!
how so? !
Aren’t all the slaves under the Soul-Eating Demonic Mind? !
Why isn't he affected? !
In the sky, the sword pill moved again, the golden light changed, and dozens of sword energy volleyed under the cover. He had no time to think too much, so he had to withdraw the demon spirit in his palm. The mana surged and transformed into a battle body. A pair of more than ten feet long appeared in his hands. The spiked iron hammer is full of ferocity and terror.
He waved his hammers to protect his whole body, trying to block the sword light in the sky, but... his hammers were only high-grade magic weapons. How to block the fine gold sword pills, which were treasures, was the result of the sword light. The sharp aura he carries cannot be resisted.
Dang, dang, dang, the sound of gold and iron clashing kept ringing.
Manager Zhao's whole body was covered by golden light. In just a breath, the sound stopped and the golden light dissipated. The hammer in his hand was chopped into pieces by the sword energy, his body was covered with scars, and his eyes were full of disbelief. .
The next moment, blood surged from his body like a spring, spraying several feet away, and then he fell to the ground, dying with his eyes open.
How could a steward from a small aristocratic family be able to defeat a master of swordsmanship from a large sect? The two sides were not on the same level at all. Steward Zhao thought that he could capture the demon spirit by inducing it, but he never thought that Zhu Changqing's divine sea demonic thoughts had been killed by Wang Qi. He had long since regained his freedom, obtained the precious weapon Sword Pill, and his strength had returned to its peak, and he was infinitely superior to him.
One wrong step, every wrong step.
Zhu Changqing's eyes were piercing, and the mana around his body surged, dispersing the white mist that came towards him. He pinched the sword formula with his hand, turned the sword pill in the sky three times, and there were twenty-seven sword lights. In just an instant, he chopped off the five talismans around him. After it was all gone, the sword light was like rain, heading straight towards Zhao Yuming.
The boy was no longer so proud and arrogant at this time, and his face was filled with fear.
In less than ten breaths, the three guards were chopped to pieces with a sword, and even his own father died!
How could this be? !
How can it be? ! !
As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, pain spread all over his body. How could he, who was only in the middle stage of Qi refining, be able to block the power of the sword pill? His hands, feet, and limbs were cut off by the sword light before he could even move the magic weapon in his hand!
"Ah---ah--spare my life--!!" Zhao Yuming howled miserably.
Zhu Changqing showed ruthless intent, and controlled twenty-seven sword rays to fly up and down, constantly passing over Zhao Yuming's body. Each sword ray took away a piece of flesh and blood, and suddenly blood and flesh flakes flew everywhere.
This is Lingchi's punishment, which shows the hatred in his heart! !
The sound of screams continued, Zhao Yuming's four limbs were severed, and he stood on the ground like a pillar, surrounded by infinite sword light. Every moment, a sword light came to him, and even sharper energy penetrated into his inner organs, like The snake was like an ant, gnawing at his internal organs. The pain was beyond words and he wished he could die immediately!
The other two guards were already frozen at this time. Their bodies were trembling, and their magic weapons and talismans fell aside. They were shocked and speechless as they looked at the scene in front of them. They did not dare to make any rash move, for fear of attracting the man's murderous intention. But the two knew that, Trying to run away in front of a sword cultivator is nothing more than a dream.
The sound here also attracted many mine slaves to watch, all of them stood in the distance. Some of them clenched their fists, some cheered loudly, and some were unbearably excited. They saw Zhao Yuming, who tortured them every day, suffering from this. , It's really satisfying, I wish I could go forward and chop a few swords in person to relieve the hatred in my heart.
"Father, what are you doing..." Zhu Yong had just recovered from the demonic thoughts disturbing his soul. As soon as Manager Zhao died, his mind gradually calmed down. When he opened his eyes and saw such a scene, his heart was shocked, but extremely... readily.
Twenty-seven sword lights in the sky shone brightly at the same time, piercing down from all directions, ending Zhao Yuming's sinful life...^^
Zhu Changqing took back the sword pill, glanced at his son, and saw that he was fine, and said: "It's not easy to stay here for a long time, let's go!"
"Wait a minute." Zhu Yong quickly walked to the pile of minced meat, reached out and picked up a Qiankun bag, entered his mind to check, then returned to his father and said, "The soul flag is inside." Zhao Yuming once said that Ning My soul was taken away to refine the flag, and I think it should be in this magic weapon, waiting to find a good place to turn it into a soul in the flag again.
At this moment, four figures suddenly appeared in the distant sky.
Zhu Changqing's face changed slightly, he grabbed his son and headed straight towards Mangcheng. He knew that he had caused a big disaster with this killing, and now the only way to survive was to seek help from Wang Qi.
If they leave now, even if they can escape the pursuit of the Qin family, they will not be able to unravel Zhu Yong Shenhai's evil thoughts. When the elixir is used up, it will be the time of death. What's more, Zhu Changqing is not treacherous. If he kills someone, the Qin family will definitely blame him on the young master. If this leads to the inquiry of Master Shendan and ruins the young master's important affairs, he will be responsible for his death.
Above the clouds in the distance were the eldest son Qin Yongli, the two elders, and the disciple who was leading the way. Hearing that Qin Zheng sent people to the mine to pick up people, the eldest son immediately brought the two elders and came to take a look.
He did not come to his home to discuss matters this morning, so he did not see Wang Qi showing off his power. After hearing what the elder said, he was shocked and at the same time became interested in Wang Qi, so he wanted to learn more about Wang Qi through his servants. In his eyes, low-level slaves like Zhu Changqing can be attracted by him as long as he opens his mouth and offers some benefits. At that time, he can place spies around Wang Qi and get a glimpse of the reason for this son's great improvement.
Thinking back to when Qin Zheng went to Mingzhou, he was only in the middle stage of Qi refining. How could he advance to the late stage in a short period of time and defeat the combined efforts of his father and two elders? In his opinion, it was simply unbelievable. Something must have gone wrong. Monster, this Qin Zheng must have obtained some heaven-defying treasure...
Thinking of this, he felt hot in his heart and walked in a hurry, thinking that he must not let his slave run away.
"Sir, look quickly!!" An elder pointed forward with surprise in his eyes.
Only a few miles away, golden light dyed the sky, the clouds flew away, and the sword energy soared into the sky!
There is the Qin family mine!
The four of them looked at each other, and the eldest son stopped first. Such sword intent was rare. Could it be that the Xie Qi family invited helpers to attack the Qin family? But... I won’t touch the mine here first!
In fact, this small mine has no great value, and it is not enough for the two companies to come here.
While the four of them were hesitating, two figures flew up from the mine and headed straight towards them.
"My eldest son, this man is Qin Zheng's servant." An elder said that he had met this man in the morning, so he knew him.
"Stop and ask clearly what happened with the sword light just now." Qin Yongli said in a deep voice.
The four people had just come out of the city, and they were on the only way into the city. They lined up in a row, blocking the way. The two elders stood in front, looking at the two people who were approaching, and shouted: "Qing Qing." Stop, slave, what happened to the mine?"
As he spoke, he held the magic weapon in his hand. The man's face was as dark as water, and he had a murderous look on his face. He had obviously just killed someone!
Zhu Changqing kept moving, and saw him take out a hand card, mana poured in, and a word "Zheng" appeared, shouting to the people in front: "On the orders of Young Master Qin Zheng, when you go out to do things, all Qin family disciples are not allowed to stop them. Anyone who violates this rule is prohibited." Kill without mercy, get out of the way!"
