In the sky, a lone moon hangs high in the sky, and the bright moonlight shines down. The sand sea seems to be covered with a layer of frost and snow, and is white and boundless.

"Master National Preceptor!"

"Nowadays, hundreds of masters regard you as a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh. How can you still laugh?"

The first person to speak was none other than Zhao Gao, the Order of the CRRC of Da Qin.

He walked slowly under the moonlight, not approaching, but standing far away, with six sword slaves arriving behind him.

"Interesting, I guess you must have found a new supporter!"

Su Qing stopped with his fingers, and the three members of the Yin Yang family were already standing behind him like puppets. Seeing him move, the six sword slaves all tensed up and took a step forward. Their eyes were calm, as if they were facing a big threat.

The enemy seems to be quite taboo.

Zhao Gao spread his hands and said with a smile: "It's not really a backer. I just reported to His Majesty that you secretly controlled them and wanted to control the net. It was all thanks to the help of His Excellency Dong Huang of the Yin Yang Family!"

Su Qing nodded and smiled.

"I see!"

He looked at the huge Mohist machine beasts again, and then said with great interest: "Could it be that you and them have temporarily formed an alliance?"

Zhao Gao smiled even more.

"It's just that we met on the way here, and we happened to be traveling together. In addition, the Imperial Master has already learned from many masters of the Zongheng family, the Mohist family, and the Yin and Yang family, but I don't know if he is interested in getting to know the masters of farmers and Taoists.

Woolen cloth?"

The night wind blows, and the desert is filled with wild sand.

Su Qing's body was slightly thinned by the wind. His white hair brushed lightly around his ears, and his exposed cheeks looked unprecedentedly clear under the moonlight. He said "Oh" in a tone that was obviously surprised, but there was no trace of it on his face.

Unexpected, he asked instead: "Strange, could it be that there are no Confucians in this battle? That really has some flaws!"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly changed the topic and said leisurely: "However, it's okay, Confucianism is of some great use. When the world is reset and hundreds of houses are destroyed, it can be used to educate the world and calm people's hearts!"

"This is wrong. I, a Confucian, will never go with you!"

A clear voice came with the wind. The person who came was dignified in appearance and majestic, but his speech and behavior were very restrained and calm.

Su Qing smiled after hearing this.

"Come with me? Haha, I don't need anyone to go with me. I just need to win you. Then, someone will kneel down and sit down with me!"

"Humph, we still don't know who is strong or weak!"

"boom!"

A burst of energy surged, and on the other end, with a cold snort and a startled fall, Chuo Chuo figures appeared one by one, the leader of which was none other than Tian Hu, one of the Sixth Hall of the Farm.

Almost at the same time.

"I have to say that among the opponents I have encountered, you are the most surprising!"

Shen Ya's slightly hoarse voice rang out, and in the dust, everyone from Liusha, led by Wei Zhuang, including Gai Nie, appeared one after another.

Su Qing glanced at everyone and asked curiously: "Where is the Taoist master?"

"Xiaoyaozi, I have met you!"

An old man with gray hair and gaseous dust appeared.

At this time, Gong Shuqiu, who had always been calm and composed, was a little panicked. Looking around, he saw enemies everywhere, and there were masters from hundreds of schools everywhere. They were heavily surrounded, and every step was dangerous. At the moment, the person in front of him,

Is there really a way to conquer the world and control all the wastelands?

"Are you scared?"

Su Qing looked at the people surrounding him and asked without looking back.

"Don't be afraid!"

Gong Shuqiu bravely responded hurriedly.

But Su Qing just said casually: "It's okay to be afraid. Fear of life and death is common in the world. What's there to hide? But you have to know that they are actually more afraid of me than you are!"

"Right?"

In the first sentence, he was still talking about Gongshuqiu, but in the second two words, he was already looking at Zhao Gao and everyone.

"Where is your sword?"

Zhao Gao's face had already suppressed a smile at this time.

But Su Qing said something very strange.

He said: "The wind is going to blow!"

Words spoken softly, like whispers, are inaudible.

But everyone present is not mediocre, so how could they not hear or understand.

"Pretending to be a ghost, your time of death has come, let's see what other tricks you can come up with!"

"Since you are holding back, I won't accompany you anymore. Our farmer will take his life!"

Tian Hu couldn't hold it any longer, his face was full of anger, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he heard an angry shout from his mouth. He took a big step and raised his tiger soul to kill Su Qing. The farm disciples followed closely behind him.

But he could only run four or five steps.

The night wind blew violently, and countless gravels made a sparse sound, as if in response to Su Qing's words, and then were swept up into the sky, impacting everyone's sight. The wind was strong, and the sand was making waves, but Su Qing himself

But her hair has not flown, her clothes have not shaken, she is like an old tree in front of the garden.

Tian Hu saw that he was approaching, but suddenly he heard a soft word falling in his ear.

"fall!"

Looking over, Su Qingzheng reached out and pointed at him lightly.

It's just an extremely ordinary finger. There is no Qi movement, let alone sword Qi. It is just like pointing at flowers and grass, ordinary and unremarkable.

But as soon as he said it, Tian Hu, in the eyes of everyone, had plunged into the yellow sand, his life was gone, and he died simply.

With one finger down, Su Qing turned his eyes slightly, looked at the Six Sword Slave aside, and spoke again.

"Pour, pour, pour, pour, pour..."

Six people, six falls.

As soon as the word fell, one of the Six Sword Slaves had a deathly look in his eyes and fell to the ground expiring. Liao Liao Liu Zi, the notorious snare killer, the "Six Sword Slave" who was feared by hundreds of families, was actually dead.

Got it clean.

"kill!"

The rest of the people who were already wary of Su Qing were all moved and shocked when they saw this miraculous and unimaginable method.

Only Wei Zhuang came to kill with his sword, and Gai Nie walked side by side.

When the others saw this, even though they were frightened, they still roared and charged towards Su Qing. On the sand sea, various qi forces appeared one after another.

But at this moment.

"Roar!"

As soon as he heard the roar of a tiger, Su Qing suddenly saw a terrifying evil beast falling from the sky and biting him.

It is the Mohist machine beast, the white tiger.

Su Qing didn't look at it, with a calm expression. He raised his wide-sleeved robe with his right hand and flicked it outward. The originally menacing white tiger suddenly stopped moving. His whole body was frozen by a layer of ice at a speed visible to the naked eye. Before he could land, he

, has turned into a huge piece of ice, sealing the white tiger in it like amber, and the Mohist disciples who control the mechanism inside are no exception.

As soon as the white tiger was frozen, he touched the ice with his left hand. Immediately, countless ice powders scattered in the wind in front of Su Qing like flickering stars.

But Su Qing's movements hadn't stopped yet. He turned his wrist with his left hand and drew a circle in the air in front of him. The two swords that came from behind were immediately pulled around and fell into his hands.

Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie looked shocked. Shark Tooth and Yuan Hong were caught by someone with their bare hands.

But what was even more astonishing was what happened next. Su Qing exerted force with his fingers. The two rare sharp weapons in the world made a crisp "ding" sound, were cut off easily, and then were crushed into pieces in Su Qing's hands.

Fly ash and iron filings are scattered from the fingers.

"retreat!"

Just as the two swords were broken, Su Qing suddenly spoke again and faintly uttered a word. The breath of the word suddenly turned into a bright white light, flying out from between the lips and teeth, forcing Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang to retreat.

The white light continued to cast away, like a spirit snake ghost, dragging out afterimages on the yellow sand, changing constantly, going back and forth, and after four or five breaths, it dissipated under the eyes of everyone as if they were seeing ghosts.

What followed immediately was the sound of blood splattering on the spot, and the motionless figures fell to the ground one after another under the miserable flowers of blood.
Chapter completed!