On the Jiulong Mountain Village, the fire has begun. The people of the Lie Dao Sect who have been lucky enough to die are struggling to save themselves. Some of the weak warriors support each other, while others stagger.

In the dark night, move forward to higher places that cannot be burned.

Fortunately, Chen Qiu's methods at this time were more "generally" in his words. He no longer cut off people's hands and feet, or nullify people's meridians, but only drains their souls and leaves no external injuries.

If you fight with others in the future, you will definitely not be able to do it.

After tonight, weakness from the inside out will destroy them like poison of the tarsal bone.

But at least tonight, you can escape from the fire.

Someone noticed the movement in the wooden house.

But no one dares to disturb him.

The formation of the true qi in the body's operation in the Great Circle made Chen Qiu's total amount and mass of true qi were completely different from before. In addition, the reshaping of the root and bones allowed him to control the sword jade even more.

It's also more domineering.

For opponents who are far inferior to you, you can force them into a dream through contact without obtaining consent.

After a game, a new soul will be recorded.

The strongest sect leader of the Lie Dao Sect can't even walk twenty moves in Shen Qiu's hands, let alone others.

The only tricky thing in the entire village is Yang Beihan who is in charge.

To be honest, it would be a big surprise to meet Elder Beihan tonight in Chencang, not only for Yang Beihan, but also for Chen Qiu.

The fire spreads to the prairie and the red light is overwhelming.

There was a love ice sculpture left in the corner of the wooden house with broken doors. Chen Qiu was squatting in front of Elder Yang Beihan, whose body was stained with blood. A ray of moonlight that was disturbed by the fire also shone from the top of the two people, illuminating the dark area a little.

Those light spots sprinkled on Yang Beihan, who has a short figure and a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek.

It reveals endless embarrassment.

The injuries that were already forcibly suppressed could no longer be suppressed. The old injuries had not healed and new injuries brought the Seven Quarter Elders into a dilemma that had never been seen since the martial arts were successful.

Luoyang did not count that time.

That time it was a mountain ghost who attacked and Qingqing was lucky.

But this time, Chen Qiu attacked from the front with the soul-destroying claw to destroy the elder's martial arts, leaving him with nothing to say.

It's not just physical pain and weakness.

There are also spiritual blows.

After the old sect leader Shen Yin, he should have been the strongest man in the world to practice the soul-destroying divine claws, but now, a young man who is almost one-third of his age.

He defeated him with the strength of destroying the enemy and using his best and most proud skill.

For a master, such a blow is almost devastating to personal martial arts.

"bass"

The black sword of Kuangsha slashed the cheek of the Qi Jue Elder who was closing his eyes and waiting for death.

Most of the blade fell to the ground, and the chances of cutting off the hair were flying in the random hair. Chen Qiu took a handkerchief in his hand and helped the elder wipe the blood stains from the corner of his mouth.

Just like an old friend, he kept his murderous intentions away, and said in a gentle tone:

"Elder Beihan, come and play a game."

"game?"

Yang Beihan, who had weak breath, gasped and opened his eyes. He saw Chen Qiu reaching out his left hand towards him.

Perhaps the old man was determined to die and had no fear on his face. As the pain of weakness in his body hit, he grinned and said:

"Is this a young man's trick?"

"No."

Chen Qiu replied:

"Losing to a person like me and dying at my hands will make the elder feel regretful. For the sake of the elder teaching the soul-destroying claws, if the elder wants to be decent, I will give the elder a decent one.

I ask the elders to fight again in the end, and then go on the road with peace of mind.”

This is very unknown.

Yang Beihan stared at Chen Qiu's eyes. In those increasingly clear eyes, he did not see any tricks or sarcasm. Perhaps the young man in front of him did not like to lie.

Or he is a master of fraud.

But, it doesn't matter.

If he really wants to kill, the knife just now can kill his life.

Besides, with the current situation, what else can I be afraid of?

Yang Beihan's face was as white as paper. He coughed violently twice, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. The smile on his face became even more intense. He raised his hand and pressed it on Shen Qiu's left hand.

With bloody fingers, they left a few blood marks on the impermanence of heaven.

He said:

"What's wrong with you, a kid?"

Seeing that Chen Qiu didn't say anything, Yang Beihan said again:

"The transformation of true qi is so natural and fast, just like one person has practiced many kinds of magical skills. This is the technique you have studied by yourself? Could it be that you learn from the world's magical skills and create your own martial arts like the old sect leader?

Why do you guys feel like you have been enlightened all of a sudden?

And your strange body movements seem to have mixed up with many essences.

Are you really good at martial arts in the world?”

"That was just a whim of Chen Qiu."

Chen Qiu said:

"In recent days, I feel that I have learned a lot, so I want to sort out all kinds of martial arts. As for body skills, this thing depends on talent and understanding. Chen was too talented before and could not learn the secrets.

Now that I can see the blue sky through the clouds and mists, all kinds of wonders are all in my heart, just like building blocks, learning from each other’s strengths and weaknesses.”

Speaking of this, Chen Qiu glanced at Yang Beihan and said:

"My 'Lishang Step' is just a first test, and it may be the eyes of the elders?"

"But there are already magical powers."

Yang Beihan snorted and said proudly:

"But it's still a bit short of time. If I hadn't been seriously injured today, I would have only ten moves to break your body!"

"Ten moves?"

Chen Qiu laughed loudly, he said:

"The elder is so old, but don't brag in front of the younger generation. You are seriously injured, but did Chen do his best?"

"whispering sound"

Yang Beihan curled his lips and said:

"Your steps are too heavy and exquisite.

If you meet someone like me who walks ingenious ways, you can still fight one or two. If you meet Yang Tao or Ren Hao and other domineering people, you can use your strength to defeat your skills. No matter how many wonderful techniques you have, you will be broken by a punch.

If you want to achieve great success, you must add a strong aura to derive a variety of changes in order to be at ease in the top disputes in the martial arts world.

As for your internal strength and mental method

I have only seen similar magical skills from the old sect leader. I didn’t know much, so I didn’t show off my skills.”

"The elder said it well."

Chen Qiu nodded quite approvingly. Yang Beihan's eyesight is really good.

He is worthy of being a person who has followed Zhang Moye and seen the world.

"I've said everything I should say, and I've said what I shouldn't say."

Yang Beihan twisted the blood-stained rat whiskers, closed his eyes and said:

"Where is my decent?"

“That’s it.”

"But since it's a game, let's bet on the lottery. I learned from Zhang Lan that the elder seemed to have been secretly investigating the Hidden Tower in secret to find Zhang Moye's traces.

If the elder loses, he has to answer Chen’s question.”

He looked at Yang Beihan and said:

"According to the elder's investigation, where is the owner of the Hidden Tower hiding?"

Chen Qiu said something.

The next moment, the sword jade dream opened, and Yang Beihan felt the rising force of the Shen Qiu, pulling his soul, and he instinctively resisted.
To be continued...