The half-palm snowflakes fell from the sky, rolling in pieces, which were gray in contrast to the cold and deep atmosphere, which could almost cover people's sight and soul. However, they could not cover people's anger, and there was also the murderous aura that had to be vented. So Xu Jiu looked like a ferocious beast with blood. His young and childish face was no longer handsome, leaving only a layer of heart-wrenching hideousness.

He has never been so angry. Even if he was robbed of monsters because of his lack of strength, even if the guy next door repeatedly bullied him and finally asked him to summon the old ghost who had not yet awakened to eat it, even if he witnessed Xu Jin being humiliated, he has never been so angry. The soul of every emotional creature has a softest place that cannot be touched and touched. For example, for him, this low, dark and uncomfortable stone house carries his entire life and the spiritual sustenance for hard practice over the years.

The stone house is gone, it seems like his life has collapsed. Those traces that have been hazy but will still indulge in my heart even if they have been indifferent for ten thousand years cannot tolerate any invasion. When only ruins and gravels remain in front of him, it means that his anger is like the emotions caused by the collapse of his entire spirit and the stone house, and he has to vent his anger and kill people.

When the boy was angry, there were fists that made your face bloom, and there were flying swords that cut off human heads. The sword light of Yaojiao had never stopped, cutting and smashing the large snowflakes that had fallen at some point, tearing the air that seemed to be frozen into solid state, and killing them forward. Anyone wearing a black robe and a white belt with his waist would be the ones he wanted to kill.

His cold footsteps were heavily stomped on the ground, stepped on Zheng Zequ's body, and stepped on a terrifying depression. The flesh and blood were squeezed into it. The falling snow flakes melted into it and soon solidified in the cold. A large bunch of purple-red blood was sprayed from the broken neck that was still bleeding, splashing on the heads of the people falling beside him, dyeing the dead's hideous face even more terrifying.

But this terrifying face soon disappeared because a foot with endless resentment crushed it hard, completely trampling it into a ball of minced meat, red and white painted all over the ground, condensed on the frozen ground, like an angry painting, hiding the dead air in life.

After a brief shock and anger, the remaining five monks of the Black and White Society quickly moved their bodies while stepping on the wind and snow. The monks of the Black and White Society were used to oppressing casual cultivators and ordinary people, and they had never done anything to kill and rob. Although they were shocked and angry at the death of their companions, they were not panicked. They quickly moved in the wind and snow. Among them, one of the monks who seemed the strongest and in a leadership position was thin, with a sluggish black robe, with a gloomy face, and a strange light flashed in their eyes. They shook their hands and shook a yellow glow from their sleeves.

Magic weapons that can flash the treasure light must be all good. In the yellow light is a brass Bagua plate, which rises when it sees the wind. When it reaches the size of eight inches, you will see that there are three sides of the Bagua direction of the Bagua plate, which turns out to be a damaged magic weapon. Even so, Xu Jiu still remains calm in the anger, knowing that this person is mastering a damaged magic weapon.

The damaged spiritual weapon is also a spiritual weapon.

The thin monk suddenly shouted: "Black and white can do things, and the idle people will retreat!"

When I saw this incident, I saw a person from the Black and White Association appear again. One of them was ruthlessly killed by a young monk. Therefore, the passers-by who stopped and stopped retreated in horror. Only those who had good cultivation and courage could dare to retreat about the outside world and watch from afar with enough eyes.

The brass Bagua plate rose into the air, dripping and swirling, and the yellow light spread. The other four black and white monks moved and changed positions, quickly set their positions in their directions, and sacrificed three flying swords, which were just first-class magic weapons. There was also a silver fork-like magic weapon, which shocked and murderous intent. At that moment, the wind and snow stagnated within ten feet of the surrounding area, and the air did not flow. The suffocating terror pressed towards the young man surrounded by the middle.

Xu Jiu still did not see any panic. He did not retreat at all. He stomped Zheng Zequ's head and took another step forward, pinched the sword technique with his left hand, and combined the two fingers of food and middle, stabbed forward like a sharp sword, and stabbed forward fiercely with the young monk's anger that had to vent, and assassinated fiercely!

So his flying sword also assassinated out extremely fiercely!

Knock! Xu Jiu's flying sword collided with the flying sword of a black and white monk in the sky. The quality of the flying sword was only the worst, comparable to Xu Jiu. However, Xu Jiu took anger and his cultivation was far superior to the other party. He only wanted to kill people, but he had no reservations. He ignored the brass Bagua plate pressed down on his head. This sword was assassinated with great pleasure, and had no way to retreat. He knocked the opponent's flying sword away with just one blow. The remaining momentum was not diminished, and he swept through the void happily, tearing up hundreds of flying snow, and penetrated the man's heart.

The silver sword light pierced through the chest and pierced through the vest. It was already beautiful and beautiful, bringing out a three-foot-long blood arrow, which was so beautiful, but the man couldn't see it because his eyes were so wide that it seemed like his eyes were about to rush out. There was only a darkness in front of him, and finally fell to the ground like a dead dog. Soon the narrow sword wound gushed out of the blood that was bursting out due to the rupture of the heart, dyeing a large gorgeous blood flower on the ground, which was extremely touching.

At the same time, two flying swords and a silver fork came assassinated.

Xu Jiu's body twisted, and he quickly stepped on his steps and dodged to the side. However, he could only avoid a flying sword and the silver fork. Finally, a sword light was wiping across his shoulders, and the Taoist clothes were torn apart, cutting out a bloody hole.

Even so, he is no longer the same as before. He has entered the third level of the Qi-Suppressing Realm, and his true qi in his body is several times stronger, his breath is not leaking, external evils are not invaded, and his internal regulation is smooth and free, and his spiritual consciousness is stronger, so that he can turn and move so quickly.

The thin monk was only truly shocked at this time and quickly shouted angrily: "The eight gates return to their posts!"

This brass Bagua Plate is a damaged magic weapon, including Qiantian, Kundi, Kanshui, Lihuo, Zhenthi, Xunfeng, Genshan, and Duize eight gates. When the eight gates are all in hand, the eight monks each return to their positions and use them together, and the Dui land has great power. However, this person's Bagua Plate has already damaged the most important Qian, Kun, and Zhen three gates. The five monks are not powerful. The most powerful one is this thin monk, but he has just reached the third level of Qi Sui Realm. The other four have been killed by Xu Jiuxiansheng, and the remaining three are all at the first level of Qi Sui Realm. It is too late to return to the position.

However, even so, it still caused great trouble for Xu Jiuping. The Bagua Plate flew in the sky, and suddenly swayed in the five hexagram positions, and a rolling flood, a thick tongue of fire, a strong wind, a ball of sunken meteorite, and a large piece of black and sticky black juice. This is the magic weapon, there are spaces similar to storage magic weapons in the eight hexagram positions. Various fierce things have been stored and sacrificed by the monks. Once they are used, their power will be added and they are very fierce. There are eight monks who occupy their positions. If they can sacrifice flying sword magic weapons that match the attributes and use harmonious spells, it will be truly amazing.

Xu Jiu had already killed two people in a row at this time, and the mind he had cultivated in places like Heluo City would not be palpitations due to killing people. He became more and more calm at this moment, thinking that if it were not for the two levels of Jin, there would be no chance of survival today. With this in mind, the more angry he felt in his heart.

These people, damn it.

Black and white meet, it should be destroyed.

Unfortunately, he had no powerful magic weapon in his hand and no powerful magic. He had to move quickly at the moment, avoiding the violent bombardment of the Bagua Pan, enduring the pain in his shoulders, and suddenly a sword rushed out quickly. Now he used the flying sword. Although it was still a superficial method he had figured out, his speed increased several times, his power and accuracy also increased several times, which was not comparable before.

He did not hesitate to kill a cultivator at the first level of the Qi-Sui Realm with the third level of the Qi-Sui Realm. Sure enough, the cultivator who sacrificed the silver fork and Rikong came again was picked up by his sword and slashed the forehead with a sword. He immediately had a blood mark from his head to his hip, and he died so much that he could not die again.

Kill another person!

The thin monk was completely shocked and quickly pressed his hands hard, shook his hands and took out a talisman of paper. He burned his fingertips, and then turned into a fire and rushed straight into the sky. Xu Jiu was shocked when he saw this: "That's bad! This person sent the talisman, and must be someone from other Black and White Society..."

He did not dare to take out a low-grade spiritual pill gas pill from the Zangxu bag and put it in his sleeve for use at any time. The gas pill has the function of burning the true qi in his body and exploding the combat power of a monk in a short period of time. Although it will cause the monk's true qi to be poor and to wither for a long time, it is a treasure that kills the enemy and saves his life at a critical moment, and is very popular among monks. Xu Jiu could not afford this gas pill, and these three gas pills were obtained from the dead ghost Qushan Taoist.

Immediately afterwards, he grabbed a black magic weapon from the Zangxu Bag and captured a black tube magic weapon. It was the hand cannon. He kept his steps and quickly placed a fire thunder.

At this time, he had only three fire thunders left, but he had no intention of being stingy. He shot out with a shot. The fire thunders shot out, and the light and fire splattered, and suddenly hit the brass Bagua plate that was rolling towards Xu Jiu, and exploded violently. A large ball of flames rolled, trembling with more than ten feet around him, buzzing.

Unfortunately, a fire thunder exploded and could not hurt this damaged magic weapon, but for Xu Jiu, he had already gained enough time.

He moved like a rabbit, launched a fatal attack like thunder, and quickly bounced into the void. The flying sword that had just killed one person trembled continuously, like a spiritual snake spitting out a letter, and then shot quickly, stabbing a violent sound explosion into the air, and fiercely storming towards the strongest thin monk.

The thin monk was already full of fear and scolded the dead ghost Zheng Ze in his heart. Didn't this boy only had the first level of Qi Jing Realm, and was an inconspicuous little person. He was forced to bow his head with a hand cannon? Now it seems that this boy has the third level of Qi Jing, which is deeper than his own. Moreover, this boy looks only fourteen or five years old, and he is simply a genius. Such a genius monk, even the leader of the Black and White Society, would not move easily.

Who knows whether such a young genius will become a famous monk in the future? If he wants to take action, he must be completely killed, otherwise there will be endless troubles in the future. The thin monk angrily scolded Zheng Zequzhu in his heart, and was also glad that he had already sent out a letter talisman as soon as possible. When he was young, he would be a big player in the black and white team, and the young man would definitely die.

Of course, the premise is that he must resist the young man for a moment. Then, when he saw the flying sword coming, he hurriedly recalled the Bagua Panel that was shot back by Xu Jiushou's cannon, and flew across the sky to resist the flying sword.

However, at this moment, Xu Jiu had already rushed over and arrived in front of the last monk, and could not allow him to resist at all. When his face was terrified, he had already reached out to grab the angrily. His five fingers were as fierce as iron, and he grabbed the sky gate above his head in one fell swoop. First, it was a violent shock, and immediately shattered the brain area of ​​the person. His brain was broken into a ball, his divine thoughts dissipated, and he was already dead. Then his true energy surged, and his five fingers were sturdy out of thin air, twisting with infinite force, twisting a head off!

The boy was furious and killed four people in a row!
Chapter completed!