I'm not a gangster

Chapter 33

The chat group is in a state of silence, and the group members will naturally not be able to continue the chat group.

People opened the sermon video one after another and began to feel the rhyme of the preaching.

The world of nine songs in the sky.

With the voice of Wu Ming preaching, Wei Zhuang gradually entered the state of enlightenment.

The ghost valley is vertical and horizontal, which is one body with two sides.

Hezong pursues the victory of the weak over the strong.

Lian Heng pursues bullying.

The two seem to be very different, but they are actually a means of winning.

The ultimate pursuit is "the world is a chessboard, and all living beings are chess pieces".

Although Wei Zhuang inherited the He Zong line, but for so many years, he often competed with Gai Nie of the Lian Heng line, and the essence of Guigu Zongheng has long been engraved in his heart.

Wei Zhuang used the sword energy of the vertical line, according to the profound meaning of Taiji swordsmanship, and quickly released the sword energy of the horizontal line.

Two completely different sword qi spun around Wei Zhuang's body continuously.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Zhuang suddenly felt blessed, and instinctively pulled out the shark-toothed sword.

The sword energy of the vertical and horizontal veins instantly condensed on the shark-toothed sword.

"If you are strong, kill them head-on!"

"If you are weak, you will win by surprise!"

The blade of the shark-toothed sword condensed a continuous stream of sword energy, making it sharp and compelling.

The sword ridge of the shark-tooth sword condensed the sword energy of the vertical line, making it unpredictable.

Wei Zhuang swung the shark-toothed sword subconsciously, and the two sword qi were immediately entangled and shot towards the ground in an instant.

With a crisp sound, the sword energy easily pierced through the wooden board, and left a three-meter-long, three-foot-deep, three-inch-wide sword mark on the hard ground.

Wei Zhuang couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

Only relying on the combination of vertical sword energy can only leave a sword mark one meter long, one foot deep and one inch wide at most.

In terms of volume alone, the sword marks have expanded 27 times.

The increase in destructive power is immediate.

"What happened just now?" Zi Nu rushed in when she heard the voice.

"What happened just now is not important at all, what is important is what will happen next!" Wei Zhuang put away the shark-toothed sword, and walked towards the outside of Zilanxuan in high spirits.

"What's going to happen next?" Zi Nu frowned slightly, Wei Zhuang has always been rather cold, when he talks, he always likes to say half and leave the other half, it's hard to guess!
"Xinzheng's night, from today onwards, belongs to me!" After Wei Zhuang finished speaking, he immediately performed his lightness kung fu and rushed in the direction of Qijue Hall.

The plot of Tian Xing Jiu Ge has not yet officially started.

In Xinzheng's rivers and lakes, the Qijuetang family dominates.

There is a folk saying that if Xinzheng is not chaotic, Qijuetang has the final say.

The Poison Scorpion Sect has not yet received the support of Ji Wuye, nor has it received the support of the Night Curtain Organization. The overall strength is very weak, less than one-tenth of Qijuetang, and it has not yet had the strength to challenge Qijuetang's status.

If he hadn't joined the chat group, Wei Zhuang would have chosen to form an alliance with Qijuetang.

However, after the nurturing of the group members, Wei Zhuang not only increased his strength, but also broadened his horizons.

Qijuetang is nothing more than a group of wild grass and lakes.

In Wei Zhuang's eyes, Qijuetang is only worthy of being a pawn, not an ally at all.

Wei Zhuang's speed was very fast, and it didn't take long to reach the chief helm of Qijuetang.

"Who dares to trespass into Qijue Hall, are you impatient?" The patrolling disciples of Qijue Hall immediately surrounded him.

"No one can block my way!" Wei Zhuang pulled out the shark-toothed sword and rushed forward in an instant, killing the disciples of Qijuetang who stood in front of him like chopping melons and vegetables.

"Enemy attack!" The spies lurking in the dark, seeing Wei Zhuang's killing spree with their own eyes, immediately raised their voices to warn.

The chief rudder of Qijuetang immediately sounded the alarm.

The masters of Qijuetang gathered one after another.

Tang Qi, the master of the Qijue Hall, was innately perfect.

Among the four guardians of Qijuetang, two are born in the late stage and two are born in the middle stage.

The top ten elders of Qijuetang, in the early stage of innate state.

In addition, there are 36 elites in the acquired realm.

Qijuetang has always been Ji Wuye's key surveillance target.

Qijuetang rang the alarm bell, and Ji Wuye's right-hand man, Black Crow and Baifeng in the Hundred Birds Organization, immediately rushed over and stood on the sidelines from a distance.

"Little miscellaneous hair, you are so courageous. How dare you kill the disciples of our Qijuetang at the helm of our Qijuetang? You are really impatient!" The masters of Qijuetang gathered together. Very arrogant.

"After tonight, there will be no Qijuetang!" Wei Zhuang sneered, and used the most powerful stunt of the Lianheng lineage that he had just realized - the hundred-step flying sword!
The hundred-step flying sword that Wei Zhuang comprehends is not the full version of the hundred-step flying sword, but the basic version reversed based on the strongest stunt of the vertical line - vertical penetration in all directions, using the principle of Tai Chi Yin and Yang balance.

The basic version of the Hundred-Step Flying Sword lacks the precipitation of time, and there are some obvious flaws in the details, and it is only about [-]% powerful.

If it is against a martial artist in the realm of a master, the weakened [-]% power is enough to determine the final outcome.

However, Tang Qi, the head of the Qijue Hall, is only in the innate perfection realm, and relying on his large number of people, he thinks that he has the chance to win, which seems negligent.

In the blink of an eye, the shark-toothed sword pierced the night sky and pierced through Tang Qi's throat in an instant.

The onlookers couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

Wei Zhuang's meritorious deeds with one blow, quite a sense of sight of "Wan Jun takes the general's head from it".

"Revenge for the hall master!"

"I came to the main rudder of Qijuetang alone, and in front of all the masters of Qijuetang, I killed the hall master under heavy protection with a single sword. If this matter gets out, our Qijuetang will be swept away. What face do we have? Continue to walk the rivers and lakes!"

"We have a large number of people, as long as we swarm up, one by one, we can easily spray him to death. Let's go shoulder to shoulder!"

The masters of Qijuetang, who witnessed the death of the hall master, all felt filled with righteous indignation.

It wasn't just whoever launched the charge first, the rest of the crowd rushed forward immediately.

In the blink of an eye, the densely packed Qijue Hall disciples surrounded the inner three floors and the outer three floors.

Wei Zhuang didn't care at all, he used Taiji swordsmanship to disrupt Qijuetang's offensive, and at the same time used vertical and horizontal swordsmanship to kill.

Wei Zhuang's primary target is the ten elders in the early Xiantian period.

Wei Zhuang, who was in the realm of a master, relied on his crushing advantage to become an elder with one sword strike.

In the blink of an eye, all the ten elders were killed.

Seeing this, the four guardians all turned around and ran away at the same time.

Wei Zhuang didn't chase after him.

Wu Ming watched Guigu Xinfa and summed up three grades.

Wei Zhuang is now at the third level, using his body as a chessboard and his sword as a chess piece.

Wei Zhuang needs to destroy Qijuetang to show his strength, and he also needs a master who fled to spread his reputation.

Qijuetang was destroyed in one battle, and the four guardians fled without a fight. The rest of Qijuetang's disciples lost their backbone and all their fighting spirit in an instant.

Most of them turned around and ran, while a small number dropped their weapons and fell to their knees with a plop.

"We surrender!"

"Tomorrow morning, I want to see the leaders of the various factions in Xinzheng waiting outside the Zilanxuan gate. If you can't do it, you will die. If they refuse to come, they will die!"

(End of this chapter)