Each of my disciples has a different kind of martial arts. Does that mean I have become the ancestor

The casual cultivator Wu Zong opened his mouth.

Blood stained his white teeth red. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

As the casual cultivator Wu Zong's eyes gradually dimmed.

The breathtaking pressure disappeared.

Dead...

A martial arts master who was high above and oppressed countless merchants and mortals died just like that...

In the entire inn, not even a wave could rise!

"You... you you senior brother..."

Jia Fugui looked at the dead martial arts master, his face was pale, and he couldn't even speak clearly!

Gou Wa patted Jia Fugui on the shoulder again.

"Don't worry, this is just a routine operation. How can those who dare to come to eliminate casual cultivators have no cultivation to rely on? You should go out and hide for a few hours, so as not to be affected..."

The body of an ordinary person is very fragile.

Even if the battles of those martial arts masters are not aimed at these mortals, mortals may die from the aftermath of the battle.

Gou Wa likes this fat guy very much. It would be a pity if he died in the aftermath of the battle.

After explaining to Jia Fugui.

Gou Wa followed Huo Changqing out of the inn.

Boom boom boom!

Boom boom boom!!

The continuous collision sounded, and the earth trembled!

As the yellow sand rose, the whole village was in complete chaos!

Huo Changqing looked up.

In the center of the whole village, two figures were trembling!

The khaki power collided with the blood power, and the terrifying sound waves raged in all directions!

Among them, the one who used the khaki power was the white-haired elder who had a good conversation with Huo Changqing before.

As for the warrior who activated the blood spiritual power, it should be Qin Shiqi mentioned by the elder.

Looking at this battle, Huo Changqing couldn't help but marvel.

"Is this the battle between martial masters?"

The battle between martial masters is particularly spectacular!

Huo Changqing's current fighting power is far inferior to these martial masters.

There is a big gap between them!

Not far behind the white-haired elder, a large number of martial masters are also fighting.

The top fighting forces have all been on the field!

But...

Huo Changqing always has a strange feeling in his heart.

The martial master who is fighting with the white-haired elder is indeed very strong, but too ordinary.

He is very different from Qin Si, whom he met in the Sin Domain.

"Could it be that... stepping into the realm of martial masters has exhausted all of Qin Shiqi's potential?"

Huo Changqing thought secretly.

This is actually possible.

In the entire Sin Domain, martial masters are already considered strong.

There are not many people who can break through to the realm of martial masters.

It is already very good that Qin Shiqi can reach this realm!

Just when Huo Changqing was stunned.

A martial master rushed straight towards him?

"Daoyou, be careful!!"

The disciple of the Tuling Sect shouted.

The speed of that martial master was too fast, they couldn't stop him at all!

His realm was infinitely close to the late martial master!

There was a huge difference between the early, middle and late stages of the martial master realm!

Facing a late martial master cultivator was a disaster!

All the disciples of the Tuling Sect were complaining in their hearts. This time, the mysterious Taoist friend who helped them solve the problem of the demon force field was going to die in this mountain village...

They couldn't bear to watch.

And this distraction allowed those cultivators to take advantage of the opportunity!

Many Tuling Sect disciples were beaten and flew out, covered in blood.

At this time, the cultivator who was infinitely close to the late martial master was already close to Huo Changqing.

He grinned.

"Hahahaha!"

"You care so much about him, his identity must be extraordinary!"

"Wait until I crush his head, what expressions will you Tuling Sect people have?"

Just thinking about it, this martial master cultivator began to look forward to it!

He stretched out his hands, like eagle claws, and clasped Huo Changqing's head!

Huo Changqing also narrowed his eyes, mobilized all his strength, and stabbed out with a spear!

In an instant, the sea of ​​blood surged, and the spiritual platform trembled!

The surging power poured out like a flood that broke through the dam!

Roar! !

The loud dragon roar resounded through the sky!

A divine dragon burst out from the tip of Huo Changqing's spear and chased after the casual cultivator Wu Zong!

Boom! ! !

The divine dragon collided with the eagle claw, and the eagle claw was crushed in an instant. The surging power continued to hit the casual cultivator Wu Zong heavily!

Bang, bang, bang! !

Buildings were knocked down, leaving a deep gully on the ground!

In an instant, smoke and dust rose!

The casual cultivator was covered in blood and flesh, and he wanted to use the eagle claw technique, but the blood-red hand only raised half an inch and then fell down!

Even if they were casual cultivators who were infinitely close to the late stage of Wuzong, they still couldn't escape alive from Huo Changqing!

"Big Brother, this move is really cool!"

Gou Wa praised.

All the disciples of Tuling Sect were excited.

They never expected that the Taoist friend they met by chance would have such a terrifying fighting power!

"Hahaha! You casual cultivators, give up struggling, so that you can die more comfortably!"

"That's right! Don't think about running away, none of you can escape!"

"This day next year will be the death anniversary of you casual cultivators!"

"..."

It didn't take long for the Tu Ling Sect disciples to gain the upper hand.

above the ground.

A middle-aged man with disheveled hair raised his eyebrows.

"The monks who came back this time are not simple in strength..."

Boom!

A Wuzong realm casual cultivator was smashed to the ground, and blood flowed out gurglingly.

Just when he was extremely anxious.

Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of the slovenly middle-aged man on the ground.

The Wuzong Realm casual cultivator was instantly ecstatic.

The real Lord Qin Qin Qin has come out!

As long as Mr. Qin takes action, those Tuling Sect monks are nothing!

The Wuzong realm casual cultivator supported his injured body and quickly came to Qin Shiqi.

"Master Qin!!"

He didn't ask for help, and he didn't care about the war. His eyes were full of fanaticism!

Because, as soon as Mr. Qin Qinqin appears, everything is a foregone conclusion!

"Good boy, it's great that you can fight for the glory of the village."

Qin Shiqi said slowly, his voice was very gentle.

The Wuzong Realm casual cultivator's eyes instantly turned red.

Master Qin praised him!

For so many years, he rarely heard Mr. Qin praise him!

He even wished that his injuries were more serious!

In this way, we can get more attention from Mr. Qin!

Qin Shiqi waved to the casual cultivator.

"Come, let me see how you are injured..."

At this time, the casual cultivator in the Wuzong realm acted like a child, acting coy.

"Master Qin, it's not in the way... It's not in the way..."

Qin Shiqi used his fingers to trace the blood on Sanxiu's neck: "It's such a waste to lose such sweet blood like this..."

Listening to these words, the Wuzong Realm casual cultivator always felt that something was strange, but he couldn't figure it out. He could only repeat what he said before: "A small injury, it's not a problem..."

Right now.

Qin Shiqi approached the neck of the Wuzong realm casual cultivator. Under the messy hair, a pair of pupils were extremely greedy!

He grinned, showing his jagged teeth!

Those jagged teeth were imprinted on the neck of the Wuzong realm casual cultivator!

With the swing of his head, a large piece of flesh and blood was torn off!