The world of martial arts has been destroyed by the demon woman again!

Duanmu Qing felt that his whole body was slightly on fire, and he almost couldn't go out and deal with the Qingcheng Sword Sect first.

"Hey, hey, you go out and kill those bastards from the Qingcheng Sword Sect first and then come back... You are not allowed to come back until you have killed enough eighteen innates."

Ji Ziyue groaned, and when Duanmuqing heard this, he moved away with difficulty, his eyes bloodshot.

Kill eighteen innates?

Duanmuqing's second child was even murderous at this moment.

Looking at Duanmu Qing who was getting off the carriage, something didn't feel right, especially some parts that couldn't be covered even if he wore heavy armor, so no one said anything.

They just looked at each other and nodded.

Wei Fuyao is such a slut!

This was the understanding shared by everyone in Duanmuqing's convoy. Wei Wuji, who was still unhappy at first, no longer wanted to argue with Duanmuqing after a long time.

Because even Wei Wuji, the older brother, felt that his sister was very depraved and lustful...

He felt that he had better not be too insular and accept the fact that his sister might have become deviant after going to Huangting Mountain to practice Taoism.

In fact, he couldn't help but join the team and secretly mocked Wei Fuyao's team.

You must know that back then, when the second son was still there, Wei Fuyao saw him and the three black-skinned senior sisters in his family wandering around.

She became so angry that she once drew her sword and chased the four of them for eight hundred miles.

Wei Wuji was not even allowed to wear pants, and he almost asked Wei Wuji to join the Tianren Sect in advance.

However, Wei Wuji couldn't say much at the time. After all, although his sister was not taboo about things between men and women, she was very serious.

Wei Wuji never thought that such a serious sister would have such a nature...

It was so hilarious that I almost thought she had been replaced.

Duan Muqing was holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, and in the distance were more than 2000 outer disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect who had surrendered.

It has to be said that although they are all disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, these disciples have also hated the six major families of the Qingcheng Sword Sect for a long time.

When Duanmu Qing came, he had never even thought about completely wiping out the Qingcheng Sword Sect this time, but these disciples made Duanmu Qing have some strange thoughts.

However, for my own thoughts

"A group of traitors! I will clean up the Qingcheng Sword Sect today for me!!!"

Holding a long sword, Yue Jueyun flew over. The giant sword grew a hundred meters away, and the sword fell directly downwards.

"Shut up!"

Seeing this scene, Duanmu Qing whistled directly, and the red dragon horse came running with Fang Tian's painted halberd in its mouth. Duan Muqing mounted the horse, and Zong Heng waved Fang Tian's painted halberd.

The unity of man and horse is exactly Wenren's killing and shooting skills.

Compared with the hundred-meter giant sword and the realm, only Duanmu Qing, who is born in the third level of the innate world, looks so small with the painted halberd in his hand, but this time he successfully blocked it with the painted halberd.

Duanmu Qing, who was like a divine man with the red dragon divine horse and a powerful horse in the air, stood face to face with the members of the six major families of the Qingcheng Sword Sect indifferently.

This scene really made everyone present feel comfortable.

It was like seeing a divine general in a story.

"What kind of palm?"

Duanmu Qing held Fang Tian's painted halberd, and then said: "The ancestral teaching of Qingcheng Sword Sect is that if [-]% of the disciples vote, then the Qingcheng Sword Sect will change its leader.

Yue Jueyun, you six major families have gone against the grain, and now [-]% of the disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect have elected me, Duanmu Qing, to be the leader.

You are no longer members of the Qingcheng Sword Sect! "

"Duanmu Qing!!!"

Hearing Duanmuqing's words, Yue Jueyun was startled at first, and then became unbearably furious.

"How dare you covet my Qingcheng Sword Sect!"

Ok? !

When Wei Wuji heard this, his hand that was originally about to kill couldn't help but pause.

Seeing Yue Jueyun's defense being broken, he couldn't help but laugh happily at this moment.

Duanmuqing is a good guy in a fight, but his mouth is also unforgiving!

"What about your Qingcheng Sword Sect? Qingcheng Sword Sect has nothing to do with you from now on!"

Duanmuqing pulled the reins of the Red Dragon Divine Horse, and then said: "Don't worry, I will help you enjoy the Qingcheng Sword Sect. Didn't your Yue family talk about blood inheritance?

Don't worry, no matter where you start, my Duanmu family will be a hundred times more accommodating than your in-laws! "

"It is absolutely impossible for you to lead this sect and die together with your family. Your family will only perish today."

Duan Muqing's words successfully touched the darkest and most selfish places in the hearts of all the six major families present.

This moment made all of them extremely angry on the spot. Their scarlet eyes looked as if someone had slept with their wife in front of them a dozen times.

They are out of control.

Yue Jueyun pointed his finger at Duanmu Qing crazily and screamed, "Kill him, kill him, kill him."

He was so accustomed to giving orders that he actually forgot that he was the strongest among the current members of the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

Five or six elders of the Qingcheng Sword Sect rushed over, each of them an innate master.

The first level of heaven....

What a bunch of giant babies, actually...

Duan Muqing held Fang Tian's painted halberd in both hands. He was not afraid at all, but seemed a little bored. He charged and waved the Fang Tian painted halberd in his hand.

Two crescent moon zhenqi that looked like splashing ink slashed across the left and right sides.

After passing by, four or five big heads rose into the sky on the spot.

Duanmuqing's hands were slightly bleeding.

"Is this the only kind of enemy?"

Duan Muqing's Fang Tian Hua Ji pointed at the six major families who began to hesitate and fear just because someone died, and said directly: "I came to Qingcheng Sword Sect to definitely kill all your family members.

Don't surrender! "

Listening to Duan Muqing's words, the elders present turned pale, and Yue Jueyun became furious and prepared to step forward and kill Duan Muqing with a sword.

"Hey hey hey, don't ignore me!"

Yue Jueyun suddenly heard a voice in his ear that he was very familiar with but could not remember at all.

Then, a sword blade penetrated Yue Jueyun's lower body and came out.

The fairy book is a small lonely step.

Wei Wuji drew his sword and retreated. The sword in his hand was broken, and most of the sword was broken off at the tip.

"Huh huh huh!!!"

Yue Jueyun covered his lower body and saw that it had turned into a pile of mud. He couldn't help but widen his eyes, looked at Wei Wuji, and then yelled: "Shameless villain, you dare to sneak attack."

"Then your Qingcheng Sword Sect, when you were dueling with my father, weren't you the quasi-grandmaster who was pretending to be a sneak attack?"

Wei Wuji was angry, and then waved the long sword in his hand, cutting Yue Jueyun and the three Xiantian elders who participated in the Wei family's investigation into two sides with one sword.

Except for the two quasi-grandmasters, these four people are the highest-level people in the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

After ten years of raising the sword, today is the time to draw it out.

Wei Wuji used Lonely Small Steps, his figure was like a ghost, and the blood energy of the underworld was attached to the sword body, tearing the enemy's body apart. The Wei family's Shuiyue Sword Technique was even more proficient.

Between the vertical and horizontal sword energy, it was like eighteen levels of hell descending.

The remaining ten or so innate elders were too frightened to move.

However, their hell is getting ready.

"call...."

The Red Dragon Divine Horse breathed out hot air slightly as it continued to accumulate its own strength.

Then, with the earth-shattering sound of horse hooves, the charge began.

Boom boom boom!

The speed of the red dragon divine horse was faster than the sound. Only then did an innate elder react, and Fang Tian's painted halberd had already pierced his body.

Master Wang kills people like cutting grass.

At this moment, Duanmuqing is killing people, but he is also mowing grass.

The halberd turned and smashed the corpse onto another person's body. The surging Qi had no skill at all, it was purely a shock with great force, but it was as heavy as a mountain.

The two elders saw that the horse Duan Muqing was riding was abnormal, and then they joined forces to chop off the feet of the red dragon horse.

However, the divine horse raised its body and avoided the attack. It hit someone with its head and kicked someone in the chest with its front hooves.

This horse can fight better than a human!

Seeing that they seemed unable to fight, the two elders turned around and ran away. They were not good at fighting, but their Qinggong was indeed good.

Duanmu Qing turned slightly, and then threw the [-]-kilogram Fangtian Painted Halberd in his hand, like a meteor arrow piercing the hall, directly piercing an elder.

He took the other Fangtian Painted Halberd from the mouth of the Red Dragon Horse and threw it out again. Duanmu Qing killed another person.

Seeing that Duanmu Qing had lost his weapon, the two regained their courage. Unexpectedly, Duanmu Qing turned his blood and murderous aura into a long sword that looked like it was carved from red crystal.

It pierced one person's neck directly, while the other person's sword did not even pierce Duanmu Qing's body.

...

Seeing this ghost-like scene, Tiema Binghe was greatly shocked. He couldn't believe why his young master could kill people like this despite being in the innate realm.

Recalling how gentle and elegant his young master was on weekdays, and looking at the madness at this moment, he was somewhat afraid to speak.

"Why should you be surprised?"

King Wu yawned, and then said: "With all the opportunities and information Duanmu Qing has obtained, as long as nothing happens to him, he is destined to be the best in this generation..."

Duanmuqing didn't care about King Wu's evaluation. After killing all these people, he rode the red dragon horse back to his position.

For some reason, the two quasi-grandmasters did not appear, and Wei Wuji did not end his battle.

Duanmuqing will not interfere in the battle on that side, because it belongs to Wei Wuji's revenge.

That was a battle of dignity that was more important than a battle of life and death.

As for the quasi-grandmaster, Duanmuqing knew that he was not his opponent yet, so he was not prepared to commit suicide.

So what can you do next?

Duanmuqing rolled his neck and sat on the edge of the carriage with his chin in his hands.

Prepare to wait silently for the next battle.

However, the sound that came out the next moment made Duanmuqing feel embarrassed all over.

"Wei Fuyao of Huangtingshan asked about swordsmanship today, Qingcheng Sword Sect!"

He is riding a white crane with three thousand purple energy.

From the north, a sword came from the sky.

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1Chapter 16 pairs, Wei Fuyao is a slut!

The stars in the sky are very bright, and the full moon is hanging high.

Today is the Ancestor Worship Festival in the Wei Dynasty. Before autumn, most people will rush back to reunite with their families and eat ancestor worship cakes.

This custom is most prevalent in Red Dragon Kyushu and Qinglong Kyushu.

The waves of the earth and the sea are full of infinite hatred, and the sword of the heavenly official has no taboos.

Wei Wuji had already broken through the eighth level of the innate world in the past few days, and the scene in his mind was exactly this hell of the Dead Sea. In that hell, there were people who respected the law and wielded swords to kill monsters.

"Trash, didn't the previous heads of the Qingcheng Sword Sect all turn to the Book of Immortals after taking over?"

Wei Wuji's sword blade pierced Yue Jueyun's abdomen. The sword energy stirred back and forth, pulling out the opponent's intestines. While beating him, Wei Wuji's face showed dissatisfaction.