Qian Hao suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. His fair and handsome face turned red, truly white and rosy. His whole body was shaken and flew far away.
He failed.
The long sword roared angrily. It turned into a long dragon and stood up high. It suddenly slashed hard. Chen Zhe was stunned.
The blow of this sword was very familiar. Chen Zhe had also used it against Wang Xing that day when he was unconscious. The moves were exactly the same. This was a swordsmanship that had been lost long ago.
The sword roared like a dragon's roar. The formation arranged by Qian Hao was destroyed in half by one sword. All the talismans lost their effectiveness. The practitioners were originally dissatisfied. Someone shouted:
"Rob."
That is a top-level immortal magic weapon. If I get it, I will no longer be a poor man in the spiritual world. My attack power will be doubled. It will not be difficult to become famous in the spiritual world.
There is a devil in everyone's heart.
Shen Huazhen yelled: "Everyone, wait a minute."
Who the hell cares about you?
A cultivator in his fifties or sixties was the fastest. He stood tall and already held the sword in his hand: "Haha. This magic weapon is destined to be mine."
The long sword was already free with one shock. With a horizontal stroke...
The poor cultivator's big head immediately flew up, and his broken neck spurted out a column of blood several meters high. He couldn't die anymore.
This magic weapon is still so powerful.
The long sword was full of hostility when it was born. It was regarded as a meal by everyone. It was also one of the most powerful magic weapons in the world. The magic weapon had a spirit and a sense of pride. As soon as it was freed, it immediately killed everyone.
So powerful. But we still have to fight.
Chen Zhe saw that everyone's eyes were blood red. They all rushed over like mad dogs.
Shen Huazhen, the headmaster of Qinglong Temple, did not dare to let the magic weapon be snatched away by others. In that case, the deal with Lieyang Sect would definitely change.
"We are going too. We can't let others get the treasure."
On a green pine in the distance, a woman in white with outstanding temperament stood on it. She sighed quietly, seeming to feel sad for these people. A pair of shining eyes glanced around, and she could already see the shadow of Qin Xin: " You little girl, you make it easy for me to find you. If you didn’t like to watch the fun, I still wouldn’t be able to find you.”
Of course Qin Xin didn't notice. She just looked at it with excitement: "These guys are crazy."
Chen Zhe nodded beside him and said, "You are indeed crazy."
Another male practitioner got the sword: "This magic weapon belongs to me, haha."
The green grass on the ground was surrounded by water waves. The man immediately fell into the mud. A gray shadow was seen flying quickly and incoherently on the ground into the distance.
"This man is so powerful in the Five Elements Technique." Qin Xin exclaimed in shock.
Shen Huazhen snorted coldly, and with dazzling eyes, she held up the five-hundred-year-old bluestone tablet she had just obtained. The stone tablet flew into the air, suddenly grew countless times in size, and fell in front of the Earth Escape practitioner.
The stone tablet fell to the ground and penetrated deep into the soil.
There was a bang.
The Earth Escape practitioner couldn't escape from this stone tablet. He actually hit the stone tablet alive and made no move.
Chen Zhe shouted in shock: "He... was he killed?"
"Isn't it?" Qin Xin sighed: "It's so miserable."
She originally liked liveliness by nature, but when she saw a few living beings really dying in front of her, and their deaths were so tragic, she couldn't bear it, so she shouted: "Everyone, please stop robbing us."
No one paid attention to her.
At this time, anyone who dares to stop him from grabbing the treasure is his enemy. Even his biological father must be killed first.
Chen Zhe sighed: "Are these guys crazy about trying to impress others?"
Qin Xin said faintly: "They are driven crazy by their practice. When a practitioner encounters an immortal magic weapon, he or she will be killed."
These guys... are hateful and pitiful.
At this moment, a thought suddenly arose in Chen Zhe's mind... Is practicing practice really wonderful?
"Let's stop them." Qin Xin couldn't bear to see it. She pulled Chen Zhe and ran over.
A disciple of Qinglongguan escaped into the ground. He grabbed the magic sword and escaped out of the ground again: "Headmaster, I grabbed it."
puff..
The tip of a sword came out from his chest. The long sword had been obtained by a young female cultivator. Her face was filled with joy. She turned around and tried to escape. A black light had penetrated her throat. She didn't make a sound. The long sword Fell to the ground.
Chen Zhe suddenly realized: "That sword was intentional. It was left here intentionally to let everyone kill each other."
"Yes." Qin Xin nodded.
In fact, it is not difficult to see. But these people are blindfolded and cannot see.
It turns out that cultivators are indeed similar to ordinary people.
Chen Zhe remembered that when he was in high school, a certain manufacturer set up a stage and held a promotional event. At the event, a camera with that kind of film was randomly given away. It was a disposable one. It was worth tens of dollars. It was directly facing the audience below. Throw it down.
The scene at that time was like a piece of fresh meat thrown into a school of sharks. One person caught it and was snatched away by others. The person who grabbed it fell down and seven or eight people were immediately pinned down on him. Everyone went Grab. Grab until you are red-eyed.
Later, those people fought with each other. Some people were injured and some had their arms crushed. The police came to stop the activity.
Another time, Chen Zhe went to the bank to withdraw living expenses on a windy day. A man just came out of the bank and withdrew some 20,000 yuan. He couldn't hold it and the wind blew it away. At that time, everyone was looting again. The person who withdrew the money was a woman. .Crying and begging everyone to return the money to her because it was the cost of her medical treatment. But no one paid any attention to him.
Chen Zhe clearly remembered that dozens of people went to grab the money that was blown away by the wind. They were all red-eyed. Among them were beautiful female college students and junior high school students in school uniforms. There was an old man who threw away his walking stick and rushed towards him. He pushed him down. There was a pregnant woman next to me. There was also someone driving a Camry. When they saw it, they stopped the car. They also grabbed it. The door was not locked... In the end, they grabbed a few pink tickets. The Apple mobile phone in the car was stolen...
Do you think these people are crazy?
Originally, he came here with excitement to watch everyone fight. But now that he saw it, Chen Zhe felt extremely disappointed.
"Let's go, Qin Xin." Chen Zhe turned around and took Qin Xin's hand.
As soon as I pulled it, it was empty. There was nothing behind it. There was no trace of the little girl anywhere.
She...where has she gone?
Chen Zhe felt empty-hearted. Would she stop them stupidly?
That's simply suicide. How could she do such a stupid thing?
"Little girl."
Chen Zhe shouted loudly. He didn't care to see what happened to the magic weapon. He searched back and forth in Qinglong Mountain.
He shouted out one after another. Qin Xin did not agree. The other practitioners were all crazy and did not notice that there was a young man here.
Fortunately, Chen Zhe had no intention of touching the magic weapon and no one attacked him.
On the mountain. At the foot of the mountain. On the back mountain. Qinglong Temple.
None.
The scenery here is elegant. The breeze blows and the leaves rustle. But there is no shadow of Qin Xin.
What happened.
Chen Zhe ran down the mountain, shouting all the way, hoping to hear the little girl's delicate voice. Unfortunately, he still didn't.
When he walked by, a bush on the mountain was stirring. Chen Zhe ran over excitedly: "Qin Xin, are you here? I've found it."
"It's not Qin Xin. It's me."
A girl emerged from the bushes. Her hair was messy and her face was pale. Her long, straight legs were full of elasticity.
Chen Zhe was stunned: "Jiang Chen...why is it you?"
"I... I just saw you and Qin Xin running mysteriously to Qinglong Mountain, so I followed you. But..." Jiang Chen's lips trembled. It was not because of coldness, but because of fear.
She ran up the mountain but did not follow Chen Zhe. She climbed up when she heard the excitement on the mountain. As a result, she saw with her own eyes that a cultivator was chopped in half with a knife. The body is still lying in the trees not far away.
Jiang Chen is already very courageous. If he were to do this to an ordinary girl, she would definitely scream and faint. This would also scare a grown man out of his wits.
Although she didn't like Chen Zhe, she was frightened when she saw an acquaintance. She immediately came up and grabbed Chen Zhe: "I was scared to death just now."
"Have you seen Qin Xin?" Chen Zhe grabbed her and asked.
Jiang Chen shook his head and stammered: "No...no."
"I'll go find her."
Chen Zhe turned around and started to run up the mountain again. But Jiang Chen grabbed him and said, "Wait a minute. I'll go with you."
Now Chen Zhe has lost Qin Xin and Jiang Chen has seen the dismemberment with his own eyes. One is extremely anxious and the other is confused. But they both find each other much more pleasing to the eye.
Chen Zhe grabbed her and said, "Then follow me."
He stepped forward with his legs. Jiang Chen immediately felt as if he was being pulled by a train. His body flew up involuntarily. One shoe flew away: "Hey, slow down. It's my shoe."
Chen Zhe said impatiently: "I don't have time to wait for you. I have to find Qin Xin."
Jiang Chen gritted his teeth. He was dragging her around the mountain in her pure white socks. Her whole body was about to be torn apart. Thanks to her good physical condition, she still had a feeling of motion sickness. She just endured it.
The cultivators in the distance were still having a fierce exchange of words. Chen Zhe took a quick glance and didn't see Qin Xin's shadow, so he went to look elsewhere.
Up the mountain, down the mountain, up the mountain, down the mountain. After doing this several times, Jiang Chen couldn't stand it anymore: "You are going to tear me to death."
Chen Zhe looked disappointed. He looked back at Jiang Chen and found that the white sock on one of her feet was covered in dirt. It had been worn down to the bottom and was stained with blood.
"When did you lose your shoes? Your feet are broken. Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Depend on.
Jiang Chen rolled his eyes. I told you so damn long ago. You have to listen too.
Chen Zhe frowned. He happened to see the dead body of a cultivator next to him. He was still wearing a pair of sneakers. The body was still steaming. It was fresh.
"Just give you his shoes."
Chen Zhe said and walked over. Jiang Chen held him tightly: "Those are the shoes of a dead man. I would rather not wear them."
Damn, this bitch is still being tough.
Chen Zhe bent down and pulled off his shoes and threw them in front of her: "Then wear mine. Don't worry, I don't have athlete's foot."