He looked at Chu Wufang in surprise.

Chu Wufang sneered and looked at him disdainfully.

"Why?" Zhou Qingshan's eyes were full of confusion.

It shouldn't be.

That should never be the case.

His cultivation is better than Chu Wufang. How could he lose? Instead, he should defeat Chu Wufang and step on his face.

This time he came to Jingshen Palace to let everyone know that he was the true successor of the Heart Sword, and Chu Wufang was just a side branch!

According to the master's teachings, I am extremely focused on the sword.

It seems like hello, but in fact he lives like an ascetic. Everything is practicing sword in life. He has become one with sword and man, and has reached the extreme level of practice.

He even felt that even if his master Hu Ranchen was alive, he would probably not be able to compare with his own. He was already better than his own.

"Why!" He ignored the blood hole in his chest, letting the blood surging out, staring at Chu Wufang, and murmured: "...Why!"

You should never lose!

Obviously, his cultivation is better than his, and his sword skills are better than his!

How could it fail?

How could it be defeated!

"Because my master taught me two swords!" Chu Wufang's lips curled up slightly and he sneered proudly: "One more sword than you!"

"Impossible!" Zhou Qingshan shook his head.

Chu Wufang said: "Master sees your temperament and knows that you will definitely find a way to kill me, so he passed on my sword!"

"Impossible!" Zhou Qingshan hissed.

Chu Wufang looked at him with pity: "Zhou Qingshan, do you think your master likes you?"

Zhou Qingshan stared at him.

Chu Wufang shook his head and said, "How could he like you? He just pity you."

"Whether it's pitiful or like it, it doesn't matter!" Zhou Qingshan gritted his teeth and said, "But why? Why do you need this!"

His full reverence for Hu Ranchen turned into anger and endless hatred. His heart was suffocating and burning, and it seemed to be frozen in the ice cellar.

I admire him, respect him, and please him, but in the end, I ended up like this?!

He felt that he was too stupid!

I was blind and I actually loved such a person!

"Because your master has calculated that you will take this step!" Chu Wufang said: "See your wolfish ambition!"

"Haha...haha..." Zhou Qingshan laughed to the sky, looking like crazy, and blood began to gush out of his mouth.

The blood in the chest was no longer so surging, as if it was about to dry out, and began to emerge from the mouth.

Chu Wufang looked at him with pity.

He could vaguely feel Zhou Qingshan's feelings. If the master passed one more sword to Zhou Qingshan, how disappointed and painful he would have been.

But he immediately restrained his pity. Zhou Qingshan deserved it. Who told him to kill him?

This is the helpless move of the master.

"Haha...haha..." A cold light flew out from Zhou Qingshan's sleeves, as fast as thunder.

The cold light ignored the light bursting from Chu Wufang's body, instantly penetrated his body, and flew back to Zhou Qingshan's sleeve.

"You..." The complicated smile on Chu Wufang's face froze and looked down at his heart.

A hole appeared in the heart, and blood was gushing out.

"You..." Chu Wufang said with difficulty: "What kind of sword is this?"

The darkness surged in front of me, and I wanted to swallow myself.

He tried his best to turn his internal force to prevent the disappearance of vitality. He said this as if he had gathered all his strength.

After saying this, he was panting.

"Of course it's the Heart Sword!" Zhou Qingshan laughed wildly and glared at him coldly: "I have practiced the Heart Sword to this point, what about you?!"

His eyes shined, his face was rosy, and he sneered: "Chu Wufang, after you die, I will greet Jingshen Palace well!"

"Don't worry?" Chu Wufang frowned.

He felt the strange power flowing in his body, but the treasures in the sect nourished himself and helped him recover.

Zhou Qingshan laughed: "I have practiced a magical skill and can reverse life and death. Are you very disappointed? Hahahaha..."

He laughed to the sky, as if crazy: "Master, he must be very disappointed, hahahaha..."

Chu Wufang felt that his power was slowly recovering, and his vitality was gradually becoming stronger, which had blocked the pace of death.

Just delay a few more words and you can recover completely. Even if your heart is damaged, it will not hinder the use of the Heart Sword and will not detract from the power of the Heart Sword.

But Zhou Qingshan actually practiced the Heart Sword to this point, which was indeed terrible. If it weren't for the second sword passed down by his master, he would definitely die today.

"Swish!" A cold light flew out from Zhou Qingshan's sleeves again, as fast as thunder. Before the force descended from the sky, it shot into Chu Wufang's eyebrows.

"Bang!" Chu Wufang's body was bright, and the light burst out like a sun falling.

"Bang!" He slowly fell to the sky and died of anger.

"Hahahaha..." Zhou Qingshan smiled strangely: "Fighting with me is far from you!"

He suddenly looked up and stared at Xun Wuwai.

Xun Wuruo stood still and did not move around, so as not to take him to the sword of Xin to him, and watched Zhou Qingshan kill Chu Wufang with his own eyes.

He was shrouded in coldness, his whole body was cold, as if he had fallen into the abyss under the sea, feeling his insignificance.

Before such a sword light, I had no resistance.

When Zhou Qingshan stared at him, his heart was trembling, but he was suppressed by himself, but he couldn't suppress it. This was a reaction that originated from instinct, and his voice was dry: "Young Master Zhou, why bother to fight with his classmates?"

"Same school? Haha!...Same school?!" Zhou Qingshan laughed loudly and looked at him with his head tilted: "Do you think I should be together with his fellow schoolmates?"

"No matter what, this is the fact." Xun Wuji said: "Even if it is not for Mr. Hu's face, but also for Miss Zhou's face, she probably doesn't want you to do this."

He knew that Zhou Qingshan’s senior sister’s words were the most effective, and Hu Ranchen’s words were not as effective as his senior sister.

"Shut up!" Zhou Qingshan steeply restrained his laughter and said two words lightly.

I can't help but shut up.

Zhou Qingshan turned his head and looked at Leng Fei who was emerging, and laughed and said, "How about it, Leng Fei, am I sincere?"

Leng Fei shook his head.

Zhou Qingshan laughed and said, "You are so cold. I have done this, are you still indifferent?"

Leng Fei did not say a word and looked at the palace on the mountain with his hands behind his back.

At this moment, the deceased had been cleaned up almost, and the deep pit was filled, and the dead had moved away.

"How is it, let's have a big fight?" Zhou Qingshan gently drew blood on his chest.

The blood hole had closed and recovered as before. It seemed that it had never been injured, but the blood in the body could not be removed for the time being.

Leng Fei looked at him and shook his head.

"Leng Fei, what do you mean?" Zhou Qingshan shouted: "This is a rare opportunity. If we join forces, the Jingshen Palace will be destroyed! Hehe, Chu Wufang's soul protection lamp will also be destroyed, and he will be completely dead and wiped out the roots!"

Leng Fei just looked at the palace of the mountain with his hands behind his back.

Zhou Qingshan laughed and said, "It would be too stupid if you don't catch such a good opportunity. Could it be that the woman is kind to the woman and can't bear to destroy the Jingshen Palace, and I think they didn't offend you?"

Leng Fei turned his head to look at him.

Zhou Qingshan hurriedly said, "How is it, do you do it?"

"Should you please, say goodbye." Leng Fei said.

"Slow down!" Zhou Qingshan hurriedly shouted.

Leng Fei looked at him.

Zhou Qingshan frowned and said, "I want to know, why did you give up such a good opportunity?"
Chapter completed!