The lightning at the top of the mountain became more and more rapid, and it was still faintly heading towards the village.

Gu Yijiu seemed to see a figure coming and going in the lightning, but it was not real because of the lightning.

"Mu Jian? Child, are you also a disciple of Qianye Zhouzu?"

The problem of the good dog made Gu Yijiu look back. He shook his head and said, "I have another master, so I can't be considered a disciple of Mr. Qianye."

The corpse dog seemed a little disappointed.

When the older disciple saw Gu Yijiu's spirits, he quickly asked, "Junior brother, is the master here?"

Gu Yijiu said with a sad look: "Mr. Qianye is seriously ill in bed and cannot get up. I am afraid he can't stand tonight."

"What!" The elderly disciple was struck by lightning and could not speak for a long time.

Gu Yijiu advised: "It's time to come, so sadness is useless. Now Mr. Qianye is alone, and as a disciple, he should return quickly to accompany him and be filial."

"Yes, you're talking about it." The elderly disciple was about to set off when he remembered that he was a prisoner at the moment, and his face suddenly felt ashamed.

What is ashamed is that his swordsmanship is rough and unable to escape; what is ashamed is that his master is critically ill, but he cannot serve him.

Thinking of this, two lines of tears poured out.

The corpse dog was disgusted: "It's really ugly to cry in public. Well, death is the most important thing, so go back to visit the master."

As soon as this statement came out, Gu Yijiu and the older disciples were stunned. Unexpectedly, this evil man was so reasonable.

Gu Yijiu still had doubts, but the older disciple was simple and simple. He thanked him and hurried to the foot of the mountain.

But as soon as he ran, he heard Gu Yijiu shouting: "Be careful!"

What should I be careful? Before he could react, he felt a chill in his heart and a sharp blade came out of his chest.

The elderly disciple vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Gu Yijiu hurried to check it out, but he grabbed the collar of his clothes.

"We, we want to do good things, sorry, sorry..."

The hand drooped quickly.

The corpse dog and the evil people suddenly burst into laughter.

Gu Yijiu gently lowered the body of the elderly disciple and stood up.

"He's going to get married next year."

The corpse dog smiled strangely, "But he died today."

Gu Yijiu said angrily: "You shouldn't have killed him!"

The corpse dog asked back: "So what if you kill it?"

Gu Yijiu Mu Jian swept the sword and pointed at everyone: "No one of you can leave!"

The war begins here.

Thunder rolled in the distance, and there were bursts of killing sounds here.

The corpse dog stood there without moving, and the hundred subordinates rushed out from behind him, holding various weapons and rushing towards Gu Yijiu.

He said proudly: "Children, being able to be dismembered by a hundred people is also considered your blessing. When you go to hell, I would like to thank you Grandpa Ziliang!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a loud noise. Seven or eight subordinates seemed to be hit by huge force, flew into the sky in a mess, and fell down again.

Everyone was stunned in place, revealing a gap. Then they saw that the Guyi Jiumu sword touched the ground and actually smashed a big pit.

He said coldly: "The clown jumping and dares to be arrogant. I was fortunate to be a move by Mr. Qianye, and today I will kill you with this move to justify his reputation!"

The corpse dog was stunned and then grinned and said, "It's interesting, I'm waiting for you to kill! Young people, please greet me!"

"yes!"

The fight suddenly started again.

Gu Yijiu remembers the mantra, slashing vertically, slashing horizontally, stomping with your hands and feet, all have rules. Every move is upright, and every sword is extremely powerful. Just listen to the rumbling of the earth and the sound of thunder and lightning in the sky, and the sword technique is even more sophisticated.

Although these minions are big and thick, they are vulnerable to Gu Yijiu. The light wooden sword seemed to have a thousand pounds of strength. They would die when they wiped and die when they touched. Often, three or five people on this side had just fallen, and seven or eight people on the other side flew up one after another, one after another, and continued.

The thieves were frightened, and the corpse dog shouted loudly: "What are you afraid of? How much strength can a child have? We rush over to him, even if we pile up, we will die!"

As a result, the thieves attacked even more fiercely.

Gu Yijiu snorted coldly: "What a frog in the well. If this sword technique can be used but cannot be stopped, how can it be called a unique skill?" He raised his sword high and fell heavily, exerting a lot of force, but he had twenty left. On the surface, he seemed to be full and could not last long, but his actual strength was circulating and talking endlessly, and he had reached the state of endless use.

The thunder in the sky is getting louder and closer; the shouts on the ground are getting smaller and weaker.

Gu Yijiu swept out with a sword, and the last few thieves screamed and flew out. Looking around, all the people fell down, but he was still standing.

This is a hero!

Mu Jian pointed to the corpse good dog, Gu Yijiu shouted loudly: "Come here and die!"

The corpse dog trembled all over, but it turned over and jumped into the flower field.

Gu Yijiu wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by the villagers who heard the sound: "You can't get in, that's Manzhu Shahua!"

The corpse dog stood among the flowers and said proudly: "This flower is a hell flower, and it is worthy of me, the evil ghost in hell. What can you do to me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a strong wind rushing to the face and was beaten by the airflow. When he got up and looked up, he saw that the entire flower field was missing, as if it was cut by an invisible sickle.

Gu Yijiu closed the sword force, walked forward slowly, and said word by word: "No matter whether you are hell on earth, whether you are a human or a ghost, I will kill you with one sword!"

The corpse dog grabbed a handful of flowers and sucked a few times before his mouth and nose. His eyes suddenly turned red and he shouted and pulled out the sword. He was already stained with flower poison, but now he sucked again, which boosted his spirit, relieved his fear, and became more fighting spirit.

"Come on, my eagle beak defeats the world's sword. Look at me taking over your weapons!"

Gu Yijiu was lazy and said nonsense, so he raised his sword and slashed it. The corpse dog raised his sword and left the square, but with a click, the sword and hands were scattered into two pieces. The lower half of his body was trapped in the soil, with a crooked neck and a bowed head, and blood was poured out of his mouth. It was obvious that he had not lived for a long time.

He asked with difficulty: "Why can't you stop it?"

Gu Yijiu replied: "Because this is Mr. Qianye's magic sword!"

With the wooden sword knocked, the corpse dog was soaked in his heart and turned into a pool of meat paste.

"You killed him?" The eldest son rushed over and saw this. He had a great use to conquer the corpse dog, but now he was killed. He was immediately angry and smoked: "If you dare to hurt my beloved servant, I will mobilize the power of my family to kill all these villagers to bury him. I think of the thousands of diners in Sato's family, and how many people can you stop?"

The villagers were frightened and their faces were as frightened as the earth, and Gu Yijiu also frowned slightly.

But at this time, an old voice sounded: "This young man can't stop it. I wonder if I, Qianye Zhou, can't stop it?"

Gu Yijiu and the villagers turned around in surprise, and saw Qianye Zhouzuo walking over with his hands behind his back.

He did not hold the sword, but he was sharper than the sword!

He was dressed in ordinary clothes, but he was even more wonderful than the hero who was dressed in a bright and angry horse!

The disciples kowtowed and called the master; the villagers knelt on the ground and called the master.

As soon as he appeared, his fear disappeared; as soon as he spoke, the threat ended in vain.

This is the real Chiba Shusao.
Chapter completed!