Chen Qiu staggered and sent Qingqing, who was sleeping in a daze, back to the room.

He returned to his room staggeringly.

When he closed the door, he opened his eyes and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

He is really afraid.

When the mountain ghost was holding the sword just now, the murderous intent emitted on his body was real, just like Gongsun Yu was killing those Northern Dynasties.

Chen Qiu was really afraid that the mountain ghost would raise his hand and give him a sword.

If the Shan Gui really wants to kill him, this time he will never be able to escape no matter what.

When Chen Qiu joined hands with Shan Gui to kill the enemy last night, he had noticed that Shan Gui changed his sword skills to start.

That guy is indeed a genius.

It was just that Chen Qiu had tricked him with Xiao Ming once, and he immediately made up for his shortcomings.

Fortunately, it's okay.

Before the final showdown, his strategy for Shan Gui finally reached at least 80%. He has gained the trust of Shan Gui and became Shan Gui's friend.

This is a calculation, yes.

But that friendship is not fake either.

People are not plants and trees, so who can be ruthless? What's more, Chen Qiu is not a ruthless person, he just...what to say?

Compared to Qingqing girl, he is more realistic.

Chen Qiu looked out from the crack in the door. The mountain ghost was dealing with the barbecued venison. His movements were calm and gentle, and he put on the ghost face again, which was no different from the past.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned around and placed the Chengying Sword in his hand on the table.

This was the first time he had watched this hand so close. It is said to be a Taoist weapon left by the Taihang Immortal Gate that was destroyed overnight more than 20 years ago.

From a distance, it looks like a piece of iron fiber.

But looking closer, the sword has some other decorations.

The sword body is slender and the hilt is round.

There is no sword ridge or a conventional meaning.

It is more than four feet long, with three fingers at the widest part of the sword body. The top of the sword edge is round and arc-shaped, but it is only two fingers wide, like an irregular trapezoid.

The whole thing is like a bare black blade, called a sword, but it is more like a thing that can be raised in nature.

The so-called magical objects are born with no slight sculpting.

Chen Qiu raised Chengying with the light outside the window. The sword was light and did not shine in the darkness in the corner of the house.

Waving in the sun, there is no sharpness.

But as Chen Qiu twisted his wrist, an invisible sword shadow grew across the sword holder and turned into a deadly weapon.

It is cold but quite silent, just like a sleeping person who ignores everything in the world. Chen Qiu feels that even a mountain ghost cannot awaken this cold Taoist weapon.

It's just a sharp one.

"What do those immortal cultivators think?"

Chen Qiu stretched out his finger and flicked it gently on the Chengying Sword.

The sword emits a misty echo, just like a special instrument playing on the water surface. When you close your eyes, you can imagine that ripples of water will spread.

The sound is pretty good.

Well, the sound is good, it must be a good thing.

"It's a very powerful thing to make a Taoist weapon, but why don't you give it a plastic surgery?"

Chen Qiu complained:

"The sword is a good sword, it looks so ugly. Hey... why do you have tooth marks on it?"

Chen Qiu's fingers touched the edge of Chengying's sword blade. His expression was strange. Although he could not see it, he could touch it. There were four small tooth marks on the blade of this weapon.

It was like the chewing of the sharp teeth of a beast.

"Qingqing said that the demise of the Taihang Immortal Sect seemed to be because those people who were cultivating immortals were crazy and wanted to capture the strange beasts from the sky and refine medicine. In other words, was this tooth mark left by those strange beasts?"

Chen Qiu stroked his chin and said:

"How come the size of this tooth mark looks like a cat? Is the strange beast from the sky a cat? Is it a nine-tailed cat? Or a fold-eared cat? It's not a big orange cat, right?"

Chen Qiu complained.

Since he held the Chengying Sword, the sword jade hanging under his wrist was shaking wildly.

Obviously, this sword jade was once again hit by Chengying.

But Chen Qiu hasn't quite understood the working principle of Jian Yu yet.

In addition to restraining the souls of the people in the martial arts world killed by Chen Qiu, it seems that it can also capture the phantoms of the people in the martial arts world through contact, and throw them into the sword jade dream in a completely simulated way.

When the phantom that is killed can exist for a long time, the phantom that is touched will naturally dissipate after being challenged several times.

The higher the strength, the less the Phantom is challenged.

Chen Qiu didn't know what would happen after those phantoms were killed in the dream.

But he knew that he would definitely get the answer tonight.

"Come on, baby Chengying."

Chen Qiu chuckled, he took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on the bed, and carefully placed the Chengying Sword on his knees.

This thing is too sharp.

If you are not careful, Chen Qiu will lose a finger or a hand.

He took a deep breath, held his left hand on the hilt of Chengying's sword, and his right hand was placed next to him, with two hand axes stacked there. This would be his "equipment" to challenge Uncle Cha Bao tonight.

The qi of the dantian sinks into the qi, allowing the true energy to flow in the body, concentrate and calm the energy. As Jian Yu's slight trembling, his eyes turned black and then lit up.

Chen Qiu opened his eyes.

In the dream in front of him, it would be very lively.

In addition to the old Taoist phantom formed by Cha Bao, Gongsun Yu and Chengying Sword, there are new "guests".

That Lord General.

And his loyal subordinates who followed the Lord Dutong across the underworld and came to this place.

They lined up like ragged ladies in the club, waiting for Chen Qiu's "happiness". Chen Qiu grabbed the two axes and stood there with the Chengying Sword on his back, looking at them with his head tilted.

"Come on warm up first."

Chen Qiu moved his shoulders and walked towards a masked black-clothed guard in the North Dynasty.

The background suddenly changed in the dream, Chen Qiu and the black-clothed guard returned to the dark woods of Taihang Mountain. The night owls roared for a long time, which was harsh and harsh, and they didn't talk nonsense.

The black-clad guard pulled out the Yanfeng knife and Chen Qiu grabbed the axe.

The two fought together.

Nearly a minute later, Chen Qiu cut off the black-clothed guard phantom in front of him with an axe. This was the first time he had killed his opponent in Jianyu Dreamland.

He was looking forward to what would happen next.

As Shen Qiu looked at him, the broken phantom dissipated rapidly, like a gathering of quicksand storm hovering in front of Shen Qiu.

The light spot jumped, as if calling Chen Qiu to touch it.

"Sure enough, I guessed it right, treasure chest!"

Chen Qiu smiled and pinned his two axes around his waist.

He rubbed his hands like a fly and looked towards the storm of light in front of him.

The moment Shen Qiu's fingers touched the light spot, the picture in front of him changed rapidly, and a trace of memory was forcibly stuffed into Chen Qiu's mind, which made him feel a splitting headache at this moment.

But the pain comes quickly and goes quickly.

Chen Qiu rubbed his forehead and stood up. There were some scenes of the black-clad guard practicing martial arts in his mind.

There are only scenes of practicing martial arts, no other memories, including this guy's name, background, etc.

Moreover, those memories of practicing martial arts were not "imprinted" into Chen Qiu's body, and there was no such thing as using swordsmanship, but just pure memory.

It’s like a martial arts secret that can be used to master this sword technique. Chen Qiu also needs to practice it himself.

“That’s enough.”

Chen Qiu was not disappointed.

He never thought that one step to reach the sky would be like taking souls and taking thoughts, and he would also gain all the experiences and knowledge of others, just like cramming education.

In fact, if Jian Yu is really so "smart", Chen Qiu will have to worry.

As a modern soul in the era of information explosion, Chen Qiu's mind has never lacked any thrilling stories about the rebirth of his own grandfather.

There will be no pie falling from the sky.

Even if it really falls, you have to be careful not to be smashed to death before eating the cake.

Chen Qiu probably figured it out now.

This sword jade is an "information collector" that is beyond common sense.

It is only responsible for collecting martial arts information.

As for how to use it, it is the matter of Master Jianyu.

As for why we need to create a challenge mode, it is probably some kind of "insurance mechanism".

"That girl Qingqing has told me too many similar stories."

Chen Qiu shook his head and looked at the other phantoms, he said:

"When a boy who was in an adventure, he happily learned advanced skills. As a result, he was not talented enough, or could not control his own thoughts, and he ended up being paralyzed and he was directly burping and fucking."

"A third-grade primary school students racked their brains to do doctoral students' exercises, and naturally they would have to be able to get their brains crashed."

"Although peerless martial arts are good, you have to have the will to learn it."

Chen Qiu shook his head and said a few words.

His true qi has recovered almost the same, so he no longer hesitates.

Just like a sudden attack, he tightened his hands and axe and rushed towards the black man Chabao, as if he was planning to use Chabao's inattention to give him a second sword.

The idea is good, but it is obviously impossible.

The moment Shen Qiu targeted Cha Bao, the scene of the surrounding mountains and forests suddenly changed, and the two appeared in the bloody cave of Taihang Mountain.

Cha Bao smiled grimly and pointed his hands. In the midst of the thunder, this martial arts master looked like lightning, and then went downstairs toward the thin young man, pounced towards the thin young man.

I practiced with Cha Bao hundreds of times and died hundreds of times under Cha Bao's hands. This was enough to give Chen Qiu a deep understanding of Fenglei Finger.

The martial arts fingering method belongs to the Qimen martial arts.

The advantage is that it moves quickly, and because of the bare hands, the accompanying true energy penetrates extremely strongly and the destructive power is also first-class.

The disadvantage is that, except for some perverted masters who can easily release their true energy and hurt others, all fingering and martial arts must be in close combat.

This determines that once you encounter an enemy with extremely high skills, you will easily fall into a situation of being reversed.

Chen Qiu knew very well that his techniques were far inferior to Cha Bao.

So to defeat the black man, you have to destroy his hands first!

"drink!"

Chen Qiu exhaled and opened his breath. The moment Chabao was like a harrier eagle pounced over, the true energy flowing from his body burst out like a combustion aid being thrown into his heart. As the blood flowed wildly, the powerful force penetrated into Chen Qiu's body.

He waved his left axe, broke the rope across the river and forced Cha Bao's left finger to retreat.

The moment the body was opened sideways, the right axe was thrown out.

Axe for life!

The high-speed rotating axe caused a tingling whistling sound. Chabao couldn't avoid such a close-range flying axe attack.

He could only cross his palms and block in front of him. The black fingertip on his hand collided with the axe. His huge force dispersed Chabao's protective energy and forced Chabao to retreat to the ground.

"Swish"

Chengying sword comes out, and the sword shadow dances randomly.

Chen Qiu had not learned the sword technique and could not use the immortal ghost sword like Gongsun Yu. He was using the tactic technique of using an axe to wield the spiritual blade of the Taoist weapon.

The movements are vulgar and have no aesthetic sense.

But the characteristics of the axe technique are straightforward, simple and generous, and the destructive power is extremely strong among all weapons!

And this arrogant and powerful move also has a domineering name.

Black Wind Axe Eighteen Styles...uh, no!

Tiance breaks the formation axe and slaughter the tiger!

When the sword was swung, Chen Qiu's mind was filled with the posture of absurd and sniffing out an axe. His movement at this moment was almost the perfect posture of this move.

The true energy that burst out in the body and the power of the muscles themselves gathered on this sword in a perfect way.

Since the Chengying Taoist utensil has been forged, it is probably never used so roughly.

But this does not prevent this sword of killing from a thousand years ago, in today's dream, it recreates its majesty of killing demons and killing gods.

Chabao opened his five fingers and turned into tiger claws like he used to resist Chen Qiu's axe.

He tried to push the sharp blade away with the strength of his finger condom and his own strength and true energy far beyond Chen Qiu. This move was very useful before.

But unfortunately, this time, the finger condom can no longer protect him.

"bass"

The flesh and blood skeletons burst out with the sound of light.

Chabao's left arm flew into the air.

The Phantom does not cry out for pain, but it simulates very realistically.

Cha Bao, who had his arms broken, still had a hint of shock and fear on his dark face.

He staggered back, but his instinct as a warrior was still there. His right hand curled up and used another thunderous attack of lightning and thunder.

The fingers stabbed Chen Qiu's forehead like lightning like lightning.

but...

"Swish"

Chengying flew, and his right forearm, which was still trembling, flew out with his entire palm.

The peerless blade is so unreasonable!

What kind of protective energy, what kind of forging body, what kind of martial arts are...

Slash it with one sword!

"Bang"

The time when the true qi burst ended at this moment. Chen Qiu's body shook for a while, and his whole body was in pain, and every acupoint was hurting the impact of the true qi and the pain brought by it.

It was like there were millions of red-burning needles that stimulated Chen Qiu's body.

That feeling was terrible.

"So, in reality, using this true energy to explode is seeking death."

Chen Qiu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

His face turned pale and looked seriously ill. He felt very tired and could hardly lift his fingers.

But in front of him, Chabao, who lost his arms, was even more miserable.

The martial arts master's skills are all on his fingers. Now his arms are destroyed by Chengying like a cheat, just like a tiger with teeth pulled out, and there is no longer any threat.

"Uncle Master."

Chen Qiu leaned on Chengying and walked step by step towards Cha Bao, who was struggling on the ground.

A slightly ferocious smile appeared on his face.

He said to Chabao's phantom:

"Although you are dead, you have indeed taught me a lot in the few short hours of your and my relationship."

"I don't know whether the one who appears here is really your wronged soul or just a brainless phantom."

"But no matter what it is, you will be free today."

Chen Qiu walked up to Cha Bao in a nagging manner. He held Chengying's sword hilt with both hands and rubbed his left foot against Cha Bao's chest.

He said to Chabao:

"In my hometown, some people say that in this life, there are three deaths."

"When your heart stops beating, it is your biological death, and you have already experienced it."

"When your relatives and friends gather in front of your coffin and say goodbye to you, it is your social death. But you, a scum in the martial arts world, do not deserve a coffin and cemetery, so we will skip this."

Chengying in Chen Qiu's hand stabbed downwards, and the unparalleled sword blade easily broke through the flesh and blood of Chabao Phantom, smashing his heart.

The phantom dissipates.

The light spots flew up from the ground, wrapped around Shen Qiu, and in his blurred gaze, they wrapped around the air in front of him, forming a small storm of light spots flying.

Chen Qiu looked at the light and stretched out his hand towards the psychedelic light.

He said:

"Now, the last person who remembers you will forget you forever."

"Uncle Master, accept this final death."

"Go with peace of mind, I hope you will be a happy silly netizen in the next life. Of course, you can also turn into a demon and come to seek revenge on me!"

"I'll introduce myself again, Uncle Master, my name is Chen Qiu, the big brother who was betrayed by you, and the apprentice of Lu Buzhi!"

"Don't find the wrong person!"

PS:
Chapter completed!