Chapter 241 Qiu Wu's Promotion
Now, the group of weirdos in front of him is Qiu Wu's best sacrifice. Google search reading
They are strong enough to be used as a whetstone, turning the accumulated breath into the power of breakthrough.
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Several black weirdos are stronger after all, and they slow down and change direction in an instant, while pushing the white weirdos beside them to block the knife.
Layers of light purple knife marks passed, and several white weirdos were directly broken into pieces in seconds and scattered all over the ground.
The weird mist in their bodies dissipated, but they were completely killed by this blow.
There are also several white weirdos who are luckier, and they were only affected by one or two knife marks, and more or less of their bodies were chopped off.
But their lives are still there, and they scream and whine.
Qiu Wu scored a goal with one strike, but the whole person rushed into the group of weirdos, and his momentum kept rising.
Ba Lang Qian Chong is not an assassination move that can only hit once, but a powerful move for hard attack in the battle formation.
The straight knife danced faster, and the second wave of lavender knife marks flew out, like a group of purple ripples blooming in the black and white strange mist.
Puff puff puff!
In a series of muffled sounds, several white ghosts were cut into pieces, and more white ghosts were injured.
Only one black ghost suddenly turned around, wanting to show its "reverse thinking" ability, but was chopped off by a knife mark.
If it hit its ghost crystal, it would be a real-delivery. .
Even so, this black ghost was also severely injured.
The lavender knife mark contained a special power that prevented it from using the strange mist to quickly restore its body.
There was no way to recover quickly, and only two-thirds of the body was left, and it couldn't even exert half of its strength.
Its miserable condition made the other black ghosts feel lucky: Fortunately, it was not the one who made a fool.
But soon they could not be thankful, because... Qianchong was not just two waves.
Qiu Wu slashed out twice, and his aura was even stronger, rising to a level he could not imagine normally.
There was even a soul source infused into his body, making the barrier that had blocked him for several years shaky.
He immediately realized: This... is the blessing of the immortal mountain? Then what is there to hesitate, one word - kill!
His left hand swung again faster, and the third wave of lavender knife marks burst out.
Jiang Shun, who rushed to more than a hundred feet away, had a look of beeping dog on his face: Damn, Uncle Wu burst out so bravely! Didn't he really attack the widow Liu in the same town in the past two years? That's too wasteful.
Qiu Wu's third wave of knife marks was even more unexpected by the monsters.
Each wave was more numerous than the last, and each wave was stronger than the last.
More than a dozen white monsters were chopped into dozens of pieces in an instant, dismembered on the spot, and a large piece of weird fog was disintegrated.
The remaining five black ghosts were no longer able to escape this time, and each of them was hit by more than one sword on average.
The half-crippled black ghost was seriously injured and was the closest, so he was hit by five swords in a row because he was not able to dodge.
A pile of debris fell to the ground, and the black ghost mist spread out, becoming the first black ghost to be killed in seconds.
The remaining four black ghosts were terrified and couldn't figure out what was going on.
They were black ghosts, and even if the dozens of white ghosts were not counted, they should be able to fight with a martial master.
But the one-armed man in front of them was obviously not a martial master yet, but he was able to attack head-on and kill a companion.
What made them even more desperate was that this man seemed to have no consumption or fatigue.
In less than a breath, the fourth wave of purple knife marks had been swung out.
This wave of knife marks had more number than before, darker color, faster speed, and power... well, there was no need to think about the power.
The purple knife marks seemed to be like layers of surging waves, rushing in all directions, sweeping the ghost mist in the field, and then washing over the four black ghosts.
Their figures stood there in a daze, and after a few breaths, they shattered to the ground with a bang, exploding a large piece of black fog.
A hundred feet away, Jiang Shun and his five men stood there in a daze.
Silly Six scratched his head: "Uncle Wu is about to kill all the monsters, so why are you here?"
Jiang Shun came back to his senses, turned his head and glared at this guy: "I told you to clean the floor, Silly Six."
Silly Six said "oh" and nodded to show that he understood, and wanted to clean the floor, but he stopped as soon as his feet moved, with a look of surprise on his face: "Hey, why is Uncle Wu flying? Is this floating on the water?"
Jiang Shun couldn't help but look back, and finally couldn't help but lost his voice: "Fuck! Promoted to Wuzong???"
Immediately he thought of something, and moved his hands at the same time, slapping the heads of the four people beside him continuously, and whispered: "Don't make a sound, so as not to interfere with Uncle Wu's promotion."
Silly Six also whispered: "Boss, there are still a few little white monsters, do you want them?" He made a flattening gesture with his hand.
Jiang Shun was helpless: "They want to die, so they go to provoke Wu Zong. Forget it, let's go around a little to prevent these rubbish ghosts from coming back."
With a wave of his hand, the five people walked lightly and took a detour to the south.
Qiu Wu fought his way in from the north to the south, so all the ghosts in the north were killed.
The remaining dozen white ghosts were all in the south, fleeing madly to the south, and the possibility of returning to attack was almost zero.
Jiang Shun's decision was just to be prepared.
More than a hundred feet away, Qiu Wu's figure gradually rose into the air and hovered in the sky at a height of dozens of feet.
He closed his eyes slightly, and his whole body was full of vigor. The strange mist rising from the ground was forced to dissipate in all directions.
But at the same time, countless free soul sources in the world were rushing towards him and merging into his body.
Just now, the momentum raised by killing dozens of ghosts with one knife did not fall back, but instead began to shrink and condense after reaching a certain peak.
In the eyes of Jiang Shun and others, it was as if an iron bar gradually turned into a sword, and its edge became more and more powerful.
Just looking directly at it would hurt your eyes.
Just when they thought that everything would end perfectly as long as Qiu Wu was promoted successfully, a terrifying and strange aura suddenly appeared in the distance and approached this side rapidly.
Jiang Shun's eyes moved and he saw a slightly bright red color. His heart suddenly sank: Blood Ghost? Why the hell did a Blood Ghost appear here?
No matter how hidden Uncle Wu was, he was only in the second round and sixth round before, and now he was at the critical moment of the third round of promotion.
Gritting his teeth, he raised the weapon in his hand, tore off the cloth wrapped on it, and poured blood into it crazily, and whispered: "Everyone, try your best to activate the weapon, attract it, and find a chance to kill it."
The four young men beside him also saw the bright red ghost and instantly understood what they were facing.
But as soon as Jiang Shun said this, they suppressed their fear, tore off the cloth wrapped around the weapon, and poured blood into it with all their strength.
Five bright purple lights rose from the weapons in their hands, which was particularly eye-catching.
The flying blood ghost slowed down slightly and looked at the five ant-like humans.
It was not looking at them, but at the five weapons.
The five people's strength was not worth mentioning, but these five weapons gave it a very uncomfortable feeling, a feeling of death.
But, it was just a glance.
Weapons are weapons, and people are people.
No matter how good the weapon is in the hands of an ant, it can't threaten it.
The weapons in the hands of the five people were raised higher and higher. Living, practicing martial arts, and killing ghosts together for a long time have given them enough tacit understanding.
When Jiang Shun raised the weapon Guandao in his hand to a high place, the other four people also completed the blood injection at the same time.
"Kill!" Jiang Shun shouted angrily, and fearlessly swung his full strength at the enemy who was not on the same level.
The four people beside him swung down their weapons at the same time, and five purple lights flew out, merging into one in the air, and the speed and power increased several times.
Gu Zheng
The blood ghost, who had originally ignored several people, felt a sense of crisis in his heart, and raised his limbs without hesitation and pulled towards the purple light.
Bang!
Amidst the dull sound, a purple light appeared on a bright red limb, and red strange mist surged out of it.
Immediately, the purple light was suppressed, and the strange mist was absorbed back into the body of the ghost.
The blood ghost noticed the wound and felt that there was a special force in it that hindered its regeneration.
The blood-colored strange mist surged up faster, proving that the blow made it feel unhappy.
The blood-red limb twitched again, leaving a blood-colored afterimage in the air, and flew towards the five people.
Then there was the sound of a sonic boom.
Puff!
The blood ghost's human-like face showed a surprised expression, and slowly retracted the remaining half of the limb.
On the ground, a blood-red limb was twisting and jumping, emitting blood mist, and finally stiffened.
The blood ghost knew that this part of himself was completely dead and could never be absorbed back.
It was just wandering around casually, but it didn't expect to meet a human martial arts master in the wild, and he was much stronger than the average martial arts master.
Today, there is really a big harvest.
At the same time, Jiang Shun and the other five looked up slightly, looking at the one-armed figure not far in front of them, and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "Uncle Wu?"
Qiu Wu did not respond, but slowly raised his left hand long sword as they did before, and bright purple light rose from the straight blade.
"Look carefully, this move of Ba Dao Po Lang is used like this."
Before he finished speaking, he waved his one arm.
The whole person turned into a purple light and shot directly at Xue Gui.
Xue Gui was not a fool either, and almost at the same time burst out with all his strength, ready to kill this human master in one fell swoop.
Boom!
The purple sword light collided with the dense blood mist, making a huge explosion.
Jiang Shun and the other five were immediately dizzy and swollen, with golden stars in their eyes.
Puff!
In the blink of an eye, the purple knife light was as powerful as a bamboo, cutting through the limbs of the blood ghost that was lashing out wildly, and swept past.
In the sky, a man and a ghost stood back to back, a hundred feet apart.
The man still maintained the posture of swinging the knife, and the blood ghost's swinging limbs were still moving with inertia.
After a few breaths, Qiu Wu suddenly put down the purple bamboo straight knife, and pushed and clamped it under his armpit with his backhand, and slowly fell from the air.
The blood ghost had an inexplicable surprise on his face, and it seemed to be mixed with puzzlement, anger, and disbelief.
Chi Chi Chi Chi!
Like the sound of leaking air, a knife mark appeared on its body from head to tail.
The next moment, the bright red ghost body split into two and fell from the sky, and a large piece of blood mist gushed out.
Qiu Wu landed, stumbled, and fell to the ground.
Jiang Shun and the others were running over, and seeing this, they quickly accelerated and supported Uncle Wu: "Uncle Wu, how are you?"
"Where are you injured?"
"Uncle Wu, don't die."
Qiu Wu's face fell, and he raised his hand and slapped him: "You are talking nonsense, I just got promoted, I used too much force, and my blood is insufficient."
Jiang Shun was relieved when he heard this, and took out a medicine bottle in front of his chest, pulled out the stopper and was about to pour it into his mouth: "That's okay, come on, Uncle Wu, eat all this bottle of medium-grade blood-replenishing pills, make sure your blood is full, and go to find the three widows Liu to toss and turn all night."
Qiu Wu was angry, slapped him again, and snatched the bottle of blood-replenishing pills: "Get out, how can you waste precious medicine like this!"
As he said this, he carefully poured out a pill, threw it into his mouth, plugged the bottle, and threw it back to Jiang Shun: "I'm not really going to die, one is enough."
Jiang Shun took the medicine bottle and immediately stuffed it back: "Uncle Wu, I have a few spare pills here. You should take this bottle, otherwise what should you do if another blood ghost comes and you are weak again."
Qiu Wu rolled his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and still put the medicine bottle in his arms.
Jiang Shun was right!
If he had taken a medium-grade blood-replenishing pill before the promotion, he would not have been so weak after killing a blood ghost and was ridiculed by these guys.
He did change a lot of blood-replenishing pills before, but he ran out of supplies after he started practicing the Overlord Sea Hidden Blade.
It ran out recently, and he was too embarrassed to ask a group of boys for it at his age, and he almost made a fool of himself.
But he had already made a fool of himself, so he couldn't really get into trouble, so he really had to take this medicine.
Besides, he just killed a group of ghosts, including a blood ghost.
If he took it to Zhenbei City, he could sell it for a good price.
Not only can a group of children have enough food, but after Qiu Wu was promoted to Wuzong, he also had a precious medicine to stabilize and replenish blood.
It was not that he took the children's things for nothing, at most he borrowed them temporarily.
Thinking of this, Qiu Wu cursed himself in his heart as an idiot.
He always said that he admired Jiang Shun's cleverness and that he could beg for help, and he knew that it would be easier, but he just couldn't do it.
Alas, this damn face hurt people. Qiu Wu thought so in his heart, and the blood-replenishing pills began to take effect, replenishing some blood.
Although it was still far from the peak state, it did not hinder general actions.
Qiu Wu flashed in front of the blood ghost corpse, and the purple bamboo straight knife stretched out and picked up, and a blood-red ghost crystal flew up.
Grab a purple bamboo tube at his waist and use blood to push open the lid.
The blood-red ghost crystal fell into the bamboo tube, and the lid fell and was covered again.
Qiu Wu pushed the lid against his body to make sure it was compacted, and put it in his chest.
Blood ghost crystals are very valuable, but not everyone can touch them.
Even if ordinary people use purple bamboo tubes to separate the breath, they may be infected by the leaked blood ghost breath and become ghosts.
So it is safer for Qiu Wu to do it himself.
The blood ghost corpse has lost the ghost crystal, so the harm is not so exaggerated. Jiang Shun and his friends have the strength of two wheels, which is enough to resist.
The work of pulling the cart later will be shared by all these guys.
On the other side, Jiang Shun asked Erpi, who was short and thin and the fastest, to rush to the front team and let them come back to join.
Before, he was afraid that the children in the car would suffer from the disaster. Now? Where in the wild is there a safer place than Qiu Wu's side, of course, we have to come back together.
During this period, Jiang Shun and his friends quickly took the ghost crystals from the scattered ghost corpses and put them into the purple bamboo tubes they carried with them.
This is now the standard configuration of Dawu Wufu, just to take the most valuable ghost crystals and blood cores first after hunting the ghosts.
With them, you can trade with the government in the capitals of Yiting Siguo and exchange for various good things including precious medicines.
Corpses are inconvenient to store and transport, so their value is much lower, but they can be exchanged for a lot of exotic ingredients when transported back to the city.
If they can be taken away, no one is willing to give them up.
Now Qiu Wu has been promoted to the third round, and he is truly a martial arts master. Zhenbei City is not far away, so of course he has to take them all with him.