Chapter 1859

Zhiqiu sneered and said, "I have a sword in my hand, but your hands are empty. You are seriously injured, and I am in my heyday. If I can't help you now, how can I stay here in the future? What life am I talking about?"

"Then try it." Xu zhe smiled and said, "I always believe that evil is better than right in this world."

"It's a pity that you are doomed to die here today." Zhiqiu sneered. The long sword in his right hand bounced. Then he suddenly pointed forward and took xuzhe's chest

This sword is very powerful. The long sword in his hand crosses the void and leaves a faint trail in the air. This is the strongest sword that Zhiqiu has played. He believes that with this sword, he will be able to pierce several holes in Xu Zhe.

However, Xu Zhe's body shape crossed, and he flashed behind Zhiqiu with an inexplicable posture, and then patted him gently in the back of his heart.

This palm didn't use much strength, but beat Zhiqiu's body forward and staggered a few steps. Zhiqiu threw himself forward fiercely, and he looked a little embarrassed.

Zhiqiu turned around. He looked at Xu zhe coldly and said, "your move can kill me."

It's true that Xu zhe just took that palm, which can completely crack his spine. Although Xu Zhe's current cultivation is not good, that palm just now can still seriously hurt a person.

But he didn't do that. Zhiqiu was a little strange and angry

The strange thing is that Mingming has betrayed him. Why should he be merciful to himself? He is angry... He feels that Xu Zhe is merciful to himself and despises him.

"This palm is to take into account the more than ten years of apprenticeship between us." Xu zhe said lightly, "no matter how hateful you are, there is one thing I can't question. That is, I am your master and you are my apprentice. To be honest, I can't bear to attack you."

When xuzhe said this, his right hand trembled slightly. He really didn't have the heart to lay hands on his apprentice. Zhiqiu was his apprentice from his own higher education. Although he went the wrong way, xuzhe was willing to give him a way to live.

"Are you looking forward to my endless suffering?" Zhiqiu sneered.

"Yes, I am looking forward to your return." Xuzhe nodded.

"It's a pity that I can't turn back. Even if I turn back, behind me is a shore, but a vast ocean." Zhiqiu sighed and said, "you will pay the price for what you have done. If you don't kill me, you will regret it."

"I won't, because you are my apprentice. I am willing to give you a chance." Xu zhe shook his head.

"Hehe, you made a mistake. I am no longer your disciple." Zhiqiu sneered.

"Zhiqiu, how can you do this? How can you do this to Shifu... You promised me." At this moment, Liang Feng suddenly woke up. He got up and asked zhiqiuzhi, "why did you poison Shifu? Why?"

What Liang Feng couldn't accept most was that his respectable elder martial brother poisoned his master, and he passed the poison he had poisoned his master, which made Liang Feng angry and painful.

Although Xu zhe has not taught him traditional Chinese medicine and has been asking him to learn some basic things, he is not angry about it. He knows that master has always been for his good.

But he didn't understand why Zhiqiu did this to Shifu. You know, Shifu always trusted him. If it wasn't for yehaoxuan, Shifu still trusted him.

How could he? He asked Zhiqiu why he did this to Shifu?

Zhiqiu's face gradually became ferocious. Looking at Liang Feng who asked him loudly, he suddenly sent his long sword forward and pierced through Liang Feng's chest.

Liang Feng stared at the sword stabbed in his chest. He didn't think that the friendly elder martial brother would suddenly attack him.

"You... You..." Liang Feng grasped Zhiqiu's shoulder with both hands. He was speechless. Blood gushed out of his mouth and instantly dyed Zhiqiu's robe red.

"Hehe, what am I?" Liang Feng looked a little ferocious. He stared at Liang Feng coldly and said, "it's an insult to me to be with someone like you. Liang Feng, go with peace of mind."

Liang Feng grasped Zhiqiu's shoulder with both hands, and the vitality in his eyes quickly disappeared.

"Liangfeng..." Xu zhe was filled with grief and indignation. His heart was like cutting a knife. Although his disciple was not spiritual, he was his disciple after all. Because of his momentary kindness, he even killed Liangfeng's life, which he didn't want to see at all.

He took out his sword and threw Liang Feng's body aside. Zhiqiu sneered and said, "look, xuzhe, this is your so-called kindness. This is your so-called morality. Hehe, you killed your disciples. Don't you feel guilty at all?"

"Liang Feng... Is a teacher. I'm sorry." Xu zhe murmured. He slowly stood up straight.

Because of his serious injury these days, Xu Zhe's body has always been a little bent. After being poisoned, he seems to have aged a decade this night.

But at this moment, he stood up. His figure seemed to grow a lot higher. The energetic Xu zhe seemed to come back in this moment.

There were two red marks on Xu Zhe's eyebrows, which was the special feature of his true Qi. At this moment, Xu zhe forced his true Qi to improve his strength in an instant.

His right hand scratched in the void, and the feather duster hanging on the wall shook violently. Suddenly, the dark shadow flashed, and the feather duster suddenly fell back into xuzhe's hands.

"Your strength can recover quickly. The pure Yang Qi you taught me can't be so powerful." Zhiqiu was startled. He looked at xuzhe, who had recovered to the peak of his strength, in surprise. For a while, he couldn't return to God.

"You are my disciple. Even if I keep my eyes closed, I can still clean the door." When Xu zhe said this sentence, he was murderous: "usually, I am too indulgent to you, making you think you are a genius, and making you think that everything in the world is yours for granted."

"I hurt you." Xu zhe shook his head and said, "I taught you all by myself. Now, I will destroy you myself."

"Xu zhe..." Zhiqiu looked at his master, gnashing his teeth. He suddenly rushed forward, and his accomplishments reached the acme. He shouted violently, and the long sword in his hand suddenly moved forward. The long sword faintly made a sound of dragon singing.

This is the extreme performance of Zhenqi. Zhiqiu knew that there was a huge gap between himself and Shifu, so he tried his best. He really didn't expect that Xu zhe would leave behind.

This sword almost cut out the strongest level in his life.

After Xu zhe lost his hand, the feather duster in his hand shook violently. For a moment, the feather was flying. He looked at the approaching sword, and his eyes flashed. Then he stepped forward and waved his right hand slightly.

Although it was a light stroke, it seemed that the world had changed at that moment.

Ding Ding... With several crisp sounds, Zhiqiu's long sword suddenly broke into several pieces, and then a powerful Qi rushed from the opposite side. He gave a dull hum, and his body was not free. He slammed into the wall with a bang, and then bounced back, and fell on the ground with a mouthful of blood.

"You... You..."

Zhiqiu points to Xu Zhe. He can't say a word now. He doesn't expect that he has lost so thoroughly. Xu zhe just strokes lightly and kills himself on the spot.

Yes, it's a second kill. Shifu is really a Shifu. When he was in front of Xu Zhe, he didn't have the strength to fight back.

He struggled to his feet, his right hand poked into his arms, and a pistol suddenly appeared in his hand.

The pistol in his hand pointed at Xu Zhe and said coldly, "Xu Zhe, I admit that your strength is very strong, which is beyond my expectation, but you are not as fast as the gun in my hand. You are trying to move forward."

"Depravity." Xu zhe shook his head and said, "do you really think that hot weapons are very powerful?"

"Ha ha, the hot weapon is really powerful. Your sword is faster than my gun. If you don't believe it, you're going to take a step forward to try." Zhiqiu sneered. Suddenly, he had a trigger in his right hand. With a bang, a bullet flew to Xu Zhe.

Xuzhe's figure suddenly disappeared before his eyes. He escaped the pistol in Zhiqiu's hand at a very fast speed, and then suddenly appeared in Zhiqiu's eyes.

"You..." Zhiqiu was shocked. As soon as he lifted his right hand, he was about to shoot again.

Xuzhe's feather duster shook and clicked. Zhiqiu's gun fell to the ground. At the same time, xuzhe's feather duster pointed at his throat.

"I remember teaching you that ancient martial arts are the most powerful in the world. Hehe, the hot weapons now are not scum in front of the real ancient martial artists, but you have fallen to use them against me. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"Xuzhe, I fell into your hands. You can kill me if you want. Don't talk so much nonsense." Zhiqiu stares at Xu zhe coldly.

"I must kill you, but is it too cheap to kill you like this?" Xu zhe sneered. Suddenly, the feather duster in his right hand flipped over and suddenly pulled it fiercely at Zhiqiu.

Ah... Zhiqiu screamed. The feather duster in Xu Zhe's hand was specially made. He smoked himself, as if he had been electrocuted. Then a burning sensation on his body gradually expanded.

After Xu zhe pulled out a duster, he didn't hesitate. He raised the duster in his hand and beat Zhiqiu one by one. The feather duster in his hand seemed to be made of steel. Every time he pulled out the duster, Zhiqiu would scream for a long time.