Chapter 501: Blue Fire God Scythe
As soon as Duanmu Long saw that Qiu Huaici had listened to Yun Shu'er's nonsense, in front of everyone's eyes, he actually pretended to be stupid and scolded the four kings, this kind of behavior without moral integrity was really shocking that his jaw fell to the ground, staring at Qiu Huaici with a confused face, and his thoughts flickered.
Oh my God! Qiu Huaici, you're too much, aren't you! What about the calves like you? When did your skin become so thick? Where did the upright Qiu Huaici run away?
Alas, as the saying goes, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, Qiu Huaici has been deeply influenced by this little witch since he took Yun Shu'er, a little witch, with him, and he was really damaged by his shameless female apprentice!
When the four kings saw that Qiu Huaici had wronged them in public, they were stunned and surprised, and when they came back to their senses, they also knew that there was no excuse for the crime they wanted to add, their faces changed greatly, they were furious, and with a flick of their arms, they each held a sickle in the style of a farmer mowing grass in both hands.
The whole body of the sickle is jet black, the blade of the scythe is jagged, the tail of the sickle handle is tied with a thumb to thick, three zhang long black chain, there is a copper ring at the end of the chain, the copper ring is set on the wrist of the king of Wu, it can be seen that when fighting with people, the black sickle can be used as a machete, and it can also be used as a flying knife from the hand.
This is the famous weapon of the four kings, the Blue Fire God Scythe.
The red-faced king spread his arms, wielded a sickle in a circle with his arms, raised his eyebrows, his eyes breathed fire, he glared at Qiu Huaici angrily, and shouted: "Qiu Huaici, Shi Ke can not be humiliated, if you want to kill us, even if you shoot, why play these tricks, how boring!"
Qiu Huaici nodded, smiled indifferently, the golden light flashed, Haotian was in his hand, and said: "Well, what you said is reasonable, since this is the case, it is useless to say more, you can make a move!"
The figures of the four kings flashed, occupying all directions, glanced at each other, nodded, and then brandished their sickles, and flew forward, which was a burst of crazy slashing.
The four kings knew that if they didn't work hard today, they would have to perish, so they tried their best to cooperate with tacit understanding, made ruthless moves, and made clever moves, and for a while, they never fell behind.
Qiu Huaici saw that although the four kings were crippled, they were a generation of heroes after all, and there were still hole cards, and once the other party was desperate, his strength should not be underestimated, so he didn't dare to slack off at all, and resorted to means, the sword light flashed, and he was concentrating.
The four kings of the four Wu circles around Qiu Huaici, the body is in and out, the extreme fast, it is difficult to distinguish the figure, they hold the black sickle in their hands in close combat, cut Qiu Huaici, and throw the sickle out when they are far away, pull the chain in their palms, wave the chain, and control the knife with the chain, and flirt with Qiu Huaici, and the moves are very exquisite and mysterious.
The four kings of the four Wu and Qiu Huaici fought for a while, the red-faced king roared, the four king of the Wu retreated at the same time, standing in the distance, the sickle flew out, the hand pulled the chain, waved the chain, and the sickle tied by the chain, like a snake head, bit Qiu Huaici.
The chains in the hands of the four kings waved faster and faster, the sickles attacked more and more fiercely, the eight sickles formed a piece of knife shadow, and the eight knife shadows were linked to each other, surrounding Qiu Huaici, forming a huge circular knife cover, the knife cover covered Qiu Huaici, and began to shrink inward, shrinking the space of the knife cover, wanting to wrap Qiu Huaici's body, and then, Qiu Huaici was like grinding flesh and strangling.
Qiu Huaici looked at the sickle cover that was gradually wrapped up, he kept wielding the Haotian Sword, the sword light flickered, and kept slashing on the knife cover, with a crisp sound and sparks flying everywhere.
The four kings saw that their sickle and knife shadow covered Qiu Huaici, Qiu Huaici had not seen through the mystery of the knife shadow for a while, and broke out of the knife, knowing that the opportunity was rare, he was ecstatic in his heart, the four of them had the same mind, no need to greet him, and hurriedly recited the incantation silently, after the incantation was recited, he bit his tongue, and squirted a mouthful of blood at the blue fire god sickle, and shouted: "Practice."
Corpses turn into bones, ecstasy!"
The blood of the four kings with a spell was sprayed on the knife cover, the knife cover was like being burned in a furnace, the whole body became red like red iron, the knife cover was steaming white for a while, and it was extremely hot, it was estimated that if a piece of pork was thrown on the red knife cover at this time, the pork would be burned into black charcoal by the red knife cover and turned into ashes.
Wizards will also hunt ghosts and exorcise evil spirits, therefore, some of the skills of some of the Maoshan Taoist priests to hunt ghosts and exorcise evil spirits are somewhat similar, and the four great Wu kings just performed this ability, in fact, when the Maoshan Taoist priest catches ghosts, spraying runic water on the peach wood sword and attracting the spell of fire is the same principle, but the Maoshan Taoist makes it a rune water spell, and the four great Wu kings are spells plus their own primordial gods, compared to Maoshan ghost hunters, the means are much more advanced.
The four kings of the four great Wu had previously fought with the blood crow, and were devoured by the blood crow a large number of souls, and were seriously injured, and their cultivation was greatly reduced, and now they are fighting with Qiu Huaici and evil, and it is already the end of the strong crossbow. However, at this moment, they really have no choice, they want to gamble, although they become wasted people if they win the bet, they can still breathe, if they don't work hard, then there is only a dead end!
Nanjiao stared fixedly at the four kings who used the secret method to practice the sickle red, but the sickle wrapped the master, and he was so anxious that he blurted out, and hurriedly shouted: "Bao'er, it's not good, the master is about to become a roast pig, you quickly think of a way, hurry up and rescue the master, right?"
Yun Shu'er frowned, her thoughts flickered, she thought about countermeasures, and shouted hatefully: "These old monsters, looking at this posture, they not only want to strangle the master, but also want to burn the corpse and destroy the traces, what a vicious heart!" That is, she quietly asked: "Duanmu family master, cousin, have your skills recovered, can you fight now?"
Duanmu Longyi, Dao Yinan and the others recovered some of their kung fu, and hurriedly nodded, Duanmu Long: "We will rush forward in a swarm now, attack the four kings, distract their attention, and rescue Qiu Huaici!"
Yun Shu'er stared at the knife man steadily, hesitated, and asked cautiously: "Duanmu family master, cousin, if your skills are not fully recovered, don't force it, if you make a rash move, when the time comes, not only will you not be able to save Qiu Huaici, but you will put yourself in, then we will lose a lot this time?"
Nanjiao was anxious, and hurriedly shouted: "Bao'er, we can be saved if we don't save it, if we don't save the master, we will die!"
Yun Shu'er smiled embarrassedly, stopped talking, and was sad to death, if she didn't let Duanmu Longyi and others make a move, in case the master had three long and two short, wouldn't she be distressed to death, if she insisted on letting Duanmu Long and others get tough, in case of an accident, what should I do, I must take the lives of others, that is also life!
Dao Yinan looked at the battle situation in the field, and saw that the knife cover of the four kings of the four Wu kings continued to shrink inward, locking Qiu Huaici to death, and the sickle slowly approached Qiu Huaici, Qiu Huaici seemed to be in danger, and his survival was imminent, and he hurriedly said: "Duanmu family master, we can't wait any longer, let's shoot!"
Duanmu Long nodded a little, and was about to fly to the four kings to attack and kill, but he was dragged by Yun Shu'er in time.
Yun Shu'er shook her head and persuaded with a wry smile: "Duanmu family master, cousin, I think it's better to forget it, in fact, I know that your skills have not fully recovered, I can't let you take any more risks, let's wait and see if Qiu Huaici can break the other party's sickle!"
Duanmulong: "Bao'er girl, for the sake of safety, let's try it and give it a go, right?"
Yun Shu'er stared fixedly at the sickle and knife cover of the four kings, with a solemn expression and a resolute attitude, shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "Forget it, we can't beat it, so don't give away people's heads in vain, let's wait, if Qiu Huaici really dies this time, he can only blame him for not being good at learning, his fate should be like this, and he can't blame others." ”
Yun Shu'er hesitated for a moment, and then continued to mutter: "Besides, I know Qiu Huaici's martial arts, his martial arts are the best in the world, with his ability, it is impossible not to win against these old monsters, I think he will definitely have a countermeasure, he will definitely win, I believe him!"
Yun Shu'er clenched her fists and said indifferently, when she said, "Qiu Huaici's martial arts are the best in the world, I believe he will win", as if she had gained a kind of strength in the sentence, she raised her eyebrows, her eyes lit up, her expression softened a lot, and the whole person became bright!
Duanmu Longyi, Dao Yinan and the others could only choose to believe Yun Shu'er and Qiu Huaici at this moment, so they were worried, staring at the fight in the arena with a condensed expression.
The red-faced king began to recite mantras again, performing secret techniques, spraying blood into the knife cover, and with each squirt, his body trembled, and his face became unusually pale.
The red-faced king sprayed three mouthfuls of blood at the knife cover, and suddenly roared: "Second, third, fourth, hold on, today's battle, either life or death, don't leave behind!"
Black-faced, yellow-faced, green-faced, the three kings listened to the boss's roar, and knew that it was a critical time, life and death in this move, although they were unwilling, but they still cast spells, and also sprayed blood to the knife cover, burning the divine element.
Once the knife cover was sprayed with blood by the formation master, the golden light flashed, and the knife cover became even more red, the red was a little weird and dazzling, and the knife cover began to shrink at an accelerated pace, strangling Qiu Huaici.
After the red-faced king and others saw that the sickle was blessed with the secret method, the power increased greatly, accelerating the compression of Qiu Huaici's activity space, forcing Qiu Huaici into a desperate situation, their eyes were shining, bright and a little sickly, baring their teeth, hehe and laughing, and their ugly faces looked more and more hideous.
Yun Shu'er and the others saw that the knife covers of the four kings were getting tighter and tighter, and those sickles were about to be twisted into Qiu Huaici's body, and they were extremely nervous, and they couldn't wait any longer, and wanted to rescue Qiu Huaici, but it was also in this room that nothing happened.
With a violent dragon roar, the sword light flickered, and with a loud bang, the black sickle cover of the four great king Wu suddenly exploded and disappeared.
At this time, Qiu Huaici carried a sword in one hand and a sword in the other, his eyebrows were picturesque, and he stood in the air, and dozens of sword souls around him flew up and down, surrounding left and right, and the end was majestic, like a god.
The four great Wu kings were broken, and they were counterattacked, wailing in unison, spurting blood, falling from the air, smashing heavily on the ground, stirring up dust.
The black-faced, yellow-faced, and green-faced kings died on the spot, leaving only the red-faced king convulsing and panting.
Qiu Huaici waved his arm, collected the soul of Haotian's sword, returned the sword into the sheath, his body flashed, standing beside the red-faced king, he stared at the red-faced king, and saw that the chest of the red-faced king was full of blood, his eyes were white, and he was dying, his heart was gloomy, and a trace of pity suddenly appeared.
The red-faced king slowed down, condensed the last trace of divine yuan in his life, took out the white with trembling fingers, and smashed the stone next to him a few times, and the bottle shattered.
As soon as the bottle shattered, the nine black dragons of the four great kings contained in the bottle, as well as the cart and coffin, appeared next to it.
The red-faced king glared at Qiu Huaici with dead fish eyes, and pleaded in a barely audible voice: "Qiu Huaici, after the Wushen Sect and the person dies, it is necessary to enter the grave and the soul to enter the sect, otherwise the soul and soul will wander the world and the world, and there will be no reincarnation, please trouble you, put a few of me in the funeral, the black dragon will be self-willing, bring our corpses and bones back, the sect, please!"
The red-faced king said, and then his head was crooked, his eyes were scattered, and he died of anger.
Qiu Huaici sighed, then looked solemn, used his mana, picked up the appearance of the four great Wu kings, made the other party clean, beautiful, and decent, put the four big Wu kings into the coffin, and then bowed to their remains, and did the etiquette that the living should have for the dead.
Qiu Huaici said to those black dragons: "Everyone, please bring the master back!"
The nine black dragons raised their heads and screamed at the sky, that is, their bodies writhed, soared, pulled the much lighter coffin, dragged the corpse of their master, and flew away in an instant.
The four kings came with grace and spirit, but they left in a disgraced and hurry.
One comes and goes, one life and one death, fame and fortune, prosperity and decline, honor and disgrace, all in one thought!