Urban Rebirth Cultivation

A Martial Saint-level poison puppet was actually killed by Hua Qiu's sword!

The people present stared at the biggest eyes, with disbelief on their faces.

"Is his sword move so strong?" The leader of the Wanpo Sect's face became even more ferocious, almost crazy.

"It's the sword in his hand that is strong!" The leader of the assassination team noticed that the red sword in Hua Qiu's hand was not an ordinary person.

"What kind of sword is that?" The few people were deeply attracted by it after just one glance.

"boom!"

The Wusheng poison puppet, who was killed by Hua Qiu, jumped up from the ground.

A deep mouth of blood appeared on his body, and poisonous blood flowed out, which was shocking.

But extremely quickly, the bloody mouth healed at a speed visible to the naked eye and quickly recovered as before.

Seeing this, the leader of the Wanpo Sect breathed a sigh of relief.

"So what if you have a magic sword? So what if you can hurt the Martial Saint Poison Puppet?"

"No matter how much damage is, the Martial Saint Poison Puppet can heal itself. Without knowing the pain, you can hurt him countless times, but he only needs to hurt you once, and you will have to drink hatred on the spot!"

The leader of the Wanpo Sect laughed.

The survivors of the evil sect also regained hope.

"This Martial Saint Poison Puppet is indeed well refined." Hua Qiu rarely said that.

Although it is a crooked way, the Wanpo Sect can refine a martial saint's body to withstand the slash of a spiritual treasure-level sword weapon. As for the mortal level, the Wanpo Sect is amazing.

However, it's just good.

"Then you have to say?" The leader of the Wanpo Sect looked sarcastic.

"You can just chop! I see when you are tired of chopping, it is the time for your life to die!"

Hua Qiu smiled coldly.

"A mere Martial Saint Poison Puppet, one sword is enough." He said lightly, raising the sword in his hand.

"I'm so arrogant! I didn't see any substantial effect on a sword just now." The leader of the Wandu Sect sneered.

Hua Qiu said nothing.

At this time, he truly injected the spiritual power of creation into the sword in his hand.

And, some immortal emperor sword intent...

“Buzz…”

The red sword in his hand trembled, and the light of inspiration was filled with mist.

The sound of swords echoed throughout the Thirteenth Palace.

“Woo…”

The Wu Sheng Poison Puppet roared, as if they realized something, and became restless.

"boom!"

The Martial Saint Poison Puppet brought a series of explosions of air, carrying the thunderous momentum and collided with Hua Qiu.

The powerful power made the wind swept through, making it difficult for people in the hall to open their eyes.

Hua Qiu's eyes were cold and fierce, and he still slashed out with a sword as before.

"It's useless!" The leader of the Wanpo Sect shouted coldly.

“Buzz…”

Responding to him was the buzzing of the sword intent and the dazzling and gorgeous blood-colored sword light.

The light blooms, dazzling to the extreme.

This sword light was like a long rainbow, piercing the Martial Saint Poison Puppet through...

The leader of the Wanpo Sect stared at the Wusheng Poison Puppet, and his originally confident expression gradually turned into horror.

What did he see?

The powerful Martial Saint Poison Puppet, the Martial Saint Poison Puppet that can heal quickly no matter what injury...

The last trump card of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect actually began to be annihilated in the sword light!

The body of the Martial Saint Poison Puppet turned into ashes and dissipated in the sword light.

“Wow…”

The roar of the Wusheng Poison Puppet was sharp and shrill, almost shaking everyone's eardrums.

He struggled desperately, but in a short time he was completely wiped out in the sword light.

The sword light dissipated and the hall fell into silence.

Someone opened his mouth wide and looked stiff.

Some people were stunned and couldn't make any sound.

Some people's face was as pale as paper, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble...

The Martial Saint Poison Puppet was destroyed by Hua Qiu's sword!

It was directly wiped out and nothing was left.

And Hua Qiu was still unscathed...

The evil warriors almost collapsed on the spot.

That is a poison puppet of the Martial Saint level!

The danger is even greater than the transcendence of the Martial Saint!

Can't do anything to that person?

What kind of existence is he? Or is he human?

"What? Can you still heal yourself in the Martial Saint Poison Puppet of Wanpo Sect in this way?" Hua Qiu looked at the leader of Wanpo Sect and asked.

The leader of the Wanpo Sect's body trembled and his face was ashamed.

He could not have thought that the last trump card of the Wanpo Sect was useless.

Is the Ten Thousand Poison Sect destined to perish today?

"The Chinese scholar must be a transcendent to the Martial Saint!" Wu Pingqing's face turned red with excitement and said heavily.

He knew that the Xia Kingdom's martial arts world was about to turn the world...

"Martial Saint..." Tong Yue murmured, looking dazed.

Suddenly, she burst into tears.

Because Hua Qiu had made a promise to her.

She knew that she had hope of revenge!

The evil sects are already full of despair.

Hua Qiu looked back at Tong Yue.

"Are you sure your sister is in this temple?" he asked.

Tong Yue nodded wildly in tears.

She was about to rescue her sister, and she was so excited that she couldn't help herself.

Hua Qiu nodded, closed his eyes and used his spiritual sense to perceive.

The leader of the Wanpo Sect opposite was stunned when he heard their conversation, and then his eyes immediately shone.

He immediately ran to the corner of the hall without hesitation.

Hua Qiu glanced at it and frowned.

A moment later, the leader of the Wanpo Sect reappeared.

But this time, he held a thin little girl in his arms and grabbed her neck with one hand.

Tong Yue glanced at the little girl and her expression suddenly changed.

"Xiaoyue!"

She exclaimed in sorrow, full of panic.

"Hua Qiu, you want to help the traitor of Wanpo Sect rescue her sister, right?" The leader of Wanpo Sect kept a certain distance from Hua Qiu and said with a sneer.

"Now, her sister is in the hands of this leader. As long as you dare to move, I will strangle this little girl to death immediately!" He threatened Hua Qiu.

"Sister..." the little girl looked at Tong Yue and shouted weakly.

"Ah..." Tong Yue's heart was about to break and she collapsed on the ground.

"Master, please don't hurt Xiaoyue, I beg you!" She begged repeatedly, crying in dismay.

"The leader of a sect is despicable!" Wu Pingqing cursed angrily.

"Haha, what despicable or not? We are evil sects, not gentlemen." The leader of the Wandu Sect didn't care at all, but was a little proud.

"Master Zheng, do a good job!" The leader of the assassination group and the rest of them quickly walked behind the leader of the Wanpo Sect.

To be honest, Hua Qiu was so powerful that they were almost desperate and thought they could only kill him.

But now with hostages, there is hope of escaping.

"Don't come over, if you dare to move, I'll strangle her to death immediately!" The leader of the Wanpo Sect shouted to Hua Qiu, and at the same time, he controlled Tong Yue's sister to start retreating.

Now that happened, he decided to give up the Wanpoison Sect and escape first.

Your own life is the most important thing.

"Brother, please save Xiaoyue! Please..." Tong Yue cried at Hua Qiu in despair.

At this time, she was still the image of Hua Dong.

Although it was not himself, Hua Qiu couldn't help but feel nervous.

Anger breeds involuntarily and burns.

Looking at the leader of the Wanpo Sect and others, the murderous intent was unprecedentedly strong.

How dare you use a little girl to threaten him?

The person who threatened him...

All dead!