Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 247: Seven Cities Surrounding the Village 7

"Wind and Clouds"

This Feiyun Sect monk attacked with a sword, carrying the force of wind and cloud, and was extremely powerful.

Wang Qiye took back Hong Yu, drew out a new sword, injected a little bit of the power of the "Divine Armor", and did not hesitate to use his own spiritual power and sword intent, and chopped it down with one blow.

"Why does he hit like that?"

Shan Yichen, a cultivator from Fengyun Sect, showed surprise on his face, and immediately became ruthless and chopped down without hesitation.

"Ding."

The two weapons collided with each other, making a crisp sound, and broke at the same time.

Without waiting for him to retreat, Wang Qiye threw away the broken blade in his hand, drew out a new knife, and stabbed at Fengyun Sect's Shan Yicheng with the weapon in his right hand.

Of course Shan Yichen couldn't just sit there and wait for death, so he took a defensive magic weapon to block in front of him and stepped back.

Wang Qiye showed a grim smile, and the knife in his hand instantly accelerated, exerting its power to 200%. As soon as it touched the defensive weapon, the knife in his hand shattered.

"Is he crazy? Even though the magic weapon will be extremely powerful instantly if it is squeezed like this, it will break in 1-2 seconds!" Shan Yicheng from Fengyun Sect was horrified and just wanted to escape quickly.

However, a new knife arrived first and pierced through the defensive magic weapon along the crack left by the previous knife, and continued to move forward until it pierced his chest.

Shan Yicheng of Fengyun Sect died unwillingly. He stared with his eyes wide open, and when he fell to the ground, he kept staring at Wang Qiye.

"Cheng Li Ce from Fengyun Sect, I have come to ask for your advice."

Upon seeing the tragic death of his beloved senior brother, Cheng Li Ce could no longer hold back and jumped out.

"Lingxi Valley King Qiye, come over here."

Wang Qiye smiled brightly and lingered on the plump breasts, slender waist and long legs of this female cultivator from Fengyun Sect.

"The dog thief who came to take my life, 'swept away like a whirlwind'."

Cheng Li Ce from Fengyun Sect became even more angry as he saw the bald man's eyes becoming more and more lustful, so he chopped him with his sword.

Wang Qiye used the long knife in his right hand to destroy her long sword magic weapon. After the magic weapon in his left hand destroyed her defensive magic weapon, Wang Qiye directly inserted his palm into the crack of the defensive magic weapon and shattered her defensive magic weapon with one palm.

"Do not kill me."

At this moment, Cheng Li Ce of Fengyun Sect finally panicked in the face of this fierce attack. When death really came, she was really scared and begged for mercy.

Wang Qiye remained unmoved. He climbed up her smooth neck with his left hand and pinched it hard. A crisp sound came from the soft neck, and Cheng Lice of Fengyun Sect dropped her hands weakly.

Wang Qiye loosened his left hand, and Cheng Lice of Fengyun Sect collapsed to the ground. A beautiful female cultivator in her prime passed away just like that.

Next, Wang Qiye used the same trick again, consuming only a small amount of the "Divine Armor" energy and 2-3 magic weapons to kill eight people in a row.

His crazy style of play made Zhan Qiaoqi's eyes light up.

Xun Zi of Sheshenyuan frowned. "If he had enough long swords and magic weapons, wouldn't he be able to go crazy forever?"

"I come."

A new cultivator from the Seven Cities came up and stood in front of Wang Qiye without fear, as if he had already come up with a plan to deal with the situation.

Wang Qiye looked at this new opponent. He did not change his tactics. The two of them used their offensive magic weapons to collide with each other first and shattered at the same time. Then the long sword in his left hand pushed the energy efficiency of the magic weapon to the maximum and crashed into his defensive magic weapon. When the long sword shattered, his defensive magic weapon also cracked into several pieces.

"I thought you had something, but that's all you can do." Wang Qiye grinned, and the new knife in his right hand pierced through the crack of his defensive magic weapon. However, it was blocked by a new wooden magic weapon.

The monk from the Seven Cities smiled at Wang Qiye and took a step back.

"Sure enough, my tactics have become outdated. They have already taken precautions and are preparing to fight with the weapons in my hands?" Wang Qiye sighed, expressing helplessness.

Suddenly, the retreating monk from the Seven Cities had his neck pierced by a black blood spear. The blood in his body was instantly drained, leaving a dried corpse on the spot.

"Ok?"

Wang Qiye looked at the sudden turn of events and looked to the side with some surprise.

The eagle beast did not look at him, but continued to fight with the powerful opponent in front of him.

"Yuan Maodong from Fei Niao Lou, I'm here to ask for your advice."

A strong man stood in front of Wang Qiye.

Although facing the three beasts is stressful, there are also many passionate people among the cultivators in the seven cities. Even when facing the sword cultivator who is the most murderous in the cultivation civilization, there are also those who are willing to die.

"what."

As soon as the sturdy man finished speaking, he shouted and attacked with a punch with the wind.

Facing this daring man, Wang Qiye looked at him with a higher regard, but he did not show any mercy. The new knife in his right hand was used to its maximum efficiency, aiming at the self-destructive weapon.

A pair of fists hit the new sword, which exploded and shattered on the spot, with the broken pieces flying everywhere. The monk from Feiniao Tower was also very old from using one punch, and the energy from the explosion blew a hole in his boxing gloves, leaving a bloody mess on his fist.

However, he didn't care at all, and the intact left fist attacked again.

Wang Qiye's long sword in his left hand, with the power of self-explosion, met his fist. As expected, a big hole was blown out of his boxing gloves, and his fist was covered with blood and flesh.

After destroying the two weapons of the bald pervert opposite, the monk from Feiniao Tower knew what he was going to do next and retreated directly.

"Don't even think about leaving."

Wang Qiye took out the new knives in his hands, one knife first, and then the other.

Two defensive magic weapons lit up in front of the monk from Feiniao Tower, and he looked at Wang Qiye with a smug look on his face.

"It seems that the opponent has found a way to crack it. It is basically impossible to use this routine to harvest again. But if I don't use this routine, how many times can my "God Armor" withstand my squandering?"

Wang Qiye sighed helplessly. Even though he knew it was useless, he still maximized the efficiency of the two magic weapons in his hands.

One of them was destroyed together with the opponent's defensive magic weapon, while the other one only left three cracks on the opponent's defensive magic weapon, and it could no longer do anything to the monk from Feiniao Tower.

"I knew you were going to do this again."

The protector behind him saw the eagle beast open its mouth and immediately summoned a defensive magic weapon to block the path between it and the monk from Feiniao Tower.

The eagle beast's eyes revealed a cunning look, and it directly spat out five black blood spears and stabbed forward.

The monk from Feiniao Tower was so frightened that his heart was broken. His eyes, which seemed to be confident of victory, finally changed color. He looked at the two blood-red spears flying over the guardian's defensive weapon and tried to block them with the cracked defensive weapon in desperation.

The black blood-colored spear encountered almost no resistance and easily pierced through the defensive magic weapon and stabbed into the chest of the monk from Feiniao Tower.

The monk from Feiniao Tower struggled for only a few breaths, and left behind a dried corpse on the spot, his body dead and disappeared.

The three black blood spears of the eagle beast also contaminated the defender's defensive weapon and melted it into waste.

Wang Qiye's eyes lit up and he looked at the eagle beast, only to find that the arrogant eagle beast didn't even bother with him and was only busy fighting with the cultivator in front of it.

Next, Wang Qiye and the Eagle Beast started a delicate cooperation. The Eagle Beast also spent a lot of money, spitting out 2-4 black blood spears each time. Under Wang Qiye's self-destruct weapon tactics, the two killed another 53 Seven Cities monks, and Wang Qiye retreated.

This was not Wang Qiye's limit, but the limit of the number of long swords in his hands. More than a hundred of them were broken, leaving only the two on his back, Hongyu and Wentian.

The old man stood up and took the position of the two beasts. He looked back at the bald black raven with some admiration.

The old man had already fully restored the "God Armor", and he didn't expect Wang Qiye to be able to hold on for so long. Before, he always attacked fiercely and then fell in seconds. Now he actually still had two-thirds of the "God Armor" energy, which really made him look at him with new eyes.

"Brother Chen, your junior brother is indeed different. Even if we dig him into our Skylark Tower, I still can't handle this kind of fighting style." Bai Xingchen said jokingly.

"Brother Bai, there's no need to be so modest. Everyone knows that you're doing very well in the Tianwu Domain and you have more than 100 gods under your command. How could a person who's only in the second realm taking advantage of others be worthy of your attention?" Chen Fuyuan said with a smile.

"Hey, I just want to show my appreciation for talent. Only your Lingxi Valley family is so wealthy that they can afford to support this great god."

Bai Xingchen was in a melancholy mood. He originally had some plans in mind, but after seeing Wang Qiye's fighting style, he became conflicted again.

The landlord's family has no surplus food. If Wang Qiye fights like this every time, in the end he will only fatten up a few blacksmith shops. It would be okay if his realm is lower, but when his realm is higher, that battle will cost more than 20 spirit stones.

"I can't afford it." Bai Xingchen smiled and finally came to a conclusion.

Even though he knew that Wang Qiye would be like a rising star that would shine brightly in the cultivation civilization in the future, he still thought that investing 1000 billion in him and only getting back 10 billion spirit stones in the end would be too much of a loss, so no one was willing to do it.

"But they finally managed to hold on for a while. But the other side won't give up until they achieve their goal."

Ye Hanshuang looked anxious. Although the situation was relatively optimistic now, one of the Ten Heroes was dead and one was disabled.

At this point in the fight, both sides are really angry and neither side will give up easily. If they want to win, they must step on the other side's corpse and make one side surrender.

"Brother Bai is really courageous. Five people have died in the fighting in Skylark Tower so far." Chen Fuyuan smiled. Even he couldn't see the direction of this battle now.

However, people from Shichengzhai still fell from time to time. Since it was a war, there would always be deaths. When Shichengzhai couldn't even rotate, that would be the time to see the real outcome.

"We are still not as good as the Feiyun Sect. These people have not been on the battlefield for a long time, and the deaths are indeed quite many. Only three cultivators died in the Feiyun Sect." Bai Xingchen said in a flat tone.

"If our five sects are outclassed by a gang of traveling merchants, how can we survive in the world of cultivation?"

Ye Hanshuang was quite satisfied with the result, which was also her last pride as a member of the Five Sects.

"Well, that can't be said. High-end combat power cannot be compared, and low-end combat power does not need to be compared. After all, everyone's strength is similar. We all have one head on two shoulders, right?"

Chen Fuyuan smiled and acted as a peacemaker.