Lingbo Weibu is a supreme true level skill, passed down from Xiaoyaozi of Xiaoyao sect. The second generation leader of the Xiaoyao Sect is named Wuyazi. He once had an apprentice, the old immortal Xingxiu. Because Xingxiu Old Immortal was jealous of his fellow sect, he attacked Wuyazi secretly and knocked him off the cliff. He escaped and walked in the land of Xingxiu Sea, creating the Xingxiu Sect and gaining a huge reputation. This red-blooded boy is the red-blooded scholar. He also stole the purple-blooded soft sword from Xingxiu Sect and fled to Dashang. Chuchenzi is the great disciple of Xingxiu Laoxian, and he is following him. Su Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly. In the past, he felt that the material of the purple blood soft sword was as good as frost and snow, and the fast sword clanked. I'm afraid that the Purple Blood Soft Sword, which has a thousand years of soft iron, will surpass the Frost Snow Sword. Su Changqing looked at the purple blood belt around her waist, her heart moved slightly, and she took a slight step, hidden in her purple blood soft sword? "If Chuchenzi investigates carefully, he will definitely find out that I killed the red-blooded scholar. Why don't we just leave him here." In the life script, Chuchenzi will join forces with Yuhuatian to murder him.
The two of them seemed to have succeeded, taking the Purple Blood Soft Sword away from Su Changqing. Both of them are extremely resourceful. Although Chuchenzi is not as powerful as Yuhuatian, he is good at using poisonous and hidden weapons and is extremely difficult to deal with. Su Changqing's heart was slightly filled with murderous intent, but it suddenly dissipated. With a smile on his lips, an idea emerged. "Since I want to give the East and West factories a big gift, how can I not use Chuchenzi?" "If you don't kill him, when he and Yuhuatian find me, I will send the Purple Blood Soft Sword with both hands. When the time comes, I will send these two people to the west!" Although Yu Huatian is not as good as Li Lianying from the current perspective, in the later period, this person will take charge of the West Factory, far surpassing Li Lianying and becoming his strong enemy. Chuchenzi is nothing, killing Yuhuatian who has not yet grown up is Su Changqing's ultimate goal. Su Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he made up his mind not to come down again. Below, Chuchenzi led four junior brothers to search around the broken walls and ruins of the Great Buddha Temple. "Isn't this Chixuezi's heartless thing buried in there to death?" Chuchenzi stared at the ruins, frowning, and said with an ugly expression. This big Buddhist temple covers an area of 100 meters. When can I search it again? "Senior Brother, there's something going on here!" A disciple from the Xingxiu Sect suddenly shouted. The four people came quickly, and they were all shocked. Here are the corpses of four people, some with their heads turned around and fearful pupils, some with broken limbs, bright red blood flowing, dyeing the green grass red. All four corpses were dressed in black. "Eighth innate level, or four, died like this?" Chuchenzi was a little frightened. Even though he was ruthless, his scalp couldn't help but tingle when he saw this scene. He squatted down, touched the blood lightly, and his expression suddenly changed. "The blood is still hot. The blood of these four people contains the arrogant Qi, and they were beaten to death with fist marks while they were still alive!"
Chuchenzi stood up suddenly and looked around cautiously. These four people all practiced innate Qi and were extremely powerful. Even he would have to deal with any one of them for a long time. Su Changqing stood among the green leaves, looking at Chuchenzi's figure with indifferent eyes. With just one strike, he could send the great disciple of Xingxiu Sect to the West. Chuchenzi took off the pants of one of them and narrowed his eyes slightly, not knowing that the danger was just around the corner. "These four people are indeed castrates. It is said that Dongchang Caodu has practiced Tiangang Boy Kung Fu for decades and has long since returned to the sea." "Being able to kill these four people almost at the same time shows how terrifying this person is. I guess this person hasn't gone far yet, so retreat quickly!" Chuchenzi narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly. The expressions of the four disciples changed, and one of them asked hesitantly: "Senior Brother, we have been chasing for thousands of miles, and now we have finally caught up..." With cold eyes, Chuchenzi raised his leg and kicked him out, knocking him to the ground and vomiting blood. "Damn guy, if you want to die, stay here. The three of you will follow me into the city and investigate first." Izuku can almost imagine what kind of violent person this is. These four people were forcibly shattered by the innate Qi they had cultivated for many years, and they were in despair. When I meet this person, I am afraid that he will be lying here when he comes out of the dust. Track the Purple Blood Soft Sword instead of fighting these madmen. "Which of you wants to stay here to search for Chixuezi, then stay here, senior brother, I will not accompany you." Chuchenzi sneered and turned to leave. When the four junior brothers heard this, their expressions changed at the same time, and they quickly followed. After the five people left, Su Changqing jumped down, and the purple-blooded soft sword on his waist was unsheathed. It was as red as blood, and the sword made a clanging sound. "I have obtained this sword for a long time. Who would have thought that there would be "Lingbo Weibu" hidden in the hilt." Su Changqing touched the body of the red blood sword and sighed in his heart. If he hadn't met Chuchenzi today, he might not have discovered the secret of this sword for a long time. "This Chuchenzi definitely doesn't know the secret of this sword. Old Immortal Xingxiu has never used Lingbo Weibu among the Eight Tribes of Heavenly Dragons. He relies entirely on the poison palm." "This sword may be something he stole from Wu Yazi." Su Changqing pondered for a moment, this world is very strange, "A Chinese Ghost Story", "The Best in the World", "Martial Sui Void", "Martial Arts Supreme" and his "The Evil God Comes to the World"... just what Su Changqing saw There are no less than dozens of scripts. The water in this world is very deep and unpredictable, but once it comes, it will be settled. Su Changqing no longer thinks about it and carefully looks at the hilt of the Purple Blood Soft Sword. Here is a dark black short square handle, which is very different from the red sword body. If the true qi is not injected, the sword body will be as soft as a red ribbon, and the hilt will be like a hidden buckle on a belt. Su Changqing observed carefully, the sword body was as red as a rainbow, and the hilt was natural, dark as black iron, and shining.
"It seems that the material of the hilt and the sword body is different. It should not be the thousand-year-old soft iron." Su Changqing narrowed his eyes slightly, and he did not find any gaps. It was natural, as if the hilt was directly poured on the sword body. Unless the hilt of the purple blood soft sword was destroyed, Su Changqing really didn't see any "Lingbo Weibu". He took a deep breath and recalled in his heart the life script of Chuchenzi. ...... The hilt of this sword contains the "Lingbo Weibu", a true footwork of the Xiaoyao Sect for many years ...... The hilt of this sword, not inside the hilt! Su Changqing suddenly frowned, walked quickly, and threw the purple blood soft sword into the corpses of the four prosperous people in the east, west, south and north. The blood there almost flowed into a small puddle, bright red. The blood instantly dyed the purple blood soft sword red, and the sword body became more weird. It was drinking blood and sparkling. He squatted down and observed carefully. On the dark hilt, hundreds of small footprints arranged in the five elements and eight trigrams appeared on the hilt. At first glance, there was no detail, but a closer look was shocking. Lingbo Weibu, based on the 64 hexagrams of the Book of Changes, the user steps on the hexagrams in a specific order. This method is the first step on the earth. When walking, walk around the 64 hexagrams, and when you finish a circle, it coincides with the first step. Lingbo Weibu, silk socks are covered with dust...... .............