However, no one paid any attention to him as everyone was busy escaping.

Then more flying swords smashed towards his body.

The assassin died in despair.

The same was true of his companions.

Ten first-rate assassins died in such despair, and the remaining second-rate assassins did not even struggle and became corpses.

Only the leader assassin was left, struggling to hold on.

He is a master-level expert.

However, no matter how strong one is, one cannot defeat the huge number of swords.

After killing the target, many flying swords returned to the flying sword matrix.

All of them were hovering above the assassin's head who was looking back.

Falling like raindrops.

The assassin used all his strength, using up all his energy, holding the dagger in both hands, to block every flying sword that was aimed at his body.

Xu Qiu was watching quietly from a distance.

That expression was extremely relaxed and comfortable.

It was as if he was an outsider, admiring the enemy like a monkey in a circus, busy and confused.

Right now.

Wang Qiliang, Niu Dali, and Xu Yongzhuang around him all swallowed their saliva, their expressions frozen in place.

Sweat kept coming out of the palms and backs of his hands, fear kept spreading in his heart, and he became more and more in awe of Xu Qiu.

Only Qin Yumo blinked.

Imprint this scene firmly in your mind.

Especially her brother-in-law's Taoist and immortal appearance, she liked him more and more, and he was indeed the man she liked.

Even getting rid of the assassin was so easy and casual.

"I must catch up with him!"

Qin Yumo made a secret decision in his heart.

Now Xu Qiu has only recovered a little bit of his realm, but he already possesses such terrifying strength. If he recovers fully, he will be a celestial being.

Qin Yumo didn't want to be separated from him.

Not long.

The seriously injured assassin leader was carried back by the flying sword and was thrown heavily not far from Xu Qiu.

He looked desperate.

There were deep scars all over his body.

His entire nightgown was soaked with blood, and it was evening, which made his nightgown even more red.

He was breathing heavily and his hair was messy.

He suppressed his fear and asked, "How come you have such terrifying strength? Is it because of the inheritance of the Dragon Rising Land?"

He knew he was going to die.

That's why I asked.

I want to die with a clear mind.

Xu Qiu couldn't help but chuckle when he heard this, and then said: "There is no treasure in the Dragon Rising Land. It's just an ordinary formation."

Top-grade spirit stones are of no use to these mortals.

It is only of great help to those who practice Taoism.

So, Xu Qiu was telling the truth.

"Array?"

The assassin was confused.

Then he asked again: "Similar to the underground palace that suddenly appeared in the capital of Beiyue?"

"Hmm?" Xu Qiu looked him in the eye and said, "You said that something exactly like this also appeared in the capital of Beiyue?"

The assassin nodded, "I don't know if it's exactly the same, but there are ghosts there, and there's a huge cemetery."

"The ghost puppet should go there." Xu Qiu thought for a moment, "It seems we have a new clue."

Now that he had a clue, he didn't plan to stay in Yunmo Town for too long. It was more important to go to the capital of Beiyue Kingdom.

Although there are scary ghosts.

But it also contains great opportunities.

For example, high-quality spirit stones are of great help to his cultivation.

The later the cultivation progresses, the greater the demand for spirit stones becomes. Especially after breaking through to the Golden Core stage, perhaps hundreds of high-quality spirit stones may not be enough to break through one stage.

Xu Qiu casually said to Niu Dali and Xu Yongzhuang: "I'll leave this guy to you."

After saying this, he retracted the Snake Kiss Sword.

A large number of flying swords appeared and disappeared into the sky and earth.

The oppressive feeling that covered the sky disappeared, turning into a clear sunset.

Xu Qiu stuffed the sword into Qin Yumo's arms and left slowly, leaving behind only a chic back.

Qin Yumo hurriedly followed behind him, as obedient as a maid.

Wang Qiliang was silent for a while, then followed silently.

Only Niu Dali and the other man were left looking at each other.

Then the two of them stared fiercely at the assassin leader who had no power to resist.

"Weren't you very arrogant just now?"

Niu Dali's huge palm flexed, making a crackling sound.

"He actually dared to kill our young elder. We can't let him have an easy time." Captain Xu Yongzhuang also twisted his neck, and a sound of bones cracking was heard.

assassin:"……"

A gentleman can be humiliated but not killed... ahem... a gentleman can be killed but not humiliated! ...

at the same time.

Everyone in Yunmo Town knew about the commotion Xu Qiu caused.

There are at least 30,000 residents living in the border towns, and the army has more than 3,000 people, nailed to the border like a fortress.

In the chaos just now, everyone witnessed the overwhelming long swords that blocked out the sky and the sun.

Originally the sky was full of red clouds, but after the flying sword appeared, the world seemed to darken and fall into endless darkness.

Then the flying swords in the sky were like snakes flying in the air, smelling their prey and relentlessly chasing the assassin in the nightgown.

The assassination team of more than a dozen people was reduced to ashes in an instant, turning into a pile of creepy corpses.

The leader was even captured by a flying sword.

“Is this a method used by the immortals?”

"I heard that this person is the young elder of Qingluan Valley. He came to our Yunmo Town for training."

"This is too terrifying. Only gods can make three thousand swords fly at the same time!"

"Fortunately, the young elder is on the side of our Yunmo Town."

People in the streets were talking about it.

What happened today can't be shaken off my mind.

Especially when you see thousands of flying swords dancing in the air, the sight of covering the sky and the sun is something that you will never forget.

Xu Qiu was even praised by them as an immortal.

Some people even privately worship Xu Qiu as a martial god.

The next day, a large number of wood carvings based on Xu Qiu appeared in the market.

Some people worship it as a statue, some keep it as a treasure at home, and many women regard it as their ideal husband and look at it day and night.

It was even made into a painting and hung in the corridor.

When Xu Qiu left.

Suddenly, I noticed a faint golden light between heaven and earth, slowly sinking into my body.

"Well, this also has the merit of heaven?" Xu Qiu looked at the faint golden light, "No, it's faith!"

There are two ways to gain Heavenly Merit: The first is to plead for the people and gather the expectations of thousands of lives.

The second is faith. For example, when people worship God, God can also gain the power of faith.

Now that this golden light has penetrated into his body, Xu Qiu seems to have gained merit power as thick as three fingers.

"If we continue like this, I think we can create a golden body of merit."

Xu Qiu sighed silently.

If one could really create a golden body of merit, he would be the most powerful immortal cultivator in the world.

With the blessing of the golden body, I guess no one would be so blind as to want to suffer divine punishment.

Even in the world of immortal cultivation, there are only a handful of cultivators who possess golden bodies of merit.

Apart from the leaders of top sects and the leaders of immortal alliances who maintained order, Xu Qiu had rarely seen immortal cultivators with great merits.

Moreover, people with golden bodies of merit have extremely strong luck. Sect leaders and alliance leaders have constant opportunities along the way, which is how they become the strongest people in the world.

However, Qin Yumo could not see the merits of heaven.

She looked at her brother-in-law in a daze, so she asked, "Brother-in-law, why are you staring at your palm?"

Xu Qiu just said leisurely, "Good things happen when we go out. We will have unexpected gains this time."

"Will something good really happen?"

Qin Yumo was full of disbelief. He had just arrived at the border when he was attacked by an assassin.

After entering North Vietnam, there will probably be more twists and turns.

At this time, Wang Qiliang swallowed his saliva and said: "Sister... Ahem, Little Elder, we may not encounter any good things."

"What do you mean?" Qin Yumo asked suspiciously.

Wang Qiliang pointed his trembling finger into the distance.

An army of 20,000 people appeared more than 30 miles away from Yunmo Town, with flags waving and crowds of people on the opposite side.

"The army of North Vietnam is in front of us." (End of this chapter)