The heavens begin from practicing swords in the palace

Zhao Qiu carried the power of slaughtering dogs, and Tie Sanniu retreated a few steps. Obviously, a huge wave had already set off in his heart.

It's no wonder that his martial arts cultivation is far behind that of He Ergou.

Compared with Zhao Qiu in front of him, the gap is huge.

Suddenly, Zhao Qiu turned to look at Zheng Dahu again, Zheng Dahu felt a little apprehensive.

He focused on it, and after a long time, he finally said: "He Ergou is dead, and the matters we agreed on before are still valid."

A bright smile appeared on Zhao Qiuruyu's face.

Suddenly, he pressed lightly with his left hand, and a rain of silvery white needles flew out from his body.

A total of 48 steel needles flew towards Zheng Dahu with great momentum.

Each steel needle is faintly green, obviously the needle tip is soaked with poison.

This hidden weapon is the King of Hidden Weapons that Zhao Qiu obtained from the Tang Sect when he was in the White Jade Tiger World.

Zheng Dahu, who had experienced many battles, immediately fell to the ground, and even avoided the imminent silver needle. After a few rolls, he rolled to the corner where his weapon, the mountain axe, was placed.

The moment he picked up the mountain ax with both hands, Zhao Qiu had already rubbed his body and attached it.

The thick-backed knife slashed down, Zheng Dahu raised the mountain-breaking ax with both hands, and blocked it upwards.

With a "bang", the huge sound wave shook the dust on the beams of the Juyi Hall, and it fell straight down with a "puff".

Afterwards, the thick-backed knife in Zhao Qiu's hand slashed repeatedly, and for a while, Zheng Dahu was busy in the corner.

Zheng Dahu thought in his heart: "If I had known that he would not let me go, I would have teamed up with He Ergou at the beginning, and I might not have been able to take his life! If Tie Sanniu and others are added, we will surely win! What a pity! What a pity! Miscalculation!"

He regretted not falling. Originally, Zhao Qiu's martial arts cultivation base was going to be higher than his.

At this moment, Zhao Qiu has the upper hand with the rain of flowers all over the sky, and now the thick back knife in his hand is dancing like the wind, and he will never give him a moment to breathe.

After a series of onslaughts, Zheng Dahu's shoulder was cut by the thick back knife in Zhao Qiu's hand, and blood flowed down, soaking his clothes.

Seeing that his life was not long, Zheng Dahu shouted to Tiesanniu: "Third brother, let's kill this traitor together! If he kills me first, he will definitely kill you too! This is his method of defeating one by one. ..."

However, he was at a disadvantage right now, and when he was distracted from speaking, Zhao Qiu's thick-backed saber slashed at him, and he shrank his head slightly. Finally, the saber only hit his scalp and penetrated a little. There was some blood.

But Tie Sanniu still hesitated in his eyes.

Although Tie Sanniu didn't move, the other bandits around him moved at this moment, raised their swords, guns, swords and halberds, and charged towards Zhao Qiu.

After all, these people are Zheng Dahu's diehard loyalists.

Zhao Qiu raised his hand casually, and several small knives flew out from his sleeves, and shot towards the people who were running.

Those few people were only second and third level fighters, they were caught off guard, and they were injured or died.

But I heard Zhao Qiu say: "Third Master, I have no grievances with you. After I kill this Zheng Dahu, you will still be the third master of Heifeng Mountain! You and I don't violate the river water, how about it!"

Sure enough, when Zhao Qiu said this, Tie Sanniu, who was still a little moved, finally let go of his right hand holding the hammer.

The thick-backed knife in Zhao Qiu's hand didn't stop, and it spread out like a storm. Finally, with a flash of snow-white knife light, a cloud of blood sprayed out from Zheng Dahu's neck, and he died.