Dugu Chen did not hesitate at all, and quickly swept into the distance.

Danfeng's man's expression became extremely vicious, although the exercises he cultivated were domineering, but Dugu Chen chose to avoid and not fight, which made his fist lose its target, and the wound in his abdomen continued to emit severe pain, constantly stimulating his nerves, and he didn't dare to chase and kill for a long time.

The red-eyed man stopped, tore off a corner of his clothes, and bandaged his wounds.

Seeing that the man with Danfengyan was no longer chasing and killing, Dugu Chen also stopped his body and looked around, paying attention to the direction of the situation.

There are very few disciples left in the Luo Sha Sect, and the disciples of the Sword Sect and the Huangquan Sect occupy the initiative of the battlefield, as if they are mowing grass, ruthlessly harvesting their lives.

The white-robed man sat comfortably and comfortably, without the slightest worry in his expression, looking at the Luo Sha Sect disciples who were constantly falling, there was not the slightest emotion in his eyes.

A moment later—

The disciples of the Rashamen all fell, blood seeping through the yellow sand, staining the red gravel, and the air was densely filled with blood.

The stiff body of the dry barge stood up a few straight, and there was a sharp cold light in his eyes, staring at the white-robed man, and said slowly: "What else do you have?" ”

A hint of a smile appeared in the white-robed man's expression, staring at the dry barge, and asked softly, "You can't wait to find death so much?"

Qian's expression was very calm, and he said in a deep voice: "I dragged this thin body into this endless desert, and I didn't even think about leaving. ”

The white-robed man nodded and said, "Don't leave if you don't think about leaving." ”

A sneer appeared in the expression of the dry barge, and said, "Then I want to see how capable you are." ”

The white-robed man smiled and said, "Don't worry, your ability is very big." ”

The words fell, and the white-robed man gently slapped his palms.

The voice came out.

In an instant, more than a dozen powerful auras swept from afar, and the oppressive coercion made people feel palpitations.

The barge's expression changed slightly.

Dugu Chen remained silent, quietly watching the development of the situation, when the more than a dozen strong breaths appeared, his expression also showed a trace of shock, from those powerful coercion, he also felt a sense of depression.

A few breaths later.

Dozens of figures stood in front of the white-robed man, his expression was extremely respectful, his body stood still, his eyes drooped, and he didn't dare to look directly at the person lying on the bamboo chair.

Qian's expression became extremely ugly, his body took a step back, and his mouth moved slightly, obviously saying something to Ye Qianheng in a whisper.

Ye Qianheng nodded without a trace, and his body began to approach the edge of the crowd.

Qianzhu took a deep breath, then stepped forward and walked in front of the Huangquan Sect disciple.

"Sharpen your sword—"

The dry barge said loudly.

The disciples of Huangquanmen suddenly began to get busy, and they wiped the swords in their hands one after another, and the white silk scarf wiped the blood-stained sword body, and soon, the sword body that had been wiped was as smooth as a mirror, exuding a terrible chill.

There was a smile of relief in his expression, he nodded, and said: "My disciples of Huangquanmen have never been fearless, they can die standing up, and they will never live on their knees, and now we will use the sword in our hands to kill the enemies in front of us, either they die, we live, or we all die together." ”

There was a fierce killing intent in his words.

The disciples of the Huangquan Sect were speechless, their bodies were all standing extremely straight, and their eyes were full of fierce killing intent.

Silence is better than sound at this point.

The next moment.

Huangquan Gate tucked the blood-stained white silk scarf in his sleeve.

Every Huangquanmen disciple carries a white silk scarf with him, which is used to bandage the wound when he is seriously injured, and when he dies in battle, the white silk scarf covers his face, and the expression of every Huangquanmen disciple at this moment is extremely solemn and serious.

——

There was a hint of a smile in Dugu Chen's expression, but soon the smile slowly disappeared, replaced by a solemn face.

The disciples of the Huangquan Sect are ready to break the cauldron and sink the boat, so how should the disciples of the Sword Sect deal with it.

At the moment, Dugu Chen's heart was a little hairy.

Let out a long breath.

Dugu Chen's heart desperately hoped that Li Qifeng would appear in front of him, so that all the very tricky problems in his eyes would no longer be a problem.

Of course, this is just Dugu Chen's wishful thinking, and he still needs to face the thorny problems in front of him.

Jin Chuan, Ye Xia, Zhao Kai, Nameless, Chen Lei, Mu Zili, Ling Konghan, Yan Shan and other Sword Sect disciples all fell on Dugu Chen's body, no matter what decision Dugu Chen made, they would all obey unconditionally.

Dugu Chen narrowed his eyes, a smile slowly appeared in his expression, the more he smiled, the colder it became, staring at the dense figure standing in front of the white-robed man, his eyes showed a cold light, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he stretched out again, and said in a deep voice: "Where is the disciple of the Sword Sect?"

"In-"

The imposing words suddenly came out.

Dugu Chen nodded and said: "If people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, if people offend us, we don't need to be polite at all, and use the sword in our hands to kill them." ”

Words are spit out.

Dugu Chen's heart suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

There are many things that are no longer stressful once you take a firm step.

……

……

The white-robed man lay down comfortably, looking at the actions of the Sword Sect and the people of Huangquanmen, he felt very funny, as if a group of clowns were trying their best to perform in front of him, and every move was extremely funny.

smiled.

The white-robed man pointed at the disciples of the Sword Sect and the Huangquan Sect, and said softly: "Kill them all for me, and I will give you freedom when the time comes, whether you want to leave or stay, it is all according to your own wishes." ”

"Yes—"

A dull voice came out, and the dense figure standing in front of the white-robed man erupted with powerful killing intent in an instant.

The body moved.

Swiftly swept forward, and a powerful and incomparable power swept out.

Dugu Chen's expression couldn't help but change, and he said in a deep voice: "Everyone deal with it carefully, don't be reckless, someone will come to help me, as long as we can hold on and the sect master breaks through, then everything will be solved." ”

Dugu Chen's words were very firm.

His words were to cheer up the disciples of the Sword Sect, and he was also relieved for himself, and he was looking forward to Li Qifeng being able to fight at the most critical time to resolve this crisis.

But—

All this is his hope.

If it is hope, then it is also possible to despair.

Dugu Chen clenched the Fenglu Sword, the cold light in his eyes was sheng, and he stepped forward in one step, his body leaning forward slightly, ready to take out the sword at any time.

(End of chapter)