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Holding the carcass of the beauty, Wei Sanfeng was stunned there, and he didn't see the twitching look on Wei Ao Wei Yao's face at all, if he couldn't move, he would never have cheapened this kid, he was still a sword slave, Wei Ao saw at a glance that the five of them were wearing the same net worth, and he hated not to fight in one place, he was defeated in the hands of the sword slave, not to mention, his sister also let a group of sword slaves come to a bear full hug, or naked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And that's not all. Wei Sanfeng really wanted to do what he wanted, that hate.

Seeing Wei Qingdie fall into a comatose state, Wei Sanfeng could see at a glance that it was a lack of oxygen, so he was used to wanting to do artificial respiration, but looking at the fragrant dumplings in his arms, he really couldn't put it down, he was afraid that he would be reluctant to put it down, rational, rational. Wei Sanfeng meditated in his heart.

In the case of determining that the other four people would not save Wei Qingdie, and even saw that Qi Long, Qi Hu, and Zhao Zicheng still had hatred in their eyes, it was the hatred that Wei Qingdie hurt Wang Boran with his shot, and he would definitely not save her, Wei Sanfeng was really helpless, so he had to perform artificial respiration, but he didn't expect the strength of the 3 Crystal Scattered Immortals to be so strong, and the weak people of the same level were really small and helpless.

Seeing that Wei Qingdie was being bullied by Wei Sanfeng, Wei Ao picked up the sword on the ground and walked over with difficulty: "Despicable!" Wei Ao walked over step by step. Only the walls on both sides of the gate that were blown open did not fall, and one in the middle fell down, which was very spacious, and it was clear what was happening. Of course, Wei Lingyun also noticed.

Wei Lingyun is extremely remorseful now, it was a trivial matter, his daughter entered the Mo Juzong and became a scattered immortal again, he happily invited a friend to celebrate, but he didn't expect to be laughed at by outsiders, and he fought in a big rage, and ended up in a ruined end, his daughter unknowingly fell into the hands of the enemy, and was insulted, how can he be embarrassed. Remorse, hatred!

Wei Lingyun was obviously absent-minded in the fight, Wei Gang naturally noticed it, and also knew the reason, so he said: "Old man Wei, today I will make a tie and hand over my 'Immortal Bird Flying Bird Sound', I will let you go for the time being, and fight again in the future, who loses and who wins, how about it, I can't guarantee what my sword slave will do if I continue to fight like this, you can watch it." ”

"You, good Wei Gang, insulted me first, and now makes people insult my daughter, I will not let you go, don't say no, even if there is, I won't give it to you. Wei Lingyun was extremely angry, his injuries burned into anger, and the bloodshot in his eyes was prominent.

"Hmph, old stubborn, if you don't hand it over, I will wash your sect in blood, do you believe it or not?" Wei Gang no longer showed mercy to his subordinates. This time the sweeping thousand armies were facing the remaining disciples of the Bishan Sect, and Wei Lingyun's lore sword was uninterrupted, and he still had the strength to protect himself.

In a hurry, Wei Lingyun was even more angry, "You, you, you are ruthless!"

"Blood Burst - Sweep Thousands of Troops!" Countless fiery red sword currents swept towards the disciples of the Bishan Sect, and the disciples of the Bishan Sect waited for the arrival of death in despair. Wei Ao gritted his teeth, he must be a ghost and not let Wei go... Just... , and the sword slave. just watched Wei Qingdie being kissed by Wei Sanfeng.

At this moment, Wei Lingyun flashed and appeared an inch in front of Wei Gang's Tiefeng fan, blocking countless sword blades with his body, passing through, blood sprayed out, like countless blood beads sprinkled towards the disciples of the Bishan Sect, but the disciples who were originally killed by the sword flow were baptized by the blood of the Immortal Venerable, and they all burst into tears.

Wei Lingyun grabbed the Tie Feng fan and grabbed it tightly, hate, hate, in his eyes, Wei Gang saw the determination, and also saw his fear, he didn't expect a sentence to kill a person, is his own sentence really so hurtful?" "It's just a scattered immortal!"

With Wei Lingyun's death, Wei Gang knew that he had made a mistake, and he also knew that he had made a big mistake, he had killed the family members of the same family, and the crime was not light, and he couldn't escape the punishment of the sect rules of the Mo Ju Sect, not only that, but Wei Lingyun's eyes before his death were afraid that he could bear it. As the dust settled, it was not easy for him to linger any longer, so he took off the sword and left. Wang Boran and the four of them also left in a huff. Wei Sanfeng was at a loss for what to do while holding Wei Qingdie, no one helped, no one paid attention, and he really didn't know what to do.

The disciples of the Bishan Sect completely awakened in the blood rain, and cried loudly, "Immortal Venerable, Immortal Venerable, Immortal Venerable!"

Wei Sanfeng didn't know what to say when he saw this scene, and decided to stay and help.

Wei Gang went to the deep vein of the mountain and decided to meet the fire cloud wolf for a while, it may be that it took away the music score, this cunning demonic beast has vast magical powers, can transform into human form, and its strength is no worse than that of the immortals.

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Under the ignorance of the disciples of the Bishan Sect, Wei Sanfeng reluctantly handed over Wei Qingdie to the family and maids of the Bishan Sect, while he waited in the lobby, and so on.

After three hours, the sky has turned dark, Wei Sanfeng regretted it, he really shouldn't have stayed, he should have returned to the Mo Ju Sect, not because he didn't know the road, but because he had been surrounded by the disciples of the Bishan Sect, it seemed that he was a sheep in the mouth of a tiger.

"Damn sword slave, you actually helped to do evil and killed our Immortal Venerable, we will definitely not let you go today. Come on!" As he spoke, a disciple of the Bishan Sect who surrounded Wei Sanfeng had already stabbed Wei Sanfeng in the chest with a sword, Wei Sanfeng dodged in time, analyzed the situation, jumped high and kicked the long sword that stabbed straight away. But soon, the disciples of the Bishan Sect jumped up and pressed down with a group of swords, and Wei Sanfeng was crushed to the ground.

"I was misunderstood, I was here to help, how could I do this to me?" Wei Sanfeng said.

"Isn't this still hurting countless people to you, your companions, didn't your Immortal Venerable still kill my Immortal Venerable?" said a disciple of the Bishan Sect.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I'm here with that fairy sister, not to kill you. I don't believe you ask the fairy sister. Wei Sanfeng said. This is Wei Qingdie just coming out.

"Are you the Sword Slave of the Ink Giant Sect?" Wei Qingdie asked as she walked.

"yes!" Wei Sanfeng replied.

"You're here on a mission?" Wei Qingdie said.

"Yes!" replied Wei Sanfeng.

"Did you listen to Wei Gang's mission?" Wei Qingdie said.

"Yes!" Wei Sanfeng said.

"Then take your life!" Wei Qing said as he used his long sword and stabbed at Wei Sanfeng at first sight.

said that it was urgent, but as soon as Wei Sanfeng reacted, the long sword had already attacked, and there was no choice but to sacrifice his arm to protect it. So Wei Sanfeng took the white blade with his bare hand and grabbed the blade of the sword. The blood was flowing on his hands, Wei Qingdie was still working, and soon Wei Sanfeng was bruised all over his body, Wei Qingdie really couldn't do it, so he put down his sword and looked at Wei Sanfeng with tears streaming down his face.

"Are you stupid? Not... Are you a fool. Someone else wants to kill you, and you rush up yourself. Are you a fool?" Wei Qingdie said incoherently.

In the end, Wei Sanfeng grabbed the tip of the sword again and didn't let go, watching Wei Qingdie cry and put down the sword, Wei Sanfeng still held the sword, and Wei Qingdie cried even louder.

"You're a veritable fool!" Wei Qingdie said in the end.

Wei Sanfeng stood there for a long time, the previous pain struck again, maybe he was a veritable fool.

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