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The dragon sneered, let go of Zhou Xiaotang in his arms, summoned the Heaven-Breaking Bead to swirl around her, and then bent his knees slightly and bounced away in an instant, his body was as pretentious as a dragon.

A square-faced disciple saw the dragon flashing wildly, and hurriedly swung several swords, and the sword light flowed through the void like water, and the cold light was overwhelming.

Unexpectedly, halfway through, the dragon mad sword raised his eyebrows, and his body suddenly retreated in an arc, forcibly twisting his body in the air, and slashed several times towards another bearded disciple.

The purple sword light is endless, like a waterfall pouring down, and the knife is fast and awe-inspiring, and it is unstoppable.

The bearded disciple was about to attack from behind, but he didn't expect the dragon to suddenly turn around and attack, and in a panic, he could only raise his long sword to block.

"Bell~"

The sound of swords clashing trembled and reverberate.

There was a burst of blood splattering, and the body of the bearded disciple had been cut in half by his long sword from his left shoulder to the crotch.

Seeing the death of his fellow disciple, the square-faced disciple did not have a trace of grief, but secretly rejoiced because he had escaped the catastrophe before, and with a long sword in his hand, he suddenly swung out several swords.

"Sneer......"

At the beginning of the sword light, several sword qi overlapped and suddenly condensed, turning into a silver rainbow, and sneaking away with a cold light.

Midair.

The dragon madness used the power of the anti-shock, like a shock, lightly flashed the silver sword light Changhong behind him, and as soon as he landed, it ejected, reversed the hilt, and the back of the knife was attached to the forearm, and swept towards Qin Shangwei like a ghost.

The purple sword light was like the Yangtze River, undulating in the void, dazzling, completely obscuring the figure of the dragon madness.

Because the speed of the body method is indescribably fast, the distance of dozens of zhang is almost instantaneous.

Qin Shangwei's reaction was also keen, seeing the purple sword light flowing in, the power was amazing, and he didn't dare to hit it directly, so he hurriedly shook out a few sword flowers to protect him, and then stomped on his feet, and quickly dodged to the left.

"Zha!"

However, the dragon roared wildly, cast the Fuxi Bagua Step, bypassed the sharp sword flower, and crashed into the other black-faced disciple like a meteor.

Originally, the black-faced disciple was holding his breath and hiding aside, observing the battle situation and waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack, when he saw the purple sword light bursting from the right side, he was terrified, and jumped backwards in a hurry to dodge.

Before he could jump, the purple sword light was fleeting, and the black-faced disciple had a dull pain in his waist, and his lower limbs had already lost control.

"It turns out that's what death feels like." He lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the burst of blood light around his waist, and his whole body suddenly felt inexplicably cold.

In the blink of an eye, his eyes were black, his body was broken in two, and he fell to the ground in unison.

Seeing this scene, the remaining three Ling Tianzong disciples were already frightened and retreated one after another.

Qin Shangwei glanced at Zhou Xiaotang, who was sitting in the distance, had a bad plan, and whispered: "Qian Zhike, take that woman as a hostage!" ”

The tall disciple named Qian Zhike seemed to see a glimmer of life, and hurriedly raised his long sword and flew away.

However, the dragon madness didn't seem to be aware of the other party's intentions, and looked at each other coldly with his hands behind his back, and did not step forward to stop him.

"Ji Ji ......" Qian Zhike swept the air very quickly, and after dozens of breaths, he was less than three feet away from Zhou Xiaotang, and when he saw the hostage in his hand, he couldn't help laughing hideously.

"Dragon's Maniac ......"

Hearing the cruel laughter, Zhou Xiaotang, who was concentrating on healing, slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly saw a figure galloping towards him in the haze, and he was so frightened that he lost his face.

At this moment, a colorful light suddenly appeared, like lightning breaking through the sky but silently, suddenly penetrating Qian Zhike's left chest, drawing an arc, and returning to Zhou Xiaotang's side, swirling around Yingying.

Everything happens in the blink of an eye.

"Ah......h

The pain was inexplicable, Qian Zhike covered the huge hole in his chest with both hands, but he couldn't stop the gushing blood, his eyes were full of horror, and the tragic wails resounded in the sky.

Suddenly, the screams stopped abruptly, and he fell straight to the ground with a frozen look of horror.

Seeing that he was killed, the corners of Long Mad's mouth hooked up a strange smile.

Previously, Long Mad left the Sky Breaking Bead by Zhou Xiaotang's side just to be prepared and beware of these despicable people taking her hostage and blackmailing themselves.

Unexpectedly, this disciple of Ling Tianzong named Qian Zhike would really be sent to the door.

Seeing that the dragon madness was like a blood demon, wantonly harvesting life, Qin Shangwei and the black-faced disciple who were the only remaining fruits, their faces were like ashes, their eyes were blank, and they were already lost in fear.

Even, even the desire to survive is gone, like the walking dead standing woodly.

……

"Haha......"

The dragon madness glanced at the two of them, laughed loudly, and immediately got out of the mad god state.

If the mad god state lasts too long, his mind will be occupied by the desire to kill, and he wants to keep the lives of the two of them for the time being, and ask about the matter with Cui'er.

The laughter was very heroic, but for Qin Shangwei and the black-faced disciples, it was like a requiem of death, breathtaking.

However, the two actually showed a smile.

To be freed from endless fear, death is undoubtedly the best option.

The dragon maniac smiled slightly and said, "Answer me a few questions, and if the answers are satisfactory to me, I will spare your lives." ”

There were some surprises, Qin Shangwei and the black-faced disciples turned a deaf ear and remained silent.

They look forward to death, and they don't want to answer any questions, and they don't want to survive in endless fear.

"Answer me!" Seeing that the two of them were silent, the dragon madness was a little annoyed, and he took the pure spiritual yuan power in his mouth, and spewed out together with the angry sound.

The sound was like thunder on the ground, and it rolled abruptly.

The two Ling Tianzong disciples were shocked by the fact that their ears were buzzing, their hearts were violently shaken, and inadvertently, a sense of courage to survive came to their minds.

"I said, I said ......"

"Please spare your life, you must know everything, and you must say everything!"

In an instant, there was finally a look on their faces, a trace of horror that bordered on awe, and they immediately knelt straight on the ground, kowtowing like pounding garlic.

Long Mad nodded, slowly walked in front of the two, lowered his head and asked, "Very good, do you know Qin Cui?" ”

"I know, I know, I know Senior Sister Qin very well." Hearing "Qin Cui", the black-faced disciple seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and hurriedly said.

Suddenly, the purple sword flashed, and blood spurted out like a fountain, spilling all over the sky.

At the same time, the head of the black-faced disciple, with a smile of joy, rolled around the grass.

"Humph!"

The dragon sneered, shook the mad god punishment holy knife, and shook off the blood stains on the knife.

At the beginning, Cui'er lurked by the side of the dragon maniac for nine years, and escaped after assassinating his mother Wang Ruoman, and it has only been four years.

The black-faced disciple said that he was "very familiar", where to start!

After a while, the dragon's crazy eyes shone with coldness, staring at Qin Shangwei tightly, and said with a smile: "It's time for you to speak." ”

Looking at the skin, Qin Shangwei suddenly felt a chill on his back, and the blood that still carried the residual warmth sprinkled on the back of his neck from time to time.

A strong sense of fear took over my heart again.

He was in a cold sweat, gushing with blood, and said tremblingly: "Qin Cui has been cultivating with the Great Elder since he was a child, and after returning to the sect, he went deep into the simple and never interacted with people......

Ling Tianzong's Great Elder?!

Hearing this important clue, Long Mad couldn't help but look overjoyed, and asked anxiously, "What is your Great Elder's name?" ”

"Qin... Qin Wuren, the road number is 'Wanren Zhenren'. Please spare your life......" Qin Shangwei replied tremblingly while kowtowing.

"Qin Wuren ......"

Ren... Long Wuren......

Hearing this name, and thinking of his "uncle" again, Long Mad couldn't help frowning, looking up at the mountains in the distance, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

At this time, his breath was restricted, and he stood silently, looking like a mortal scholar admiring the beautiful scenery.

It's close at hand, and it's defenseless.

Qin Shangwei, who was aware of it, hung his head and his eyes were spinning, the nameless evil thoughts in his heart gradually rose, and the long sword in his hand was also ready to move.