"Song Xie, what are you doing! The Demon Sealing Sword is the treasure of my Shu Mountain, so don't get it back soon! ”

"Song Xie, do you want to betray Shushan by doing this!"

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Qingyang Town, which was originally full of people, could no longer see a single figure at this moment, and at both ends of the empty street, the Shushan disciples dressed in plain white and the black-clothed people on the opposite side confronted each other. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As soon as they landed on the ground, Ren Xiaoyao and the other three heard such a scolding, and the three of them glanced at each other and focused their eyes on the man in black opposite.

The black-clothed people in front of him were dressed exactly the same as the black-clothed people who attacked Zhao Qing before, thinking of the tragic death of his fellow disciples, Zhao Qing's forehead was beating, and the fist hidden in his sleeve creaked.

The mastermind behind the scenes who led these black-clothed people was showing his true face at the moment, and after seeing the appearance of these people clearly, Ren Xiaoyao and Feng Chi'er were both surprised.

The leader is a woman and a man, and the woman is the Mu Lingcai woman that the three of them talked about along the way, and the man is actually the big inner guard he saw in the restaurant-Ram Thirteen!

"Okay, yes!" Zhao Qing clenched his teeth, glared at Ram Thirteen with anger in his eyes, and the words he said seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, ** hatred.

"It turns out that those black-clothed people who attacked my Shushan team and killed my fellow disciples were the ones you instigated, did the court want to declare war with my Shushan?"

"Huh!" Hearing Zhao Qing's threat, Ram Thirteen just smiled indifferently and said, "The black-clothed people who attacked you a few days ago were indeed pretended to be by sending my subordinates on the orders of the imperial court, but if you want to declare war on your Shushan..."

Ram Thirteen had a look of disdain on his face: "You mountain and wild factions are also worthy?"

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"Too much deception!"

"Do you really think that you are sent by the imperial court, so we don't dare to do it?"

"That's right, today we will behead these lackeys from the imperial court and strengthen my Shushan Gate."

Ram Thirteen's words completely angered a group of Shushan disciples, and they were furious, and when they were about to fight to the death with the black-clothed man opposite, a thunderous shout exploded from behind, shocking the Shushan disciples who were about to make a move.

"Shut up!" Even though Zhao Qing was angry at the moment, he still retained a trace of reason, if he started a war with the man in black here, even if he could win, he would have to pay a huge price.

After knowing that he couldn't help the other party, Zhao Qing gradually calmed down, his eyes crossed the group of Shushan disciples, and fell on Song Xie, the junior brother who was like a brother and sister to him, and said in a trembling voice:

"Senior Brother Song, do you really want to hand over the Demon Sealing Sword to these court lackeys who are cruel to your fellow disciples? If it's too late to regret it now, the elders in the door will also open up to you. ”

"I... I ......"

Song Xie, who was standing next to Mu Ling, spoke in a stagnant tone, and the hand holding the Demon Sealing Sword couldn't stop trembling, and the gaze of the fellow disciple made the distance in his heart shake, but he suddenly felt that one of his arms was held by the beautiful woman beside him, and a fragrant wind blew in his ears.

"Brother Song Xie, didn't you promise me that you would stay with me for the rest of your life after I got the Demon Sealing Sword, could it be that you regret it now?"

Turning his head to meet the pair of rippling eyes, Song Xie's expression eased slightly, and the anxiety in his heart disappeared at this moment, and he said softly:

"How can it be, as long as I can be with you, this little thing is nothing."

The wavering in his tone gradually settled down as he said these words, and his heart became more determined in his thoughts, and he turned his questioning gaze to Shang Zhao Qing, and replied calmly:

"Senior Brother Zhao Qing, you and I are brothers, as long as you retreat, I promise that I will not embarrass you."

Mu Ling let go of the hand holding Song Xie and stepped aside, with a smile on his face, and inadvertently glanced at Ram Thirteen, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Song, Song Xie, do you really want to be like this?" Zhao Qing slowly closed his eyes, exhaled a long breath, then opened his eyes, and said solemnly: "Then don't blame us for being rude."

With a wave of his big hand, Zhao Qing's voice also sounded among the disciples of Shushan: "Do it!" Take back the Demon Sealing Sword and capture the traitor Song Xie of Shushan! ”

"Yes!" All the Shushan disciples responded in unison, almost the moment Zhao Qing gave the order, the black-clothed man on the opposite side also made a move, and the afterimage in his hand flickered, and many Shushan disciples were hit by the hidden weapon and exploded the blood flowers.

"Kill!" The blood splattered, and the two sides had no worries, and a deafening roar came out of their mouths, and then the blades met, turning this place into a Shura field.

Zhao Qing also shouted angrily, his body turned into a sharp sword, inserted into the battlefield in front of him, and the battle officially began.

"Brother Xiaoyao, should we make a move?" Feng Chime followed the motionless Ren Xiaoyao, looking at the situation in front of him anxiously, every second passed in front of him, a Shushan disciple or a man in black fell to the ground in blood.

"Don't worry, we just need to keep an eye on each other's leaders!" Ren Xiaoyao said in a low voice, even though the battle ahead was fierce, his eyes did not take off the Ram Thirteen and the others for a moment.

In his eyes, the three people on the other side, including Song Xie, just watched the battle in front of them indifferently, and then Ram Thirteen and Mu Ling grabbed one of Song Xie's shoulders, jumped in shape, and flew away from Shu Mountain.

"Let's go too, keep up with them!" Ren Xiaoyao hugged the slender waist of Feng Chier, the blue light flashed on the soles of his feet, and the figure suddenly appeared at a height of more than ten meters from the place.

Chasing in the direction where Mu Ling and the three of them were gone, Ren Xiaoyao's voice also sounded in Zhao Qing's ears.

"Brother Zhao Qing, don't worry about dealing with these black-clothed people, I will get the Demon Sealing Sword back for you."

While! Zhao Qing pinched the sword in his hand, and the divine sword cut through a dry weapon in front of him, dividing it into two halves, Zhao Qing looked up to the sky and roared, like a mad demon.

"Xiaoyao Xiaoyou, please leave this matter to you, today's grace, Zhao Qing is unforgettable."

As he spoke, the blue light flashed again in mid-air, and the figures of Ren Xiaoyao and Feng Chi'er disappeared without a trace.

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In a valley far away from Qingyang Town, Ram Thirteen and Mu Ling grabbed Song Xie's body and landed on the ground, unconsciously looked behind them, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after confirming that no Shushan disciples had caught up.

Song Xie still had the previous shock on his face, while Mu Ling and Ram Thirteen were expressionless, exchanging glances with each other, and the killing intent in their hearts was **.

"Miss Mu Ling, my Shushan brothers will no longer catch up, so now you and I can walk the world without scruples."

After a short period of shock, Song Xie looked at the beauty in front of him, his face was full of ecstasy, and his heart was hot when he thought of the lifelong vow he had made with this beauty.

"Brother Song Xie, the oath you and I made earlier..."

Mu Ling slowly walked into Song Xie with the same smile as usual, and the silver light in his hanging wrist flashed, and he stabbed into Song Xie's abdomen with a pop.

The silver light pierced into the body, like a thin needle penetrating through Song Xie's dantian, and with the severe pain, the true qi in Song Xie's dantian slowly dried up like a deflated balloon.

"Mu Ling... You... You ......"

Song Xie opened his mouth wide and looked at the familiar smile on the face of the beautiful woman in front of him with a shocked expression, the pain from the dantian and the passage of true qi made his body feel powerless.

Chang Kai's mouth couldn't spit out a complete sentence, the scene in front of him was blurry, and his expression was in a trance, but the beautiful woman in front of him had an indifferent expression on her face, and sneered:

"The oath you made between me is impossible!"

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