Duan Hongzi's face sank, and he quickly grabbed Murong Qingyun with his left arm and blocked him in front of him.

Although Broken Hongzi lost an arm and was also destroyed by the Rakshasa palm, the loss of internal force was the least among the seven, on the other hand, Murong Qingyun was originally the weaker of the seven, and now he is really unstable, and he doesn't know that Broken Hongzi has sinister intentions, and after being caught in front of Broken Hongzi, he saw the flying sword in front of him, but he didn't even have time to resist, and he just wanted to scold in his heart......

The sound of metal clashing sounded, and in Broken Hongzi's mind, the peerless beauty in front of him should have been pierced by his own sword, but it was not ......

"Ah!!h

When Broken Hongzi reacted, his left arm had been cut off at the same time, and there was still a faint dark energy coming out of the neat and smooth wound......

"It's okay!"

A low and cold male voice sounded, and Murong Qingyun was stunned, he was already in an embrace with a faint cold fragrance......

Murong Yuan held the Shadow Sword in his right hand, protected Murong Qingyun in his arms with his left hand, and behind him was Broken Hongzi, who had both hands broken and howled in pain, and in front of him was a fierce and murderous long sword that was cut off by the waist......

"What a fast sword ......"

Zhan Yingsong always thought that his sword skills were fast enough, but the result was ......

From a distance, Lei Bin was stunned and looked at the scene in front of him, did Murong Yuan's sword just now swing twice in a very short period of time, or did one sword swing out two sword qi with completely different trajectories......

Yun Zhi hadn't gotten up from the ground yet, there was still blood on the corner of her mouth, looking at the scene in front of her, her eyes were dull, but she was different from others......

"Master Murong, long time no see. ”

In the distance, there seemed to be blood gushing out of the sword wound on Xiao Qingfang's body, and after seeing Murong Yuan, he felt a little tricky in his heart, especially Murong Yuan's sword, which seemed to be more rapid than when he was in Wangyue Tower.

Murong Yuan let go of Murong Qingyun who was snuggled in his arms, although the latter was a little reluctant, he also knew that the occasion was different at the moment, and besides, he would not let go of the previous broken rainbow easily......

Murong Qingyun picked up the long sword and stepped back, with a somewhat weird and terrifying smile, and walked in front of Broken Hongzi, who was still howling......

"As soon as Mochizuki Tower said goodbye, Sect Leader Xiao seemed to have a new injury. ”

Murong Yuan's cold and low voice was mocking, he could have arrived here earlier, but instead of fighting Xiao Qing directly to the death, it was better to let these masters consume his strength first, and then kill him with one blow, so he only appeared at this moment, as for saving Murong Qingyun, it was just a convenient move.

Xiao Qing seemed to be sneering, he knew that his current state would not be able to win against Murong Yuan no matter what, but he didn't plan to run away, if he just wanted to survive in the world, he wouldn't wait for Murong Yuan and the others to arrive.

A burst of hurried footsteps sounded, and a group of Jianghu masters led by Boss Chen and Xu Tong rushed directly from the main entrance of the main hall, and the leaders threw several round objects in front of Xiao Qingmad, which was one of the few Rakshasa Church masters who followed Xiao Qingmad, and their death also symbolized the destruction of Xiao Qingmad's Rakshasa Sect......

The well-trained shadow disciples had already surrounded the main hall, Lei Bin, Yun Zhi and others had also come behind Murong Yuan, and Xiao Qingfang was standing alone in the center of the main hall, and for a while there was a little sadness on all sides......

"Master Murong Sect, Xiao Mou has killed countless people in his life, and now he can die in the hands of the Lord of Murong Sect, which can be regarded as a ......well-deserved death."

Xiao Qingfang laughed lightly, not caring at all that he was in danger, nor did he care that Murong Yuan used not a noble method......

"Xiao Qingmad, you are also a generation of grandmasters in the martial arts, kill yourself......"

Murong Yuan said coldly, Xiao Qing was crazy and seemed to be moved, and slowly looked at his hands......

Before he started, the former cultivation life in Xiao Qingmad's mind flashed quickly like a picture, but it was all her......

"Master Murong Sect, Xiao has one last question, the fire sword, which shadow killer did he die in?"

Murong Yuan whispered the name of the fire sword, and then replied coldly-

"Forgot ......"

Xiao Qing sneered when he heard this, as if he was laughing at himself, and as if he was laughing at Murong Yuan......

"Then forget it, anyway, it's your men!"

Xiao Qing said wildly, and the whole person spun up, and the scarlet internal force surrounded his body, directly attacking Murong Yuan......

Murong Yuan didn't have much hope for Xiao Qing's madness to commit suicide, but when he saw Xiao Qing's mad attack, the Shadow Sword in his hand had already been drawn.

A sword and a palm are extremely simple moves, but when they are used by two supreme masters, they are even more superb than any subtle attack......

The palm sword struck in the air, and the impact caused by the collision of scarlet and dark internal forces caused everyone in the hall to unconsciously retreat to both sides......

In the center of the internal force cyclone, Murong Yuan's black brocade clothes embroidered with dark red veins fluttered with the air current, with the half of the black-faced fangs, it looked cold and calm, on the other hand, Xiao Qing was crazy, the sword wound he had suffered before had penetrated deep into his waist and abdomen, and at this moment, he forcibly exercised his skills, accelerated the blood circulation, and the blood loss from the wound was even worse, Xiao Qing's crazy face became more and more pale, and he was no longer arrogant and chic......

Murong Yuan flicked away Xiao Qingmad's palm power with a sword, bullied himself and quickly stepped forward, and slapped Xiao Qingfang's chest with the strength of his left hand......

Xiao Qingfang originally wanted to make the Rakshasa protect his body, but the Rakshasa disappeared in an instant the moment he gathered......

"Insufficient internal force ......"

Xiao Qingfang was repelled and supported the ground with one hand, but he didn't expect that he would have such an embarrassed time.

Murong Yuan didn't give Xiao Qingfang any respite, the whole person's shadow was full of energy, and he conjured up three clones to directly attack Xiao Qingfang from different directions, and the speed was far beyond what people could see......

Xiao Qingmad is already at the end of his rope, the confrontation with Murong Yuan just now has exhausted his last trace of internal strength, and now that he has lost too much blood from the wound, Xiao Qingmad has actually already seen a double image even when he looks at people......

Xiao Qingfang smiled faintly, his eyes slightly closed, and calmly greeted the fatal sword in front of him.

"If you want to avenge the fire sword, come with me!"

......

White smoke rose everywhere, blurring Murong Yuan's vision......

"Damn!"

Murong Yuan secretly said in his heart, but the attacks in his hands were non-stop, and he attacked Xiao Qingmad with his memory, but he only pierced into nothingness......

"White smoke is poisonous, fast luck resists ......"

It seemed to be Lei Bin's shout, and everyone covered their mouths and noses when they heard the words, and used their internal force.

Murong Yuan didn't care, the black-faced fangs were enough to resist all the gas-mediated poisons in this world, what he cared about now was Xiao Qing's madness, and he must not let him escape......

Murong Yuan's internal force covered the surroundings and quietly sensed the movements around him, but there were too many people with internal force on the scene, and now they were all lucky to resist poison, which had a great impact on the perception of internal force......

"Lei Bin, use the Lei Bin needle to seal the entrance to the secret passage......"

Murong Yuan seemed to suddenly think of the only undefended way out here, and his calm and resolute voice sounded......

When Lei Bin heard this, the sound of countless Lei Bin needles cutting through the air sounded, followed by the sound of thin needles piercing into the stone wall.

Murong Yuan couldn't wait any longer, the long sword was placed in front of him, the index finger of his left hand slashed across the sword body, and the long sword with a large amount of shadow sword qi attached to it swung in the air, countless shadow sword qi slashed out, the white mist was divided, and an inaudible muffled snort sounded, Murong Yuan knew that it was Xiao Qingmad!

The long sword struck at the muffled snort, but only pierced into the stone wall of the Rakshasa Sect......

Murong Yuan quickly pulled out the long sword, the white mist dissipated, and Xiao Qingfang also disappeared.

Murong Qingyun flew in front of Murong Yuan, made sure that Murong Yuan was fine, and then said loudly-

"Xiao Qing is afraid that he has escaped from the secret passage when Zhan Yingsong and Yun Zhi came in......"

"Chase!"

Murong Yuan's deep and cold voice did not have any emotion, but it was even more cold than before. As soon as the words fell, Murong Yuan disappeared in place......

Murong Qingyun, Yun Zhi, Lei Bin, Zhan Yingsong and others also followed closely and entered the secret passage one after another.

Boss Chen stayed in the main hall, slowly walked into the column of a large hall beside him, wiped off some powder left by white smoke with his little finger, put it in front of his nose and sniffed lightly, but he smelled a trace of weirdness......