"Dark demons! Demon! ”

The man from the Western Regions, who was restrained by Shen Qiu's cold breath, was lying on the ground, shouting at Shen Qiu with a hideous face.

It was as if in his eyes, Shen Qiu had become some heinous person.

Speaking of this doctrine of the Holy Fire Cult, it is about the duality of good and evil.

The eternal struggle between light and darkness.

Naturally, the people of the Holy Flame Sect believe in the light side.

Now that he was found out by Shen Qiu, he felt that he had lost consciousness, and he felt that he was defeated by a young man from the Central Plains, so he felt that he was infected by the dark evil law.

In his eyes, Shen Qiu naturally became the so-called dark evil.

Well, one more thing to say here, there are also contradictions between the seven sects of the Demon Sect.

Because of the natural nature, the Holy Fire Sect and the Tongwu Sect have always looked at each other unpleasantly, and in the eyes of the Flame Cult people who worship the flames, those who come out of the mountains of Liaodong and play with the cold breath of the Tongwu Sect...

Naturally, it's all dark and evil.

Of course, the Holy Fire Sect has never confirmed this positively.

He and Gao Xing are both very high-ranking masters of the heavenly list, and on the official side, they naturally want to give each other a face.

Shen Qiu ignored this person's yelling.

He couldn't understand the Western Regions.

ignored him, and looked back, Dongfang Ce's side was already a single sword, beating the more than 20 tenacious and fierce Holy Fire Sect people to the point that only two or three kittens remained.

These seven swordsmen are gentle in their sword style, just like a gentleman walking slowly, and they are quite graceful in carrying swords.

Between the swaying of the long-robed robe, a sword and a sword looked slow.

But it's always the last to come, no matter how the opponent jumps out of the weird, he will be pierced into the key point by this slow sword.

Just like the true meaning of Tai Chi, play fast with slow.

This kind of swordsmanship may seem casual, but it requires extremely high talent.

If others can't keep up with their eyesight and understanding, and they have to forcibly learn, they can only paint cats according to the tiger and end up dead.

"Huh"

The serpent's sword shook lightly, making the sword like a whip.

The Seven Swordsmen slapped a sword on the wrist of the Holy Fire Cultist, slapping the sharp and scorching light pestle out, and swept back with another sword, and the sword qi pierced into the meridians of the person's left leg, causing him to fall to the ground.

He stepped forward and turned his foot into a hammer, hammering it into the demon's heart, making the demon's eyes glare, and his blood surged, and then he passed out.

This guy danced out of the sword flower with a snort, and he didn't look at it, and put the ancient snake sword into the scabbard.

The true qi swayed, causing his robe to circulate, as if there was no wind.

Flying black hair and robes slowly fell again.

has its own demeanor and charm, and it is really a hero.

What's even better is that Dongfang Ce is not just pretending.

With one person and one sword, he cleaned up more than twenty Holy Fire Cultists, but he didn't kill a single one.

It's all raw!

This difficulty is much more difficult than strangulation.

Obviously, he also had an idea with Shen Qiu to pry open the mouths of these Holy Fire Sect demons and find out the intentions of these Demon Sect demons.

"Brother Dongfang, what a handsome swordsmanship."

Shen Qiu saw that Dongfang Ce was handsome and put away his sword, so he hugged his fists and praised him.

Dongfang Ce is also a wonderful person.

He saw that Shen Qiu had restrained the demon in that place, so he also clenched his fists and said:

"Brother Shen is the one who is deeply hidden, and he is not the one who is in charge of shaking the world's sharp weapons, it seems that when the next Jianghu list is released, Brother Shen will rise to the top and become famous in the martial arts."

"Not what I want."

Shen Qiu waved his hand calmly, the two looked at each other and smiled, and praised each other again.

It's really shameless.

Not long after, Xiao Tie came from the rear with a giant que.

This sturdy young man glanced at Dongfang Ce, then carefully moved his steps and stood beside Brother Shen, away from Dongfang Ce, who was always uncomfortable.

The black robe on his body was not stained with blood, this dress was obtained from Shuoxue Palace, Shen Qiu guessed that it was an immortal thing, and it was not stained with dirt, which was really magical.

But Xiao Tie's arms, neck and cheeks all had burn marks.

Obviously, just now, he also had a fight with the Demon of the Holy Fire Sect.

"Miss Yaoqin has been escorted to the Zen Temple by Master Mustard Seed, and the Mo family has sent a message to Uncle Hei, with Uncle Hei and Master protecting Miss Yaoqin, you don't have to worry about it, big brother."

Xiao Tie said to Shen Qiu.

He glanced at the man from the Western Regions who fell to the ground and shouted loudly in a strange language, touched the wound on his neck, and said to Shen Qiu:

"Big brother, these demons in the Western Regions have strange kung fu, beating people is like a soldering iron, the heat hurts, and it is as difficult as those dog thieves of the Witch Sect who make them cold."

"Yes, I have always heard that the martial arts of the Holy Fire Sect are very evil, and today I did see it with my own eyes."

Shen Qiu also nodded, he glanced at Xiao Tie and said:

"How many did you kill?"

"Only four."

Xiao Tie glanced at the square behind him, and the more than twenty demons who were overturned by Dongfang Ce alone.

He was a little embarrassed and said:

"But this time they used weird kung fu and caught me off guard, big brother believes me, next time I encounter it, I will definitely be able to kill more!"

"Of course I believe in you."

Shen Qiu was stunned by Xiao Tie's childish statement.

Thinking about it carefully, this Xiao Tie always stayed with him, experienced the vicissitudes of the world, and now he has become a little old-fashioned.

But in fact, the child is only 15 years old this year.

"Okay, clean up, tie up those demons, and then ask the Qintai doctor to treat the Mo brothers."

Shen Qiu thumped Xiao Tie's chest, and he said:

"I'll ask these guys why they attacked the Falling Moon Qintai."

"These guys don't seem to understand the original dialect, but they are in some trouble."

Dongfang Ce carried the Xuansnake Sword, and carried the Guancang Sea Sword Box on his back, frowned and said:

"In the vicinity of Suzhou, I can't find anyone who can speak the Western Regions for a while."

"It's okay, we have a translator."

Shen Qiu waved his hand, he whistled, and the Amazing Beast quickly swept down the sky, Shen Qiu found a piece of paper, wrote a few words, tied it to the Amazing Wing's claws, and asked it to bring it to Qingqing.

Half an hour later, Zhang Lan, who was wearing a monk's robe, had a stinky face and was "escorted" by the Kongwu warrior monk to the qintai.

There is also the junior brother of Kongwu, the warrior monk Kongjian.

These two Nirvana warrior monks were holding Zen sticks in their hands and carrying iron and wood Buddha beads, but they were bodhisattvas, and when they saw that the piano platform was damaged, there were still people cleaning up the corpses, and some Mo family members were injured, they immediately went to help.

And Zhang Lan was taken into a large warehouse by Xiao Tie.

Those Holy Fire Cultists have been tied up here.

Shen Qiu stood beside the man from the Western Regions led by him, and every half a pillar of incense, he had to bless the "qi needle" in the man's body with cold air, lest he break free and make trouble.

The other demons were wounded, so they were tied up with cowhide monks and tied to the storehouse.

"Ah, why did you catch him?"

Zhang Lan grabbed the folding fan, walked into the warehouse, and saw the restrained Western Regions man at a glance, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he stepped forward quickly and circled around the Western Regions man a few times.

Then he said to Shen Qiu:

"Isn't this the Holy Fire Sect's five-party protector 'Barbarian Elephant' Abed?"

"Do you recognize him?"

Shen Qiu glanced at Zhang Lan and asked.

The latter opened the folding fan with a thud and shook it on his chest.

It's a pity that although this folding fan is chic, it really doesn't match the gray cloth monk's robe on his body, and it looks very strange.

He said to Shen Qiu:

"Naturally, I recognize it, I followed my father to the Holy Volcano when I was a child, and I was bullied by this Abed, this guy is a reckless man, and he has no brains at all.

Relying on his body to practice kung fu and be domineering, he is very famous in the small countries of the Western Regions. ”

"Then ask him."

Shen Qiu said:

"Why did they, the Holy Fire Sect people, come to Suzhou, and why did they attack the Falling Moon Qintai."

Zhang Lan then spoke, and asked the Holy Fire Sect Protector who lowered his head in the Western Regions, and when he heard Zhang Lan's question, he raised his head.

He bared his teeth at Zhang Lan, glared at Shen Qiu again, and said a few words.

"What did he say?"

Shen Qiu asked.

Zhang Lan hesitated for a moment and replied:

"Uh, I don't think you know well, it's a curse. This tamper says that thou art a dark and wicked thing, and that thou shalt be consumed by the fire of heaven to purify the earth. ”

Seeing that Shen Qiu's face was calm, the playboy said again:

"Also, I probably know what you're asking me to do, but let me tell you, don't waste your efforts.

Since these people have come to Suzhou from the Western Regions, they must all be the elite of the Holy Fire Sect, and they are all a group of fanatical believers, so you don't want to get any useful news from them.

Instead of asking them, it is better to ask the Yaoqin girl. ”

Zhang Lan waved her fan, and he said:

"If what I expected, these Holy Flame Sect people, who rushed thousands of miles to attack the Falling Moon Qintai, probably came for her."

Dongfang Ce, who was sitting on the side, also thought about it when he heard this.

While admiring Zhang Lan's handsome face, he rubbed his chin and said:

Brother Zhang's words reminded me of some things.

It is said that in the last Suzhou War, the old man Peach Blossom came to Suzhou from thousands of miles away, but not just to have a fight with decency.

I heard Renhao Daxia inadvertently reveal that the old man of Peach Blossom seemed to have come to Suzhou to look for someone, but then I don't know why, he disappeared quietly.

Could it be that what he is looking for is the master of this piano platform?

The Yaoqin girl who is said to be the best in the world? ”

Shen Qiu didn't answer.

A few months ago, outside the platform of the falling moon, he also met an old man with a piano case and a peachwood stick.

Later, I also learned from Ai Dacha that the old man should be the head of the Holy Fire Sect, the old man of the Peach Blossom.

Na Yang Tao said to Shen Qiu that he had heard that the Yaoqin girl was superb, so he came to visit.

Shen Qiu didn't tell anyone about this.

The impression of Yang Tao in his heart was fixed on the image of the down-and-out old man who spoke very kindly.

But...

Just for a woman with superb piano skills, she has to send a master of the local list to rob people in Suzhou? Or is it in this battle between good and evil, where decency prevails?

Even if the other party is a generation of demons, this kind of behavior is a bit exaggerated, right?

"I don't think it's that simple, Yaoqin, I'll ask. But for now, let's pry some information out of the mouths of these enemies. ”

Shen Qiu shook his head and said to Zhang Lan beside him:

"You will be the same with the Ghost Needle, right?"

"Yes, but not proficient."

Zhang Lan threw the fan to Xiao Tie and took a set of needles from Shen Qiu's hand.

He knew what Shen Qiu was looking for him to do, and he didn't resist much, and while pulling out a thin needle, he snorted at Xiao Tie and Dongfang Ce, and said:

"Both, it's going to be a bit noisy next, if you wait for a good heart, go out first. With the news, it is natural that you will be informed. ”

After speaking, Zhang Lan stepped forward and pierced a needle between the waist and abdomen of an unconscious Holy Fire Sect elite.

The man woke up from a coma and screamed in pain.

Zhang Lan asked a few words in the Western Regions.

The latter scolded a few times, and it was a pity that the playboy was very gentle with women, but not so gentle with men.

Seeing that the prisoner dared to scold him, he sneered and plunged again.

The scolding turned into a miserable whimper.

This set of stitches is a secret of the Seven Absolute Sects, specially used to torture the news,

When Zhang Moxie had not yet made his career, he had endured the torture of this set of needle torture.

Although Xiao Tie was a little harder under Shen Qiu's teaching, fighting on the battlefield and this torture were not the same thing, he was a little unbearable, so he walked out of the warehouse with Dongfang Ce.

But after a few moments, Xiao Tie knew that he had made the wrong choice.

That Dongfang Ce was very enthusiastic, holding his hand and not letting go, he had to learn swordsmanship with him, and said that he wanted to heal Xiao Tie with Taoist true qi.

Let Xiao Tie take off his shirt or something.

Xiao Tiexin was very flustered, like a deer jumping around, but in the end, he still couldn't resist Dongfang Ce's enthusiastic "help".

However, this pure Taoist true qi is really comfortable when treating external injuries.

Of course, it would have been better if it hadn't been for the Dongfang Ce hero, who made people's hearts hairy, treat him.

In the warehouse, Shen Qiu watched Zhang Lan give needles to those demons one by one.

But the other party either screamed loudly and bitterly, like a wild beast.

Or just grit your teeth and don't answer at all.

The screams also woke up the other demons, who woke up and saw their companions being tortured, some of them scolding, while others lowered their heads as if they had accepted their fate.

They began to recite some of the Western Regions voices.

At first, it was just one or two people chanting, and then, like a plague, it quickly spread throughout the storehouse, and the five Dharma Protector Abed, who had lost his strength and could not struggle, began to chant along with it.

The person who was being tortured by Zhang Lan with the Ghost Shadow Needle was very young, only in his twenties, and he joined the recitation despite the physical pain.

The voice was very poignant and weak, as if shouting with all his might.

More than twenty people.

The sounds vary,

The ages are different, but the intonation is surprisingly consistent, and even every syllable is neatly aligned.

This scene, in this dimly lit storeroom, seems a little infiltrating.

Shen Qiu looked at the Holy Fire Sect disciples who had been tied up, their faces were calm one by one, as if they had put life and death aside, and no longer paid attention to the worries of the world.

Everyone's expression is the same.

Even if Zhang Lan used a ghost shadow to pierce the most painful acupuncture points in the human body, it only distorted the sound a little, but it did not stop.

Together, the voices grew louder and louder, like a wave of sound that hit the minds of others.

Death with generosity, in any case, is always intimidating.

Rao is Shen Qiu thinks that his heart is like a stone, and he will also feel a little hairy.

He said to Zhang Lan:

"What do they read?"

"What else could it be?"

Zhang Lan shook his fingers and blood stains, he didn't have much hope for this matter, and the scene in front of him seemed to be expected.

He took a step back and said to Shen Qiu with some discomfort:

"The prayer scriptures of the Holy Fire Cult, pronounced in Sanskrit, in the original dialect, are probably as follows:

The flame shines brightly, the flame shines,

The red dust is disturbed, and the world is hard.

The flame is blazing, the flame is brilliant,

Burn my stubble and give me glory. ”

Zhang Lan let out a sigh of relief, and he said to Shen Qiu:

"I told you just now, you don't even want to ask anything out of these people's mouths. The old man dared to send them, because he was sure that these fanatical believers would not leak the slightest bit of information.

Shen Qiu, you were born and grew up in the Central Plains, I'm afraid you have never seen such a scene.

But I'll tell you, the Western Regions are full of such people.

If the old man is willing, he will have a lot of dead soldiers who have dedicated their lives to their faith like this. ”

The playboy wanted to pick up the folding fan, but then he remembered that the fan had just given Xiao Tie, so he flicked his fingers and said to Shen Qiu:

"You really don't want to underestimate the Seven Sects of the Demon Sect because of the battle in Suzhou.

I advise you to hurry up and go to Miss Yaoqin and ask the reason, this time you won, but next time, if the old man Peach Blossom makes up his mind to make the remaining masters of the Holy Fire Sect pour in, you..."

Zhang Lan's words stopped, he glanced at Shen Qiu, and changed his words:

"We can't stop it."