In the blink of an eye, the entire Longhu Mountain was surrounded by water.

The disciples of Longhu Mountain, who had originally surrounded Wang Muyang and Yu Qiu, looked back and saw that they had been surrounded by countless monsters, and their hearts suddenly burst into despair.

There are so many monsters, not to mention that there are many big demons among them, even if they are all small demons, they can't resist ten of them against one of them.

What's more, judging from the situation in front of them, these monsters don't say ten against one, that is, eleven against one, and there are substitutes and cheerleaders behind them.

Wyvern riding face, how can this be beaten?

Xianyun was also colorless at the moment, looking around helplessly.

The head of Longhu Mountain and Jing Xuan were already dumbfounded.

The head of Longhu Mountain was even more desperate, laughed lightly, and muttered: "The thousand-year-old foundation of Longhu Mountain, is it really going to be destroyed in my hands today?" ”

Wang Muyang was also shocked, and it could be seen that Yu Qiu was determined to let the entire Longhu Mountain accompany Fang Xuehan to the funeral.

"Kill!"

With Yu Qiu's order, the demons of Lishan immediately pounced on the disciples of Longhu Mountain, and in the blink of an eye, the hundreds of inner disciples of Longhu Mountain were overwhelmed by the demons of Lishan.

For a while, the screams in Longhu Mountain were endless.

And Xianyun and the Dragon Tiger Mountain Sect Leader watched this scene happen but had no way to do it, and Jing Xuan even yelled, hoping to stop the catastrophe of Dragon Tiger Mountain.

But all in vain.

Wang Muyang just frowned and didn't say anything.

The screams of the disciples of Dragon Tiger Mountain continued, but only the Dragon Tiger Mountain Sect, as well as Xianyun and Jingxu, were not attacked. Wang Muyang suddenly felt that Yu Qiu had not lost his mind, he just wanted to let Jing Xuan watch the disciples of Longhu Mountain being slaughtered.

Because everything Jingxu did was for Longhu Mountain, in his heart, he regarded Longhu Mountain as more important than his own life.

Destroying everything in Dragon Tiger Mountain was far more unacceptable to him than killing Jing Xu.

"Stop!"

Listening to the screams of the disciples of Dragon and Tiger Mountain in his ears, Jing Xuan was about to collapse, and suddenly rushed to the front and knelt directly in front of Yu Qiu and Wang Muyang.

"Please don't kill again, everything is done by me, it has nothing to do with them, if you want to kill it, you have to listen to the respect, please let these disciples go!"

Jing Xuan shouted heartbreakingly.

Yu Qiu was indifferent, as long as he didn't give the order, the demons in Lishan would not stop no matter what.

Seeing that the disciples of Longhu Mountain were about to be slaughtered, Jing Xuan finally lowered his noble head, slammed at Yu Qiu's feet, and shouted hoarsely: "I beg you, let me Jing Xuan do whatever he wants, don't slaughter the disciples of Dragon and Tiger Mountain again!" ”

At this time, Yu Qiu suddenly pulled up the mirror and forcibly twisted his head towards the battlefield, forcing him to cut down the scene where the disciples of Dragon and Tiger Mountain were slaughtered.

"Heartache?"

Yu Qiu finally spoke, his tone was low and hoarse, full of resentment, and said coldly: "When Xue Han died, my heart was about to die, so I can understand my mood at that time!" ”

"Don't ...... I beg you...... Don't kill again! ”

The old man was in tears, but he could only watch the disciples of Longhu Mountain fall one by one, and they were torn apart by the demons of Li Mountain, and they couldn't even leave a complete corpse.

Jingxu's screams begging for mercy were mixed with the screams of the disciples of Dragon Tiger Mountain.

Gradually, the screams became smaller and smaller, because there were not many disciples left in Dragon Tiger Mountain. Until the end, only Jing Xu's screams could be heard, because the disciples of Dragon Tiger Mountain had already been slaughtered.

At this moment, the mirror collapsed to the ground, his eyes were cloudy, and he had no look, he had collapsed.

"Burned the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Palace!"

After all the disciples of Dragon and Tiger Mountain were killed, Yu Qiu said in a deep voice, and there was not a trace of emotion in his eyes.

"Don't!"

Jingxu, Xianyun, and Longhu Mountain were in charge of the sect, shouting almost at the same time.

But the demons of Li Shan had already rushed into the main hall, and soon a raging fire was burning in the entire hall.

Under the remnant sun, the burning fire appeared more red, imprinting the entire Longhu Mountain, and it could be seen clearly within a radius of ten miles.

There was a river of blood flowing inside the mountain gate, and the blood had flowed down the square in front of the main hall to the mountain gate.

The entire Dragon and Tiger Mountain was blood-red at the moment, redder than the red glow in the sky.

"Wang Muyang! Lishan Demon King! ”

The Dragon Tiger Mountain Palm Sect let out a scream at this moment, glared at Wang Muyang and Yu Qiu viciously, gritted his teeth and said, "I won't let you go if I'm a ghost!" ”

Wang Muyang and Yu Qiu ignored him, but looked down at Jingxu.

Jing Xuan pointed at Wang Muyang and Yu Qiu and said, "You have killed hundreds of lives in Longhu Mountain, this is a big sin. When I die, I will definitely go to Hades to sue you, and you will wait for the punishment of heaven! ”

"Really? Do you think there is still this opportunity? ”

Wang Muyang sneered, and the Five Emperors Money Sword directly put it on the mirror and put it on his mouth with an open heart, and said: "Didn't Jingyun tell you that if you die under the Five Emperors Money Sword, you will be scattered?" ”

Hearing this, Jing Xu's eyes widened suddenly, and he asked, "You...... What do you want? ”

"Ahh

Wang Muyang didn't speak, and directly pierced Jing Xu's heart with the Five Emperors Money Sword, which was the best answer.

Jingxuan's eyes were round, the blue tendons on his forehead were bursting up, and his head suddenly tilted, and there was no movement.

His soul turned into a crystal white light, floating into the air.

Yu Qiu suddenly burst out with a demonic force, and even the spirit of the mirror void was scattered. Now, Jingxu didn't even have the chance to reunite his soul after three hundred years.

It's worse than being scattered.

At this moment, the anger in Wang Muyang's heart dissipated at once.

Fang Xuehan is dead, and it is impossible to come back. Now that he has killed Jing Xu, he doesn't even have a chance to reunite his soul, and it can be regarded as avenging Fang Xuehan.

"Wang Muyang, since my master has paid the price for everything he has done, you have also washed Longhu Mountain in blood and burned down the main hall."

Xianyun endured the grief and indignation in his heart, and said to Wang Muyang: "Please let go of the real person in charge of the sect, I am willing to let you dispose of it." ”

In Wang Muyang's opinion, Fang Xuehan's revenge has been avenged, and he doesn't want to kill anymore.

But Fang Xuehan was Yu Qiu's wife after all, Wang Muyang just glanced at Yu Qiu, and then walked straight to the mountain gate. The final decision is all handed over to Yu Qiu, and Wang Muyang is unwilling to take care of it anymore.

"How's it going?"

Yue Qingling, who was waiting outside the door, saw Wang Muyang coming out, and hurriedly greeted him and asked.

She had seen the blood on the ground, but she couldn't be sure whose blood it was.

Wang Muyang briefly talked about the situation inside, and waited outside the door with Yue Qingling.

After about ten minutes, the demons of Lishan came out of the gate of Longhu Mountain and disappeared into the surrounding mountains and forests like the sea water at a low tide.

Wang Muyang was about to go in to see the situation, but Yu Qiu suddenly pushed the door and came out.

At this moment, Yu Qiu returned to normal, the red light in his eyes had long since dissipated, and there was only a sad look. The revenge has been avenged, Yu Qiu has no hatred, and there is only the sadness of the death of the other party Xue Han.

Yu Qiu walked forward step by step, and the original snow-white dress was now stained with blood.

He walked down the hill step by step, like a walking corpse.

Wang Muyang was not at ease, so he followed with Yue Qingling.

(End of chapter)