The whistling sword intent seemed to announce the excitement of killing.

The sound of the piano seems to be playing a parting song for funeral.

Meng Hongchen stepped in the air, the seven long swords cheered and lingered around his body, and the light blue robe raised looked unique under the blood-colored dust.

"That's, so... Kill, kill?"

Looking at the scene in front of them, Qiu Taihua's eyes were full of disbelief, especially the middle-aged man, whose gaze was directly dull.

"Whew..."

Qiu Taihua gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, when Meng Hongchen killed the elders of the late stage of the Thunder Eagle Mountain Martial King, he knew that Meng Hongchen was very strong, but he never expected that it would be so strong.

The Great Elder of Thunder Eagle Mountain, Shi Zhu, who was at the peak of the Martial King Realm, had no power to fight back under his hands, and it seemed that he had not done his best yet.

The girl's eyes flashed with the girl supporting Qiu Taihua, and her face was full of obsession.

It's just that Qiu Taihua saw this, but he sighed helplessly in his heart, he knew that some people were just a dream that they met by chance in the red dust, which was out of reach.

"Zheng..."

The seven long swords trembled lightly for a moment, and they all sank into the dead wood in Meng Hongchen's palm, and the sound of the piano also dissipated invisibly, and together they converged the strong power around them, and returned to their calmness.

Seeing Meng Hongchen turn around, Qiu Taihua slowly stepped forward with trembling legs, and sighed: "I can't believe that you have grown into such a situation, which is enough to make old friends feel at ease." ”

Nodding slightly, Meng Hongchen did not continue the topic of the past, but said bluntly: "Grandpa Qiu, is the dragon pattern ruler on you?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the four people behind Qiu Taihua changed slightly, and they couldn't help but look a little embarrassed, they thought that there was a life-saving benefactor, but who thought that it was a tiger who drove away the evil wolf and stared at him.

Suddenly looking at Meng Hongchen's gaze, he was a little less grateful and a little more hostile, but because of his terrifying strength, he didn't dare to say more, but instead set his eyes on Qiu Taihua's body and let him decide.

"Yes, the dragon ruler is indeed on us. ”

Unlike the four of them, Qiu Taihua's expression did not change at all in the face of Meng Hongchen, and he nodded very calmly: "It is precisely because of the breath from the dragon pattern ruler that the people of Thunder Eagle Mountain are chasing hard. ”

"Hongchen wants it, what's the harm in giving it?

As for this, Qiu Taihua glanced sideways slightly, looked directly at the middle-aged man beside him with a calm expression, and slowly stretched out his hand: "Give me the dragon pattern ruler." ”

Seeing this, the middle-aged man's face was extremely pale, and he clenched his teeth, obviously not wanting to take it out, after all, it was a medium-grade royal weapon, even if the five major sects were regarded as treasures, how could he give it up?

"Father..."

"Give it to me!"

The middle-aged man still wanted to open his mouth to persuade him, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Qiu Taihua's cold voice, and his frowning face was full of majesty, and even a little angry.

As a son of man, he knows Qiu Taihua's temper, and he is absolutely the same, it was Qiu Taihua who overrode public opinion and forced him to collect the corpses of the Mengjia and the Li family.

"Ugh..."

Sighing helplessly, the middle-aged man still compromised, carefully took out the dragon pattern ruler from the storage bag with a difficult expression, and put it in Qiu Taihua's old hand very reluctantly.

"Humph!"

Qiu Taihua snorted coldly, obviously very dissatisfied with the middle-aged man, but when he looked back at Meng Hongchen, the expression on his face became calm again.

"This is the dragon ruler. ”

Without any hesitation, Qiu Taihua directly handed out the dragon pattern ruler, his eyes were calm, and there was no reluctance.

It's just that in the face of Qiu Taihua's gift, Meng Hongchen just shook his head slightly, and didn't mean to step forward to take it, but said helplessly: "Grandpa Qiu misunderstood, I didn't intend to take the dragon pattern ruler." ”

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, and Qiu Taihua was even more dazed: "Then what do you mean?"

I just remembered something, so I advised Grandpa Qiu. ”

Qiu Taihua's trust made the expression on Meng Hongchen's face calm, and the words in his mouth became a lot closer: "This dragon pattern ruler and blood phoenix bead are hot potatoes, don't take it." ”

The five of them frowned slightly when they heard this, and they only felt that this was nonsense, if it weren't for this hot potato, how could they be hunted down by the warriors of Thunder Eagle Mountain, and thus end up in such a situation?

Perhaps seeing the thoughts in the hearts of several people, Meng Hongchen spoke again, and only nodded vaguely between his words: "The danger in it not only comes from the dragon pattern ruler and the blood phoenix bead itself, but also at the end." ”

"It's a bloody hell, where the killing is, and I ask Grandpa Qiu not to go, if I really get there, I'm afraid even I won't be able to take care of it. ”

Looking at the gradually solemn expressions on the faces of the five people, Meng Hongchen's voice condensed, but it just gently sank into Qiu Taihua's ears: "There are some existences that even the five major sects can't match." ”

"Grandpa Qiu, you must think twice. ”

After that, Meng Hongchen smiled lightly, returned to his calm appearance, arched his hand and said: "Now that things are over, Hongchen won't bother much, there may be a chance to see you again in the future, Grandpa Qiu take care." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Qiu Taihua to respond, Meng Hongchen turned around with Yun Meng and Yun Lan, and disappeared into the sky in just a few breaths.

At the foot of the barren mountain, the five people stood quietly, the middle-aged man was a little happy in his heart, after all, the royal weapon was not lost, and the girl was a little distracted, looking at the direction where Meng Hongchen disappeared.

Qiu Taihua's eyes flickered, still recalling the words that Meng Hongchen transmitted.

"Father..."

Seeing that Qiu Taihua was deep in thought, after a while, the middle-aged man couldn't bear it anymore, stared at the dragon pattern ruler deadly, and said slightly: "Let's put the dragon pattern ruler away, so as not to cause another incident." ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man was about to reach out to take it, but before he could touch the dragon ruler, he was taken back by Qiu Taihua and let him pounce.

His face froze, and he was puzzled: "Father, who are you?"

"You can't keep the dragon ruler. "Everybody

In the end, Qiu Taihua still decided to believe Meng Hongchen, after all, the words that came into his ears were too shocking, and he felt frightened just by listening to it.

Besides, he couldn't think of a reason for Meng Hongchen to deceive him, and the dragon pattern ruler had been handed out by him just now, and he could take it away as long as he stretched out his hand, but he didn't do it.

The stakes are high, and it is better to believe them than not to believe them.

"Father, this dragon pattern ruler is a medium-grade royal weapon, how can you say that you don't want it?"

Looking at Qiu Taihua's serious face, the middle-aged man suddenly woke up from his sluggishness, his face was faintly a little hideous, and his mouth was even more low: "Just relying on the dragon pattern ruler is enough to make our Qiu family's strength leap, how can it be changed by a few words from a person who has come back from the dead?"

"You, aren't you old and confused?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the three people on his side changed greatly, and even Qiu Taihua turned his head suddenly, looking at him with shocked eyes, his breath around him was disordered, and his mouth was even more angry: "Presumptuous! You dare to talk to me like this?"

"Father, I... But after all, the dragon pattern ruler is..."

"Shut up!"

Without waiting for the middle-aged man to argue, Qiu Taihua directly opened his mouth to stop, and even a strong force gushed out of his body, shaking it away, and he shouted in a low voice: "There is no need to discuss this matter again, otherwise don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people." ”

"Humph!"

Snorting coldly, Qiu Taihua no longer hesitated, and directly raised his hand to wipe the residual aura on the dragon pattern ruler, and then threw it into the distance, turning into a little red light and disappearing.

"This..."

The middle-aged man was trembling, he didn't expect Qiu Taihua to really do what he said.

"Let's go!"

Qiu Taihua opened his mouth indifferently, beckoning everyone to continue on his way, but the direction changed, and he was running against the vision of the dragon and phoenix, turning around and walking towards the endless wilderness.

The middle-aged man stood for a long time, and finally sighed lightly, and followed with a gloomy gaze.

......

The endless wilderness, the warriors are vertical and horizontal, and they all gallop towards the depths.

It's just that as everyone gradually approached the barren mountain where the auspicious vision of the dragon and phoenix appeared, they gradually discovered a little weirdness, which made them have to be cautious.

But it's not about visions, or about the endless wilderness.

Instead, they found that the martial artists who walked with them around them were sometimes inexplicably much less, and although there would be new martial artists to follow behind, it was really a little chilly.

In the crowd, there were three figures moving around, constantly shuttling between the warriors, not so much moving closer to the depths as avoiding something.

"Hey, found it!"

When the three of them were running wildly, a gloomy voice suddenly came out from their side.

Hearing this, the faces of the three of them suddenly changed greatly, and when they hurriedly turned sideways, they saw a figure in black coming horizontally, the big knife in his hand slashing horizontally, and the murderous intent wrapped in it was ruthlessly poured out.

At the same time, the old man in black stared at his eyes and gritted his teeth, raised Wang Wei and went straight to meet him, and coldly met him, setting off a burst of madness, and did not forget to shout in his mouth: "Leave me alone, you guys go quickly!"

Seeing this, the black-clothed broad-robed warrior stared, his eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted in shock: "Lao Zhan!"

"Why do you want to stop me?"

The black-clothed and masked warrior smirked in his mouth, and the sword power in his hand was mentioned again, and he actually entered the middle stage of the martial king, and the tyrannical killing machine surged out, forcing the black-clothed old man to retreat.

Immediately afterwards, the sword power in his hand covered the killing machine, not giving him the slightest chance to react, raising the knife strongly, stepping into the air, and about to kill him.

"What about the middle stage of the Martial King?"

The old man's eyes were bloodshot, and there was a strong unwillingness surging in his heart, but he did not retreat but went up, wanting to fight the middle stage of the martial king in the early realm of the martial king, or to feed the tiger with his body, to seek life for the two of them.

"The mantis arm is a car!"

The black-clothed and masked warrior sneered disdainfully, and the sword in his palm was domineering and sharp.

During the slash, the big knife that directly cut off the old man's hand cut a long blood mark on his chest, which was deeply visible to the bones, and even the internal organs could be peeked into.

The strong power overpressed, and the surging storm swept the old man directly away, smashing down on the barren mountain below, and there was a faint blood flowing in the smoke and dust.

"Zhan Zidu!"

The broad-robed warrior shouted in anger, and he couldn't care about running away anymore, so he turned around directly, but before he could get close to the barren mountain, a wisp of sword light tore through the smoke and dust, and it reached his chest.

"Bang!"

There was almost no ability to resist, and the sword was forced, smashing it down coldly, and when he staggered, he was supported by the woman in the red dress with difficulty, and he could stop.

In the smoke and dust, two figures appeared, and their words were full of sarcasm: "Tut-tut, I have already taken care of myself, and I still think about others? ”

"Hmm..."

The broad-robed warrior covered his chest, stared at the figure with a pale face, and roared in a low voice: "Do you really want to kill them all? Xi Xiong didn't even let go of his own daughter?"

"How can we guess the mind of the old man?"

The black-clothed masked figure approached slowly, and his words were even more relaxed and casual, without taking the two of them to heart at all: "Maybe you can ask yourself?" It's a pity that you don't have this opportunity. ”

"I have to say that the Great Wilderness is a good place to be buried. ”

"Zheng..."

With that, the sword intent trembled, and it came out ruthlessly in the hands of the warrior, straight to his heart.