Chapter Eighty-Four: Seven Tricks Bleed

Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info in the air, rolling heat waves followed, as if to swallow up the surrounding space.

Six blue suns, under Ziqian's control, flew towards the eighteen Gongji stage cultivators.

The faces of the eighteen people changed suddenly, and they hurriedly used their escape techniques to dodge, but their speed was too slow, and as soon as their figures dodged, they were chased by the six suns.

Heart-rending cries echoed, and their bodies burned to powder the moment the sun caught up.

In the blink of an eye, six people died, and the rest of the cultivators' faces became extremely ugly.

Ziqian didn't have any time left for the cultivators to breathe, and a magic duel was struck, and the six suns flew away again under their control.

In a few breaths, none of the eighteen cultivators were spared, and all of them died under Ziqian's Dao technique.

After killing eighteen people, Ziqian saw Yue Long and Wei Heng, and said, "Now it's your turn."

The battle just now was just an instant, and Yue Long didn't expect that Ziqian's Dao technique would be so weird.

Originally, Yue Long thought that Ziqian's Dao technique was just from the Flame Gate, but he didn't expect that the huge energy contained in this blue sun would not be able to be displayed even by the elders of the Flame Gate.

A series of questions flashed through Yue Long's mind, and when he saw Ziqian's eyes that had no emotion, only killing, he was finally scared, and said, "Yu...... Yu Ziqian, aren't you afraid of being chased and killed by the people of Huaiyang Gate?" he was horrified in his heart, and his voice became trembling.

Ziqian smiled coldly and said, "At this time, isn't it a little ridiculous that you still say such things?"

Yue Long gasped, from Ziqian's cold eyes, he couldn't even raise any thoughts of resisting, "Yu Ziqian, don't be too ......"

Ziqian snorted coldly and interrupted Yue Long's words, "If you still say these words, I suggest you stay in hell to say it!" The six suns, under his control, hovered above his body, only to hear him whisper, "Go!" The six suns roared and suddenly flew towards Yue Long not far away.

Yue Long's face changed greatly, and in the face of the six flying suns, he had only one thought in his heart, and that was to run, how far to run.

Before the six suns came to him, Yue Long felt the huge heat contained in them, and remembered the cruel scene of the eighteen cultivators being burned, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Yu Ziqian, you are the enemy of Huaiyang Gate and the righteous path of Chu State." Yue Long said angrily while performing the Escape Technique.

The six suns were chasing Yue Long, as long as Yue Long's speed slowed down, even if he was a little, he would be caught up.

A person's true power is always limited, Yue Long has seen no hope, and in the psychic array, he can't leave, so he hurriedly shouted: "Senior Uncle Wang Qiang, quickly fight a formation, let me go out." If he didn't leave Ziqian's attack range, he knew that he wouldn't be able to hold out for long at all, and he wouldn't be able to do it even for a stick of incense.

Wang Qiang's soul was held in Ziqian's hand, and he couldn't perform the Dao technique at all, so he said helplessly, "I can't help you either."

When Yue Long heard Wang Qiang's words, he only felt that his mouth was stuffy, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his figure was also stagnant.

In this stagnant time, the six suns chased after him, and the scorching air wave instantly overwhelmed Yue Long, he couldn't even make a sound of screaming in pain, so he was incinerated into powder, and there were no bones left.

With a clang, the Nine Dragons Sword fell from the sky with a crisp sound.

After killing Yue Long, Ziqian recalled the Liuyang True Fire, stared at Wei Heng, and said, "How did you find out that I sneaked into the back garden?"

Wei Heng put down the magic weapon and sighed: "There are formations around the back garden, if my guess is correct, you chased after Hong Xing's blood, if it wasn't for Hong Xing's deliberate bloodstains, would you be able to find him?" He knew that in the face of a strong man who could kill Yue Long with a raise of his hand, he had no hope of defeating at all.

Ziqian smiled and said with a wry smile: "I didn't expect me to make such a low-level mistake, but it is undeniable that the play you acted is really realistic."

Speaking of this, Ziqian paused for a moment, and then continued: "In Longfeng Valley, I can see that you do have that girl named Ling'er in your heart, I don't know everything between you, but I know that you love her very much."

"In that case, why are you still willing to help Huaiyangmen?" A person's eyes can't be disguised so realistically, maybe because Wei Heng's painful scene infected Ziqian, he believed that Wei Heng was the one who was on his side.

Wei Heng's eyes darkened, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.

"Let's go!" Ziqian said in a flat voice, "I won't kill you."

Wei Heng was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Why don't you kill me?"

Ziqian sneered and said, "I can see that you are not willing to do things for Huaiyangmen."

Wei Heng nodded and said, "Thank you, but I won't leave here." His body suddenly released a huge aura, and as soon as the aura dispersed, it was retracted, and it was hidden in his body.

"Seven orifice bleeds." Ziqian's expression tightened, and he sighed secretly.

What Wei Heng is doing at this time, Ziqian naturally knows.

The bleeding of the seven knots is a method for cultivators to commit suicide, concentrating their true power in the meridians, forcibly reversing it, and then breaking through the meridians and seriously injuring themselves.

This Dao technique is extremely evil, if it is cast, the body will be destroyed, and if there is no anti-heaven level elixir, there will be no healing injuries at all.

Wei Heng's body was covered with blood, and the whole person had become a bloody person, only to hear him say in a low voice: "Ling'er is dead, I am bored alive, if it weren't for Zhou Xiaoyao, in order to win the wind spirit bead, I wouldn't have made a move on you.

Speaking of this, Wei Heng's soul had already left his body, and he continued: "You hurry up and get out of here! The master of Huaiyang Gate has already come, if you ...... it again"

Speaking of which, a huge aura fluctuation came from the psychic array, and the entire large array was about to shatter under the powerful attack.

Ziqian's face changed, his wrist was summoned, and a strong wind blew, and the white jade ruler and the Nine Dragon Sword flew in front of him in an instant.

Wei Heng's storage bag, but Ziqian didn't take it, as for Yue Long and the others' storage bags, they had already been burned to ashes by the Liuyang True Fire.

As for Wang Qiang's storage bag, Ziqian put it away quite unceremoniously, glanced at Wei Heng's soul, and said, "I hope that after you are reincarnated, you can find true love." He grabbed the yellow light glass bottle in the air, dodged, and flew towards the Dragon Wind Valley.

Not long after Zi Qian left, the psychic array was broken, and three figures appeared where Zi Qian was just now.

The three people Ziqian all knew, the person on the left was the head Zhou Xiaoyao, and the other person was his master Wang He.

Standing in the middle, the man with a Dao Bone Immortal Wind, looked ahead with a solemn expression.

This cultivator's realm has reached the peak of the Yuan Infant Stage, and this person has also had a relationship with Ziqian, he is the Asking Heaven Master Ancestor who appeared when he fought with Zhao Tian.

Asking Heaven Master Ancestor looked at Wei Heng who was floating in the air, and asked solemnly, "Are they all dead?" His mouth only moved, and his voice came out, which showed that this person's Dao skills were quite exquisite.

Wei Heng only felt that a huge aura was locked on his body, and as long as he dared to move around, he would be killed by this breath.

"All, all dead." Wei Heng said tremblingly, for some reason, he knew that Wang Qiang was not dead, but he didn't tell the truth.

Wen Tian sneered, his face changed slightly, and said, "You didn't tell the truth."

Wei Henggang wanted to tell the story as it was, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again, and said with an affirmative tone: "They are indeed all dead, and only Ziqian escaped alone."

Wen Tian didn't continue to ask, glanced at the direction of Dragon Wind Valley, and said in a deep voice: "You mean, he entered Dragon Wind Valley?"

"Yes." Wei Heng replied.

Wen Tian nodded, and said, "The Wind Spirit Bead has been taken away by him, and there are no restrictions on the Trapped Dragon Array, let's go in!" His figure flashed, and he entered the valley first.

Zhou Xiaoyao didn't leave, and a flash came to Wei Heng's soul, and said with a smile: "My good apprentice, why is everyone dead, but you are not?"

From Zhou Xiaoyao's eyes, Wei Heng saw the killing intent, and hurriedly said: "He wanted to kill me, but he saw someone attacking the formation, so he ...... "He has a soul, and he has not yet reached the Yuan Infant Stage, so he can't use Dao Technique at all.

"Haha!" Zhou Xiaoyao laughed and said, "Really?" He glanced at Wei Heng's corpse on the ground, and said, "You don't want to tell me that he forced you to use the Seven Tricks Bleeding Dao Technique!"

Wei Heng's heart trembled, and he just wanted to say something, but he felt a huge amount of energy sweeping over, and then, he lost consciousness.

Zhou Xiaoyao waved his wrist and snorted coldly: "Only dead people will not tell their secrets."

Wang He's face changed slightly, his mouth moved a few times, but he didn't say anything, and finally said, "Senior Brother in charge, should we go in?"

Zhou Xiaoyao nodded and said, "Senior brother, do you think I'm too cruel and don't even let go of my own disciples."

Wang He also knew this senior brother's methods, shook his head and said, "I didn't mean that."

Zhou Xiaoyao sighed and said, "I also have a hard time, no one wants to learn the way of the devil - you can only kill by mistake, and never let go." His voice was still echoing in Wang He's ears, and the person had turned into a streamer of light and flew towards the Dragon Wind Valley.

Wang He raised his head and glanced at the sky, and saw that the ink dots in the sky were from far and near, his face changed slightly, and he chased into the valley.

At the time of a cup of tea, ten cultivators wearing yellow Taoist robes appeared at the mouth of Longfeng Valley, and on the sleeves of Taoist robes, a small green dragon was embroidered, and the appearance was faintly similar to the blue marks.

These ten people are the cultivators of the Dragon Wind Gate.

And the person who leads it is the current head of Longfengmen, Long Chuan.

Long Chuan glanced at the two corpses on the ground, and said in a solemn voice: "Since Lord Fenglong has been rescued, let's go quickly!"

The other nine nodded, followed behind Long Chuan, and used the escape technique to enter the Dragon Wind Valley.