Chapter Seventy-Three: Washing Hands in the Golden Basin [4]

Lu Bai pointed to Ding Mian's acupoint, checked Ding Mian's injuries, and saw the two arms on the ground, and hated him in his heart, without his arms, Ding Mian was like a wasted person, no matter how high his cultivation was, he couldn't show it, and he was angry at the moment, and shouted: "If you have something to say, let it go!"

This person dared to offend the might of Songshan, and he didn't show any mercy and cut off his senior brother's arms. Then he thought that even if the other party's subordinates showed mercy, he couldn't keep him, and Songshan sent him to allow others to provoke him.

Qin Tian didn't look at Ding Mian, stared at Lu Bai, and smiled: "You are really people from the Songshan Sect, aren't you people from the Demon Sect pretending?!"

"Nonsense!" Lu Bai snorted, his tall body moved, came to Qin Tian, and sneered: "Is it difficult, do you think that all heroes are not good at their eyes?!"

"Oh-?" Qin Tian raised his hand, scratched his ears, raised his head, glanced back at everyone, and sneered: "Isn't the Songshan Sect a famous and decent family? Why is the way it acts a little more vicious than the Demon Sect?

As he spoke, he shook his head and sighed, putting on a puzzled expression.

Everyone secretly praised themselves in their hearts, this is just to their hearts, watching the actions of the Songshan faction this time, first sent people to mix in the crowd, and then ambushed the hall, and then captured Liu Zhengfeng's family, and killed people, without blinking, and was really vicious.

Although they are both members of the Wuyue Sword Sect, they don't like Zuo Lengchan's style of doing things, full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but they are ruthless and vicious when they do things, even more than the people of the Demon Sect.

"You don't want to spew blood!" Lu Bai shouted, his eyes widened: "Liu Zhengfeng colluded with the Demon Sect to disadvantage my Wuyue Sword Sect, and everyone will be punished!"

Qin Tian snorted coldly, turned to Ding Mian, and said coldly: "Mrs. Liu and Liu Gongzi have already been pointed, they can't do harm, why do they still want to kill them?"

"This is all forced by Liu Zhengfeng!" Ding Mian shouted, full of real anger, as if he wanted to do something.

"Hehe, this is strange, Liu Zhengfeng's family wants to hide overseas and not perform in the Central Plains for the rest of their lives, but you still don't let it go, could it be that this is also the compassion and benevolence of the leader of the Left Alliance?!" Qin Tian sneered, and turned his head to look at the Tianmen Dao Leader who was standing on the side, Yue Buqun, and Dingyi Shitai.

They all faintly showed a look of anger, and they were very dissatisfied with the people of the Songshan faction, and complained about their viciousness. But at the same time, it is also very strange how the 'Silver Mask Killing God' could help Liu Zhengfeng for no reason, is there anything related to the two.

Seeing the displeasure on everyone's faces, Lu Bai's face became even more gloomy, he stepped forward and shouted: "'Silver Mask Killing God', who are you, you have repeatedly insulted my Songshan faction, first sneak attacked Senior Brother Ding, and now you dare to insult the leader of the Left Alliance, isn't it a person from the Demon Sect, who came here on purpose to make trouble, right?!"

After that, Lu Bai violently pushed out a palm, and the long-brewing palm force hit Qin Tian's chest, he was known as the Immortal Crane Hand, and all his kung fu was in the palm, this palm was launched, the momentum was pressing, and the surrounding air vibrated faintly.

"The Songshan Sect is really powerful, but if you don't like it, you can use the name of the Demon Sect to kill on a large scale, it's really calculated!" Qin Tian sneered, not caring about Lu Bai's palm.

After entering the hall, Qin Tian clearly knew his situation, no matter who was from the Wuyue Sword Sect, he was an object to watch out for, and he couldn't guarantee that anyone would make a sneak attack, so he was always ready to make a move.

Qin Tian knew a lot about the despicability of the Songshan faction, and they naturally did this kind of thing, but this Lu Bai's strength was still a step worse than Ding Mian, and he couldn't compare with a master like Yu Canghai at all, so Qin Tian naturally didn't care about it.

Seeing that Qin Tian didn't react, Lu Bai seemed to feel the contempt of the other party, sneered in his heart, added a few more internal forces, and concentrated his whole body strength in his right palm, wanting to kill with one blow and make an example of the monkey.

For Qin Tian, who was unable to use the Juque Sword freely, a quick battle was the best way for him to win the victory, and if he didn't make a move, it would be fatal.

The thick Jiuyang True Qi quickly ran in the meridians, and the sword qi that was more than a foot long on the giant sword of the fast fight was endless, which was very terrifying.

Just as Lu Bai's palms were about to slap on Qin Tian's chest, Qin Tian's footsteps moved, and the electric light divine step was exerted to the extreme, and his body moved backwards in vain, and in the blink of an eye, he had already retreated a few feet.

The Juque Sword trembled slightly, and the sword qi soared by three points again, slashing out in Qin Tian's hands at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, and the target was Lu Bai, who had a shocked face.

The Juque Sword swung out a sword aura in Qin Tian's hand, and went straight towards Lu Bai, and in an instant, it had already arrived in front of Lu Bai.

In the face of this blow, Lu Bai's face was shocked, he never thought that Qin Tian's methods would be so sharp and fast, he only cared about attacking, he didn't even have a trace of defense, and he couldn't dodge it.

"Wow!" sounded, and the voice was dull, like beating Leather.

Qin Tian didn't make a move after swinging a sword, and slowly withdrew the Juque Sword, and he was also amazed in his heart, this Juque Sword was really able to increase his own attack, or it increased exponentially, and his heart was also slightly relieved.

"Tick tock!"

A series of ticking sounds sounded, Lu Bai lowered his head with difficulty, looked at the sword wound that was bleeding from his chest, his face showed a touch of unwillingness, and he opened his mouth to say something, but unfortunately he couldn't do it anymore, his eyes widened, and his body slowly fell back.

"Touch!" With the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, Lu Bai's body fell to the ground, and blood spurted out, rendering the ground a blood-red.

Looking at Lu Bai, who was dumbfounded, everyone was in an uproar and surprised, they didn't expect that the cultivation of this 'silver-faced killing god' was so profound, and he could condense a sword qi more than a foot long on the sword, which was far from being comparable to them.

What surprised them even more was that this 'silver-faced killing god' was not only extremely strong in cultivation, but also unpredictable, and once he used it, it was difficult to even capture his body.

One move, just one move, Lu Bai, one of the thirteen Taibao of the Songshan faction, was killed at the moment, looking at this scene, many people's faces were full of disbelief.

"Senior brother!" Looking at Lu Bai, who was silent after falling to the ground, Ding barely endured the pain of having his arms cut off, and jumped in front of Lu Bai, his eyes showing grief and indignation.

"You dare to kill my junior brother, my Songshan faction will definitely not give up, just wait!" Looking at Lu Bai, who was lying quietly on the ground and meditating, his eyes could not be closed, Ding Mian stared at Qin Tiandao resentfully.

"Oh, after you reminded you like this, do you think I'll let you go safely. Besides, the Songshan faction is not as powerful as you think, and not everyone is afraid of it. I think, uncle, don't take it too seriously, if you are serious, you will lose!" Qin Tian waved his hand, his face full of ridicule.

Qin Tian didn't care about Ding Mian's words, as long as he killed Fei Bin again, then this golden basin handwashing conference would come to an end, and the winner would be himself.

Afterwards, even if Zuo Lengchan knew about it, there was no need to worry, when the Sun Moon Divine Sect was about to move, according to his character, he would definitely not easily attack himself without the certainty of victory.

On the other side, Liu Zhengfeng's long sword was on Fei Bin's neck, and he was already in a daze, but he didn't expect that there would be a hero who stepped forward and was uneven, just now I saw Ding Mian actually shoot at his wife, and almost closed his breath.

At this time, Yue Buqun's eyes were also slightly narrowed, he had seen the footwork of this 'Silver Mask Killing God', just a month ago, when Qin Tian left, could it be that this 'Silver Mask Killing God' was Qin Tian, then why.

At the moment, Yue Buqun's gaze at Qin Tian also became a little weird, but he didn't plan to stop it, the weaker the Songshan faction was, the better it was for the Huashan faction, at least after a while, Zuo Lengchan would not easily make a move against the Huashan faction.

Yue Buqun looked at Qin Tian in the field with a complicated expression, and shook his head slightly, he didn't know what Qin Tian was going to do, but he was becoming more and more confused about this disciple's martial arts.

Before coming to participate in Liu Zhengfeng's golden basin washing his hands this time, he could still faintly perceive that Qin Tian's martial arts cultivation was only a step lower than himself.

But when Qin Tian made a move, he knew that he was wrong, and he was very wrong, but he was vague about Qin Tian's strength, and he couldn't see it clearly at all, obviously his martial arts had made great progress.

"'Silver-faced Killing God', you treat my Wuyue Alliance Leader's order flag as nothing, waiting to be hunted down!" Looking at the senior brothers who were killed and seriously injured, a trace of regret rose in Fei Bin's heart. But then, he suddenly said coldly, as if he regarded the long sword around his neck as nothing.

The faces of the Tianmen Dao Leader and the others suddenly changed, and they looked up at the heroes in the hall, although the Songshan faction's method of acting was a little too radical, but it was indeed the Wuyue Order Banner, if this 'silver-faced killing god' killed all the people of the Songshan Sect, where is the majesty of the Wuyue Order Banner, and the prestige of the Wuyue Sword Sect may also plummet? !

Liu Zhengfeng was slightly stunned, but what kind of person Fei Bin was, he had already broken free from Liu Zhengfeng's control in just this moment.

"'Silver Mask Killing God', suffer death!" Breaking free from Liu Zhengfeng's control, Fei Bin stared at Qin Tian with resentful eyes and shouted in a deep voice, the sword light flashed, and the long sword was already out of the sheath, turning into a little cold, and piercing Qin Tian's key points in the body, the sword momentum was extremely fast, and people were caught off guard.

In a few breaths, Fei Bin had already appeared in front of Qin Tian, a touch of white sword qi on the tip of the sword was endless, seeing the long sword stabbing at him, Qin Tian turned to the side lightly, stepped out of the step, and dodged just right.

"Tianmen Daoist, head Yue, have you heard of the origin of this person 'Silver Mask Killing God'?"