The blood of the stone tablet in the air flashed, and Qin Yu's whole person had already returned to the present world. He looked at the canyon below him, and saw nothing but bottomless darkness.

As soon as Qin Yu's mind moved, a cloud boat came out of his sleeve and automatically landed on his side. The cloud boat rose in the wind and soon turned to a normal size. Qin Yu grabbed the edge of the cloud boat with his right hand, turned over and boarded the deck.

Qin Yu glanced at the newborn right arm, except for the reddish color, it was no different from the original arm, and even the meridians and acupuncture points in it were exactly the same.

Qin Yu took out Yunzhou's key order, and then urged Yunzhou to rise quickly. About half an hour later, he found the fairy sword Amon who was still inserted on the cliff, but he didn't see Zhao Hong's makeup.

Qin Yu stretched out his hand, and Amon flew back upside down and automatically fell into his palm. At the same time, a red cloth yarn fell with the wind and was also caught in his hand.

"Red makeup!"

A low groan dispersed with the wind, drifting away far away.

A moment later, another dark shadow appeared on the deck out of thin air. The shadow spreads, eventually condensing into the form of a black-clad assassin.

As soon as the black-clothed assassin appeared, he bowed respectfully and said, "Childe, everyone on the cliff has been suppressed!"

Qin Yu only recruited Xuan Xiu above the third rank of Heavenly Dao to join the army, so that he could gain the upper hand in such an evenly matched struggle, and it was not surprising to hear this. He nodded and said coldly, "Have you ever saved Miss Zhao?"

Seeing that Qin Yu was full of unparalleled momentum, he was not as kind as before, and subconsciously glanced up, but saw that the clothes on his right arm were broken at the elbow, and the exposed forearm had turned into a faint red color for some reason. Not only that, Qin Yu's back, left shoulder, as long as the clothes were torn, there were faint red scars exposed.

"Have you ever rescued Miss Zhao?"

Qin Yu asked again in an impatient tone, his voice was cold and hard, and there was a hidden evil qi in it.

Elder Jin Dan of the Shadow Killing Hall was stunned, bowed again, and said respectfully: "I just finished the battle, and I haven't found Miss Zhao yet!"

Qin Yu had already expected it in his heart, and after nodding, he drove the cloud boat upward. A moment later, the two of them flew out of the gorge and returned to the top of the stone platform.

On the stone platform, there were dozens of corpses lying horizontally and vertically, most of them were each other's. In addition, there were nearly ten captives, and Bai Xuemin was among them. Although he was captured, he was not afraid, and still stood with his head held high, and his expression was quite conceited.

Qin Yu jumped off the cloud boat and landed on the platform. When Lou Shanqian and Yang Zhen saw him return safe and sound, their faces were overjoyed, and they bowed down one after another. And Bai Xuemin was as if he had seen a ghost, and his face turned pale.

"How is it possible, you are not been... Was..."

Qin Yu kicked the low table, and then sat directly on it. He saw that the seventh son of the Bai family was still squirming his lips, sneered, and said coldly: "Cut off your legs and bring it over for questioning!"

"You dare!"

Bai Xuemin's expression changed when he heard this, and he snorted suddenly. The two guards behind him pulled out their weapons and slashed at his left and right knees, no matter how he threatened.

I only heard a terrible scream resounding through the sky, and Bai Xuemin's legs were broken in two instantly. Crimson blood gushed out, staining the ground beneath his feet. The two guards put their swords into the sheath, and then supported Bai Xuemin on the left and right, and brought him in front of Qin Yu.

There was silence on the entire stone platform. The reason why the captives were willing to follow Bai Xuemin to be captured was because they thought that the Bai family's power in the Xuanyuan Sect was extremely great, and ordinary people didn't dare to do anything to the children of the Bai family, so they could only let them go in the end. These people saw that Qin Yuqiu ordered someone to cut off Bai Xuemin's legs as soon as they met, and then they knew how fierce the methods of this Vermilion Bird Army monarch were, and they swallowed their saliva for a while.

Bai Xuemin stared at Qin Yu with a pair of bloody eyes, his face was hideous as if he was going to swallow him. Qin Yu also glanced at Bai Xuemin with an indifferent expression, and said: "You want Danfang, Qin gives it! You want a spirit pearl, I Qin give it! You want military power, and I Qin also give it! Now, Qin has only one sentence to ask you, why do you want to kill her?"

"Huh!"

Bai Xuemin sneered disdainfully when he heard this, "What are you, you deserve ......"

Before he finished speaking, he felt a pain at the corner of his mouth, but he was gagged by the tip of a sword. The other end of the blade was being gently held in Qin Yu's hand.

Qin Yu looked at the seventh son of the Bai family, and said expressionlessly: "I once warned you, if the red makeup is fine, I will be fine!"

"Phew!"

Bai Xuemin spit out a mouthful of blood when he heard this, and said hatefully: "It's just a slut, what can you do if my son kill......s her!

Qin Yu smiled when he heard this, and then let go of the hilt of the sword in his hand.

Bai Xuemin only felt a chill in his throat, and the fairy sword had already pressed against his inner throat. Not only that, but the tip of the sword continued to pierce into his flesh little by little.

Bai Xuemin's expression changed, his hands supported the ground, and he stepped back suddenly. It's just that when he retreats one point, the fairy sword advances one point, and it still stabs into his throat without hurrying. Red blood flowed out of Bai Xuemin's mouth, dripping down the corners of his mouth on his clothes, indescribably miserable and embarrassed.

The expression on Bai Xuemin's face changed more than once, first in disbelief, then in shock, and finally into deep fear. It was only then that he believed that Qin Yu was really murderous.

"How dare he!"

Bai Xuemin kept retreating backwards, and kept shouting in his heart. His legs were cut off, and he couldn't get rid of the immortal sword controlled by Qin Yu with just his hands. As the immortal sword continued to pierce in, Bai Xuemin's lips also cracked bigger and bigger under the cutting of the sword blade. He had the heart to beg for mercy, but his throat was blocked and he couldn't speak, so he could only look at Qin Yu with a pleading face.

Qin Yu was unmoved, still indifferently urging the fairy sword to move forward. A moment later, the tip of the sword finally pierced Bai Xuemin's throat, piercing out between the back of his head and the back of his neck.

Qin Yu stretched out his hand and made a move, and the fairy sword Amon flew back upside down and fell into his palm again. Bai Xuemin, who was over there, fell to the ground, still struggling. He reached out to cover the wound on the back of his neck, but blood continued to flow from his fingertips. As time went on, it became more and more difficult for him to breathe. It didn't take long for Bai Xuemin to struggle with less and less strength, until his eyes rolled and he completely cut off his breath.

Qin Yu was about to put away his sword and return it to its sheath, when he suddenly heard a voice shouting loudly: "Brother Yu, Brother Yu, don't kill me, I'm your sixth brother!"

"Qin Wu" shouted loudly while struggling to break free, but was kicked back by the guards. He was originally a mortal body, how could he withstand the kick of the Xuanguang monk. With a kick, the entire shoulder instantly turned into a mass of minced meat.

"It's you!"

Qin Yu turned his gaze and could already see the man's face clearly.

"Qin Wu" saw that Qin Yu recognized him, his expression was overjoyed, and he didn't care about the injury on his shoulder, and jumped in front of him with a rolling belt.

"Brother Yu, don't kill me!"

Qin Yu looked at this cousin of the same clan, but the chill on his face became more and more intense.

"Why did you come to Xuanyuan?"

"Qin Wu" saw that Qin Yu's tone was very unkind, his eyes rolled, and he said in a low voice: "I was deceived." ”

Before Qin Wu's words fell, the immortal sword in Qin Yu's hand had already turned upside down, nailing his palm to the ground.

"Qin Wu" was in pain, and bursts of cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

"Why did you come to Xuanyuan?"

Qin Yu's voice sounded again, but it was more and more calm than before.

"Qin Wu" trembled, didn't dare to hide anything anymore, and said: "They said that you are powerful and powerful in Xuanyuan, and sooner or later you will return to the Qin family to find me for revenge, so let me strike first and help them deal with you!"

"Qin Wu" raised his head tremblingly as he spoke. He originally thought that Qin Yu would be angry and resentful, but he only saw an extremely indifferent face.

"In this way, you also deceived the Zhao Mansion with red makeup?"

"Qin Wu" shuddered violently when he heard this, and he didn't dare to talk silently.

Seeing him like this, the chill on Qin Yu's face slowly receded, turning into boundless loss. He slowly closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, put to death!"

"Qin Wu" changed his expression when he heard this, and he was about to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but someone covered his throat and pierced his back with a sword. At the same time, the dull sound of corpses falling to the ground sounded one after another on the stone platform. In an instant, the entire stone platform was covered with red blood.

Beneath the stone platform is an unfathomable cliff, which saves the trouble of digging pits. All the guards worked together and threw all the corpses into the canyon.

Qin Yu swept through all the corpses one by one and found that Zhong Yue was not among them, so he frowned and asked, "Can anyone escape?"

Yang Zhen saluted when he heard this, and said respectfully: "Qi Qi military master, a total of two people escaped, one of them is the person who attacked the military master, and the other is an assassin. ”

Qin Yu frowned slightly, and concluded that the person Yang Zhen said about the sneak attack was Zhong Yue, but he didn't know who the assassin was.

He was about to ask when a voice floated out of thin air, explaining, "That assassin is nicknamed Black Soldier, and he is a killer from Shura Hall!"

Qin Yu nodded, turned his hand and put the sword back into the sheath. He swept around the guards around him, and saw that many people were injured, so he spoke: "In this battle, everyone will be rewarded with ten thousand top-grade spirit beads!"

In the midst of the thanks, Qin Yu was not half happy. He got up and walked to the front of the stone platform, looking at the bottom of the valley again.

The wide canyon is bottomless, and when you look at it steeply, it looks like an open mouth of blood, ready to eat at any time. A boundless cold wind rose from the canyon, constantly agitating Qin Yu's robe. A red veil leaked out of his hand, and then the cold wind was blowing and dancing, looking like a bright red blood line from a distance. And in the distant sky, a remnant sun is slowly falling into the mountains.