"Kill so many people in my Qiushui, and you still want to escape?"

As soon as the seal of the ghost coffin was opened, Mr. Big shouted loudly, volleyed down, waved his wide sleeves, turned his hand into a seal, and slapped his palm like a five-fingered mountain towards the test sword flat, only to hear a chirp, and a black evil qi shaped like a mouse was held in Mr. Big's hand. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The black aura hissed and struggled in Mr. Big's hands.

"It's just a bit of his soul, ruining him and not being able to hurt his roots"

Song Shuwen looked at this black evil qi and said hatefully.

"I know. Looking at the black qi struggling in his hands, Mr. Big sneered with a gloomy face, "Do you remember how we used to deal with those people in Yan Prison?"

As he spoke, he saw a red flame without a trace of variegated color coming out of the palm of his other hand, and then put the black evil qi on top of the flame.

Whew――

A terrible wail resounded through Pisces Peak.

Watching the flames burn out the black evil qi little by little, as well as the terrible wail in his ears, Mr. Big said coldly without changing his face:

"If it weren't for the mediation of the Immortal Mansion back then, I would have killed you in Yanjiao in Qiushui, and I would have killed you in Yanjiao!"

Before he finished speaking, the black aura had been burned by him.

"You should ask him what Yan Prison intends to do this time. ”

Song Shuwen frowned.

"Just one luck is not enough for him to betray Yan Prison. ”

Mr. Big said with an indifferent look.

Saying this, he suddenly looked at Song Shuwen with a puzzled expression and said:

"Senior Brother Shuwen, are we really old? so old that even these shrimp soldiers and crab generals in Yan Prison dare to kill my Qiushui disciples under our noses. ”

"If you are old, you are indeed old. ”

Song Shuwen smiled bitterly, but immediately his expression turned cold, and he looked in the direction of Qinglian Immortal Mansion and said: "Although the old man is a little older, in addition to playing cards, drinking and playing chess, he still has the strength to hold a sword, what do you say, Mr. Big?"

"I can also kill a few rakshasas in the hell of it!"

Mr. Big was relieved and laughed wildly.

……

Because of the incident of Kurongguan, the sword trial conference had to end hastily.

There was a turbulent current in the back of Qiushui, and ordinary Qiushui disciples naturally didn't know that much, and when it reached their ears, at most, it was that the Hell Ghost was wiped out when they were chasing a certain demon descendant and a certain big demon, so soon Qiushui returned to its former calm.