After that, a thick burst of ice slag began to solidify on the surface of the stone chips, constantly rotating and converging. Soon, www.biquge.info the stone chips turned into huge blocks of hard ice, flew up, and crashed into the opposite mountain.

"Poof!"

After a loud bang, the mountain was cut in half and fell into the mountain stream with a bang.

"Wow, the West Harrier's Cold Ice Palm is really powerful!" Duan Zixiong raised his palm upwards and kept looking at it over and over again, unable to believe his eyes.

He stood on a high boulder, looking down at the misty mountains from above, and his domineering spirit suddenly appeared. Duan Zixiong closed his eyes and recuperated, as if a peerless master was cultivating penance.

"Today's me is not the same as yesterday, and the martial arts will change because of my birth!" he said to himself, his face full of arrogance.

At this time, Luo Siming obviously did not expect Duan Zixiong's matter, and when he discussed the strategy with Xiu'er, he set the Duan family and his son to lose, and he had a chance to escape.

However, now that Duan Zixiong has a deep internal strength, coupled with the blood-drinking sword in his hand, he will definitely not be able to defeat him.

What is annoying is that Duan Zixiong has always been unaccustomed to him, and because of his greed for Xiu'er, he hates and resents him.

This situation made Luo Siming feel that death was coming towards him.

"No, I can't just die, I must escape!" Luo Si thought secretly.

However, Duan Zixiong had already sent a few people to keep an eye on him, making it difficult for him to get out.

Luo Siming was like an ant on a hot pot at this time, constantly thinking of ways to save himself.

"Only by muddying the waters can I have a chance to escape. Luo Siming muttered to himself.

After thinking for a long time, he finally came up with a plan.

Duan Zixiong, who has profound martial arts, is even more invincible at this time, he not only has to establish his prestige as the master of the sect, but also to show invincible martial arts in front of everyone, so that all the disciples will be happy and convinced to submit to him and be loyal to him.

He made an inspection, saw Luo Siming, how did he look at it and felt uncomfortable, he felt that Luo Siming's face was getting uglier and uglier, and he decided to teach him a lesson.

"Yo, Luo Siming, our eldest disciple of the Harrier Fall Sect, how are you preparing to marry Xiu'er?" Duan Zixiong said in a mocking tone.

When Luo Siming heard this, his whole body trembled, he knew that if he didn't say a word, he might have two corpses.

"Door master, you are joking, in fact, marrying Xiu'er is just a ploy, a ploy to make you the door master. Luo Siming flattered.

"Tell me, what kind of stratagem is it? I heard you say that you want to fly with Xiu'er, and you want to pass on your experience in men and women, I really want to learn. Duan Zixiong said with a mocking face.

Luo Siming tried his best to control his emotions at this time, and chuckled: "The door master should have heard of the radical method, if it is difficult to achieve the desired effect from the front, it will often receive unexpected results from the negative side." ”

"So, you're using the agitation method to stimulate me, right? It's really well-intentioned, but why didn't I see it?"

"Door master, you think, with the situation you are in, the old door master will definitely not pass on the position of door master to you soon, he even told me that you have two hearts, saying that you can do anything, and the trust in you is getting less and less. I thought, if that situation continues, you're going to be treated more harshly, and even your life is in danger. So I want to let you see the reality clearly through Xiu'er. ”

"Well, go on, I'm getting more and more interesting as I hear it. Duan Zixiong smiled meaningfully.

"Sure enough, you didn't hesitate to turn your face with the old master for Xiu'er, and he also locked you up, which really inspired your fighting spirit and made up your mind to inherit the position of the master in advance. At the moment, you have made up your mind correctly, not only to get the position of the master of the door, but also to get decades of profound internal strength, and even to hold the blood-drinking sword in your hand, it is really a blessing and blessing. Subordinates, I am now impressed by your decision, and I admire the five bodies!" Luo Siming exclaimed.

Although I knew that it was some compliments, but it roughly restored the course of the matter, such beautiful words, Duan Zixiong listened to it very useful, the smile on his face continued to appear, and the dislike in his heart for Luo Siming was also unconsciously reduced.

Seeing that Duan Zixiong's expression had changed, Luo Siming knew that he had been softened by his own words, so he further said: "Sect Master, for now, you should strike while the iron is hot, continue to expand your advantages, and lay a good foundation for you to dominate the martial arts." ”

Hearing the domination of martial arts, Duan Zixiong's eyes widened, this is what he dreamed of doing, stemming from his inner weakness, he has been harshly controlled since he was a child, making him feel that he is worthless in his heart, so he is babbling on the outside, but only he understands what he is doing inside.

Therefore, he wanted to do everything possible to prove himself, prove his ability to Duan Yifeng, and show the world, and dominating the martial arts was his only choice.

"Then tell me how to strike while the iron is hot?"

"You now have the Bloodthirsty Sword in your hand, but you don't know some of its secrets. The reason why the old master locked Zhuo Yifan up and didn't kill him was because he wanted to know the secret of the blood-drinking sword, and only by figuring it out could he really master how to use it, after all, it was a sword full of evil power. ”

"You mean to let me hurry up and ask Zhuo Yifan about the secret of the blood-drinking sword, so as not to have too many dreams at night?"

"Door master, it's true, there is a way for your subordinates to let Zhuo Yifan tell the secret of the Blood Drinking Sword, if you can trust me, leave this matter to me, I promise to force the secret of the Blood Drinking Sword to be asked soon, and at that time, you will use the Blood Drinking Sword to sweep the martial arts, and no one will be invincible." Luo Siming took the initiative to ask for credit.

"Trustworthy, of course trustworthy, I have no doubt about you. It's up to you to do it, and when it's done, I'll have a great reward!"

"Thank you to the master, my subordinates will never give up!" Luo Siming said excitedly.

And Xiu'er, who was hiding behind the curtain, chuckled in her heart, she knew that Luo Siming was trying her best to gain Duan Zixiong's trust, so as to relax her vigilance against him, so that he could take the opportunity to slip away.

Therefore, he took the initiative to say that if he wanted to ask Zhuo Yifan about the secret of the blood-drinking sword, it was necessary to make this matter happen, then Luo Siming would definitely do everything he could, using the most vicious means to force him, Zhuo Yifan would inevitably be tortured, and he would probably face death.

She knew that Luo Siming was a ruthless character, and she was likely to follow in Zhuo Yifan's footsteps in the future, and was unknowingly calculated by him, although he had always been sweet to herself.