After all, the Flying Dragon Gate only killed more than 100 Harrier Fall Sect, and there were not as many people who died as their own sect, so the loss gap was too big. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Door Master, the Blood Drinking Sword has been snatched by us, shall we go down the mountain now?" asked Qingyan.

Qiu Wancheng shook his head, his face was full of unhappiness, and said: "You see that we brought six hundred people, and now there are only more than a hundred people left. ”

"However, the people who were killed were all killed by the blood-drinking sword, not by the Harrier Fall Sect, so there is nothing to be ashamed of. Blue Eyes said.

"Although this is the case, the people of the rivers and lakes don't care who killed them, they will only decide that my Flying Dragon Gate crusaded against the Harrier Fall Sect and ended up with more than half of the casualties, which will only damage the prestige of our Flying Dragon Gate. Qiu Wancheng sighed.

"What does the Lord of the Sect mean?"

"Anyway, the blood-drinking sword has already arrived, and Duan Zixiong has also escaped, but his lair is still there, let's live for a few days, anyway, there is food and drink, don't worry. Use this time to search for Duan Zixiong, strive to catch him, and kill him, so that my reputation for Feilongmen will be loud. Ten thousand steps back, I didn't find him, but his disciples were all hiding, they could survive in a day or two, and it would be difficult to say in three or five days, as long as they came out, they would be killed!"

Seeing Qiu Wancheng's vicious appearance, Qingyan knew that their master would not give up if he didn't put the Harrier Fall Sect in order, so he ordered his disciples to stay at the headquarters of the Harrier Fall Sect, and at the same time prepare to search the mountains and kill people.

"Lord Qiumen, I really admire your wisdom in the next place, you must eradicate the roots of the grass, as long as you stay on the Harrier Falling Mountain for a few days, the disciples of the West Harrier Cold Ice Sect will definitely be cleared by you. Zhuo Yifan praised.

Qiu Wancheng looked at Zhuo Yifan proudly, the beautiful words of the imprisoned person at the moment, no matter how it sounded, it meant to please him, the more he looked down on him.

"You just said that the disciples of the Western Harrier Cold Ice Sect were almost killed, so why didn't you mention the disciples of the Eastern Harrier Flame Sect?"

"Do you know that the disciples of the Eastern Harrier Flame Sect are all forced to submit to Duan Zixiong, and as long as they have the opportunity, they will definitely flee down the mountain and no longer follow the Harrier Fall Sect. If I'm not mistaken, they're already down the mountain at the moment, and there's no longer any threat to your Flying Dragon Gate. Zhuo Yifan said with a smile.

"It sounds plausible, but it needs to be tested. All the disciples listened to the order, and they gave me good food and drink for the past two or three days, and all the good things left by the Harrier Fall Sect were eaten for him. Raise enough energy, three days later, start to search the mountain, when the disciples of the West Harrier Cold Ice Sect are dying lambs to be slaughtered, and there are many beautiful female disciples, they are waiting for you to pick flowers. Qiu Wancheng laughed.

Looking at Qiu Wancheng's fascinated appearance, all the disciples also followed the lust, and their faces were full of hunger.

"Okay, let's start now!" Qiu Wancheng ordered again.

"Obey the Sect Master's Sacred Orders!" said more than a hundred Flying Dragon Sect disciples in unison.

So under the leadership of Qiu Wancheng, Feilongmen began to occupy the magpie's nest, they rummaged through the good wine and meat stored by the Harrier Fall Pie, and began to feast on it, drunk one by one, as if they were in time for the New Year.

Such a comfortable life is rare, if it weren't for the blood-drinking sword in his hands this time, Duan Zixiong would not have scared him away, and it would be impossible for him to sit back and watch Qiu Wancheng spoil his station in every way.

The people of the Flying Dragon Gate were indeed thugs from casinos and brothels, and after rummaging, they actually found a place where the Harrier Fall Sect had placed gold and silver treasures, and when they saw that there were gold and silver treasures everywhere, everyone's eyes were shining with essence and excitement.

"Seeing that there are no gold and silver ingots, as long as any of you kills a disciple of the Western Harrier Cold Ice Sect, you will be rewarded with gold and silver ingots, and if you kill Duan Zixiong, you will be rewarded with one hundred gold ingots and two hundred silver ingots. Qiu Wancheng said to the disciples.

Hearing this, everyone's faces were overjoyed, and they rushed to shout: "Yes, yes!"

Seeing Qiu Wancheng using other people's money to generous others, Zhuo Yifan really admired, these were all things he couldn't think of or disdain to use before, but now he agrees with this so-called disgraceful method.

He also realized that his strength was still very weak now, and if he only used the so-called righteous and bright means, it would be difficult to take revenge, and not only that, but he might also die quickly, so he felt that the dark methods were nothing less than the methods of the insidious people, and they were also powerful weapons for the weak.

Qiu Wancheng led some disciples to turn the Harrier Fall Sect's station upside down, trying to find out if Duan Zixiong was hiding inside, but in the end he didn't find any trace of him.

There was no trace of Duan Zixiong in the station, Qiu Wancheng lived with peace of mind, and then carnivaled with more than 100 people, which can be described as getting carried away.

As time passed, the three days of happy time passed quickly, and Qiu Wancheng ordered his disciples to start searching for the traces of the disciples of the Western Harrier Cold Ice Sect.

Sure enough, as Qiu Wancheng expected, three days later, the disciples of the Western Harrier Cold Ice Sect came out to forage one after another, but most of them were together in twos and threes, and there were not dozens of people in groups, and these people quickly became ghosts under the knife.

They had been squatting at the Harrier Sect's station for two days, and people kept coming to give their lives in order to find a bite to eat, and they had killed more than a hundred people in two days.

However, the other hundred or so people of the Western Harrier Cold Ice Sect were nowhere to be found, and Qiu Wancheng led the people to search in the nearby valley and jungle, but they did not find it, as if the world had evaporated.

"Zhuo Yifan, you have been in the West Harrier Ice Sect, where did you say these people have gone?"

"This is too simple, just like the people of the Eastern Harrier Flame Sect, they are extremely afraid of Duan Zixiong, they have a chance to slip away, of course they will not follow him again, their lives are at stake. Zhuo Yifan said.

"Well, the old man thinks so too. What about Duan Zixiong, where will he go?"

"He, seeing that the blood-drinking sword was lost from his hand, of course he didn't dare to stay here, I guess he also went down the mountain, and it was important to save his life. Zhuo Yifan continued.

Qiu Wancheng nodded at him and said, "Since the Harrier Falling Mountain has become an empty mountain, let's go down the mountain as soon as possible, Huaicheng is our base camp for the Flying Dragon Gate." From now on, we Feilongmen no longer have to look at the faces of those gangsters, we want them to pay back what they owed us before!"

The disciples of the Flying Dragon Sect immediately burst into cheers, not only for their ability to survive, but also for their possible glory and wealth in the future.

Then, with a large amount of gold and silver treasures that could be removed from the Harrier Fall Sect, the group was triumphant and vivid, and went down the mountain in a majestic way.