With such a fierce attack, Qiu Wancheng couldn't help but be a little stunned, he knew the power of the blood-drinking sword, but he didn't expect that just the sword qi would be so powerful. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Seeing that there were constantly disciples being chopped into pulp, and the flesh and blood were blurred, Qiu Wancheng knew that he had suffered a big loss this time, and there were already dozens of soldiers and generals who had lost his troops, so he shouted at Duan Zixiong "Ah".

Suddenly, the flying stones continued to rush towards Duan Zixiong, and he felt that his ears were about to be deaf, so he hurriedly blocked his ears with his hands, and the beam of the blood-drinking sword slowly retracted.

Seeing that large and small stones kept flying, and there were as heavy as stone grinders, Duan Zixiong hurriedly flew into the air to dodge.

After a rain of stones, the surroundings were quiet again.

Duan Zixiong jumped to the ground, looking at the scene full of corpses and flesh and blood, he smiled and laughed happily, and then kept looking at the blood-drinking sword.

Qiu Wancheng used the Heaven-Shaking Technique to defuse Duan Zixiong's attack just now, and he was a little comfortable in his heart, and he was no longer panicked.

And Zhuo Yifan watched the battle between the two factions judging the situation, and he thought about how to snatch the blood-drinking sword back.

"How about Qiu Wancheng, my blood-drinking sword is powerful, right? Look at your disciples have been chopped into meat puree by me, you can get some back to make dumplings to eat, it is said that human meat dumplings are smooth but not greasy, mellow and fragrant, delicious and delicious. Look at so many human flesh puree, enough for you to eat dumplings for three or five months, hahaha......" Duan Zixiong sneered.

Qiu Wancheng saw that his disciples had suffered heavy casualties, and the anger on his face had already risen, and now he heard Duan Zixiong's sarcastic ridicule, and his body was almost burning with anger.

"Duan Zixiong, you just made a sneak attack, my disciples didn't pay attention, they were killed by you with sword qi, if you fight normally, you may not be able to kill them! So, don't be complacent, the blood-drinking sword is nothing more than that, it's not that my heaven-shaking trick has broken the sword qi. ”

Hearing Qiu Wancheng's quibble, of course Duan Zixiong disdained to argue, he stroked the sword body of the Blood Drinking Sword and said, "It was just an appetizer just now, now I will summon the blood dragon in the Blood Drinking Sword, let you see how powerful it is, and it will not be too late for you to judge it then." Oh yes, before you get bitten to death, judge Oh, otherwise you won't have a chance to speak. ”

Qiu Wancheng's face changed greatly after hearing this, just now the sword qi of the Blood Drinking Sword was so powerful, Duan Zixiong was going to summon the Blood Dragon again, although he had not seen the real face, but he knew that it must be very powerful.

So he and his disciples made a defensive posture, and some disciples even began to hide behind big rocks.

Of course, Zhuo Yifan also knew the power of the blood dragons in the Blood Drinking Sword, although he didn't know whether they were sword qi or real blood dragons, but he could only avoid trouble by dodging. So he also hid behind the big rock with the others.

Duan Zixiong was very proud when he saw the panicked appearance of the people in Feilongmen, he stroked the sword body, and said loudly: "Prison cow, prison cow, come out and destroy them!"

Qiu Wancheng hurriedly shrank his body behind the stone and quietly observed the possible monsters.

It's just that after waiting for a long time, no monsters appeared, and the blood-drinking sword was nothing unusual in Duan Zixiong's hand.

Duan Zixiong hurriedly shook the sword body, and then shouted loudly: "Prisoner Niu, Prisoner Niu, come out and destroy them!"

After hearing this, the disciples of the Flying Dragon Sect were so frightened that they lay on the ground, trembling, and they didn't even dare to look at Duan Zixiong.

However, there was still no prisoner cow coming out, and the blood-drinking sword was still a blood-drinking sword, and there was no change in Duan Zixiong's hand.

This time, Duan Zixiong's face couldn't hold back, he just saw the Blood Dragon Prison Cow flying out of the Blood Drinking Sword before, but he hadn't summoned it himself, and now it seems that he can't summon it himself.

Seeing this, Qiu Wancheng happily walked out from behind the big stone, his face was full of ridicule, and he was very disdainful of Duan Zixiong, and said: "Pretending to be a ghost, I didn't see you summon a bird to come out, it's really shameful!"

Duan Zixiong ignored him, but was still shouting at the blood-drinking sword: "Prisoner Niu, Prisoner Niu, come out and destroy them!"

But the Blood Drinking Sword still didn't move.

Qiu Wancheng then said to Zhuo Yifan: "Young Master Zhuo, can you summon any prisoner cows?"

Zhuo Yifan shook his head and said, "I don't know how it was summoned, I didn't summon it before, but it came out on its own during the battle, and I'm not sure if it's really a prisoner cow, or just sword qi." ”

"Haha, I'm relieved if you say that, I can rest assured that I can snatch the Blood Drinking Sword. Saying that, Qiu Wancheng was pressing step by step, getting closer and closer to Duan Zixiong.

Before he could come to him, Qiu Wancheng waved the big knife in his hand and slashed at Duan Zixiong.

Seeing that the knife was fatal, Duan Zixiong didn't dare to take it lightly, he kept dodging, and at the same time brandished the blood-drinking sword to fight against it.

For a while, the sound of swords was endless, and sparks continued to burst out, and the two were inseparable.

Because of his father Duan Yifeng's decades of internal strength, Duan Zixiong's martial arts were not inferior to Qiu Wancheng at this time, and the two of them could be said to be fighting in the dark, and the offense and defense were constantly switching.

And the disciples of the Flying Dragon Gate saw that Duan Zixiong could not take any advantage, so they woke up from the panic just now, and kept pressing on Duan Zixiong, wanting to kill him together.

Seeing that he was surrounded by hundreds of people, and the circle was shrinking smaller and smaller, Duan Zixiong was a little anxious, Qiu Wancheng alone was enough for him to deal with, and now there were hundreds of people who were constantly pressing him, so he began to be a little flustered, and he could only wave the blood-drinking sword around.

In an instant, the ground shook again, and the sword qi continued to slash the ground, causing the stones to crack and scatter.

Qiu Wancheng seized Duan Zixiong's panicked state and used a trick to kill Duan Zixiong, he flashed in front of Duan Zixiong with the Lingfeng Phantom and slashed at his face.

Duan Zixiong didn't react, when he understood what was going to happen, the big knife had slashed at his face, and his only feeling was that he was going to die.

Qiu Wancheng and the disciples of the Flying Dragon Sect also thought so at this time, and they were all excited.

Just when the knife was about to touch Duan Zixiong's head, there was a crisp sound of "bang", and Qiu Wancheng's big knife was knocked off.

Everyone hurried to take a look, only to see that the blood-drinking sword in Duan Zixiong's hand was flying out of a monster with the body of a dragon-headed jackal and a leopard. The monster's face was full of ferocity, and its two lantern-like eyes shone viciously, making people shudder to look at.

And the monster's mouth exhaled a cloud of purple qi, and on top of the purple qi, there was a sword emitting a dazzling light, and it was these rays of light that blocked Qiu Wancheng's falling broadsword and shot it down.

As soon as they saw such a vicious monster, the disciples of the Flying Dragon Sect hurriedly scattered, and Qiu Wancheng was also so frightened that he hurriedly dodged.