Chapter 843: Red Waterfall

After hearing this, the woman's face was full of ridicule, and she said: "Just you ugly bastard, you really dare to think about it! Go dream! Go die!"

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"What are you muttering nonsense! Let you ask, your voice is like a mosquito and fly, do you want to disobey the master's orders?" Duan Yifeng said viciously.

As soon as he heard this, the male disciple immediately turned pale with fright, trembled all over, and defended: "No, no, I was trying to persuade her to submit to you just now, I'll be louder now, I'll be louder now." ā€

"That's not the case, Old Thief Duan! He just said that although you are vicious and lustful, as long as you follow him, he will find a way to help me, and he will not let you and your ugly son bully me!" The female disciple of the Eastern Harrier Flame Sect laughed, looking very calm.

After hearing this, everyone let out a laughing sound, especially the disciples of the Eastern Harrier Flame Sect, and the disciples of the West Harrier Cold Ice Sect kept holding back, not daring to let themselves laugh.

"How can this be reasonable!I see that you are really impatient to live!" Duan Yifeng scolded.

Immediately, the laughter and ridicule of everyone stopped, especially the bodies of the disciples of the Western Harrier Cold Ice Sect began to tremble, as if they heard the voice of the devil.

The male disciple of the Western Harrier Cold Ice Sect just now knelt down with a thud, hurriedly kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Master, don't listen to her nonsense, she doesn't want to live anymore, and she made up a set of lies, and if she wants to die, she will pull a cushion, you must not believe what she said." ā€

Then he plopped and kowtowed, and it went on and on, and he was very afraid.

"Yes, whether it's true or not, if you make me look uncomfortable, then you should disappear! You all listen to me, anyone who doesn't directly carry out my orders won't survive!" Duan Yifeng said to the disciples of the Western Harrier Cold Ice Sect.

The disciples kept trembling, not daring to reply.

"You, send him where he should go!" Duan Yifeng said to another disciple.

The disciple walked out suddenly, holding a big knife that was very dazzling.

"Master, spare my life, I have always been very loyal to you, I have never had any selfish intentions, let alone betrayal, please spare me!" the disciple who knelt on the ground cried loudly, like a rooster waiting to be slaughtered before it was killed.

Duan Yifeng didn't look at him, nor did he answer, still looking angry.

Seeing this, the disciple holding the big knife walked directly to the kneeling disciple, raised the knife into the air, and chopped off the head of the kneeling disciple with a click.

The bloody head rolled down the slope, and the blood kept flowing down like a red waterfall.

At the moment when the sword fell, accompanied by a terrible voice, the disciples of the Western Harrier Cold Ice Sect were half frightened to death, and they all dared not come out. And most of the disciples of the Eastern Harrier Flame Sect were the same, they really didn't expect Duan Yifeng to be as vicious and cruel as rumored.

"You ask her, is she still unwilling to submit to me, if she is stubborn, send her on the road!" Duan Yifeng said to the disciple who had cut off his head just now.

"Are you still unwilling to submit to our master?"

"Sisters, you have all seen it, such a tyrannical and vicious person, what will happen to us after we are obedient? When the time comes, not only will we lose our lives, but we may also take our lives, and it is better to die now, so as not to be bullied by his lustful ugly son!" the woman said loudly, and then said to the man with the big knife, "Come, send me on my way, how can I be obedient to him!"

"Click!"

There was a crisp sound, and the head of the Eastern Harrier Flame Sect woman was also cut off, and rolled down with the terrain of the slope, as if to find the head of the person who had been pulled off by her just now, to say sorry.

Her blood also flowed down the slope, also converging into a red waterfall.

Duan Yifeng was extremely majestic at this time, this was his usual practice, he had always relied on intimidation and cruelty to maintain his authority, so that his disciples would not dare to cause heresy.

"Old thief Duan, what you do will come back to you in the end!" Qi Huaishan sighed.

"You're going to die soon, it's ridiculous to be a big-tailed wolf here!" Duan Yifeng laughed and said, "All the disciples listen to the order, and now I have to ask them if they are willing to submit to me, those who obey me will prosper, and those who oppose me will die!"

"Will you submit to our master?"

"Yes, yes, very willingly. ā€

"Will you submit to our master?"

"Of course I do, I've been waiting for this day for a long time. ā€

"Will you submit to our master?"

"Dream, he's a vicious villain! It's too late for me to avoid him!"

"Click!"

"Will you submit to our master?"

"I don't want to! Lao Tzu would rather die than give in!"

"Click!"

......

For a while, blood was dripping on the ground, and the air was mixed with the smell of blood, which continued to ferment. And there were skulls on the ground rolling down the mountain, one after the other, and it continued, and soon it became a hill of human heads.

At this time, the blood-drinking sword in Zhuo Yifan's hand began to gurgle, like the sound of a thirsty person constantly swallowing saliva because he wanted to drink water.

Although Zhuo Yifan had already put the blood-drinking sword into the scabbard, he could still see the blood-red color from the outside of the scabbard, which was very eye-catching.

Seeing that there was an abnormality, Zhuo Yifan hurriedly used internal force to control it, but because of the limited internal force, it was difficult for him not to let it shake, and he was very unrestrained.

Just as he felt more and more difficult, the shape of a flying meteorite at the hilt of the sword suddenly burst out with dazzling white light, constantly seeping into the scabbard and converging. When Zhuo Yifan saw this, a thought flashed through his mind, so he transmitted his internal force to the place of the flying meteorite, wanting to use the energy of the flying meteorite to control the blood-drinking sword.

Sure enough, after a period of tossing, the Blood Drinking Sword finally quieted down.

And Duan Yifeng looked at some of the Eastern Harrier Flame Sect disciples who had been cut down, and pretended to be extremely sorry and said: "Oh, old thief Qi, you see what kind of evil you have done, and you have lost your young life like this! They have really fallen into blood mold for eight lifetimes when they know you! Fortunately, it is now that I am here to take over the Eastern Harrier Flame Sect, otherwise if they are annexed by others, they may be killed and killed!"

Seeing Duan Yifeng's smug appearance, Qi Huaishan sighed and said, "Old thief Duan, I have a hunch that you will die worse than me......!"

Seeing Qi Huaishan's excited appearance of ridiculing himself, Duan Yifeng was crazy, but he had nothing to say to scare him.

After a while, a fifth of Qi Huaishan's hundreds of disciples were killed, and the rest had to willingly surrender to Duan Yifeng in order to save their lives.