"Whew!"

At this time, Xiao Qingfeng spit heavily, slowly stood up, and then pulled out the relieved sword behind him, and walked towards Quan Le step by step. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There are many subtleties in the Five Elements Xuangong, and in terms of recovery ability, it is stronger than other exercises. It was only in that short period of time that Xiao Qingfeng had recovered a trace of mana.

In his mind, since the magic weapon can't kill Quan Le, then try the magic weapon.

Xiao Qingfeng did not refine the Shiran Sword, but he had carried it on his back for more than ten years, and he was already familiar with it. Under the mana, you should be able to exert some power.

Now it's up to us to see if this bit of power can kill Quan Le. If this can't be done, then it is estimated that you can only ask for help from the uncle who guards the Ziling River.

"Hehe!" Quan Le smiled at Xiao Qingfeng's movements, and sneered, "Thinking that you can kill this seat with a broken sword?"

With a mention of his hand, Xiao Qingfeng put the sword on Quan Le's neck and asked, "Who is the uncle you are talking about, and why did he kill me?"

This is what Xiao Qingfeng doesn't understand, he really can't figure it out, how can anyone in Donghai Palace want to get rid of him and be fast?

Does he have anything to do with the East China Sea Palace? Yes, yes, no, at least Xiao Qingfeng doesn't want to have it now.

No matter what his background is, he is a disciple of the Yuanyang Sect, and this is enough. And because of his special background, he is not eager to do anything to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors.

Counting carefully, he didn't know a few people in the East China Sea Palace, except for the grudge scene, it was the Bingling sisters, and the Venerable Shenyun who had a one-sided relationship.

Among them, only Jing Feng may kill him, but Xiao Qingfeng feels a little far-fetched. He has a contradiction with Jing Feng, and in his opinion, it is a big contradiction.

However, that is not to the point where you have to put the other party to death. Xiao Qingfeng wanted to take revenge, at most he humiliated Jing Feng, and he didn't think about killing him at all.

Looking at Xiao Qingfeng, Quan Le smiled, the sword on his neck was not at all, and asked rhetorically, "Who do you think I look like?"

"Jingfeng!" Xiao Qingfeng replied very formally.

The corners of Quan Le's mouth curved slightly, revealing a faint smile, and said: "Since you know, then what nonsense are you talking about? This seat tells you that sooner or later you will die one day." It's not today, it's tomorrow. He won't let you live, he won't. ”

"But you'll die first!"

Xiao Qingfeng said naturally, and he didn't do anything to threaten when he spoke, as if he was saying something innocuous about it.

Quan Le pursed his lips and said, "This seat said, you can't kill this seat." Now, go and invite your elders to come. Incompetent disciples like you generally do this. And the Ziling River is not far from here, so it won't take long to arrive. ”

"I asked again who was trying to kill me. "Very calm questioning, no anger at all, just asking repeatedly.

"You don't believe it?" Quan Le raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a very curious look. "Why don't you believe it? Do you think you don't have enough contradictions with him? Or do you think that a little person like you can't be taken seriously by him? Or do you think he has a good heart?"

Quan Le said four questions in one breath, but the more this happened, the stronger the smile on Xiao Qingfeng's face.

"Why do you want to believe it?" Xiao Qingfeng asked rhetorically, and then said, "If you tell me who it is, I will go and invite the elders to come, I think you also understand that it is better to fall into the hands of Uncle Shi than in our hands." At least you're going to be alive, and you don't want to die, do you?"

Hearing Xiao Qingfeng's words, Quan Le's face was a little ugly, but he quickly sneered: "Speaking of which, do you still think you have the ability to kill this seat? This seat tells you that you can't kill this seat, at least not today." ”

Indeed, compared to Xiao Qingfeng and them, Quan Le wanted to face the elders of the Yuanyang Sect more.

In the eyes of the elders of the sect, Xiao Qingfeng is just a young junior, and it is inevitable that they will be a little impulsive. If it really died in their hands, the sect would be ripped off at most, and the people behind him would not come out to say a word, so it would be wronged.

The elders of the Yuanyang Sect are different, they have more concerns and will consider the relationship between the two sects.

Therefore, it is likely that he will give himself to his own sect. As long as he returns to Donghai Palace, he will be safe, and he believes that the people behind him have the ability and heart to save him.

These thoughts just flashed in his mind, and Quan Le didn't care. Because he didn't believe that Xiao Qingfeng and they could break through the defenses of the demon net.

"I want to try! Maybe, I can!"

As if discussing with a friend, after finishing speaking, Xiao Qingfeng took two steps back, then removed the sword around Quan Le's neck, and then closed his eyes and stood still.

Xiao Qingfeng's actions made Quan Le and Zhenfan not understand, but Quan Le just sneered and concentrated on recovering his mana.

"Fourth Senior Brother, what are you doing?"

Seeing Xiao Qingfeng chatting with Quan Le inexplicably, and then closing his eyes, Zhenfan was a little puzzled. Shouldn't this time be the pursuit of victory? Not to mention slashing Quanle to death, but at least it can make him suffer for a while, what if he dies?

"Do what he's supposed to do. ”

Mantra answered, and there was no helplessness and pessimism in his tone, but some suppressed joy. In fact, when Xiao Qingfeng walked towards Quan Le, he relaxed, as if he already knew the outcome of the matter.

"Senior brother, what do you mean?" asked Mawen puzzled.

"Look at the sword in Zhenfeng's hand. Zhen Yan pointed to the sword in Xiao Qingfeng's hand and said.

"What's wrong with that sword?" Zhenfan waved a little, but as soon as he said this, he suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, I've been watching the fourth senior brother carrying that sword, but I haven't seen it, what kind of sword is it, senior brother knows?"

"Have you seen it, junior sister?" asked the true spirit instead of answering.

"I haven't seen it, but I think it's a treasure!" True Spirit shook her head, her mind was more delicate, and she had already noticed the change in True Tongue's face.

Zhen Fei said a little anxiously: "Senior brother, don't sell Guanzi, if you really let that Quanle escape, where will we put our face? ”

"I've seen it once. Zhenyan's face also became formal, and he explained, "Back then, that sword was still in the hands of Uncle Shi Ran, you say, what kind of sword is it?"

"Uncle Shiran's Sword of Relief?" Zhenfan's eyes lit up, but he felt that it was unlikely, "Senior brother, you can't be mistaken, right? How could Senior Uncle Shiran give the sword to the fourth senior brother?"

According to the customs of the Yuanyang Sect, if Shi Ran really wants to pass on the sword he carries with him, it will also be passed on to the eldest disciple Xinze. Because the sword is a monk's personal belonging, it is considered a inheritance. It is usually given to the big disciples to pass it on.

"You can't be wrong, I'm impressed. Mantra affirmed.

The true spirit was a little worried, "Can the junior brother exert the power of the Liberation Sword?"

"I don't know, maybe I can. Mantra shook his head.

Standing quietly for a cup of tea, Xiao Qingfeng slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, his eyes were very calm, more calm than before.

"Are you ready?" Slowly raising the sword, Xiao Qingfeng asked Quan Le.

It's a very strange scene, a person holding a sword and making a slashing gesture, and then asking the other person if he is ready. It's like when the executioner asks the condemned if he's ready.

Facing Xiao Qingfeng's eyes, Quan Le, who had always maintained his calm and self-confidence, suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and he had a feeling at this moment. This time, I'm going to die, and I'm supposed to be dead.

Quickly shook his head and put aside the thoughts that he shouldn't have, Quan Le snorted coldly: "Pretend to be a ghost!"

Swish!

When Quan Le finished saying the ghost word, Xiao Qingfeng's eyes flashed, and with a movement in his hand, he directly cut the sword in his hand. When the sword went down, the blade of the sword emitted a faint golden light, and it slashed directly on the silk mesh.

Sonor!

Another burst of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the white light of the wire mesh collided with the golden light of the Relief Sword.

"How-how-but-" Quan Le's face was full of horror, but he couldn't finish saying this.

The sword didn't split the net, but he embedded it in Quanle's neck. Then, there is no then. Quan Le never thought that he would die like this, this strange way of death!

After Izumi Le's death, the demon capture net wrapped around him suddenly broke away and turned into a small net the size of a palm.

"Whew!"

Exhaled a breath, Xiao Qingfeng sat directly on the ground.

In fact, with his mana, he couldn't drive the Sword of Liberation at all, but he was very lucky, and the sword had an aura of relief. As a disciple of Master Shi Ran, Xiao Qingfeng has a very close relationship with Shi Ran, so he can let the breath help.

It's a wonderful thing that involves the mind. With Xiao Qingfeng's current cultivation, he also has knowledge, but he doesn't understand it anyway.

After resting for a while, Xiao Qingfeng struggled to stand up, then put away the demon net, and said to Zhenyan and the others: "How are you guys, are you okay?"

"It's fine!"

The people of Zhenyan also struggled to stand up, and none of them said anything to Xiao Qingfeng's collection of demon nets. It's not that I don't want to, but I don't have that face at all. Anyway, in the matter of Quanle, they are not as good as Xiao Qingfeng.

Twisting his neck slightly, Xiao Qingfeng asked at the mantra, "Senior brother, what should we do now?"

After thinking about it, the truth said: "Bring his body back to the sect, I'm afraid we will be in trouble next, maybe we will be grounded in the sect again." ”

Originally, Xiao Qingfeng and they had better bring Quan Le back alive. But none of them had that idea, because it was so embarrassing.

If it spreads, it will be ruined. Besides, they all understood that if Quan Le was brought back, he would not necessarily die. Therefore, it was tacit that I didn't mention the idea of bringing it back alive.

Just as Xiao Qingfeng and the others were about to rein in Quan Le's corpse, suddenly a light rushed towards this side. The light was very fast, and it only took a few breaths to fall in front of Xiao Qingfeng and them. (To be continued.) )