After Qin Xiaotian pulled out the Flame Sword, the sword body was covered with bloodstains, and in less than a moment, the blood stains on the sword body disappeared suddenly, because the Flame Sword absorbed the blood stains of the Divine Master. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After looking at the faint red light on the sword's body, he glanced at the master of the god who was lying motionless on the ground a few times, and muttered: "Do you still want to punish the god? Lao Tzu will punish the demon and kill you, the old devil!"

Suddenly, with a snap, Master Zhushen's body exploded, and suddenly a foul smell came to his nose, Qin Xiaotian hurriedly covered his nose and jumped back. As for the explosion of its body, Qin Xiaotian still couldn't find out what the reason was! He didn't think about it so much, anyway, he had already got rid of it, and from then on, there were no more disciples of the Demon Sect and disciples of the Bathing Sect secretly trading.

In the matter of trading, many disciples of the Bathing Sect agreed that it was Zhou Chousheng who was taking revenge on the Bathing Sect, so he secretly traded with the Demon Sect in this way, and transported the elixir cultivated by the Immortal Venerables of the Bathing Sect to the Demon Sect. There is such a dirty transaction, it is completely the corruption of the disciples of the outer sect, and I don't know how many elixirs have been cultivated in the alchemy room, so that some immortal cultivators with bad conduct will take the sheep by the way, and a few boxes today and a few boxes tomorrow will be given to the owner of the pawnshop, and the boss will then change hands to the disciples of the Demon Sect, so that for a long time, the number has become more and more huge.

Thinking of this, Qin Xiaotian felt faintly uneasy and extremely angry. Over the years, I don't know how many times Zhou Chousheng has traded with them, and according to estimates, at least thousands of boxes of elixirs have been shipped to the Demon Sect. This amount has to cost a lot of effort on the disciples in the alchemy room!

The cold wind whistled from the mountain ridge, blowing the branches on the ridge to make a rustling sound, Qin Xiaotian looked at the Zhushen Cave Mansion that had collapsed, from then on, there should be no so-called comet on this meteor ridge.

Qin Xiaotian carried the flaming sword in his hand on his shoulder, and seemed to have relieved the burden in his heart a little, and walked down the mountain. The cold wind blew across his handsome white face like a knife, and he shivered, and he wrapped his robe even tighter. At this time, he thought of the ballad sung by the coachman on the way here, and hummed it alone, and felt much more comfortable in his heart. It turned out that he did not have a coachman happy in his heart at all, although he relied on driving horses, herding horses and cattle every day, but they were down-to-earth and seemed to be living a carefree life.

It was a seemingly ordinary life, which many immortal cultivators yearn for, and Qin Xiaotian is the same...

Now he thought of Zhou Chousheng and the others, as long as they didn't make any mistakes on the road, they would have arrived at the outer sect safe and sound. On the way, a group of bandits have been wiped out by Qin Xiaotian, I believe that there will be no roadblocks, not to mention that there are three disciples to protect Zhou Chousheng's safety, there should be no problem! Qin Xiaotian thinks that he has always acted very cautiously, and some older immortals will never be able to do so.

I don't know why? After thinking of the safety of Zhou Chousheng and the others, his heart was always restless, their figures appeared and shook in front of Qin Xiaotian's eyes, and a thought of wanting to return to the Outer Sect drove him, and he couldn't help but stride forward, follow the original path, and run in the direction of the Outer Sect...

About an hour long, Qin Xiaotian rushed to the col where the bandits had fought before, not far away, a carriage stopped in the middle of the road, and the other carriage did not know where to go, Qin Xiaotian was taken aback, and a kind of omen faintly appeared in his heart, becoming clearer and clearer, thinking of this, his chest tightened, and he ran towards the carriage at great speed...

After standing still, a bloody scene happened, several disciples died tragically in the middle of the mountain road, miserable, Qin Xiaotian stopped the grief in his heart, and ran to the carriage, together with Zhou Chousheng also died tragically on the carriage, accidentally found that the little coachman on the first carriage, his hand was still tightly holding the reins, he ran up, touched the coachman's pulse with his hand, and saw that there was no obvious wound on his body, he must have been knocked unconscious and died.

Qin Xiaotian shouted loudly, "Little master, little master, wake up, I killed you・・・・・"

After a while, the coachman in the first carriage woke up, he slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw that it was Qin Xiaotian's arrival, he cried again, "Sect Master, we have met a bandit." "No need to ask, Qin Xiaotian already knows a little, it must be the bandits!

Qin Xiaotian comforted him in a low voice, don't be afraid, with me here, I am not afraid of any bandits at all! Then, he walked to the back and carefully examined the wounds of Zhou Chousheng and the other four, all of whom were stabbed to death by sharp swords. When I looked down at the cliff, the carriage behind me had fallen off the cliff dozens of meters high, and the driver in the car should have also been killed alive. At this moment, Qin Xiaotian was short of breath, carried the bodies of the three disciples into the carriage, closed the door, and glared a few times in the direction where the bandits appeared before, and then became gritted his teeth, before he walked to the front and said to the coachman: "You sit in the car first, I will drive the horses, we will rush back to the outer sect immediately, the bandits here, I will come back tomorrow to clean them up!"

"Well, thank you, Sect Master. ”

The coachman handed the reins in his hand to Qin Xiaotian, and then sat on the front seat of the carriage, looking at the corpses of Old Man Zhou and the three disciples in the carriage, which disappeared in a blink of an eye, and his heart was very sad. The coachman's carriage ran in front, and the thieves chased after him from behind, and they had already killed Zhou Chousheng and others in the car, and then took away the fakes on the car.

In the morning, their brothers and sisters were killed by Qin Xiaotian, dozens of people died, and when the carriage came back, the bandits on the mountain rushed down the mountain to avenge their dead brothers!

Qin Xiaotian raised the long whip in his hand, shouted, and slammed the whip on the horse's back, the horse was originally frightened just now, and he groaned a few times and went in the direction of the outer sect.

Along the way, Qin Xiaotian was in a heavy mood, Zhou Chousheng and a few others, this time they were guilty of meritorious service, although they were also extremely evil, as long as they sincerely repented, the Bathing Sect would also give them this opportunity, and it was not good to be killed by the bandits・・・・・

After arriving at the outer sect, Qin Xiaotian called several disciples and carried the bodies of Zhou Chousheng and several disciples to be buried. After Liu Erhu and the others learned this information, they all came to ask him what happened, and he told them about the situation, Liu Erhu was full of anger and said, "Those hateful bandits!"

At noon the next day, Qin Xiaotian hid the Flame Sword, dressed up as a wealthy merchant, and took a few immortal cultivators, who carried some things on their shoulders, and appeared on the road of the mountain col again. One of the bandits' spies found out the news and rushed down with men and horses, blocking their way. Several immortal cultivators with things on their shoulders were none other than Liu Erhu and Master Qingling, as well as Master Qingyuan, who appeared this time specifically to kill the bandits here.

Qin Xiaotian and the others immediately stopped, looking at their arrival, more than a dozen thieves in black robes rushed over and shouted at Qin Xiaotian and the four of them: "Hurry up and put down your things, maybe let you live!"

"Living?" Qin Xiaotian said coldly.

Then he shouted at the three people behind him, and said, "Kill them, and then go straight to their lair and kill all these hateful Demon Sect disciples!"

Liu Erhu and the others threw away the things on their shoulders, pulled out their weapons, and rushed up to slash and slash, Qin Xiaotian clenched the flame sword in his hand, swept wildly, and soon mourned all over the field, blood flowed all over the ground, after cleaning up this group of bandits, he took the three of them to pounce on the thieves' lair.