After Pei Qiye retreated to the side, those sect interception disciples rushed to Tang San's burial with a sinister smile. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After all, there was only one Tang San burial, and there were more than 100 people on his side.

With such a huge difference in numbers, the advantages are obvious.

Although Tang San's ability is higher than his own, it is not so high that it is unattainable.

With so many sect disciples rushing forward, the outcome is still unknown.

Moreover, there was also a Pei Qiye whose ability was slightly inferior to Tang San's, so those sect interception disciples were not worried that they would lose, after all, there were so many people on their side

However, a large number of people does not mean anything, and the rabble plus another group of rabble is still a rabble.

Moreover, the white bone fan in Tang San's hand was not vegetarian.

So there is no reason to be afraid at all, and then I saw the group of sectarian disciples who rushed up screaming "wow", and they should be very proud.

After all, there are so many people, even if one person spits on him, he can bury Tang San and drown.

It's just wishful thinking......

Tang Sanfu looked at the sect disciples who were flocking to him, his face expressionless.

With a wave of the white bone fan in his hand, the miserable yin wind fanned out of the fan and swept towards those sect interception disciples.

Then I heard a "bang".

About half of the sectarian disciples were swept into white bones, scattered all over the ground, and piled up together.

With this effort, more than half of the sectarian disciples were finished.

When the other sect disciples saw this, they dared to rush to Tang San's funeral, and they didn't know who shouted, "Everyone run away, that magic weapon is powerful, run away!"

The man shouted, and the other sect disciples turned around and ran backwards desperately.

However, Tang Sanfu didn't plan to let them go like this, the so-called "cutting the grass without removing the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows".

Of course, Tang Sanfu understood this truth, so the white bone fan in his hand waved it again without hesitation.

"Wow"

The miserable yin wind fanned out of the fan, swept away the remaining sect interception disciples, and took their lives at once, making them a pile of white bones that had already returned to the west.

Pei Qiye, who retreated to the side, changed his face, he didn't expect Tang Sanfu to have such a powerful magic weapon.

"Well, Yanmar, you're the only one left. Tang Sanfu smiled, stared at her chest with malicious intent, and said, "You are not my opponent in the future, in this way, as long as you let me kiss a few bites, let me touch this plump breast, and I will let you live, how about it?"

Pei Qiye snorted coldly, tiptoed a little, and hurriedly fled towards the camp.

She knew that Tang Sanfu and Jiang Mengxuan had a lot to do with her, and now that she was holding Jiang Mengxuan hostage to blackmail Tang Sanfu, she might be able to turn the situation around.

However, when she came to the camp, she didn't see Jiang Mengxuan being caught by the thirty sect disciples and sect interception disciples who were hidden in the tent with the god list.

Instead, it was a scene of fierce fighting.

The two sides of the fierce battle were the thirty sectarian disciples and Jiang Mengxuan and the eighteen children of the princes who were arrested.

Tang San's method of diverting the tiger from the mountain was to use herself as bait, and when she led out the people who intercepted the sect to chase and kill, she Jiang Mengxuan took the opportunity to seize the god list.

Pei Qiye also guessed that they would make a plan to transfer the tiger away from the mountain, so he arranged thirty disciples in advance to hide in the tent where the god list was placed.

When Jiang Mengxuan, who snatched the god list, appeared, she was caught off guard by the killing of the thirty sect disciples and took her away.

With Jiang Mengxuan's ability, he shouldn't have the ability to deal with thirty sectarian disciples at once.

Pei Qiye expected it well, but he didn't expect that when Tang San was buried and the tiger left the mountain, Jiang Mengxuan, who came to snatch back the god list, first went to save the children of the princes who were arrested, and then went to snatch the god list with the children of those princes.

Although Jiang Mengxuan couldn't deal with thirty sectarian disciples at the same time, with the help of those princes' children, the pressure she was under was shared a lot.

Although the children of the eighteen princes are a little intimidated, they are after all the three generations of the sect and have a little combat power.

Coupled with Jiang Mengxuan, the nineteen people on their side and the thirty sectarian disciples fought fiercely in one place, and the victory was not scored.

When Pei Qiye came, the two forces were fighting lively.

"How so?"

Seeing that Jiang Mengxuan had injured several sect disciples in a row, Pei Qiye frowned, and his heart was even more annoyed.

Although she had expected that Tang San's funeral would have the means of diverting the tiger from the mountain, and she had already calculated it, she hadn't had much time to be proud.

Tang San, who was forced to be on the cliff, instead used a white bone fan to turn more than 100 sect disciples on his side into white bones.

Not only did he not catch Tang San's burial, but he lost so many sect disciples, how could he not make Pei Qiye angry.

Pei Qiye's hatred for Tang San's funeral even reached the point of crushing her bones and scattering ashes, although between her words, she talked and laughed.

That mouthful of "Brother Tang" listened to kindly and ambiguously, as for the depths of her heart, she couldn't let go of her hatred for Tang San's burial.

In that lair on Qishan that day, Tang San humiliated himself like that, although he only kissed his face.

But this is like a lingering nightmare, every time in the dead of night, Pei Qiye will be woken up by such a nightmare.

In the dream, Tang Sanfu not only kissed himself, but also stripped himself naked of his clothes, wanting to do something wrong......

Every time he thought of such a dream, Pei Qiye gritted his teeth, and he couldn't wait to talk about Tang San's burial of ten thousand pieces of corpses.

On the surface, Pei Qiye is a slightly pungent woman, but in fact, in her bones, Pei Qiye, who is clean and self-conscious, is not something that ordinary chaste and fierce women can achieve.

At this time, seeing that Jiang Mengxuan had injured several sect disciples in a row, Pei Qiye snorted angrily, took out a knife from the dantian, and held it in the jade hand.

It was a cutlass that was pitch black.

The knife is about half a meter long, and the head of the demon is carved on the hilt, and the blade is pitch black and thin like paper, and the blade is sharp and cold.

The whole knife exudes a chilling aura.

It was not the arrogance of death, but the arrogance of demons.

The knife was wrapped in black demonic energy, Pei Qiye pursed her lips and sneered, she didn't want to show such a magic weapon.

Because she felt that with her own strength, in this realm, the "Night Long Whip" was enough.

It's just that she didn't expect that she ran into Tang San's funeral, and the dark night whip was destroyed by him.

It may be the opponent of fate, Pei Qiye held the magic knife and pointed at Jiang Mengxuan, his face expressionless.

"Let me show you what I'm really capable of. ”

She sneered, struck, and swung her knife.

There was a "whew" sound......

The sword was like the wind, and the swift and cold wind swept towards Jiang Mengxuan.

Jiang Mengxuan frowned, and her intuition told her that this time was very powerful, so she didn't resist, but chose to dodge and avoid the past.

And even so, when the wind-like sword swept by, it was still wrapped in countless blood lights, and blood splattered from it, leaving a long pool of blood on the ground.

Fallen to the ground, dead, eighteen corpses, eighteen children of princes, eighteen explanators.

Eighteen cowards.

"Why are you still stunned, don't take Miss Jiang yet. ”

Others were frightened, Pei Qiye's strength seemed to be too terrifying, but Pei Qiye was expressionless.

Because she's waiting......