The sharp dagger slashed through the void, fiercely stimulating Zhao Tianbo's flesh and blood, and the scarlet blood slipped down the dagger's "tick tock".

Seeing this scene, everyone present was stunned.

"Senior Brother Zhao!"

Looking at the dagger that passed through Zhao Tian's chest, the face of the disciple of the One Sword Sect suddenly changed, and he suddenly exclaimed, his voice full of sorrow.

Lowering his head, Zhao Tianbo looked at the dagger with blood on his chest in disbelief, slowly turned his head, looked at the young man in black robe, and asked hoarsely, "Why?"

Zhao Tianbo never imagined that his fellow disciple Zhang Da since he was a child would betray him at such a critical moment and stab him in the back.

The pain permeated his whole body, eroding Zhao Tianbo's consciousness.

However, compared to the pain from the body, the internal force was as if it had been torn apart, and this betrayal of his loved ones made Zhao Tian's heart twist.

"Senior Brother Zhao, I'm sorry!" The black-robed young man met that pair of desperate eyes, his heart suddenly ached, and he couldn't help but think of the bits and pieces of the two from childhood to adulthood, Zhao Tianbo was like a brother, silently helping him and defending him, if it wasn't for the last resort, he wouldn't make a move on this Zhao Tian, who was like a brother.

"You're in a league with them, right?" Zhao Tianbo asked with a bitter expression.

The black-robed young man nodded silently.

"Mo Lin, you traitor, Lao Tzu slaughtered you!" Hearing this, the disciple of the One Sword Sect standing behind him suddenly had a look of anger on his face, and he didn't care about the heart-devouring poison on his body, and the internal force in the late stage of the Tongmai Realm gushed out, and slashed at Mo Lin's back with a knife.

"Get out!"

Looking at the sword light that slashed down angrily, a cold light flashed in Merlin's eyes, and he shouted in vain, quickly drew his saber, blocked the attack of this sword sect disciple, and then lifted his right foot like a python out of a hole, and lifted it on the disciple's abdomen, and the latter flew out directly upside down.

For Zhao Tianbo, Mo Lin may have a trace of guilt in his heart, but for these ordinary disciples of the One Sword Sect, he is not so angry.

After all, in the One Sword Sect, there were very few people who were kind to him, and Zhao Tianbo was just one of them.

The disciple of the One Sword Sect got up from the ground, endured the pain in his chest, stared at the black-robed young man with a cold face, and suddenly laughed wildly: "Mo Lin, if you betray the One Sword Sect, you will definitely die a good death!"

After saying this, the One Sword Sect disciple spurted blood from his mouth and fell to the ground without his voice.

"Senior Brother Xianglan!"

Seeing this, the rest of the disciples of the One Sword Sect immediately rushed over, hugging the young man who had lost his breath, and the sadness in their hearts arose, and immediately, they stared at Mo Lin, and their voices were like beasts on the verge of death: "Senior Brother Xianglan is right, Mo Lin, if you betray the One Sword Sect, you will definitely die and be buried in the next day." ”

Looking at the young man lying in everyone's arms, his face had already lost his blood, Zhao Tianbo suddenly felt that he had lost his strength, his knees weakened, and he knelt on the ground.

Two tears of sadness were drawn in his eyes!

After taking a sharp breath, Zhao Tianbo raised his head, stared at the black-robed young man, and begged: "Xiao Linzi, for the sake of being the same door for so many years, I beg you to let them go!"

Hearing this, the black-robed young man fell silent.

In the jungle, seeing the side of the brothers killing each other, Yang Ming couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, the rivers and lakes are a big family, and it is also a big dye vat, in which there are both love and hatred.

In fact, even the high-level of the One Sword Sect could not have imagined that the genius disciple he had cultivated since childhood was actually just a chess piece planted by the Poison Dragon Sect many years ago.

With a deep exhalation, Yang Ming pulled out the black iron sword in his backpack, he knew in his heart that if there was no conspiracy to curb the Poison Dragon Sect at this time, not only would these elite disciples of the sect die, but Yunzhou would also face the disaster of devastation, and the great battle hundreds of years ago was the best proof of this.

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Under the gloomy laughter of the blue-clothed young man, a small embroidery needle shot at Tang Qinglian, because the two were too close, and the speed of the embroidery needle was too fast, causing Tang Qinglian to watch the embroidery needle sink into his chest.

With a muffled snort, Tang Qinglian's whole person staggered back a few steps, the giant knife in his hand suddenly fell, and his delicate body was completely paralyzed.

In an instant, the two geniuses of the One Sword Sect were both hit, and everyone's hopes were dashed in an instant, and many people showed despair on their faces.

originally thought that with Tang Qinglian's joining, even if he couldn't get the antidote, he could ensure his safety, but he didn't expect the situation to be reversed, one was betrayed by his peers, and the other was also attacked by a dark arrow.

Seeing that the situation was back in control, the young man in blue couldn't help laughing, looked at Tang Qinglian condescendingly, and said gloomily: "I've always disliked threats from others, even women. ”

"So, you have to pay for what you just did!" The blue-robed young man toed a little, and with a strange concussive force, the heavy giant knife suddenly bounced up from the ground and fell into the hands of the blue-robed young man, and then if it was just now, the blade was on the latter's shoulder.

It's just that this time the roles have been reversed.

"Such a beauty, it's a pity to kill it, Brother Yan, how about handing it over to me?" At this time, Yin Li, who had been silent, suddenly said with a smile.

He has coveted Tang Qinglian for a long time, and it would definitely be a pity if he couldn't kiss Fangze.

Hearing this, the blue-clothed young man frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Yin Li, I advise you to put away this thought, otherwise, one day you will definitely have a catastrophe." ”

This time, they entered the Medicine King Valley, but they took a lot of effort to prepare, and they had been preparing for decades, and now, the plan was only half successful, and the blood of the Black Jiao was not obtained, if something happened halfway, then they would return to the Divine Sect, and I am afraid that they would be punished by the sect leader.

Almost every one of them had understood the methods of the mysterious sect master, and now that they thought about it, they could all feel the chill in their hearts.

The warning of the young man in blue made De Yin smile awkwardly, and immediately stopped speaking, the two have been on a mission together for many years, and everyone knows the tempers of both sides, and the young man in blue obviously rejected his proposal.

The giant knife was raised slightly, the sharp blade slanted down, and the blue-clothed young man was expressionless, and slashed towards Tang Qinglian's jade neck.

"Senior Sister Tang!"

"Senior sister!"

Seeing this scene, those disciples of the One Sword Sect were immediately shocked and exclaimed, and the rest of them couldn't bear to close their eyes.

"Woo!"

However, just when everyone was desperate, a black shadow flew out of the jungle, like a big windmill, and smashed into the back of the blue-clothed boy's head.