Chapter 442 Kunlun's top hegemony dream

Countless flames shook in the jungle, and the shouts of the disciples of the Xuezhu Sect and Qin Lingxue were heard in their ears, Liu Xuanyu and Liu Qingyuan took advantage of the fact that those people had not arrived to hide Du Yizhi's body safely, and then they came to the front and searched in the direction of Ma Kun with Qin Lingxue and others.

In the dark night, when he couldn't see his five fingers, Ma Kun hugged Xue Jidiao and cried in pain, and the cry reached Qin Lingxue's ears, and then he saw Qin Lingxue leading everyone to the front.

"Diao'er, you died so miserably・・・・・" Seeing someone coming, Ma Kun pretended to be sobbing in pain.

Before Qin Lingxue came, Ma Kun seemed to see Qin Lingxue's arrival, and he knelt down in front of Qin Lingxue, sobbing bitterly: "Master・・・・・・ child deserves death, he failed to help the master regain the treasure of the town faction, Kunlun Xue Juding, and killed so many fellow disciples, please kill the child・・・・・・ woo woo・・・・・・"

The cry of liver and intestines broke into everyone's hearts, making everyone's nose sour, and followed Ma Kun to sob.

Even Liu Xuanyu and Liu Qingyuan were doubting whether what Du Yizhi said just now was nonsense.

"Okay, Kun'er, Xue Juding can still be recovered if it is stolen, as long as Kun'er is safe as a teacher, you can rest assured"

After Qin Lingxue gritted her teeth, she shook off her sleeves and walked towards the Snow Bamboo Gate with an expressionless face.

Could it be that Qin Lingxue really didn't care about the loss of Xue Juding?

Qin Lingxue's observation of Ma Kun for many days, Qin Lingxue had long suspected that the theft of Xue Juding had something to do with him, but he couldn't produce evidence for a while, and he couldn't blame others just by guessing, and now the people of Xuezhumen were panicked, and the disciples under his hands had been killed and injured countless times, and he had lost a palm. The crumbling Snow Bamboo Gate was just the time to employ people, and Qin Lingxue still understood the truth.

Ma Kun grew up under Qin Lingxue's knees since he was a child, and Qin Lingxue still has some feelings for him, after all, Qin Lingxue, who is over fifty years old, has no children under his knees, and there is no disciple like Ma Kun's kung fu to take over the responsibility of Xuezhumen.

As long as he gets the Tiger Roar Sword, as long as he gets the Tiger Roar Sword, Qin Lingxue can dominate the martial arts, and it is not too late to hold Ma Kun accountable for his betrayal.

Dou Chuyi, the jade-faced evil god of the Wanling Divine Sect, who was holding a vajra iron pestle and a face like a white jade crotch and a jujube red fast horse, was ordered by Xing Tianci to lead everyone to fly towards Fengyu Town, and everyone came to the foot of Kunlun Mountain and stopped.

Looking at the snow-capped Kunlun Mountain, Dou Chuyi accidentally remembered Du Yizhi who secretly reported the news, Dou Chuyi did not receive any news from Du Yizhi for several days, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost, and at this time, the voice of Shen Yunfei, the six-fingered evil qin, came from afar.

"Brother Dou, how can there be Du Yizhi's grave here?"

Dou Chu's eyebrows trembled slightly, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly rushed over, and an isolated new tomb appeared in front of him, only to see that the tombstone of the bluestone slab was engraved: The tomb of the junior brother Du Yizhi, the payment turned out to be the five brothers of the Five Poison Dragon Clan of the Great Desert.

Only now did Dou Chu know that this person who had always been loyal to him was actually a disciple of the Longmen Desert.

"Brother Dou" Dong Qin said: "I have long heard that the Longmen Desert has always been at odds with Xuezhumen, and I heard that the Longmen Desert has been tracking down the whereabouts of Kunlun Xuejuding for many years, could it be that this Du Yizhi was killed by Xuezhumen?"

Dou Chu thought for a moment and nodded, "According to this reasoning, it should be Xuezhumen's doing, alas, ・・・・・・"

Looking at Du Yizhi's grave, Dou Chuyi fell into deep thought, and a faint regret for Du Yizhi's death appeared in the corner of his eyes.

Qin Chuhong and Ling Yuehua said goodbye to Dou Chuyi and the others, and took the opportunity to blend into the realm of Xuezhumen.

Qin Lingxue, who had recovered from his injuries slightly, was practicing on a flat place halfway up the mountain with a sword in one hand, and he appeared and fused with the snowflakes floating in the sky.

The ever-changing moves were dazzling, and the scattered white snow involuntarily merged into one under the shock of Qin Lingxue's sword qi, and with the long sword he swung, the snowflakes went straight to a green pine in front of him, and with a loud bang, the snowflakes scattered and cracked, and then the green pine shook from side to side, shaking the snow that was pressing on the branches.

Qin Lingxue's eyes showed a satisfied smile, at this time, a hare that came out to forage appeared a few zhang away, Qin Lingxue's eyes narrowed slightly, and then waved the sword in his hand, the snowflake at the edge of the sword had not had time to land and had turned into a drop of clear water, the clear water condensed into a tiny ice particle under the pressure of Qin Lingxue's internal force, it was too late, that was fast, just at the moment when the hare realized that the danger was coming and was about to escape into the cave, a grain of cold ice flew over, let out a scream and shot into the body of the white rabbit, the white rabbit's limbs twitched for a moment and then lost its breath。

Qin Lingxue smiled slightly and said, "Xue Ji Diao went and picked it up for me・・・・・・"

As soon as these words came out, he suddenly realized that the rather spiritual Xue Ji Eagle no longer existed, and a sense of desolation hit his heart.

"Sister Hong, now that Qin Lingxue has lost a palm, it's the right time for us to kill him."

Behind the snow not far away, there was a conversation between Ling Yuehua and Qin Chuhong.

Qin Chuhong observed Qin Lingxue for a while and said: "Qin Lingxue's internal strength is so powerful, he is worthy of being the head of the Xuezhu Sect, now he is the only one here, and it is a good opportunity to start at this time."

Then the two of them planned to draw their weapons and observe Qin Lingxue's movements, just waiting for the opportunity to surprise and make a fatal move.

The sword in Qin Lingxue's hand flew in the air for a while, and landed precisely in the scabbard on the side, and then Qin Lingxue habitually stretched out the folding fan on her waist to enjoy this endless Kunlun snow scene.

"The snow in Kunlun is drifting, and everything in heaven and earth is hidden in it.

Looking at the heroes of Kyushu from afar, it is not as good as the sword of the gentleman of the West River.

One day, sweep Liuhe, hug the unicorn and return with a roar.

Zhuxian and martial arts are all sunset, but snow and bamboo dominate the world・・・・・・ have you two heard enough?"

Suddenly, Qin Lingxue viciously shouted at Ling Yuehua and the others who were hiding behind her.

As soon as these words came out, Ling Yuehua's heart trembled, and she had a bad premonition, just as she was about to draw her sword and prepare to attack, Qin Lingxue had already jumped up, and a powerful and sharp true qi slashed out from his folding fan, and in the blink of an eye, she had already come to the front.

Ling Yuehua and Qin Chuhong dodged left and right, jumping more than a zhang high before they could be regarded as dodging Qin Lingxue's attack. The true qi of Qin Lingxue's folding fan made a loud noise in the snow, and then the snowflakes scattered and drifted away.

"Ling Yuehua, you're not dead?"

The moment she saw Ling Yuehua, Qin Lingxue was shocked, didn't Ling Yuehua fall off a cliff and die? Why did she suddenly appear now? What surprised Qin Lingxue even more was that she also took refuge in the Wanling Divine Sect?

Hearing Qin Lingxue's words, Ling Yuehua felt inexplicable, who was Ling Yuehua? Why did Qin Lingxue call out this person's name? Gradually, Ling Yuehua slowed down his offensive moves.

"Qing'er, ignore him, kill him first," Qin Chuhong urged.