In less than a few seconds, Duan Xing shook his body several times in a row and arrived at the place where the shout sounded. As soon as he landed, Peng Jia brought up a phantom and followed Duan Xing to the ground.

Duan Xing raised his eyes and saw that there were corpses of Xingzhu disciples all over the ground, and only Ding Chunqiu, a living person in the entire Xingzhu Sect, was standing against the hundreds of people opposite.

But I saw that the hundreds of people on the opposite side were dressed in uniform and neat styles, all of them were holding cold, cold and ruthless crossbow arrows in their hands, and carrying various weapons, including long swords, machetes, iron claws, hidden weapons, and so on. The face showed a cold expression that had killed too many people and became indifferent to life.

What surprised Duan Xing the most was that there were two people standing in front of this team, and they were Murong Fu who had just fled with his head in his hands, and Hao Yougen, a thousand households of the Third Division.

Looking at Murong Fu's calm and energetic appearance at this time, where is the miserable image of being seriously injured just now, and he still needs to be supported by others to walk.

"This guy's acting skills are getting higher and higher, it's really impossible to guard!" Duan Xing secretly gave Murong Fu a big evaluation.

Murong Fu just glanced in Duan Xing's direction, then turned back, continued to stare at Ding Chunqiu, and said in a high-minded, charity-like tone: "Ding Chunqiu, the prince remembered that your martial arts were not easy to come by, and I specially ordered you to give you a chance to live." As long as you are willing to surrender to the prince, not to mention that you will enjoy endless glory and wealth in the future, it is not impossible to become the leader of the martial arts alliance. ”

At this time, Ding Chunqiu was even more embarrassed than when he fled before, and his left shoulder was hanging limply on the side of his body because he was pierced by Duan Xing's "Six Veins Divine Sword". The right wrist was twisted irregularly, as if it had been forcibly broken by brute force.

There were at least dozens of arrows on his body and legs, and blood was constantly flowing out along the shafts of the arrows. If you look closely, you can still see that Ding Chunqiu's thighs are trembling very lightly and slightly, obviously beyond his strength, purely relying on willpower, barely supporting his body.

His clothes were torn and bloodstained, like a bad old man crawling out of a pile of dead people, this is the portrayal of Ding Chunqiu that Duan Xing saw now.

It is conceivable that a congenital master can not stand on his feet when he arrives. How serious Ding Chunqiu's injuries have been.

I don't know where I lost half of the goose feather fan. With his twisted right hand, he flicked the hair on his forehead, Ding Chunqiu sneered, and said disdainfully: "Murong Xiao'er, what a heroic figure your ancestor Murong Longcheng is. How to your generation. It was reduced to being a dog leg for others. What a shame on your ancestors. Do you want the old man to surrender? Kneel on the ground and shout three times, 'Old Fairy Grandpa'. Maybe the old man can still think about it. ”

Looking at Murong Fu with disdain, although Ding Chunqiu was seriously injured, his momentum was still surging. This kind of spirit of seeing death as home. Duan Xing looked straight, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said secretly: "The characters are messed up, is this still the despicable and insidious, deceitful and ruthless Ding Chunqiu......, who is cruel and ruthless?

I thought that Murong Fu would be furious, but unexpectedly, Murong Fu just smiled calmly and said: "Old Monster Ding, aren't you just afraid that after you take refuge in the prince, your status will be below me? Otherwise, today next year will be your death day. ”

After speaking, Murong Fu's expression became a little hideous and terrifying, and a fan in his hand "snapped" together, and there was a big disagreement, so he drew his knife and faced each other.

After Ding Chunqiu's expression was heard, he seemed to be intended, his eyes were hesitant, and suddenly, hahadaxiao got up and said: "The old man almost fell for your little trick, once he takes refuge in your prince of Laoshizi, the old man will not be driven by others for the rest of his life, and there will be no freedom at all." What kind of old immortal is still falsely called, and what is learned is free, it is really a joke. ”

Looking at Murong Fu fiercely, Ding Chunqiu continued: "Xiao'er, the old man will pull you on his back even if he dies. Taking advantage of everyone's unpreparedness, Ding Chunqiu endured the severe pain of being twisted off his right hand, raised it and waved his cuffs again and again, among the hundreds of people who were neatly dressed and uniformly dressed in the three divisions, except for a few people who hurriedly left the team and fled in a hurry, the others looked at Ding Chunqiu curiously, and for some reason they saw him waving his sleeves and did not see any movement.

It was at that moment that Murong Fu shouted: "Shoot him with a crossbow arrow! When he shouted the first word, Murong Fu's figure had already begun to retreat backwards, and when Zuihou said a word, Murong Fu had already withdrawn from the 100-meter drive, and he was still uneasy, and retreated nearly 100 meters, and then looked at the center cautiously.

A faint cloud of smoke appeared in the blink of an eye, enveloping the future and the fleeing Sansimen people, and then slowly dissipated, far away, Murong Fu could still smell the pungent sour smell in the smoke.

But seeing the masters of the three divisions lying on the ground, they all showed panicked and painful expressions, but they had already been killed and injured in just a few seconds. The moment of death must have been a terrible experience.

There was not a single wound on the body, not even a drop of blood came out, but the skin of these Sansimen masters was detaching little by little, and even if they died, the skin kept falling off until there was soft and tender flesh without any protection. The most frightening thing is that the tender meat only lasted less than a minute, and then it began to fall slowly, and then rotted, pus, and the foul smell emitted attracted several flying mountain eagles in the sky, screaming and hovering in the air, refusing to leave.

At this time, Ding Chunqiu was not having a good time, and dozens of crossbow arrows appeared on his body. Even if he is a master of the innate realm, the strength of the body protection is so strong that it is impossible for idle people to break through. But in the face of crossbow arrows that were fired from all directions at close range and had super penetrating power, they still did not survive.

Especially the people who shoot these arrows are all martial arts masters, and the arrows are accompanied by their internal strength and true qi, one or two may not be able to hit Ding Chunqiu's body, but there are too many of them, and Ding Chunqiu's body protection qi cannot resist such a dense attack at the same time. Quack laughed twice, and Ding Chunqiu shouted: "Murong Xiao'er, the old man is waiting for you on Huangquan Road." ”

After saying a word, Ding Chunqiu shook his body, "pounced", his head was on his back, and he fell straight to the ground.

Murong Fu glanced at Ding Chunqiu's body coldly, looked up and found that Duan Xing and Peng Jia were in the opposite direction of him, and they also looked here from a distance of hundreds of meters, looked around at the subordinates of the Sansimen who were less than a dozen people left, snorted coldly, and said, "Let's go." "Turn around and leave.

Hao Yougen, a thousand households of the Three Divisions, greedily glanced at the cheats scattered all over the place, those were the essence of the martial arts of each family that the Xingzhu Sect had forced other families to write silently, and with them, he might be able to make his martial arts go further. But seeing Duan Xing and Peng Jia standing opposite, and after weighing the comparison between the two sides, Hao Yougen turned his head directly, and hurriedly left after Murong Fu without saying a word. (To be continued......)