At first, Xia Qianrui could still dodge, but as the number of light bars increased, he was obviously powerless, and he was constantly illuminated by the bright light, and suddenly a mushy smell came, and the clothes on Xia Qianrui's body burned. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ahh

Xia Qianshu screamed, constantly slapping the flames on his body, but the more he slapped, the more the fire burned, and he felt that his skin and flesh were about to burn.

He hurriedly rushed to Duan Zixiong and said anxiously: "Brother Duan, hurry up and put out the fire for me, burn me to death, hurry up!"

Seeing this, Duan Zixiong hit the West Harrier Cold Ice Palm, and the ice slag continued to fly towards Xia Qian's body, accumulating more and more, and soon extinguished the flames, followed by bursts of green smoke and the smell of skin and flesh.

Xia Qianrui dragged his burned body, and under the stimulation of the ice slag, he felt more and more pain, but in front of hundreds of disciples, he couldn't let the embarrassment show it, but gritted his teeth and endured it.

"Qiu Wancheng, what kind of ghost sword are you, you will still set fire, and you will burn your grandfather to death!" Xia Qianfu said unconvinced.

"What sword, didn't Duan Zixiong tell you?" Qiu Wancheng said with a smile.

Duan Zixiong looked embarrassed at this time, he really didn't tell Xia Qian that the Blood Drinking Sword was in Qiu Wancheng's hand.

"I ...... I don't know what kind of sword it is?" Duan Zixiong said deliberately.

Qiu Wancheng understood at this time that in order to let Xia Qianru join his camp, Duan Zixiong did not tell him about the Blood Drinking Sword, but lied to him.

"Oh, two dog things who have never seen the world, then I'll tell you what kind of sword this is! I've heard of the Blood Drinking Sword, this sword is the Blood Drinking Sword!" Qiu Wancheng laughed.

"Blood Drinking Sword, is it indeed a Blood Drinking Sword?" Xia Qianyan said in horror.

"Of course it's the Blood Drinking Sword, do I have to lie?" Qiu Wancheng said disdainfully.

With a "plop", Xia Qianshu knelt in front of Qiu Wancheng.

"Lord Qiumen, there is a misunderstanding here, I listened to slander, accidentally killed your two hundred disciples, and took away all the gold and silver treasures, but I didn't touch this money at all, it was all sealed in the treasury, and I hope that the Lord of Qiumen will be merciful, and the adults will not remember the villain, and spare my dog's life!"

Seeing Xia Qianrui's cowardice, Qiu Wancheng couldn't help laughing, he knew that Xia Qianrui was a bad seed, and he saw the wind and the rudder, but he didn't expect him to be so cowardly, and knelt down facelessly in public.

"Misunderstanding? You killed two hundred of my disciples, and a misunderstanding will be over? How can my Flying Dragon Gate be so easy to bluff!"

"Lord Qiumen, what the sage said is good, how can a person be a sage and a sage? I will return all your gold and silver treasures, and then I will also give you the gold and silver treasures I have accumulated in the past few years, and I will be entitled to compensation for the accidental killing of your disciples, what do you think?"

Listening to Xia Qiancheng's suggestion, Qiu Wancheng rolled his eyes slyly, he stroked his beard, very thoughtful, Shaoqing sighed: "Alas, Brother Xia, what should I say about you? You are such a big person, and you are deceived by a hairy boy, what a shame! The method you said is not impossible, but I have to add another one." ”

"Add a strip or something?"

"Of course, it's to punish the murderer. ”

"Do you mean that I have to pay for my life before I give up?" Xia Qian said as he stood up with an angry face.

"Brother Xia, you misunderstood, how could I let you pay for your life, brother. You and I were provoked by traitors and villains to meet each other with swords, and of course the murderer is a traitorous villain!"

After speaking, Qiu Wancheng looked at Duan Zixiong with deep meaning, and his face was full of gloomy color.

"Yes, yes, it's Duan Zixiong, the thief, who provokes the relationship between you and me, he is the murderer, he deserves to die! I'll clean him up!" said Xia Qianzhuan and led all the disciples to surround Duan Zixiong.

Seeing this, Duan Zixiong was a little surprised, Qiu Wancheng destroyed Xia Qian in just a few words, and he could see that the blood-drinking sword was already infinitely terrifying.

"Lord Xiamen, don't be fooled, Qiu Wancheng has ulterior motives, he let you kill each other with Humen, and he came to reap the benefits of the fisherman. Look at it, when you and I are both defeated, he will order his disciples to slaughter your Dihumen. Duan Zixiong said.

Xia Qianrui's face was full of anger, and he reacted that in order to unite himself to take revenge on Qiu Wancheng, Duan Zixiong deliberately did not tell the news that the Blood Drinking Sword was in his hand, and used himself as the spearhead, which was really unreasonable!

"You can't beat the blood-drinking sword yourself, but you pull me as a back, it's really vicious! Today I want your life, in order to relieve the hatred in the heart of the Lord of the Autumn Sect. The disciples listened to the order, killed this vicious villain who sowed discord and told right and wrong, and made amends to the master of the Autumn Sect!"

After that, Xia Qianshu took the lead in rushing forward, and all the disciples of the Earth Tiger Gate also rushed forward in order to survive.

Duan Zixiong's martial arts are no longer what they used to be, although he is very afraid of the blood-drinking sword, but he still doesn't pay attention to these small roles in Dihumen.

"Lord Xiamen, in order to flatter Qiu Wancheng, do you really want to embarrass me?"

"Duan Zixiong, I advise you to arrest it with your hands tied, lest there be casualties in my Dihumen when the time comes, and then it will be a simple execution of you!"

"Don't talk nonsense!Then you can do it!" said Duan Zixiong, who opened his stance, and the light blue Xuan Qi continued to gather in his palm, looking like he was about to fight out at any time.

Xia Qian swallowed his saliva, he knew how powerful Duan Zixiong was, but when he saw Qiu Wancheng holding the blood-drinking sword in his hand next to him, he had no choice.

"Come on, give it to me!"

Xia Qianyu was the first to rush forward, and the whip in his hand whipped towards Duan Zixiong.

At the moment when the whip was about to touch Duan Zixiong, the Xuan Qi in his hand suddenly pushed out, and pieces of crushed ice slag poured out, constantly smashing into Xia Qianru and his disciples.

And the whip in Xia Qianrui's hand was motionless in mid-air, and it was frozen. Xia Qianshu tried his best to pull it, but he couldn't pull it, and dozens of disciples of the Dihu Sect were also frozen into ice sculptures.

"Lord Xiamen, go on!" Qiu Wancheng threw his big knife to Xia Qianrui.

"Give it to me!" Xia Qianshu brandished his big knife and slashed at Duan Zixiong, while other disciples also poured in from all directions.

Duan Zixiong just froze the few people who attacked in front, and the one behind stabbed him with a sword, and then the side, his fists were invincible with four hands, he became more and more unable to parry, and the clothes on his body were even torn by the sword, almost cutting the flesh.

Duan Zixiong spun up, constantly pushing the Xuan Qi towards his body, and the disciples of the Earth Tiger Sect continued to turn into ice sculptures, standing still. But more and more people still rushed forward, Duan Zixiong couldn't resist it, jumped in the air, and kept pushing ice cubes and ice slag towards everyone, for a while, covering his eyes.