The blade was long and slender, and it spun violently, splattering gravel and smashing the corpse into pulp.



The beheading sword was withdrawn. Old Ghost Xue's body was still preparing to attack, but Elder Lian was already too dead to die.

He looked through the hole in the wall at the terrifying man opposite.

The tall body, the upper body, the face covered with white bandages, only revealing a pair of eyebrowless cold eyes, and a beheading sword taller than a person, this is a person who can make people feel fear just by looking at it. character of.

Cold, ruthless, cold, cold

Xia Chuanjie was facing this man directly at this moment. He rushed towards him with a murderous intention as cold as a blade, and there was a terrifying light of the sword as he slashed at him.

"Who are you?" Xia Chuanjie was horrified in his heart, and the hair all over his body stood up. The company elder next to him had become a puddle of minced meat, but he didn't even know who the murderer was.

Another strange and scary guy

Why use it?

A sad smile appeared on Xia Chuanjie's face, and he stared blankly at the corridor. Elder Xia and Li Muzhi were standing facing each other, surrounded by five gardeners in black.

"I didn't even know how many trump cards Qin Hao had, so I dared to rebel... I was really stupid. It's a pity that my father was implicated."

Xia Chuanjie laughed like crazy, drew his sword with his backhand, and the sword light flashed in an arc, piercing Zabuza's eyebrows like thunder and lightning.

"I was killed so easily by myself"

Xia Chuanjie's eyes widened and he looked forward in disbelief. Then, in front of his eyes, Zabuza exploded into a ball of water. Behind his back, a kunai plunged into his neck, and blood gushes out. <>

"Ah, Jerry"

Elder Xia's eyes were filled with tears and he lost consciousness for a moment when six long swords pierced his chest.

Drawing out his sword, Li Muzhi nodded to Old Ghost Xue and said solemnly: "Those who betray the sect master will die."

"Those who rebel against the clan will die." Old ghost Xue had no expression on his face. He was not only saying it to others, but also to himself.

A sharp whistle resounded through the corridor, breaking the silence. The sharp whistle seemed to be echoing over the entire Qingyun Sect, like a signal.

At the same moment, the gardeners who were patrolling back and forth on each floor no longer needed to suppress their murderous aura, and rushed into their respective target rooms like hungry wolves.

"Death to the rebels"

The gardener in black breaks in and draws his sword to kill.

A series of miserable howls before death were scattered from some floors. This was a general cleansing. All the disciples sat in the room anxiously, listening to the miserable howls outside, and no one dared to open the door.

The door exploded with a bang.

Deng Tong's face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His whole body was lifted away by a huge force, and then he fell heavily to the ground, with a furry claw pressing on his head.

The bones seemed to be falling apart. He raised his head with difficulty, and what he saw was a big white dog, with wet saliva dripping onto his face.

. . . . . .

"This whistle is not the promised signal." The hearts of the four old men of Moyun Sect suddenly sank together.

"What to do, go or go"

"Go and take a look, something is wrong, leave immediately"

"it is good"

Four streams of light rose into the sky, shot towards the Qingyun Sect at high speed, and then turned back in the air at a faster speed, turning towards the position of the Moyun Sect. <>

the same moment

Moyun Sect Back Mountain Forbidden Area

Qin Hao raised his hands, and there was a burst of yellow sand without wind. Thousands of detonating talismans were rolled up by the yellow sand and nailed into the surroundings.

After taking a look at the surroundings that seemed to be embedded with ghost symbols, Qin Hao sneered inexplicably: "We should rush over."

. . . . . .

The azure tentacles, like enchanting vines, wandered one by one on the wall and among the remains of the ruins. They were born and destroyed, enchanting and strange.

Half of Zhang Lang's body was stained with blood, and his face was scraped with hideous blood marks. He stepped back gently, a pair of red Sharingan staring at everyone around him.

The location where he is now is a dead end in the ancient ruins. The collapsed stone wall blocks the path forward, and behind him is blocked by Tong Lao and Feng Shiqi.

"Li Zong, how dare you collude with people from the Moyun Sect to ambush me. You are rebelling against the sect, and the sect master will not allow it." Zhang Lang stared straight at Li Zong in front of him, but he did not guess that Li Zong is so courageous.

You must know that he killed Li Zong, or Li Zong killed him. This is what should be done. It is a side effect of the Sharingan. I think the sect master must know it. However, once an outsider is involved, or the hostile Moyun Sect, then The nature is completely different.

"Humph"

Li Zong's eyes were filled with resentment and hatred. He looked at Zhang Lang's embarrassed appearance and burst into hearty laughter, "It's not advisable to fight alone. This is what you taught me... It's just that I'm looking for you. The helpers here are much better than your trash.<>"

After saying this, Li Zong let out a silly laugh that made people's scalp numb.

Li Zong shouted sharply, and countless tentacles suddenly extended and thickened, blooming as beautifully as an ink painting.

Zhang Lang stamped his foot, and a vine as thick as an arm suddenly shot out from the ground, reaching between his eyebrows, followed by dozens of vines around him that pierced the air like poisonous snakes.

Countless vines coordinated with each other in an orderly manner. In the seemingly chaotic attack, they carried a strange pulse and took care of all possible places for Zhang Lang to dodge in an orderly manner.

Zhang Lang's face was as black as ink. If there was only one Li Zong, he would naturally not be afraid. But with the addition of a Tong Lao and an unknown Feng Shiqi with eyes like poisonous snakes, he felt a little timid. I can't let go of my hands and feet.

He wanted to use three distractions, but Li Zong was single-minded in taking his life. In this way, even though their strengths were originally similar, the superiority was decided.

"Tong Lao, the strength of Li Zong and Zhang Lang is a bit unexpected." Feng Shiqi said in a gloomy tone. With his strength, if he met either of these two people one-on-one, it was hard to say whether he would be able to win. .

And he could detect that when Zhang Lang or Li Zong mentioned the sect master, there were obvious fluctuations in their tone, and they were obviously afraid to the bone.

And what does this mean? It’s not easy at all. That Qin Hao may be ridiculously stronger, and he may really be no match for him.

Thinking like this, Feng Qiyi's face suddenly turned ugly. He suddenly felt that Qingyun Sect's plan might have failed.

"Those four elders may not be Qin Hao's opponents," Feng Shiqi said to Mr. Tong in a conspiratorial tone.

"Hmph." Mr. Tong snorted coldly. People become better with age. Of course, he had already thought of everything Feng Qiyi could think of, but it didn't matter. He had no hope that he could successfully kill Qin Hao.

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