Chapter 18

"What should we do, shall we still fight?"

Mr. Zong from the Kongtong faction swallowed, and secretly glanced timidly at the invincible and graceful Qin Yu. Although his Qishangquan was powerful, if the opponent was this perverted/perverted, he would definitely die.

"Fight? Do you use the Qishangquan to fight, or let me fight with Huashan's anti-liangyi sword?" Xian Yutong, the head of Huashan shook his head, put away the iron fan and continued: "We, Huashan, will withdraw from this battle for the time being, but Emei killed my disciple of the Huashan Sect, and if given the chance, Xian would definitely kill this demon with his own hands!"

After finishing speaking, Xianyu Tongbian winked at the tall old man and the short old man beside him, and then walked out of the hall.

Master Kong Zhi's eyes were slightly angry, and he was about to say something, but before he could speak, a sharp sword with a cold light flashed towards him, so fast that it came almost instantly.

Xian Yutong also felt something, even if he deployed the iron fan to defend, but the sharp sword is not an ordinary thing, and under Qin Yu's full force, the iron fan was instantly pierced by the Yitian sword, and then Xian Yutong's left chest was also pierced. Through a blood hole.

"Master!"

Seeing this scene, the tall and short old man was shocked, and then he wanted to heal his injuries with exercise.

But at this moment, Qin Yu said, "Whoever dares to run away will be punished." As he spoke, an ordinary long sword above the ground slowly flew up and hovered in front of him.

"Why kill our leader, we have given up attacking Mingjiao, why are you?"

The short old man roared angrily, and with his irritable personality, he wanted to rush towards Qin Yu with a knife, but the tall old man beside him stopped him and said to Qin Yu: "I hope the head of Qin can give us an explanation, otherwise From now on, the Huashan faction will fight to the death in Emei!"

"To the end?" Qin Yu smiled slightly, then shrugged his shoulders and said, "If you dare to move the eyebrows, I will destroy your Huashan family!"

Hearing this, the old man took a deep breath for an instant, and wanted to speak out again, but his legs trembled uncontrollably, which made him shut his mouth.

"Help me quickly, how can you ignore death?"

Fresh blood kept coming out from the corner of Xian Yutong's mouth. He looked at his two juniors, who were members of other sects, in despair, his eyes were full of resentment.

Song Yuanqiao, Yin Liting and other Wudang Seven Heroes showed a trace of struggle in their eyes. No one wanted to die, but if they saw death and refused to save it, it was not the actions of righteous people.

"I'll save you!"

In the end, the irritable Yin Liting yelled, and then went to North Korea Yutong, and Song Yuanqiao and other Wudang Seven Heroes also said: "Sixth brother, we will protect the law for you!" Then they surrounded Yin Liting.

Seeing this, Qin Yu wanted to strike again, but the true energy recovered in his body had been exhausted by the blow just now, and he couldn't act again at this moment.

At this moment, Zhang Wuji, who had been standing stupidly in the crowd, suddenly blocked Yin Liting and the others, and kept shaking his head at them: "Sixth Uncle Yin, you can't save him, Xian Yutong is despicable and shameless, he played with the Miao family back then. The sisters didn’t say anything, but they also killed the sister of my benefactor Hu Qingniu, resulting in one dead body and two lives, why should such a person save him.”

"Stinky boy, what nonsense are you talking about over there, our sect leader is that kind of shameless villain."

The tall and short old men glared at Zhang Wuji one after another, even though they wanted to teach him a lesson, but due to the presence of Song Qingshu and others, they endured it.

But Zhang Wuji ignored them, just looked at Song Yuanqiao and Yin Liting and said: "What I said is true, if there is even a little bit of falsehood, I, Zhang Wuji, will guarantee it with my head."

As soon as these words came out, Song Yuanqiao and the others immediately looked at each other in disbelief. They looked at Xian Yutong in disbelief, and when they were about to ask clearly, Xian Yutong suddenly and violently waved the iron fan.

Immediately, a large group of fine mist diffused, covering everyone in the five major sects,

"Hahaha, die, die with me."

Xian Yutong laughed and spat blood at the same time, and the five sects shrouded in mist immediately saw Fan Hei spit black blood, and fell down on the spot after a while.

Yin Liting and Song Yuanqiao looked at Xian Yutong who was also poisoned in disbelief, and cried out in grief and indignation: "Why are you doing this, we are here to save you."

"Save me?" Xian Yutong smiled hazyly, and then spat out a big mouthful of blood and said, "It's hopeless, it's impossible, hahahaha! My heart was directly pierced through. If you had come to help me before, maybe I could still be saved. But you, the so-called righteous people, abandoned me without saving me, so let’s all die together, hahaha.”

As soon as Xianyu finished the call, he closed his eyes with a smile, leaving everyone from the five major factions lying on the ground and looking at each other, knowing what to say, the expressions on their faces were so wonderful that Yang Xiao and the others who were sitting on the high platform were aroused haha Laughed again and again.

"Wuji, are you okay!"

The White-browed Eagle King looked at Zhang Wuji worriedly, and wanted to save him, but he had only just taken half a step when a slender arrow flew towards him.

"Be careful."

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Zhou Zhiruo threw the long sword forward, and instantly interrupted the flying arrow feathers.

But soon, thick smoke gushed out from the entire Mingjiao hall, and then Yang Xiao, Zhou Zhiruo and others passed out, and the five poisoned sects also lost consciousness.

"Who?"

The sudden change immediately attracted Qin Yu's attention. After scanning around, he also sensed countless figures shaking outside the hall.

Then, he also felt that his consciousness was gradually intoxicated, and then he fainted to the ground.

I don't know how long it has passed, when the thick smoke cleared, a group of men with knives covering their noses and masks walked in. They vigilantly checked everyone's status, and then took Qin Yu and everyone else in the hall out.

"Master, except for some people who died, all the six sects and Mingjiao are here."

"Well, take them all back."

In front of the group of masked men, a man on a tall horse nodded, and the two weird old men who followed him were also vigilantly watching the people transported out, as if they were protecting the owner of the horse.

Soon, the entire Guangmingding became extremely quiet, except for a few crows that occasionally flew over, pecking at the corpses scattered all over the Kunlun Mountains.

 No one voted for me, and I don’t know if anyone has watched it. It’s time for two updates recently.
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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