Han Feiru laughed like crazy and said: "If you don't take action, it proves that you are incapable of saving her from Han Fei, so now all of you must listen to me, otherwise... I don't mind talking to you."
The daughters of the Heavenly Demon Sect Master went to Huangquan Road together."
"Father... leave me alone... kill him!" Qin Rongxian, who had always been stubborn, said with difficulty.
Yuan Futu was afraid that Qin Rongxian was in danger, so he said anxiously: "Whatever you want, just say it, but if you harm Rongxian in the slightest, I will cut off every inch of your flesh and blood, and burn your soul in the fire of karma for thousands of years.
Life is worse than death!"
Han Fei gritted his teeth and said: "For me, it is better to die like this than to die like this. I, Han Fei, am the master of the Dragon God Sect and have thousands of disciples under me. I can never die like this. If you want to
Bet on her life, just give it a try!"
"You just want to live. Let her go and leave here." Qin Chuan finally spoke.
Han Fei sneered sarcastically, "But I don't think so now. You have killed all the Dragon God disciples I brought. If you leave like this, I'm afraid I will be able to huddle in the cave in the next hundred years."
Become an unknown casual cultivator."
"What do you want?!" Yuan Futu said impatiently when he saw Qin Rongxian's face turning pale.
"I want the Chaos Spiritual Treasure on your body, and the seventh-level Kung Fu book!" Han Fei Shizi opened his mouth, wanting to get these two treasures that could shake the entire imperial court.
When the seventh-level Kung Fu book was mentioned, Qin Chuan glanced at Yuan Futu intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was a little surprised that he had such a rare peak book.
"I don't have the seventh-level Kung Fu book here, but I can copy the contents to you. As for the Chaos Spiritual Treasure, it has been fused with my flesh and blood, so it is impossible to take it out." Yuan Futu shouted with eyes wide open.
"Then I can't control it. If I can't get it out, she will have to die." Han Fei said, using his hands continuously, blood vessels burst out on Qin Rongxian's fair face, as if they would burst at any time.
Yuan Futu didn't know what to do, because he didn't know how to take out the Chaos Spiritual Treasure. If possible, as long as he could save Qin Rongxian, he would definitely present it with both hands without hesitation.
Creak, creak, creak.
Suddenly, there was a sound of twisting joints.
Qin Chuan's right fist was clenched fiercely, and an unprecedented strong killing intent appeared in his eyes. In front of him, an extremely ancient and repeated magic pattern appeared, its shape was like a magic dragon connected end to end.
It looks like a seal.
But this seal shattered like glass falling to the ground in front of this generation of sect masters.
This was the second time Yuan Futu saw Qin Chuan unblocking the Demon King. The first time was when he was dealing with Jian Twelve.
Bang bang bang bang!
In the void, large balls of demonic flames burned up. Han Fei felt the ultimate refining power, and suddenly felt extremely fearful in his heart. He said in a trembling voice: "You...don't you want her life anymore..."
…Okay…then we’ll die together!”
Han Fei knew that he was going to die soon, so he went to hell with Qin Rongxian, and tried to break her neck as he spoke.
However, in just one thousandth of a breath, Qin Chuan punched out, but the shadow of the fist disappeared into the void and disappeared.
Han Fei was horrified. He felt an unshakable force rumbling over his body, and the demonic energy that seemed to be substantial was surging, directly crushing his flesh and bones into mud.
At this moment, Yuan Futu felt that the sky and the earth suddenly dimmed. When the light came back, Han Fei's figure was gone, only the shocking ravine on the ground was bottomless.
Qin Rongxian collapsed beside the ravine, with the severed hand still clasped around her neck, and then she fell powerlessly into the abyss.
Yuan Futu dragged his seriously injured body over, hobbled over, helped Qin Rongxian up, and said softly: "Are you injured?"
Qin Rongxian coughed violently twice, touched the two blood marks on his neck, and shook his head, "No... I'm fine."
The Demon King was unsealed, and Qin Chuan's punch directly penetrated the void, transcending the limitations of space, and beat Han Fei to death in one thousandth of a breath. This method was simply astonishing. He took back the
With a miraculous punch, he said coldly: "I gave you a chance to escape and ask for trouble."
It turned out that from the beginning, Qin Chuan was not worried about Qin Rongxian's life being in danger. He was absolutely sure that he could kill Han Fei at any time. He was just interested to see what such a humble and shameless practitioner would do at this moment.
sucker Punch.
At present, all the sect leaders of the three sects have perished. The Dragon God and the Jiuyou Sect have been killed by Baigui Yexing, and their blood has flowed into rivers. There are mountains of corpses in front of the square of Tianxuan Hall, and it is too horrible to see.
Those disciples who were not yet dead saw that their sect leader had already perished. They had no courage to fight again, so they all fled in defeat, and most of them died under the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts.
After just one stick of incense, the overall situation was settled.
In the pool of blood, Xiaonan was helped up. His right leg was covered with knife marks, his flesh and blood were open, and he could see the white bones. His breath was weak, as if he could die at any time. This strong man in the Tianmang period actually managed to do this.
One step, really awesome.
Wang Cannian and Gong Yang Jue sat cross-legged on the ground, leaning on their backs, looking at the familiar faces in the past that had turned into corpses that were about to decay, and their hearts were filled with sorrow.
Among the rubble, Xiaodouzi, who was almost out of strength, picked up Elder Nangong on his back and staggered forward with difficulty.
"I...it's okay, please let me down." Nangong Qiushui's injuries were extremely serious. There was no trace of blood on her pale face, and her whole body was unable to move. And she knew that Xiaodouzi had reached her limit.
"I'm fine." Xiaodouzi gritted his teeth persistently.
Seeing the disciples of the Sword Sect supporting each other, Yuan Futu couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. In any case, in this battle between the sects, the Tianxuan Sword Sect finally survived.
"Is the Earthly Immortal Holy Water really in your possession?" Qin Chuan said coldly.
Yuan Futu turned around and looked at the demon sect leader named Jian Zong who was turning the tide. He did not answer, but took out a mutton-fat jade bottle from the storage bag.
Qin Chuan's eyes flashed, and he reached out to take out the jade bottle. He saw a drop of golden liquid suspended in the center of the jade bottle, containing endless vitality.
"Sure enough, there is such a treasure in the world." Qin Chuan said solemnly: "So, you were the casual cultivator in the sea area who stole the treasure of Shushan and unblocked the Demon King that day?"