It turned out that all the dead soldiers outside were wiped out by Liu Kaifeng and others. These five men led many of their men to rush into the building and started another round of fighting.
A group of dead soldiers hurriedly brandished Longquan swords to fight back, and there was a fierce exchange of swords and shadows with the opponent. Dozens of people rushed towards the private room.
Just as five dead men entered the private room, they suddenly felt their eyes blurred. The red sword light swept over them, and they heard several crisp clanging sounds. The Longquan swords in the hands of the five men were broken into two pieces, and a hole appeared between the chest and abdomen.
The wound, which was as long as a foot, turned out the flesh and blood, exposing the internal organs inside.
The five people looked down at the wounds on their bodies in disbelief, screaming and falling in a pool of blood.
Qinglong, who had lost one arm, had veins popping out on his forehead, and roared: "Ximen Lang, you beast, I will die with you..." In a flash, he rushed over, his sharp claws flashing with cold light.
Grab the opponent's throat.
Ximen Lang said in a cold voice: "You are worthy."
Suddenly, the sword light flashed, and Qinglong screamed again, his left arm was also cut off, blood surged like a fountain, and his body shook in pain, "Ah... arm... my arm is gone... ah..."
Ximen Lang said coldly: "It doesn't matter if your arm is gone, your life is over. Qinglong, I once gave you a chance to survive, but you insist on seeking your own death, then you can't blame me."
The sword comes out and the red light flashes!
"when!"
The iron mask on Qinglong's face suddenly cracked and fell. Immediately, his ugly ghost-like face split into two halves, blood spattered, brains burst, and then the body separated from it. He fell to the ground bloody, with his intestines and stomach left.
The whole place was filled with a stench of fishy smell.
Seeing Qinglong being beheaded, Xue Mo and Yun Juechen both had expressions of surprise and fear on their faces, knowing in their hearts that this was the most terrifying enemy.
The two looked at each other and Yun Juechen said: "Xue Mo, how about we join forces to kill him and then resolve the grudges between us?"
Xue Mo nodded, "I agree."
After reaching an agreement, the two of them roared like two mad lions and pounced on each other, fighting fiercely with Ximen Lang.
With the blood-condensing sword in hand, Ximen Lang still had the upper hand with one against two. After a few moves, the blood-condensing sword thrust out fiercely. Yun Juechen was a little slow to dodge, and was stabbed in the right leg. He grinned in pain and hurriedly retreated.
back.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Xue Mo became more frightened and turned around in panic to escape.
"Where to run..." Ximen Lang rushed over with a quick stride, and the sword finger of his left hand was a little under his armpit, sealing his numb hole.
Immediately, Xue Mo lost control of his body, could no longer move, and fell to the ground with a plop.
When Ximen Lang turned around, he found that Yun Juechen had jumped to the window. Huamen Qijue shouted anxiously, "Deputy elder, we can't let this guy escape..."
"Kill him quickly..."
Just as Ximen Lang was about to chase after him, he suddenly noticed that a golden light flashed through the window, blood spattered, and Yun Juechen's head was cut off and fell to the ground.
The headless corpse shook twice and fell to the ground with a plop, and a generation of heroes perished.
"I'm sorry, Vice Elder Ximen, I got the news late and came late. You won't blame me, right?"
As a crisp voice came, a tall beauty jumped out of the window. Her skin was as dark as chocolate, and she was wearing a long black dress. She was one of the four former protectors of Donghua Sect, and now belongs to Suzaku of Hua Sect.
The charming Suzaku held a pair of golden swords, one long and one short, and said with a sweet smile: "Look, my newly forged Nirvana sword is mixed with the material of the golden feather sword. How about it, isn't it good?"
Ximen Lang smiled and nodded, and said: "It's true, they are really two precious swords. As soon as they are unsheathed, they will kill Yun Juechen of Beihua Clan." But in his heart, he made a conspiracy. The guy from Qinglong turned out to be from Donghua Clan.
, pretending to surrender to me, in fact, secretly colluded with his old master Xue Wensheng. So, did Suzaku, who was also one of the four former protectors of Donghua Sect, really surrender to me?
Suzaku's bright eyes flashed with concern and asked: "Vice-elder, you are bleeding, are you okay?"
Ximen Lang smiled and said: "It's nothing, I'm still far away from my heart."
After a while, another person jumped in, holding a sharp sword. He was Yang Ji, the Overlord of Heaven. He said with a smile: "Of course, Vice Elder Ximen's martial arts skills are world-class, and not a little thief can murder him."
He and Suzaku got the message later, so they arrived at this time.
Xue Mo, who was lying on the ground, looked at the two of them with surprised eyes and said angrily: "Suzaku, Yang Ji, you two betrayed your trust and actually defected to the big enemy who destroyed my Donghua Clan?"
The two looked over and realized that they were old acquaintances. They exclaimed, "Young Master..."
"Why are you here...didn't you go to Iceland?"
Xue Mo said angrily: "Iceland...that's bullshit. The great revenge has not been avenged. How can I keep my mind? You two traitors, are you worthy of my father and the many brothers who died in Donghuamen?"
There were guilty looks on their faces, and Suzaku said sadly: "I'm sorry, young master, we have tried our best. Donghua Sect has been disbanded, and we have the right to make a new choice, so don't blame us..."
Yang Jiyi said: "Young master, to tell you the truth, Vice Elder Ximen is a master who is hard to find even with a lantern. Even if I don't end up with a happy ending, I will never regret it. I just want to fight with him vigorously."
If you want to do something great, you will have no regrets even if you die. Everything in the past has passed, and we are each our own masters, we are no longer brothers."
Xue Mo said angrily: "Okay, next time... when I can move, I will kill you two traitors."
When Ximen Lang saw him threatening his men, he snorted coldly and said, "Next time, will you still have that chance? I will send you to the West later." Even so, he still felt a little embarrassed and didn't know how to deal with it.
This guy is good.
To be honest, Ximen Lang didn't want to kill Xue Mo, not because he was kind-hearted, but because Xuewei was kind and righteous, and stood up for him at the critical moment. Therefore, he got Xuewei, a unique silver-haired girl.
He planned to be included in the harem. In this case, Xue Mo would be equivalent to his prospective father-in-law. For Xuewei's sake, he should spare her life. However, he was afraid of letting the tiger go back to the mountain like last time. In the future,
Leaving behind hidden dangers, I feel in a dilemma.
The rustling sound coming from not far away made Ximen Lang raise his head and look over. He saw Master Juechen walking in through the hole in the wall, shaking her body. She was seriously injured by the kick that Ximen Lang had just kicked in a rage.
It was so mild that after I woke up, I felt extreme pain in my chest, but I was worried that my old lover would be persecuted, so I struggled to get up and came to find out...