"Brother, why are you talking so much nonsense to him? Later you and Brother Ye will join forces and kill him directly. The two little bitches will stay and let our brothers take good care of them. I have lived for so many years, brother, and I really haven't done anything.
I have tasted Hongmeng's little girl's skin." Murong Hu looked up and down at Li Shuang who was not far away with a somewhat fiery gaze, and said with a hearty smile.
Hearing this, Li Shuang's usually calm and unruffled beautiful eyes showed a trace of panic, but soon, this panic disappeared and was replaced by determination. Even if he burned half a step of the king's cultivation, he would destroy his body.
, she won’t let these people capture her either.
Mo Buhuo's face was changing, and there was some struggle in the depths of his eyes. As Murong Long said, they participated in the Hundred Sects War for reward, but if their wealth and life were on the line, then they had to think carefully. Previously, they
The reason why he rejected the zombie army's invitation was because of the existence of Qin Tian. The latter has the ability to kill the emperor. It is not certain who will kill the two teams. Naturally, he will not do anything that betrays his faith.
Today, the situation is completely different.
"Geez...are you so convinced that the little guy lost?"
At this moment, Ming Yue's clear and melodious chuckle resounded across the sky, and her beautiful eyes were filled with a little joy, staring straight at her right arm, where she was originally entrenched.
The black lines on it are gradually dissipating.
Hearing this, the expressions of Mo Buhuo, Murong Long and others changed dramatically. In their perception, the overwhelming momentum and powerful aura of the man in black robes were quickly dissipating, and the figure that originally stood in the void gradually disappeared.
Swing away.
What's going on?
Murong Long had a look of horror on his face. Although he was far away, he could still clearly see the scarlet bloodstains on the black-robed man's body, as if cut by countless sword energies.
And passed.
Keng...
A melodious sound of swords erupted from the body of the man in black robes. Immediately afterwards, countless terrifying and deadly sword intents penetrated from his body, tearing the body of the man in black robes apart. Blood spattered and his arms were broken.
The stump of the limb rose into the sky, and it was still the head of the man in black robe. The face no longer had the ferociousness before, only endless panic and unwillingness.
He was unwilling because before he died, the man in black robe had realized how terrifying Qin Tian's sword was, but he also knew how to resist Qin Tian's sword, but he never had this chance again.
Seeing this scene, the three Murong Long brothers panicked. Their eyes subconsciously turned to the ground below, where a terrifying and sharp aura condensed out again.
The smoke and dust dissipated, and a figure stepped out of the air. Qin Tian's blood-clothed clothes were moving in the wind, his black hair was disheveled, and his eyes were as sharp as a sword as he glanced at the people in the void. He took a step forward, and the Weeping Blood Sword in his hand disappeared in vain.
, together with Qin Tian’s figure.
At the same time, behind Mo Buhuo, a sword light appeared, and Qin Tian's figure emerged. Blood was flowing all over his body, like a blood-soaked Shura, but there was a half-smiling smile on his face. He looked at Murong Long's
With a panicked expression, he said: "He can't block my sword. How confident do you think you can be to block my sword?"
Hearing this, Murong Long had a little cold sweat on his forehead, looked at Qin Tian, and said solemnly: "My three brothers and I are willing to join your team and help you."
Qin Tian shook his head and chuckled: "The three of you are indeed sensible, but this is not enough. I will give you two choices, surrender to me, or die..."
When Qin Tian's calm voice echoed in the void, many people's expressions changed slightly, especially the expressions of Murong Long and the three of them became gloomy. Murong Long stared at Qin Tian with gloomy eyes.
He said in a deep voice: "The corpse is the mastermind of today's matter, we are just following
You must act according to your orders, and now that all the corpse cultivators have been wiped out, you must have been angry for a long time. How about letting us go? Of course, as an apology, my three brothers can go directly without any reward.
Join your noble sect's team and do all the hard work for you."
Murong Long's voice was gentler, and he swept away his previous arrogance. He lowered his posture extremely low. After all, the strength shown by the former was enough to make him extremely afraid. If the two sides continued to fight, the loser would definitely be
They are three brothers.
"Do you think I look like such a patient person? I don't want to say the same thing a second time. I'll give you ten breaths to think about it."
The Weeping Blood Sword in Qin Tian's hand was slowly raised. The peak of the sword was stained with blood, and the endless edge was slowly flowing on it. It was just such a rusty Weeping Blood Sword that killed two half-step kings.
Practitioner.
When the bloody sword in Qin Tian's hand pointed at Murong Long from a distance, Murong Long's scalp felt numb, his soul trembled inexplicably, and a biting chill filled his entire body inexplicably. Although the former's words were as plain as ever,
The murderous intention behind Murong Long's plainness is earth-shattering.
But as a half-step king-level practitioner, how could Murong Long willingly surrender to others? In these years, although the three brothers have lived a life of licking blood on the tip of a knife, with the strength of the three of them, in the East
There are also quite powerful forces in the Xuan realms. Although they cannot be named Dongxuan, they are still dominant.
Of course, if Qin Tian is a practitioner of the Emperor's Realm, it would not be a problem for them to surrender to him. However, the former is only a practitioner of the King's Dao. Although he has the strength to kill the emperor, he does not have the qualifications to make the three brothers surrender.
Thinking of this, Murong Long's eyes showed a bit of violence, his tone suddenly became tough, and he said coldly: "Your Excellency, do you really think that my three brothers are afraid of you? My three brothers have not been greedy for life and afraid of death for so many years.
"Senior, the worst that can happen is that the fish will die and the net will be broken. If you fight for your life, you will have to pay a heavy price."
"Oh, then try it and see if you have that ability."
A sneer slowly appeared at the corner of Qin Tian's mouth, his stern eyes swept over Murong Long, and finally looked at Murong Hu and Murong Bao in the distance, and said: "Although I don't know how you did it. In a short time
Raise your own cultivation level to the half-step king level
The peak of the third level may be due to bloodline magical powers or secret techniques. However, as long as one of the three of you dies, you will probably not be able to maintain this state. When the time comes, with Brother Qin’s strength, I will kill you.
Nothing difficult."
The moment he finished speaking, Qin Tian's figure disappeared from the place like a ghost. At the same time, dozens of feet away, in the void where Qin Shuang, Murong Hu and Murong Bao were fighting fiercely, the Weeping Blood Sword tore apart.
The void came out, drawing a bright sword light, shining in the sky, and waves of murderous intent rolled in, like the Milky Way falling from the nine heavens, overwhelming the sky and the earth, and immediately enveloped Murong Hu and Murong Bao.