Just when Huo Fulang leaped high onto the back of the flying dragon, Qin Linxi was clenching her teeth as the heaven and man were fighting in her heart, and she was clenching the spear in her hand tightly.
Huo Fulang took a deep look at her, and then immediately set off to take Han Jiulin's life. However, the moment he lifted the iron chain around the Flying Healing Dragon's neck, a cold light pierced the air and headed towards him.
A sudden attack came.
Huo Fulang's face turned livid when he saw this, and then he summoned his personal magic weapon "Double Fire Swords" to float beside him, and then suddenly bombarded Qin Linxi's spear tip, sending out a blast in mid-air.
Huge roar.
After a brief confrontation, Huo Fulang was forced to retreat a few steps due to his haste to respond to Qin Linxi's offensive. He stopped his retreat on Fei Helong's right wing, stared at Qin Linxi with a cold look and said, "Meng Yuqing, are you crazy?
?
Do you understand what you are doing now?"
"I'm very awake." Qin Linxi stood on the back of Fei Helong in a white robe. The spear in her hand once again emitted a dazzling light and launched another attack on Huo Fulang.
Huo Fulang's eyes turned cold when he saw this situation. He picked up the two "Fire Brake Spirit Swords" and clashed with Qin Linxi.
After more than 30 rounds of electric and flint exchanges, the two were neck-and-neck, and each was knocked back by the opponent's spiritual energy.
Immediately afterwards, silver aura spread on Qin Linxi's gun body along the lines on the gun body, and then suddenly expanded and exploded. As the spear danced, it turned into a huge dragon and suddenly attacked Huo Fulang.
"Fire dances in the sky!"
Huo Fulang snorted coldly when he saw the aura soaring. Then, the fire brake spirit sword in his hand was suspended in front of his body, spinning rapidly and bursting into blazing flames. Almost half of the sky was burned red, and then he suddenly moved towards the aura.
Tenglong blasted away.
Although Qin Linxi has recovered from her injuries, her own vitality has not yet fully recovered, and the power of her attacks has also been greatly reduced.
Therefore, the "Fire Dancing in the Sky" technique used by the aura dragon and Huo Negang didn't last long before the stalemate was broken instantly, and the two fire brake spirit swords suddenly bombarded Qin Linxi.
Seeing this situation, Qin Linxi couldn't help but get a look on her face, and quickly used the spear in her hand to resist the attack of the two fire brake spirit swords. However, although she was not injured, the shock from the sword energy caused the old injury to relapse, and she suddenly became a flying dragon.
His back fell heavily.
Huo Fulang stood on Fei Helong's back and looked at Qin Linxi who was injured by him and was vomiting blood. He looked at her coldly, then looked down at her and said: "Junior sister, take good care of your injuries here. Next time I return, you will
We can see Han Jiulin’s head!”
As soon as he said these words, Huo Negang held up the iron chain and led Fei Helong to suddenly jump into the clouds shrouded in twilight, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.
Qin Linxi held the spear in her hand and tried hard to stand up again, but the condition of her body was too bad due to the recurrence of old injuries. As soon as she managed to stand up, she suddenly fell to the ground again, and then fainted and died.
However, Han Jiulin did not rush directly to Black Dragon Cliff immediately after leaving Xuanhu City. Instead, he stayed in a small town passing by Black Dragon Cliff for three days.
After Han Jiulin lived in this small town for the third day, news of the battle in Xuanhu City finally reached this place.
"After the battle in Xuanhu City, the situation in the Soul Destruction Altar was finally clear. However, after this battle, the Soul Destruction Altar was severely depleted. I am afraid that the power within the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect will be reduced again."
"What's the solution?
I think Luo Binghong, the great elder of the Soul Destruction Altar, is really stupid. He actually sent the heads of Xueying and his beloved son on Zong Yuehe’s birthday. Wasn’t this forcing Zong Yuehe to fight with Luo Binghong?
Will the army start a war?"
"Yes, after this battle, both Zong Yuehe and Luo Binghong will suffer losses, but Miss Xinyu will benefit. I am afraid that the next leader of the Soul Destruction Altar will definitely be Miss Xinyu."
"But I heard that those two heads were not sent by Luo Binghong, the great elder of the Soul Destruction Altar. They seemed to be a revenge action carried out by Han Jiulin when he was being hunted."
"These are all superficial phenomena. Don't think about it. If Han Jiulin, a seventeen-year-old boy, had no backer behind him, how could he dare to provoke the sect chief helmsman alone? Even if he had great courage,
I absolutely wouldn’t dare!”
"You said that the real backer behind Han Jiulin is really Luo Binghong, the great elder of the Soul Destruction Altar?"
"Who do you think it is?"
"I always feel that this matter is quite strange. Since it was Miss Xinyu who benefited in the end, is it possible that Han Jiulin is actually..."
"Shhh! Don't talk nonsense! Nowadays, Miss Xinyu has become the most powerful speaker in the entire soul-destroying altar. Not only did Zong Yuehe have one of his arms cut off by Miss Xinyu, but even Luo Binghong was killed by her on the spot!
How many heads do you have that can be chopped off?"
"The previously arrogant leader of the sect has now had his arm cut off by Miss Xinyu, and he can only escape from Xuanhu City in a hurry with a few of his confidants. The world is so unpredictable, it is really disappointing."
Han Jiulin listened quietly to everything that happened in Xuanhu City, and couldn't help but raise his lips slightly. This Yuehe family ended up like a lost dog, and he felt a bit bad.
Now that he has learned the specific situation in Xuanhu City, Han Jiulin plans to set off again to the Black Dragon Cliff, the headquarters of the Demon Cult.
But he knew very well that there were already so many people who wanted his life. Even if he had disguised himself as a middle-aged man, if he went on the road alone, he would probably be found soon.
So Han Jiulin found a caravan and planned to go with them.
Not long after, a chamber boy named Li San was questioned by Han Jiulin and said:
"If you want to find a caravan... Yesterday, a caravan came here from Xuanhu City, but they have a strict requirement for their companions."
"What request?"
Han Jiulin asked.
"They want to find an alchemist to accompany them, and it must be an alchemist with a clean identity."
Li San looked at Han Jiulin and responded.
"oh?
That's a coincidence, I am an alchemist."
Han Jiulin smiled and put fifty taels of silver into Li San's hand.
For ordinary people, fifty taels of silver is already a huge sum of money. After Li San quietly put the fifty taels into his arms, he whispered to Han Jiulin:
"In that case, just call yourself my distant cousin. If there is a caravan, I will contact you right away."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li San trotted over to negotiate for Han Jiulin.
Soon after, Li San came and took Han Jiulin to the person in charge of the caravan.