But now it is different from what I just now. The disciple was killed by Yan Fei, and Duan Wuya was not prepared for it.

At present, the eldest disciple Qiu Ming is trapped, and if he, the master, watches him.

If it is spread, his reputation as the Western Emperor Sword Saint will be burned.

But how to save it?

Duan Wuya clenched Lu Guangsword in his hand vigorously, and his eyes swept across Yan Fei's face.

Because he knew that whether Qiu Ming could survive was mainly based on Yan Fei's attitude.

If Yan Fei had no intention of killing, with Qiu Ming's strength, he could still do it if he wanted to rush back to him.

The three people surrounding Qiu Ming are not yet able to reach the realm of the Martial God.

But what he had to do? Duan Wuya's most feared now was that Qiu Ming thought he was guarding him, and he was not afraid of heaven or earth.

"Qiu Ming, leave with me."

Duan Wuya hurriedly summoned, but before he could think of it, Qiu Ming replied.

"Master, the fourth junior brother died unjustly. This bow of the cloud-piercing moon is one of the extremely precious holy treasures in this pavilion, so you must not lose it."

Duan Wuya's angry beard was shaking.

"Stop, I will ask you to come back. Those who violate the order will be punished severely."

Duan Wuya's tone had become extremely angry. Qiu Ming was also afraid this time. He slapped at the Chuanyun Poyue Bow in front of him, and his eyes were still full of reluctance.

It turns out that when Duan Wuya got the Chuanyun Biao Biao, he was a little embarrassed about whom the four disciples under his command gave to.

Among the four disciples, Qiu Ming loved this bow the most. Helplessly, Duan Wuya finally gave it to the fourth disciple, just because whether the Chuanyun Breaking Moon Bow can exert the strongest power, it has extremely high requirements for the master's soul realm, patience and concentration. Qiu Ming is an impatient and violent person. Among the four disciples, he belongs to the resilience and patience of the fourth disciple. Among the four disciples, he belongs to the resilience and patience of the fourth disciple.

The strongest one, then I got the Bow of Piercing Clouds and Breaking Moons.

Now, I want to leave, it's too late.

Qiu Ming wanted to return to Duan Wuya, but the divine power king Gai Meng happened to block his way back.

On the other side is Shi Sheng. Shi Sheng's Tiangang Demon Hunting Spear was in his hand, blocking a completely different way.

On the opposite side is Xing Lin, looking to the other side, Yan Fei and the monsters are there.

Before he knew it, Qiu Ming realized that he had actually gotten into someone else's pocket. It was easy to come in, but how easy was it to leave?

However, at this moment, Duan Wuya's heart had already reached his throat.

Qiu Ming still has a glimmer of hope. It’s very simple to say. He doesn’t need to do anything at all. He just needs to leave slowly and walk slowly. There should still be a chance.

Duan Wuya appeared, Yan Fei's expression had not changed much, and he could not see murderous intent in his eyes.

As long as Yan Fei does not give orders, these seemingly ferocious evil spirits should not dare to act rashly. Qiu Ming has a chance to come out step by step.

What I'm afraid of is...

As a result, everything was carried out according to the situation Duan Wuya was most afraid of.

Qiu Ming glanced coldly around, waved his hand and took out the sword of treasure. The fighting spirit around him began to surge, and accompanied by a strong murderous intent. "Hmph, why? The Yan, who fell into the demon path and killed the fourth junior brother, can you still attack me? The righteous spirit between heaven and earth will last forever. You evil people will eventually turn into a handful of loess. I advise you to be lost and know how to return, so as not to regret it too late when the disaster is coming.

.”

What he said was so generous, righteous, and resounding.

Two

After hearing this, the leader of the Demon Sect and the old demons laughed instead of anger. They looked at each other and shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

Yang Po muttered, "This little thing is quite cute and interesting."

"Hehe, it would be great if I handed it over to the old thing that corpse demon king to refine it into a corpse."

"Tsk tsk...ah, I'm used to being arrogant and domineering with Duan Wuya, I can't tell the difference between pros and cons, and I can't tell the temperature, haha."

Xing Lin sounded more and more awkward.

"Get it, stop it. Don't talk about these useless things. What does it have to do with you? I want to eliminate demons and protect the way, right? Come on, come on, do you see this knife? His master has the same ideal as you, I will give you a chance."

Qiu Ming was so angry that he trembled all over.

"You, you, I'll fight you."

Duan Wuya felt his heart tremble and cursed inwardly: "It's over."

The other two disciples around him frowned.

"Master, senior brother is probably going to suffer a loss."

"Master, we're just watching this?"

At this moment, Duan Wuya was complaining in his heart. None of the four disciples under his command understood him, and none of them could put themselves in their shoes.

It’s also a big mistake for following me on weekdays. They have been arrogant for a long time. In their opinion, there is nothing I can’t solve in this world, but today.

It would be fine if these two disciples didn't say it, but when they said this, Duan Wuya's old face was filled with shame.

As hesitated, the eldest disciple Qiu Ming took the lead in attacking Xing Lin.

Xing Lin was casual on the surface, but he didn't dare to be careless in his heart. His cultivation was one level lower than Qiu Ming. Although he had the Nine-Turn Soul-Breaking Sword in his hand, he might not be able to make up for the gap in cultivation.

For a moment, the two fought together.

"Hehe, I'm also considered a hero."

"And I."

Suddenly, Gai Meng swung it up and rushed forward, smashing it at Qiu Ming. Shi Sheng seemed to want to join in the fun. The Tiangang Demon Hunting Spear shook and headed straight for Qiu Ming like a dragon coming out of the water.

Three against one, Qiu Ming couldn't take advantage of it at all.

These four people fought together, one with a knife and one with a sword, one with a gun, and one with a name that could not be called.

The fight is unavailable.

Qiu Ming was so angry that he kept roaring: "Despicable, villain, three against one, what kind of hero is he? "

Not only was Xing Lin not angry, he laughed and said, "Hehe, we have never said that we are a gentleman. Isn't this just right for you? Do you feel bullied? Yes, you are bullying you."

"You... mean."

"Okay, suck, pretend to be noble here. Let's talk about it today if you can go out alive." Xing Lin's face suddenly changed, and the Nine-Turning Soul-Breaking Sword in his hand accelerated a lot. Cooperating with Gai Meng Shisheng, Qiu Ming had almost no power to fight back.

Duan Wuya saw all this in his eyes, and his face was extremely hard to see.

The two behind them were even more angry.

"Master, this is too bullying. The elder brother will suffer a loss by fighting against three."

"Master, why don't I go and help the senior brother with help."
Chapter completed!