Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 421 Traitor

"Shua!"

As the sword light flashed across, Wang Shou's body instantly split into two, and the two pieces of his body fluttered in the air in the wind.

Mo Qiu hit him with an unexpected blow, but he failed to take advantage of the victory to pursue and completely kill the opponent's soul.

But at the last moment, Wang Shou's offensive has also launched.

Tianmang Blood Transforming God Needle!

A tiny halo like a shooting star emerged out of thin air, covering everything in an instant.

More than a hundred crystal-clear Tianmang blood-transforming needles swam rapidly across the land of Zhang Xu, like a galaxy spinning, beautiful and beautiful, but there is infinite murderous intent inside.

The wisps of starlight, the mere touch of a mortal body will turn into dry bones in an instant.

Even Daoist cultivators cannot escape.

Don't seek to stand in the middle of the galaxy, turn your body into an illusion, and look down at the magic weapon that revolves around you.

Dacheng's Nether Dharma Physique allows him to transform reality into emptiness, detach himself from his physical body, and ignore many 'physical' attacks.

But it's not about ignoring everything.

Just like now.

A terrifying suction force emerged around him, trying to tear his dharma body out of the illusion.

Even if you want to escape from this place, it is impossible.

And this strange magical weapon is actually the nemesis of the Nine Fire God Dragon Cover, which can instantly penetrate the defense regardless of the flames burning.

If he hadn't reacted in time, I'm afraid he would have been caught.

Fortunately, it is not difficult to solve.

"Zheng..."

Xuanyin's soul-slaying sword folded in the air, cutting into the galaxy, wrapped in the light of the sword, and brought Mo Qiu out of it.

At the same time, a big flaming hand emerged out of thin air, grasped with five fingers, and incorporated Xinghe into it.

Without the master's control, these magic needles can only travel along the predetermined route, and it is not difficult to take them away.

"ah!"

until now.

Wang Shou's screams came from the opposite side.

The same black banner emerged, wrapped around a remnant soul emerging from the corpse, and flew away in a hurry.

It was another ten thousand ghost banner!

Moqiu's eyes moved slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to slash with his sword, but his expression suddenly changed the next moment.

Together with Jian Guang, there was a loud thunder, enveloping him and rushing straight into the sky.

Sword Qi and Thunder Sound!

He went all out, his escape speed was appalling, the space between his breaths was like a mile, and he rushed straight to Qingming in the blink of an eye.

Nothing.

"boom……"

A layer of dark profound light emerged from the sky and the ground, covering dozens of miles around in an instant.

Instantly.

The color of the sky and the earth changed, the sun and the moon dimmed, and the entire Mingting Mountain, including the city at the foot of the mountain, was shrouded in mysterious light.

Mo Qiu's face darkened.

Formation!

…………

the other side.

Darkness enveloped the earth, and even Daoist cultivators' spiritual sense perception was difficult to expand.

Being able to argue a hundred feet is the limit.

At this time, He Chengye looked extremely embarrassed, and he was dodging crazily, and his expression was even more flustered:

"You're crazy!"

"ah!"

Zhuo Baifeng seemed to be really crazy.

Her eyes were red, and her eyes were full of sadness and self-blame, and she rushed forward with a roar regardless.

Her body was already bruised and bruised, but she didn't care about it at all, but Yu Jian desperately launched an offensive.

The Tianquan Sword Jue is the main kill, and among the Big Dipper Seven Kill Swords, in terms of killing power, it is undoubtedly the first.

This is Zhuo Baifeng's killing intent soaring to the sky, his expression is crazy, it fits this sword art, and the power of the sword technique also increases.

Obviously, his cultivation base, magic power, and accumulation are all not very good, but it seems that he is on top of the situation.

"I am going to kill you!"

"Kill you!"

"ah!"

Amidst the roar, the jet-black sword light darted and raged in all directions, its radiance was somewhat darker than the night.

"madman!"

He Chengye retreated wildly, frantically resisting with his sword, and at the same time shouted behind him:

"Patriarch Wang, hurry up and do it!"

"With this woman, plus the surname Mo, it is enough for you to make two more Ten Thousand Ghost Banners."

"Senior brother!" Sang Qinghan, who had just struggled to stand up from the ground, couldn't help being startled and angry when he heard the words:

"You actually colluded with evil ways and framed your fellow sect, what's your surname, aren't you afraid of the sect's punishment?"

"Punishment?" After the initial panic, He Chengye gradually stabilized his position, and sneered:

"Solved them, who knows what happened here?"

"Don't worry, junior sister, I won't kill you."

He glanced around, his face was ferocious:

"You are my good junior sister. How can I attack you before I love you? Don't worry, we will have many good days in the future!"

"What's your surname." Sang Qinghan was frightened and angry, no matter how naive she was, she knew what the other party meant.

Immediately roared:

"You mean!"

"Shameless!"

"Dirty!"

However, roaring is of no help, her own magic power is all sealed, and she is unable to do anything.

On the other hand, Zhuo Baifeng's beautiful eyes were ruthless, and her sword style became more and more fierce, as if she was going to die.

"Patriarch Wang!"

He Chengye yelled again:

"If you haven't shot yet, when will you wait?"

Hearing the sound, it was not Wang Shou, but Mo Qiu who rushed over. He pressed down the sword light, his face was full of surprise:

"How is this going?"

Just now his attention was on Wang Shou, and his perception was obscured by the formation. It's really unclear what happened here.

"Senior Brother Mo!" Sang Qinghan was overjoyed when he saw this, and hurriedly said:

"Hurry up, take He Chengye. He has joined the Wang family, and he has harmed Junior Sister Ye."

"I... I was also conspired by him to seal up my mana."

"Hmm..." Mo Qiu's face darkened.

He already doubted why Wang Shou dared to attack him, but now he has some guesses.

"Don't ask!"

Compared to Sang Qinghan's overjoyed, He Chengye's complexion changed drastically, and he took a step back subconsciously.

Being distracted, he was almost slashed by Zhuo Baifeng Yujian.

"Why are you still here, Patriarch Wang?"

Mo Qiu shook his head and said, "Since I'm here, Junior Brother He can't guess what will happen to Wang Shou?"

He Chengye's face turned pale.

Scanning the surroundings, there was darkness, and even those Wang family members who practiced Qi refining had retreated at some point.

The ground is even more messy.

"stop!"

He suddenly shouted, and at the same time the sword formula changed, turning into a lot of spiritual light to firmly guard himself.

"Junior Sister Zhuo, do you really want to fight to the death?"

Zhuo Baifeng's answer was only two words:

"Go to hell!"

The pitch-black sword light fell again, blasting layers of ripples on the defense set up by He Chengye.

"Junior sister, I'm from the He family." He Chengye stepped back again and again, saying:

"Kill me, let alone the punishment of the sect, even my senior brother will not let you go."

"Hmph!" Sang Qing snorted coldly:

"If you take refuge in the evil way and assassinate your fellow sect, even if you return to the sect, you will surely die."

"Brother and sister, let's fight together!"

Being hit by the Yin Luo Soul Locking Needle just now, she almost thought she was going to die, and her heart was full of despair.

Although he is not dead now, he knows that once it falls into the other party's hands, he must die.

For He Chengye, he wanted to kill him quickly.

Zhuo Baifeng seemed to be in a state of madness, he ignored the words in his ears and only focused on attacking.

"Even if I did something wrong, it will still be dealt with by the sect's law enforcers. How can it be your turn?" He Chengye gritted his teeth and argued hard:

"Besides, He was murdered by others, he had to do it, and he hasn't made a big mistake yet."

"Didn't you make a big mistake?" Hearing this, Zhuo Baifeng froze and roared angrily:

"You killed my senior sister!"

"She came here by herself. I didn't intend to kill her." He Chengye's expression remained unchanged:

"Besides, if I killed a mere qi refining disciple whose future was exhausted, would I have to pay for my life?"

"You..." Zhuo Baifeng hesitated.

really.

According to the sect's rules, even though He Chengye had done something wrong, if he insisted on arguing with reason, it really wasn't enough to kill him.

after all.

Sang Qinghan and Zhuo Baifeng are not dead, and Mo Qiu is fine, that is, he has not made a big mistake yet.

If the restraint on Sang Qinghan's body is lifted, maybe it can be regarded as knowing the mistake and being able to correct it, and the punishment will be reduced.

Daoist cultivator mistakenly kills a Qi refining disciple...

Not to die!

"Senior brother Mo, two junior sisters." He Chengye saw a slight change in the expressions of several people, and immediately said persuasively:

"I know what I did was wrong, but I was tricked by the Wang family and I had no choice but to do it."

"Now I know I was wrong. There is no need for us to kill each other. It is the right thing to work together to expose the conspiracy of the Wang family and leave this place."

As he spoke, he looked at Zhuo Baifeng, who had the strongest murderous intent, and persuaded:

"Junior Sister Zhuo!"

"I know that you and Junior Sister Ye have a deep relationship, but the people who really killed her were the Wang family."

"I... I just missed it for a while."

"Missed?" Zhuo Baifeng clenched her silver teeth, the anger on her face undiminished.

"Junior sister, don't worry, when I go back, I will take the initiative to admit my mistakes, let the sect punish me, and give the Ye family an explanation." He Chengye hastily promised, and at the same time his voice sank, half pleading, half threatening:

"Junior Sister, do you really want me to die?"

"After I die, you are sure you can leave this place. Even if you leave, can you guarantee that you can bear the anger of the big brother?"

Zhuo Baifeng froze.

Her beautiful eyes were flushed, and the sockets of her eyes flickered. Fei Jian was trembling crazily in front of her, and it was difficult to strike.

For a moment, she was full of annoyance.

Annoyed at his lack of cultivation, Ye Zijuan was killed.

Angry at himself for hesitating when things happen, even though he is extremely unwilling in his heart, he still shrinks back.

He is even more ashamed and angry at his own uselessness, facing Sister Ye's self-sacrificing help, but he only wants to protect himself.

Now, facing He Chengye's verbal persecution, hesitation arose in his heart, and he dared not make a move.

In a trance, I can't wait to give myself a sword.

At this time, Mo Qiu, who had never spoken, nodded and said:

"What Junior Brother He said is also reasonable, Junior Sister, put your sword away first, and then speak after you have something to say."

"Brother."

He looked at He Chengye:

"It's the same for you. Now that you know what you did wrong, put away the sword in your hand."

Zhuo Baifeng was stunned when he heard the words, and then smiled bitterly for a while, and put away the magic weapon with a sad face.

"Senior brother Mo really knows the overall situation." He Chengye breathed a sigh of relief, waved his long sleeves, and retracted the flying sword:

"Brother, don't worry, with the three of us joining forces, even if the Wang family sets up a formation here, it will be fine..."

"puff!"

Before he finished speaking, his body froze suddenly.

He lowered his head, only to see where his heart was, suddenly there was a hole piercing through from front to back.

A ray of illusory flames burned from around the hole, covering the whole body in the blink of an eye.

"Ah……"

Mo Qiu withdrew his sword and shook his head lightly:

"It's really naive to put away the sword as soon as it is told."