Brother, where is the integrity?

"Brother, what should we do? Or, I think we should go too." Seeing the disciples of the Juexuan Sect rushing down the hill, Yao Lian couldn't bear it anymore, so he asked Gong Qingduo who was beside him.

"Yeah, Gong Shaoxia, what should we do? Should we fight with the Demon Cult and the others, or reap the benefits of the fisherman?" The rest of the people also asked Gong Qingduo one after another, as if they regarded Gong Qingduo as their backbone.

Gong Qingduo pondered for a while, and then said: "At this time, the demon cult members are cleaning up the judges. Although the situation is very beneficial to us, we must not remain indifferent and wait here to reap the benefits of the fisherman. After all, these demon cult members are not Our allies, the Demon Cult's temperament is changeable, if we don't take action, they will very likely regard us as the target they want to kill."

"Listen to my orders, and divide the troops into two groups. Cangqing faction, Shuiyue Palace, and Baihuagu disciples form a team and attack the left rear of Murong Qing's helpers. Xiaoyaozhuang, Wangchen Temple and other gang members form a team and attack Murong. Qing's helpers attack from the right rear. We will attack inside and outside with the disciples of the Devil's Cult, and defeat Murong Qing in one fell swoop." Gong Qingduo raised his long sword high and gave an order, and everyone behind him responded in unison.

"Eliminate Murong Qing. Eliminate harm for the martial arts. Anyone who dares to stop him will die."

"Eliminate Murong Qing. Eliminate harm for the martial arts. Anyone who dares to stop him will die."

"Eliminate Murong Qing. Eliminate harm for the martial arts. Anyone who dares to stop him will die."

"Kill. Kill. Kill."

The people of the righteous way raised their weapons and rushed towards Yu Ranqi and the others, and just happened to encircle him with the disciples of the Juexuan sect who were rushing down the slope. Poor Yu Ranqi, they were the ones who surrounded others, but now The situation has come to a head.

Just like that, the decent people actually cooperated with the Demon Sect, which they have always been shameless, and everyone knew it well. The cooperation was very tacit, and often when the decent people were surrounded by Yu Ranqi's people, the Juexuan Sect disciples would come Help and vice versa.

Although there is no named alliance between them, it is just a layer of window paper, and everyone knows that they are allies in this scene.

Yu Ranqi was caught off guard. Although his disciples were no less than either decent people or Juexuan sect disciples, it was a pity that his opponent was the sum of these two gangs, and the advantage of having more others was gone.

In such a situation, most of the people on Yu Ranqi's side were scared out of their wits, and their hands and feet were bound. Some even had the idea of ​​retreating, and they were afraid that they would be defeated in a short time.

Looking at the magnificent scene down the slope, Mo Xuan raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction. It seems that these decent people are not so unbearable, and the overall situation is very good.

Mo Xuan seemed to be in a good mood. Even though he was facing the pincer attacks of more than a dozen foundation-building monks, he still seemed to be able to handle it with ease. Although he couldn't get out of trouble temporarily, he was not at a disadvantage.

The leading Taoist priest panicked, and yelled at Murong Qing who had been standing by, "Murong Qing, why don't you hurry up and help me. Why are you standing there stupidly?"

"The leader of the alliance has more important matters, so the leader of the Demon Cult will trouble all the masters of the Flying Zong faction."

Murong Qing didn't give the leading Taoist a look, turned around and walked down the hillside. Now that the fight has started, I believe these disciples of the Feizong sect have no room to escape, so why should he continue to deceive the other party.It's best if they're all dead, so that no one can compete with him for the baby.

"Murong Qing, you are shameless." The leading Taoist yelled angrily, being so angry with Murong Qing, he lost his mind for a while, and was almost shot to death by Mo Xuan.

The leading Taoist priest didn't dare to scold Murong Qing anymore, so he could only focus all his attention on Mo Xuan's attack.

Murong Fu huddled in a corner of the tall tomb door and shivered. He looked at Murong Qing's back in fear, and couldn't believe that this man was his father. unbearable.

Yao Lian and Gong Qingduo at the foot of the hill also joined the battle. Yao Lian was unwilling to kill people. Even though he was in such a chaotic battlefield, he only cut the enemy and it was not a threat to him.

Gong Qingduo, who was always worried about Yao Lian's safety, did not go far, and killed the enemy not far away from Yao Lian. If Yao Lian was in danger, he could come over at any time.

Another thing that Yao Lian is somewhat relieved is that he has a few disciples of the Juexuan Sect by his side. Although he didn't have much contact with them when he went to the Juexuan Sect, they all recognize him and often take care of those who have been injured by him. , This can be regarded as a small favor for myself.

Yao Lian is a little proud, his popularity seems to be good, haha.

"Brother Yao, be careful." Yao Lian was so proud that he was almost not stabbed by the enemy at the side. Fortunately, Xiao Changfeng, who had been by Yao Lian's side, blocked the attack for Yao Lian. He swung his folding fan and flew towards the man's neck. When he came back, there was already a faint red line on the man's neck, and then he fell to the ground and returned to his hometown.

"Ah, thanks to you, Xiao Changfeng. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'm going to get hurt." Yao Lian was taken aback by this turn of events, and it took him a while to react, and hurriedly thanked Xiao Changfeng.

Gong Qingduo was also taken aback by Yao Lian, and was almost hit by Yu Ranqi. Seeing that Yao Lian had Xiao Changfeng beside him, she felt relieved and continued to fight with Yu Ranqi.

"It's okay, as long as you are not injured." Xiao Changfeng smiled, the smile was very warm, like a spring breeze blowing over people's faces, caressing their faces.

Seeing that there were not many enemies around, Xiao Changfeng simply talked to Yao Lian, "Brother Yao, are you okay? Has Murong Qing made things difficult for you these few days?"

"That damn old man, how dare he make things difficult for me." Yao Lian proudly showed off to Xiao Changfeng, "I have the treasure he wants in my hand. How could he be willing to make things difficult for me?" Yao Lian shook his hand at Xiao Changfeng as he spoke The Qingming Sword in the book.

"Really. Brother Yao, you are really amazing." Xiao Changfeng looked at Yao Lian sincerely, "Brother Yao, can you use Changfeng to have a look at this sword?"

Yao Lian was taken aback, although he didn't know why Xiao Changfeng asked him why he wanted the sword, he still handed the Qingming Sword to the other party, "Okay, I'll show you, but hurry up, we still have to fight the enemy, "

"Well, I'll return it to you soon." Xiao Changfeng took the Qingming Sword in Yao Lian's hand, then shook his wrist, a trace of struggle appeared on his face, but it quickly disappeared, and he moved forward with the wrist holding the folding fan As soon as he sent it off, he stabbed Yao Lian's chest with ease, the action was so gentle, yet ruthless.

Yao Lian looked at Xiao Changfeng in shock, he didn't even realize what was going on, obviously he had a good chat with him, so why did his heart hurt so much...

Xiao Changfeng's weapon is his folding fan, which looks very fragile, but the fan bones are made of fine iron, and the edges are extremely sharp, piercing through Yao Lian's body with ease.Just in case, Xiao Changfeng turned the hand holding the folding fan around vigorously, which aggravated Yao Lian's wound.

"Why, what?" Yao Lian's lips trembled, and a drop of sweat rolled down his forehead.

"Brother Yao, ask Changfeng why he wanted to kill you." Xiao Changfeng frowned and asked himself, and then quickly figured out something, his eyes were very bright, "Why are there so many things in life, kill if you want to kill." Xiao Changfeng said and smiled at Yao Lian, the smile was as warm as before, but it couldn't warm Yao Lian's heart anymore.

No matter how gentle the spring breeze caresses you, it will also take away the moisture in your body.

"Heh..." Yao Lian smiled wryly, the pain in his brows could not be concealed, it looked very distressing, but unfortunately it couldn't shake Xiao Changfeng's state of mind in the slightest.

Xiao Changfeng still felt that the blow to Yao Lian was not enough, and said: "Well, brother Yao is very sad to see you like this, but it is not necessary. Changfeng didn't regard you as a friend, brother Yao, and you are another Why bother. The first time we met, we were enemies. How could I become friends with you since you humiliated me like that. The reason why Changfeng was so kind to you at the martial arts conference was because of that holy medicine. Otherwise, you think that I will be with that Han, Han Feng, right? I’m just as stupid as him to block the knife for you. There are so many coincidences in the world, how could my injury be so coincidental, it’s only a hair’s breadth away from hurting my heart, my life At the funeral, this is all my means to win your trust..."

"Clang,"

Before Xiao Changfeng could finish speaking, a loud sword sound rang out, and then a silver-white sword pierced directly between Xiao Changfeng's eyebrows. Xiao Changfeng quickly dodged to avoid it. Although he was not killed on the spot, half of his flowing long hair was chopped off , Even his fair cheeks were cut several times by the sword energy, looking very embarrassed.

Despite this change, Xiao Changfeng still clenched the Qingming Sword in his hand and did not lose it, and the folding fan clenched in the other hand was not willing to stay in Yao Lian's body, it was actually given to him alive by him. It was pulled out from Yao Lian's chest.

Bright red blood poured out from the hideous wound on Yao Lian's chest, like a river dam bursting. Although the pain of folding the fan was severe, Yao Lian was already numb at this time, and he didn't even scold Xiao Changfeng and He couldn't support his strength to stand upright, so he just fell down straight.

This is the first time Yao Lian has come into contact with death so closely, no, it is the first time facing the end of death. I have done my filial piety in front of my cheap father, I haven't been able to see Xiao Hei who has passed through the infancy and entered the mature stage, and I haven't been able to use my newly practiced Little Thousand Sword Formation on such a large battlefield. Playing prestige...

Is he dying.Obviously he didn't want to die, but why did he still want to die?

Yao Lian didn't just fall to the ground so hard, on the contrary, he was hugged by someone when he was about to fall to the ground. This person hugged him so tightly that Yao Lian could hardly breathe.

"Yao Lian, did you hear that, I don't allow you to die, you, how could you just leave senior brother behind like this..." Gong Qingduo hugged Yao Lian's body and cried loudly, regardless of whether there were enemies around .

He only knew that his favorite junior brother was gone, so what was the point of his life, death would no longer pose any threat to him, otherwise he wouldn't have forcibly stopped in the battle with Yu Ranqi just now Leaving, throwing Yin Xiao in his hand recklessly to Xiao Changfeng who killed the junior brother, and then he was hit by Yu Ranqi in the back full of loopholes and was seriously injured.

Yao Lian's eyes were blurred at this time, and he couldn't see who the face presented in front of his eyes was. Even his brain became confused, and he couldn't remember many things, and he couldn't remember the words that filled his eyes. Who is the voice in my ear?

Is it brother talking?But why is the tone wrong?That's right, how could it be a senior brother who is so fierce...