The priest is a loser

Dongfang Yun saw Liu Qiu'an lying weakly behind Mu Changxian, and didn't ask a few words of concern, but put away the bone flute, and then threw the rope to Mu Changxian.

Mu Changxian tied Liu Qiuan to himself, and Liu Qiuan seemed to be aware of it and hugged him tightly.

The three climbed up the cliff with strong ropes, their bodies covered in drops of water splashed from the waterfall.

"Elder Dongfang..." Mu Changxian squatted down, Liu Qiuan leaned in his arms, and frowned uncomfortably.

"What happened to him?" Dongfang Yun asked.

Mu Changxian immediately replied, "Qiu An seems to be slowly losing her five senses."

Dongfang Yun raised Liu Qiuan's wrist, felt his pulse carefully, and finally his face sank, he took out a few bottles of medicine from the cloth pocket at his waist, pinched his chin, and gave him a drink.

"Did he not take my words seriously again, and took the medicine to restore internal strength like candy?" Dongfang Yun said in a bad tone, and even glared at Mu Changxian, "Forget it, go to Shuize City. "

Mu Changxian was slightly taken aback, "Is there really a Gu in this world that can manipulate corpses?"

"Have."

Dongfang Yun stared at him deeply, "Go and delay Duan Han, I will take him to a safe place and come to support him right away."

"Okay." Mu Changxian looked down at Liu Qiuan for the last time.

Liu Qiuan still frowned tightly, as if trapped in a boundless hell.

Chang Xia anxiously walked back and forth at the gate of the city. There were constant roars and screams in the city. The huge gate separated the two places. He didn't know what was going on inside the city. He was anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

At this time, what can I do?

Chang Xia tried his best to calm himself down, but when he thought of Liu Zifeng breaking into the city of Mizusawa, which was fighting for him, he felt restless and extremely annoyed.

Maybe I was wrong, my father was not in the city at all.

The more he thought about it, the more chaotic he became, he simply rushed forward and beat hard on the city gate made of thick wood.

"Zifeng!"

"Everyone!" His weak voice was immediately drowned out by the sound of fighting from the city.

Chang Xia took a step back, looked up, and vaguely heard someone yelling desperately: "Get out of the way!", and then there was a rumbling sound like the wrath of the earth, swallowing all human voices.

The city gate in front of him suddenly cracked several cracks, Chang Xia opened his eyes wide in fear, and dodged aside as fast as he could, but was still shocked by the powerful internal force that destroyed the city gate. He felt himself flying into the air. A piece of white light.

Just when he thought he was going to have his internal organs bleed, a familiar voice sounded beside his ear, "Chang Xia!"

Chang Xia was in a trance for a while, but still bumped into a tree, the old plane tree fell down with a crash, raising a ground of dilapidated dead leaves.

He struggled to hold himself up, almost unable to breathe.

Under the blue sky after the mist cleared, a man with gray skin like a dead man, with his back facing the magnificent Mizusawa City, looked straight ahead, looking a little confused.

Qin Sheng and others were seriously injured and fell to the ground.

"Aren't the disciples of the Duan Clan all using two swords? Why does Duan Han only use one sword... Is he really Duan Han, the Patriarch of the Duan Clan back then!"

"Regardless of whether... must not, must not let him go..." one of the masters was dying.

Duan Han turned his head to look at Liu Zifeng, who was lying on the side. Liu Zifeng closed his lips tightly, a trace of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth, and he looked directly at Duan Han with unwavering anger.

Seeing Duan Han suddenly raised his sword and walked towards Liu Zifeng, Chang Xia panicked, but her body was in pain and she couldn't move.

He raised the blood-stained long sword high, and the blade was shining with dazzling light.

Shen Shizhi, who was hiding on the city wall, watched all this and whispered to the mother Gu in her hand.

Duan Han suddenly swung his long sword down.

Liu Zifeng never blinked his eyes, he saw a figure in front of him, the Liu's crane pattern on his clothes was stained with blood mixed with sand, blown by the wind, infinitely sad.

"Father!"

Liu Zifeng yelled heart-piercingly, Duan Han moved Liu Yu's sword slightly with his wrist, and then grabbed his neck with one hand and lifted him into the air.

Liu Yuben was seriously injured. At this time, he was holding his arm weakly, looking at his cloudy and dim eyes, recalling the past, tears slowly welled up in his eyes, and said with difficulty: "Senior Duan..."

"..." Duan Han stared at him emotionlessly, and the strength of his palm became heavier and heavier.

Liu Yu raised his neck in pain, his eyes were gradually covered by blackness, only a little light penetrated through, and his ears were buzzing.

Liu Zifeng desperately got up from the ground, dragged his heavy body, shouted and rushed towards the tall Duan Han.

Duan Han didn't move, he was sent flying with just a little internal force.

Qin Sheng gritted his teeth and propped himself up, but saw a white shadow approaching in the distance, catching Liu Zifeng who was fainted by the shock just in time.

Taking advantage of Duan Han looking over there, Qin Sheng raised his hand and instantly released several hidden weapons to pierce his acupuncture points.

Duan Han's hands were sore and limp, Liu Yu fell to the ground, the gradually lost air poured into his throat like a tide, he hurried to pick up his sword, the feeling of suffocation had not disappeared, his eyes darkened, and he accidentally fell on the ground again on the ground.

Mu Changxian put Liu Zifeng beside Chang Xia, and stared at Duan Han in the distance. He was in the bright sunshine, but he didn't look like a person in this world.

Duan Han walked towards Liu Yu step by step, and pointed the tip of the sword at his heart. Seeing this scene, Mu Changxian suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, and pulled out the long sword. The snow-white sword light was like a cold winter day, sharp, hard, overwhelming.

It was another sword of the father.

There was a clanging sound when the blades collided, Duan Han blocked with his sword horizontally, and Mu Changxian used all his internal strength, but he couldn't make him move a single point, but the sound of the two swords made his shoulders sore.

He had to stop his attack and retreat a few feet.

At this time, I heard Qin Sheng yell: "Brother Changxian, catch it!"

An iron chain passed quickly over Duan Han's shoulder. Mu Changxian grasped the iron chain, but found that it was not an ordinary iron chain, but a weapon called the black iron chain meteor claw. Mu Changxian knew it instantly What Qin Sheng meant.

The two circled around Duan Han and locked his neck with an iron chain, but Duan Han didn't respond.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Fengya and Liu Yu bound his body with another iron chain. Duan Han seemed to be slowly reacting and began to struggle.

Qin Sheng, Qin Fengya, and Liu Yu were obviously struggling. Mu Changxian noticed that they were strange, and couldn't help but clenched the iron chain in his hand, worried: "Are you all right?"

Qin Sheng spat out a mouthful of blood, and said with a smile, "How can you say no..."

The knights who were injured by Duan Han's internal force just now, who could barely stand up, stepped forward to help pull the iron chain that trapped Duan Han.

Duan Han roared to the sky and struggled continuously. Everyone tried their best, but they could barely hold on, and sweat was streaming down their foreheads.

A few black shadows flitted across the ground, and the cool wind caressed his side. Mu Changxian looked up and saw several huge white eagles bent down and landed here.