The priest is a loser

Shen Zhao jumped off the bird's back and immediately ordered his subordinates to come forward to help.

Liu Yu struggled to pull the iron chain, watched Duan Han struggle continuously, trying to pick up the long sword that fell on the ground, and couldn't help worrying: "It's not a solution to keep Senior Duan trapped like this!"

"Don't worry, on the way I came here, I saw the leader of the martial arts alliance coming here." Shen Zhao replied.

"Alliance leader?!"

"Even if they send a letter asking for support to the Wulin League in advance, they will come here day and night after seeing it... It will take about seven days!"

Although they were puzzled, there was still a glimmer of hope in everyone's hearts.

Another white eagle flew from the sky, Mu Changxian didn't look up this time, he knew it was Dongfang Yun.

Bai Ying took Dongfang Yun and Xiao You, and landed on the open space not far away. Xiao You turned down first, holding a sharp stone and drawing something on the ground.

Seeing him appear, Qin Sheng couldn't help being surprised and said, "You're back?!"

Qin Fengya twitched his lips in disapproval when he saw Qin Sheng's expression of concern for a member of the Demon Cult.

Dongfang Yun ignored Qin Fengya's scrutinizing gaze, and nodded to Qin Sheng.

At this time, Qin Mian appeared out of nowhere, poked out half of his head behind Dongfang Yun, and called weakly to the disgraced two elder brothers: "Brother...Brother Fengya..."

Qin Sheng's expression darkened instantly: "..."

Qin Fengya said anxiously: "Didn't Ah Cheng send someone to escort you away? Why are you back again!"

While speaking, the hands holding the iron chain couldn't help but loosen a little bit of strength, just like that, almost made Duan Han break free from the iron chain.

He didn't dare to relax anymore, his whole body tensed up, and he stared at Duan Han with all his attention.

Qin Mian seemed to feel a little guilty for not listening to his brother, Dongfang Yun explained in a rare way: "I asked him to help."

"Help?" Someone asked suspiciously.

Dongfang Yun didn't take it seriously, maybe he was used to being suspected by others, so he calmly said: "I discovered the strangeness of those fireflies in that sea of ​​flowers, I think I have a way to deal with the corpse gu in Duan Han's body, I will set up the formation next , you must hold him back during this period."

What flower sea?Everyone was at a loss, only Mu Changxian and the others knew the key.

Before everyone could answer, Dongfang Yun had already started to set up the formation.

The white eagles hovered in the sky, chirping continuously as if sensing a crisis.

Sweat slid down Qin Sheng's browbones from his cheeks. The white eagle's cry was unusually loud. He found it strange, and said, "Lord Shen, you bird..."

"There are people on the wall!" Shen Zhao said in a deep voice.

Everyone was startled, and looked up at the city wall, there was nothing there except the dazzling sunlight and the blue sky.

"Who is there?"

"Don't be distracted!" Qin Sheng shouted hastily, Mu Changxian was in a bad mood.

But it was too late, just now Duan Han stopped struggling and stood quietly like a rock, letting everyone take it lightly. At this moment, he suddenly exploded, with great strength, and threw them all out.

Qin Fengya half knelt on the ground, spit out a mouthful of black blood, Qin Sheng took a step towards him: "Brother?"

"It's okay." Qin Fengya raised his hand to signal him not to move.

Qin Sheng remained silent and looked away from him.

Duan Han bent over stiffly to pick up the sword on the ground.

Thinking back to the battle in the city, everyone was terrified, and no one wanted to go through that experience that was more terrifying than being in hell again.

Mu Changxian held the left arm holding the sword, and blood oozes again from the congealed wound on his left shoulder. He looked at his father, hoping that he would look up at him.

Just like when he was a child, his father walked across the autumn cherry blossoms outside the villa, came over and stroked his head, his voice was as gentle as a white cloud, and he smiled and whispered to him, "It's time to go home."

Mu Changxian opened his mouth, full of thoughts that he couldn't express, Duan Han raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were empty but cold.

Shen Shizhi, who was hiding on the city wall, came out of the shadows, her lips opened and closed, as if whispering an ancient and evil spell: "Kill him, kill him, kill him..."

There was unusual excitement in the pure blue eyes.

White Eagle's chirping sound was suddenly sharp.

Duan Han attacked Mu Changxian almost without warning, his movements were still as stiff as before, as fast as lightning and as light as a feather.

Mu Changxian blocked with his sword. Even with all his strength, he was pushed dozens of feet away, leaving long marks on the ground.

Duan Han slashed at the sword that was blocking him, and Mu Changxian spat out a mouthful of blood, but still fought hard, the sword was trembling and suppressed, getting closer and closer to his own neck.

Qin Sheng wanted to step forward to help, but was forced back several times by the strong sword energy, feeling extremely anxious inside.

At this moment of dilemma, Dongfang Yun suddenly heard: "Okay!"

Mu Changxian's face was pale, the blade of the sword was pressed against the skin of his neck, and the sharp blade easily cut open like a bloodthirsty ghost.

How can the dead have feelings... Mu Changxian annihilated the last hope in his heart, and despair and sadness overwhelmed him.

Duan Han seemed to be taken aback.

Qin Sheng shouted loudly: "Now is the time!"

Pulled back to reality by Qin Sheng's voice, Mu Changxian immediately changed his moves to block Duan Han's long sword, and then ran to the center of the formation without hesitation, as if he had decided that Duan Han would follow him.

Five cloth bags containing various Gu insects were placed in a circle on the totem with human eyes painted on them. Mu Changxian looked at the slightly rising earth pit at his feet, which looked like a small tomb.

Duan Han really followed him into the formation.

Shen Shizhi watched him rush into Dongfang Yun's formation without obeying orders, and desperately ordered him to go out immediately, but Duan Han still didn't respond, and the long flute sound came from below soon.

Shen Shizhi's gaze fixed on Duan Han fell on Dongfang Yun, and the sound of the flute made the mother Gu in the box twist her body in pain.

He suddenly looked back suspiciously at Ying Qi behind him.

Ying Qi lowered his head silently, quietly looking at the dagger in his sleeve, hesitating in his heart.

As soon as Duan Han entered the formation eye, the Gu worms in the cloth bags around the formation eye began to stir.

"The moment the firefly turns into a firefly, you must come out immediately!" Dongfang Yun instructed, then put the bone flute to his mouth.

Mu Changxian resisted Duan Han's uninterrupted offensive and had no time to respond.

The flute sounded slowly in his ears, Duan Han suddenly arched his body, and thrust his long sword into the ground. He roared a few times like a wild animal in pain, and Mu Changxian couldn't help but approach him.

At this time, a light blue flame sprang up from the 'tomb' at an extremely fast speed, and the tongue of the flame licked Mu Changxian's cheek, not a trace of heat, but rather cold.

"Come out!" Qin Sheng's shout came from beside his ear.

Mu Changxian looked at his father in extreme pain in the flames, and suddenly thought of dying with his father again.

Dongfang Yun saw that Mu Changxian was still standing in the formation absent-mindedly, and immediately put down the bone flute, trying to pull him out.

But the flames, like a will-o'-the-wisp, suddenly shot up, covering the entire formation, and mercilessly drowning the two people in the formation.

"Brother Changxian!" Qin Sheng lost his voice.

A red figure suddenly flashed, and sank into the flames without a sound.