Chapter 90 If you turn against me, I will kill you

"Shut up..... There is no need to mention the matter of Lingzong. Now let's talk about the enmity between us..." Qingyu sneered,

"Spies, take your life"

Murong He smiled,

"I'm afraid it's my turn to say this... Just by you? These miscellaneous soldiers must be... Slaughter the prisoners in the village?"

"Smart" Qingyu nodded. He did not intend to hide it. No matter who saw such a team, he would not feel much threat. He was not afraid to reach the ears of the senior officials of Ghost Garden.

Muronghe said, "I can't underestimate you as a boy. It seems that your appearance is just to oppose me. My plan has been completely disrupted by you. It seems that it's absolutely impossible not to kill you."

Murong He's threat did not have any effect on Qing Yu. A trace of fine light flashed in Qing Yu's eyes, and the sword in his right hand turned around like a wind, pointing in one direction. Murong He glanced curiously.

With this glance, he was stunned.

It was a person who was stained with blood. The blood flowed down his shoulders to his chest. The clothes on his chest had long been dyed red, and his right hand hung weakly. Although the sword was still held in his hand, there was no trace of anger. His eyes seemed to be dim and gray because of too much blood loss.

The left hand supported the whole body hard, leaning against a big tree, and the surrounding grass and mud were covered with blood, flowing like a stream, which was terrible. Seeing Murong River looking at himself, the white wolf was stunned and shook his head with a wry smile, which meant that you couldn't win at all.

Muronghe was shocked. He knew the personality of the white wolf, the competitive personality of the white wolf, and since the white wolf was there, how could he tolerate Qingyu's unbridledness.

However, at this moment, the white wolf actually leaned on the back of the tree like dead, dying. He would admit defeat and tolerate Qingyu's arrogance here, and the white wolf also told himself with his eyes that there was no chance. What can this prove?

Prove that Qingyu has been able to defeat the white wolf easily, instead of relying on conspiracy and tricks, nor by playing tricks to win by playing tricks.

It's impossible. He doesn't want to believe the truth. This guy, Qingyu, this young man, hasn't seen him for half a month. At the beginning, he was just a swordsman-level rookie. Do you need to be afraid?

"Qing Yu, what trick did you use to hurt the white wolf like this... Let him go..."

Qingyu shook his head and sighed, "People of your own spiritual sect can kill at will. You care so much about the life and death of outsiders. Haha, ridiculous... Human beings will always be such fickle animals. Among human beings, there will always be scum like you..."

"Hahaha..." Murong He laughed, with half a sadness and seven points of sarcasm in his laughter.

"Qing Yu, I don't know where you came from, but I hate your expression as if you know everything and everything. He looks like he knows everything. Even now, even if the white wolf dies, what does it have to do with me? Do you think I'm a white wolf? Drink..."

Muronghe's sword is incredibly fast. At least in the eyes of Zhiliu and Xiong Kun, it is a fast and incredible sword, flashing in front of everyone like lightning. Zhiliu and Xiong Kun couldn't help shouting worried

" Beware of this sneak attack..."

The sudden offensive was not exchanged for Qingyu's panic.

Qing Yu did not move, and there was no trace of concession. Murong He's sword was getting closer and closer, and Qing Yu could even see the gloomy and cruel smile on Murong He's face.

Qing Yu also smiled and laughed more ruthlessly.

In an instant, the sword had reached the front of Qingyu, and Murong He's sword blade stabbed Qingyu's chest.

Qing Yu's straight body shook for a moment. He felt that he only needed to rely on his sword to solve this guy, and there was no need to use the black scale broken soul hand.

There was no precursor or hesitation. Qingyu's body moved like lightning and avoided Murong River's sword. It could even be said that Murong River's sword did not even touch the corners of Qingyu's clothes.

The sword flashed by, but it was empty. This really surprised Murong He. Unexpectedly, he had not seen it for half a month, and Qingyu's body was still as ghostly as that, or even more ghostly.

While Qing Yu dodged the sword thorn, the shocking snow sword in his hand did not stop. Qing Yu did not use too much force, but took advantage of the inertia of his body rotation. He just waved his hand so gently, and the wind sounded, which shocked Murong He and just wanted to dodge. But he saw one leg kicking in the direction of his face.

Peng.....!!!

He was kicked over by Qingyu and fell to the ground. Murong He knew in his heart that it should be that the boy didn't want to kill himself, but just wanted to insult himself.

Qing Yu looked down at the defeated Murong River, the traitor and spy. This old treacherous man has been a cunning villain for most of his life. I can't help but feel nausea in my heart.

Murong He got up and looked at Qingyu. Qingyu took another foot and was about to kick him over again. Murong He was shocked and quickly dodged. This dodge almost made him panic and fall down again.

"Hum..." Zhiliu and Xiong Kun looked at Murong He's awkward appearance and couldn't help but feel happy and comfortable.

"Bah..... What's the matter, Muronghe, the great patriarch, can't stand up with one or two moves?

Four hundred brothers injured several brothers, and the other battles were over, followed by Zhi Liu and laughed.

Murong He's face changed. He felt that the whole world was laughing at him. He felt that he could really describe himself with no shame.

When those people in black saw that their masters were so embarrassed, they quickly surrounded Murong River one by one. He shouted repeatedly,

"Lead, how are you doing, Commander? Are you okay?"

Hearing the shouting of a steward in black, Murong He's face became darker, and Murong River issued

The wailing of "ah" is probably his most humiliating time. He not only lost his face, but also made Qingyu and others regain their dignity.

Murong He's face became very ugly in an instant. He absolutely couldn't believe that this guy named Qingyu surpassed himself so quickly. I'm afraid he was already a swordsman and five or six stars. He was surprised why the white wolf was defeated by this boy, and now he fully understood.

Murong He wink at the man in black who came forward. The man in black understood and immediately waved his hand, and the people in black around him immediately surrounded him.

Qing Yu doesn't know well that this guy wants the dog to jump over the wall.

Muronghe is not a fool, and he is not a heroic individualistic guy like a white wolf. He is old and can't rely on his own strength alone to overcome all problems.

He knew that the three young people in front of him would not let him go. All he had to do was to do it first.

"Do it." Murong He's slightly pale lips moved slightly. Others didn't hear it. Qing Yu heard it clearly, and he immediately realized that it was not good.

Qing Yu stepped back three steps and said to Zhi Liu and Xiong Kun,

"You go and invite the two elders of gold and silver to help the war. In addition, the general manager of the loess can't be lost. There are still many places we need him..."

Zhi Liu heard it clearly, and he immediately turned around and ran away.

Qing Yu knew that this battle was a little cruel to these 400 brothers, but he had to fight, because no matter how powerful he was, he was just a person. When a person faced thousands of troops and horses, no matter how powerful the force was, it seemed so pale and powerless.

But Qingyu knew that if these 400 people were baptized by the battlefield, the rest of them would definitely become the masters of tigers and wolves in the future. Although this is a little cruel to the dead brother, there is nothing we can do about it. In order to survive and for the survival of more people, there must be sacrifices.

Murong He sneered, "Do you think these thieves under yours can fight against the well-trained black army? It's a joke..."

Qingyu's face was cold, and it can't be blamed on Muronghe for cheating, because Muronghe knew clearly that he could not defeat Qingyu at this moment, so he had to use human sea tactics. Qingyu knew that it was time to boost his morale.

"Brothers, it's good. This is the first battle of the Gate of Heaven. If you win, you will still drink and eat meat. If you lose, you will become a pile of bones. What are you afraid of!!!"

"Roar...what are you afraid of!!!" The brothers around heard Qing Yu's familiar voice, and they knew that they would definitely get through the difficulties again this time, although they might die. You may also lose some brothers, but who will be afraid of death?

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