After hearing what Liu Qiushui said, the three Ximen brothers looked at each other and knew that Liu Qiushui was indeed planning to kill the enemy at this moment.

When it was confirmed that there were no ambushing other people around this week, the three Ximen Lust brothers were relieved. The plan was successful and they no longer had any effort to deal with the two Wei Wei brothers with more than a dozen people. Even if they had great skills, they would definitely be able to hold on for how long.

"Liu Qiushui cannot survive."

Zhang Fengfu said in a deep voice.

"If she survives, we will have no good show. Even the Lord's dream will be lost. Now it's time for you to secretly help."

"Are you sure you won't take advantage of my actions to sneak out?" Zunjun looked at Zhang Feng's mansion with a smile, making the little little Jiujiu in Zhang Feng's mansion dare not reveal it at all.

"If you have such great skills, I only have one leg to do now. Even if I can escape, where can I escape? Everything I do is just for our cooperation." Zhang Fengfu smiled awkwardly.

"You are still smart. If you really dare to escape, you will break your legs when I catch you."

Under the cold night, the four Wei Wei and his brothers lost, and there were many wounds on their bodies. Although the Emei Sword Formation is not as good as the Qingcheng Sword Sword, it is full of murderous intentions. Moreover, there are Ximen Qing and the other three who helped him, and within a short time, they have lost 60% to 70% of their combat power.

"Liu Qiushui, you woman is really vicious."

Wei Wei was unwilling to accept his heart, his eyes were red, and he regretted it even more that he should not have taken the lives of the three brothers and brothers for this.

The eldest brother even sneered: "There are two poisons in the world, wolf-hearted and dog-hearted. No matter how poisonous the wolf-hearted and dog-hearted the wolf-hearted and dog-hearted, it's not as good as the woman's heart. For the fourth junior brother, my four brothers and I are unable to make a comeback today. Now, your two senior brothers and I will try our best to send you away. But after you go back, you must explain what happened today to the prince's princess. What should I apologize? As for her, Liu Qiushui, if you want to be the prince's concubine? Let's be her big dream of spring and autumn."

Wei Wei widened his eyes as if he suddenly thought of something.

"Senior Brother, no."

At this time, Ximen Qing also narrowed his eyes.

"It is rumored that the most powerful skill of the Four Elders in Nanling was a sword technique that died with their opponents. This sword technique is very suitable for being the guards of the royal family. Today, we can't turn back the disciples of the Four Elders of Nanling to this point. Since we want to kill, we have to kill them completely, otherwise we will all have trouble. Liu Qiushui, you block the gap and you must not leave."

Liu Qiushui knew the power well, and there was no other way at this time, so he could only nod and agree. The three sword techniques used together were used, but when he saw the sword energy was filled with light and shadow, Wei Wei could not bear it, he could only fly far away. Unexpectedly, Liu Qiushui followed closely with the sword. The Emei Sword Formation was not reacting in time when the three of them died together, and was destroyed. Even the three brothers Ximen Qing, who were a little far away from the sword formation, were affected and each was injured. As for the three elder brothers, all their tendons and veins were cut off and they could not die again.

"To prevent changes, please follow up and take a look. Liu Qiushui is a woman who is deeper than we think. We must not let her leave our sight."

Ximen, the worst injured, coughed violently. He was not old enough, so he was not as banned as a middle-aged man.

"Boss, you..."

Du Qianxin was hesitant.

"I'm fine." Ximen waved his hand and said no need to worry. "If Wei Wei is solved, we can rest assured."

The two had to leave.

Ximen breathed a sigh of relief.

"The four elders of Nanling, you four old people are indeed worthy of being the lackeys of the royal family. The sword skills taught by the disciples are so desperate. If I hadn't had a strong internal strength, I would have almost set off with these little wives from Emei."

Ximen meditated on the spot and calmed down his internal organs, but he never thought that a cold sound would come at this time.

"Actually, even if you are on the road with them now, it's still time."

"who?"

Ximen lusts her heart tightened.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost here?"

The cold voice said again: “There are no ones who pretend to be a ghost, I’ll give you a copy.

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There are people who give gifts.”

A ball of things that were unknown were thrown from a certain direction. Ximen Qing instinctively thought it was a hidden weapon and threw out a folding fan to intercept it. The ball of things was intercepted one meter away. It was clearly seen that it was a ball of rags, and the fabric was somewhat familiar.

Ximen lust, the uneasiness that had disappeared in his heart that had disappeared before rose again, and he staggered up and approached the cloth. The strong smell of blood made him feel a little afraid to reveal the cloth soaked in blood.

Because he had already remembered why this fabric was so familiar.

But Ximen Qing still picked up the ball of clothes with a folding fan.

"old……"

Fortunately, the clothes are just a piece of wood.

"Scared me."

Ximen Qing took a deep breath.

"The third brother is here..." The voice was finally close, and a bloody head rolled to Ximen's feet. His eyes that were still not closed showed how unwilling Yu Shengyan died.

"Who are you? Get out of here." Ximen Qing roared hysterically, but was injured by the impact of the sword energy before. At this time, his internal strength was disordered, and he was even more injured. He spat out a large mouthful of blood with a whistle.

"I'm here."

Song Yixue's face was pale, but at this moment, there was endless flames of revenge burning in his eyes.

"It's you... it's you..."

Ximen Qing didn't have time to think about where Song Yixue got his skills to kill the third brother. At this time, he could only think of removing Song Yixue from all over the place.

Although he was seriously injured, he still staggered towards Song Yixue.

"I'm going to kill you..."

"Do you think you can still kill me like this? I have been dormant nearby for a long time, and I am waiting for this opportunity."

Song Yixue laughed.

"When I caught me and insulted me, did you think that you would be today?"

"Don't pretend, I can see that you have suffered serious injuries." Ximen Liang's folding fan turned into a life-seeking weapon to slash Song Yixue's throat, and was bounced away by Song Yixue's sword.

"Yes, I was indeed injured."

Although Song Yixue was boiling, he was still calm, which reminded him of some old past events that he didn't want to mention.

"But I know that people like you often have one of the biggest common problems."

"What common problem?" Ximen Qing was close to Song Yixue.

Song Yixue sneered and turned around and stabbed the sword in his hand into his heart.

Death of suicide?

No.

Ximen Qing suddenly widened her eyes and quickly retreated.

I have just experienced three fools who died together, and now there is another Song Yixue?

Although Ximen Qing retreated quickly, it was too late to face Song Yixue's knife. Song Yixue passed the sword through his armpit, facing Ximen Qing's chest.

The long sword enters the heart, and blood sprays out like a fountain.

"You...you..."

Ximen Lun twitched all over, and you won’t say a word after all.

Song Yixue said in a deep voice: "If you go forward just now, you can kill me, but you will retreat. I have already said that there is one of the biggest common problems for people like you, that is, they are afraid of death, but you don't have to feel lonely, because there is another person who has died in my move."

"Who is that person?"

"I don't know who he is, I only know that he has a nickname called the Blood Knife Ancestor."

...

"Liu Qiushui, do you have to do things so utterly?"

The injured Wei Wei was not as fast as Liu Qiushui. Even though his martial arts skills were originally better than Liu Qiushui, he was still picked up by Liu Qiushui and forced to the point of desperate situation.

"Today's affairs have come to this point. Do you think there is still room for improvement?" The Emei disciple who was so kind to me and me on the bed in the past was no longer there, and was replaced by a life-seeking woman named Rakshasa.

Wei Wei was ashamed. Everything today was expected, and he even took the lives of three senior brothers. How could Liu Qiushui let him go?

"Even if you kill me, that's ugly

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The Eight Monsters would not let you go so easily, you can still be played with by him in the midst of applause."

"I know." Liu Qiushui smiled coldly. "This is also a solution. In their hands, it is at least much better than being coerced by you."

"Why?" Wei Wei wanted to die and understand.

"Because they are evil, they dare not kill me, and you are just dead soldiers. Dead soldiers are shameless, so you can only die."

Liu Qiushui took a last look at Wei Wei.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Wei, I've told you a long time ago. If you had heard me and killed him, there wouldn't be so many things. So you didn't die in my hands, you died in your own hands. Go on the road."

"Okay, okay, it's really amazing."

A deserted figure came over and there was a man who kept his head down when he seemed inconvenient to walk.

Liu Qiushui was shocked. When he saw the woman coming with his own eyes, he returned from panic to normal again.

"The witch, it's you."

Qianqian already knew that she would recognize herself as Qianxuan, so she was not surprised. She just smiled and said, "What a great disciple of Emei. For the sake of covering up her shame, she would just kill her fellow disciples. Now she doesn't even let go of her own mistress. It would be a pity if you don't become a princess."

"Goddess, what are you saying? I can't understand a single word."
To be continued...