Chapter 417

"Wow!"

Just then, the sound of a long sword coming out of its sheath suddenly sounded.

When Qin Changsheng completely killed Ye Feng's Yuanshen, a three foot long sword suddenly pointed to Qin Changsheng's throat.

Qin Changsheng's body suddenly stiffened, and his eyes fell on Wang Mang. He was stunned and said, "elder martial brother Wang, what are you doing?"

But Wang Mang looked sad and angry and said, "senior brother Wang? Qin Changsheng, I always regard you as the closest person and my most important brother. You know? I'd rather die than want you to be a member of the magic door, but why? Why are you a member of the magic door?"

Qin Changsheng was stunned when he heard the speech and explained: "elder martial brother Wang, you misunderstood. Just now, I just pretended to be the man of Luocha temple in order to paralyze Ye Feng and reduce his vigilance and defense against me so as to wait for an opportunity to kill him..."

"Enough!"

However, without waiting for Qin Changsheng to finish, Wang Mang shook his head and roared, "pretending to be the person of Luocha hall? Qin Changsheng, do you really think I'm stupid? At this time, you're still acting and defending in front of me?"

"You said you were just pretending to be a man in the Luocha temple. Then I asked you, where did the sword in your hand come from? As you and Ye Feng said, this sword is the life sword of the Luocha saint, and it is a peerless fierce soldier!"

"If you are not from the Luocha temple, if you have nothing to do with the Luocha saint, how can the Luocha Saint give you all her own life soldiers temporarily? The life soldiers are extremely important and have little loss, and the Luocha saint will be eaten back. If you have nothing to do with it, how can she give you this sword?"

"Even if you don't mention this sword, how can you explain the ferocious murderous spirit on you just now?! such a strong murderous spirit and blood smell, even ordinary demon friars, are far less than you! How many creatures have you poisoned to refine such a terrible murderous spirit?"

Wang Mang was very sad and angry. At the moment, he was confused and only felt pain.

My best brother, the brother I secretly vowed to follow and protect all my life, is actually the person of the devil I hate most!

This made him lose his sense of propriety for a while, and his heart was already in chaos.

Listening to Wang Mang's roar, Qin Changsheng opened his mouth, looked at Wang Mang and said, "about the origin of the nine Yin demon snake sword, if I say I picked up the sword, do you believe it?"

"Picked it up?"

Wang Mang laughed angrily: "Qin Changsheng, I'm stupid. That's why I'm blind. I mistook you for a brother! But you don't have to humiliate me like this!"

Picked it up?

A peerless fierce sword with remarkable reputation in the cultivation world. The life war sword of the holy woman of Luocha was picked up by a mortal warrior?

Who dares to believe such words?

Even if it's really picked up, how can a mortal warrior control such a peerless fierce soldier without the consent of the goddess of Luocha?

I'm afraid I'll be eaten and killed by this sword long ago.

How can you do this like an arm?

Qin Changsheng opened his mouth and finally could only remain silent.

He didn't lie.

He really found the nine Yin demon snake sword.

But although this is true, it does not have much credibility in the eyes of others.

But at the moment, looking at Wang Mang pointing at himself with a sword, Qin Changsheng was a little cold and depressed.

The other side kept saying that he was regarded as the most important brother.

But at the moment, I don't have the slightest trust in him.

This made Qin Changsheng lose interest in explanation.

He glanced at Wang Mang and disdained to explain anything. He only looked at pointing to his cold sword edge and said indifferently: "in that case, there's nothing to say. If you want to kill me, get rid of evil guard, just do it."

"You!"

Qin Changsheng's words fell to Wang Mang's ears, as if he had admitted his identity as a demon disciple.

In his heart, the last chance also disappeared without a trace. His body suddenly trembled, and his right hand squeezed the sword in his hand. Because of too much force, the long sword trembled slightly.

"Do you really think I dare not?!"

Wang Mang roared.

Qin Changsheng only looked at him quietly and was no longer interested in explaining anything to him.

Wang Mang stared at Qin Changsheng with red eyes and bit his teeth. The sword in his hand wanted to stab forward several times, but he suddenly stopped in the end.

"Ah ah ah!"

He roared, waved his sword and slashed, and a strand of hair fell from Qin Changsheng's ear.

"Qin Changsheng, from now on, you and I will break up our friendship!!"

"As for your identity, I won't talk about it to outsiders, so I can return your previous love!"

Wang Mang looked at Qin Changsheng with red eyes.

"Whatever you want."

Qin Changsheng looked at each other indifferently, landed on the ground, put away Ye Feng's storage ring and his Dharma sword, and then walked towards the distance.

He didn't fly again.

Because of the internal injury in the body, I can't suppress it at the moment.

If you continue to move your Qi recklessly and fly in the air, you will only worsen the injury in your body.

To make matters worse.

Qin Changsheng found that with the outbreak of the injury in his body, the curse force that had been suppressed by him turned out to be rebellious.

This is undoubtedly worse for him.

A faint trace of blood gushed from his mouth and dyed the cold snow on the ground red.

Qin Changsheng put away the nine Yin demon snake sword and Shura spirit, and walked forward in the snow. The injury in his body was deteriorating, and the power of the curse began to erode his vitality.

But if he didn't feel it, the injury on his body would never hurt in his heart.

He reached out to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth and walked forward without looking back.

The avenue is vast, and I walk alone.

What about immortals and demons? I just live myself.

In mid air.

Wang Mang didn't know that Qin Changsheng had already suffered serious internal injuries in order to block Ye Feng's awe inspiring sword for him.

He did not know that Qin Changsheng had just killed Ye Feng. It seemed that it was easy between lightning and flint, but how difficult it was in fact.

It can be said that the opportunity was exhausted. I just found a good opportunity, found the flaws of the other party, and finally forced the injury in my body to launch a violent attack like a storm. I finally suppressed and killed him.

This further aggravated and worsened Qin Changsheng's injury.

And at the moment, it triggered the cursed force that had been suppressed in Qin Changsheng's body!

At the moment, Qin Changsheng has reached the weakest time.

His internal organs were seriously damaged, and his vitality was eroded by the power of the curse.

Every step he took in the snow was extremely difficult. With his step-by-step progress, blood appeared on his path.

The blood gushing from Qin Changsheng's mouth fell on the snow and was soon frozen into pink ice flowers. On the endless snow field, it was particularly dazzling and eye-catching, which stunned Wang Mang.

He's hurt?

Wang Mang's eyes twinkled, looking at the lonely figure walking hard in the snow field and the dazzling blood flowers emerging at a distance behind him.

He couldn't help laughing at himself. No wonder the identity of the people in the devil's gate of the other party was exposed in front of him, but he didn't kill himself. He thought the other party was thinking about the old relationship. Was it just because he was injured?

It's just, when did he get hurt?