This sword was a blow given by Sikongsu's concentrated strength.

The prisoner's pupils looked at Sikongsu coldly, then roared wildly and rushed towards Sikongsu suddenly.

The prisoner snake was extremely powerful. When he rushed towards Sikongsu, he had a powerful demonic aura. Sikongsu showed a look of surprise on his face. How dare he fight head-on with the prisoner snake?

This prison snake is the absolute strongest among monsters. Hundreds of years ago, even if the Changhong Sword Sect wanted to conquer the prison snake and gather the power of the entire sect, it took a lot of effort.

"Zuo Qiujin, aren't you going to do it?" Sikongsu roared loudly, but the magic tricks in his hand were constantly. The flying swords that had originally attacked the spies of Qi had returned to his side and whistled towards the prisoner snake.

But this time, the prison snake closed its bloody mouth, and the flying sword stabbed its snake scales that emitted a faint light, but it was not painful or itchy.

"Zuo Qiujin!" Sikongsu was anxious when he saw the prisoner snake getting closer.

Zuo Qiujin gritted his teeth slightly and bit his palm, and blood flowed out of his palm: "Blood shakes the fist!"

The blood flowing out of him instantly solidified on his fist, accompanied by powerful mana fluctuations.

He roared and punched the prison snake, but the prison snake snorted coldly and bit Zuo Qiujin's right arm into pieces in one bite.

"ah!"

Zuo Qiujin's forehead was covered with sweat stains, and he couldn't help but scream, covered the wound on his right arm, and quickly retreated.

"Roar!" How could the Prisoner let him retreat safely at this time?

He quickly followed up and wrapped Zuo Qiu in, without giving him the slightest chance to escape.

"Sikongsu, come and save me!" Zuo Qiujin was forced to retreat one after another by the prison snake. If he did not use external forces to help, he would be unable to escape. He shouted for help to Sikongsu.

Sikongsu looked up and saw Duan Lin already brought Xiao Yuanlong and Huang Mingchun to Feili. His eyes became colder and looked at Zuo Qiujin: "Master Zuo Pavilion, hold the prison snake, I will bring someone to save you soon!"

After saying that, he stood up with his sword and flew away to Qihua Valley.

How could he save Zuo Qiujin at this time? They are already a competitor.

Even if there is no such relationship, the prisoner snake is so terrifying that he might have to break it here if he rushes up now.

It's totally not worth the loss!

"Bastard!" Zuo Qiujin saw that Sikongsu had abandoned him and fled, and immediately let out a roar of grief and anger. At this time, his right arm had been bitten off, and his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

The Prisoner was even more reluctant to leave, and his powerful demonic aura kept attacking him. Even though he was a strong man in the Heavenly Fairyland, he was still a little lonely and could not hold on at this time, and was completely suppressed and lost his temper.

The battle became more and more intense at this time. Of course, Zuo Qiujin didn't want to die. He was the lord of the Bafang Pavilion and one of the most powerful people in Yan State.

If he dies and has nothing, he will be desperate to stimulate his magic power.

In the battle with the Prisoner, all the spies in Qihua Valley hid and did not dare to emerge. Whenever they approached, the aftermath of their battle might end up in danger.

Lin Fan was hiding among more than a dozen corpses at this time, holding his breath, and did not dare to move at all.

Even blood was smeared on his face, and of course, he always paid attention to the battle above.

Zuo Qiujin was almost out of reach. Lin Fan's eyebrows were frowning tightly. He could see that Zuo Qiujin was completely forcibly holding on at this time. He would not be able to die in the hands of the prisoner.

Looking at the battle between them, Lin Fan was also amazed at this moment, and couldn't help but think in his heart, is this the power of the powerful man in the Heavenly Fairy Realm?

Although Zuo Qiujin was about to be defeated by the prisoner snake and even broke his right arm, the powerful power emitted by his every move is far beyond ordinary people.

Too strong.

Not only Lin Fan, who had this idea, but all the spies present were like this.

Finally, their battle began to come to an end.

Zuo Qiujin casts spells desperately to resist the prisoner snake, but his strength is much worse than that of the prisoner snake.

He panting and leaned against the wall, the prisoner snake slowly approached.

Zuo Qiujin's body was covered in scars, which was terrible. It was rare for the dignified Lord of the Bafang Pavilion to such an extent.

"Roar." The prison snake approached, his throat full of murderous intent.

Then, it opened its bloody mouth and a mouthful of black flame containing powerful demonic energy instantly burned towards Zuoqiu.

"Ah!" Zuo Qiujin roared, maintaining all his mana into a defensive barrier to resist the black flames.

But under the power of this black flame, it was difficult for this defensive barrier to withstand.

The defensive barrier was burned by black flames, and Zuo Qiujin could only maintain the barrier with a steady stream of magic power.

The flowers, plants, trees and rocks around the barrier were all melted by the high temperature of this black flame.

Zuo Qiujin's mana was getting less and less, and finally, he couldn't stand it anymore.

With a loud bang, the barrier shattered, and countless black flames rushed towards Zuoqiu.

"Ah!" Zuo Qiujin was panicked, but he had lost his magic power and could not escape. Hei Yan instantly surrounded him and swallowed him.

Zuo Qiujin struggled in the black flame for a moment, and gradually, he was burned to ashes.

Everyone at the scene was silent.

Lin Fan was naturally the same. He looked at Zuo Qiujin’s passing position and felt indescribable. This was a powerful man in the Heavenly Fairyland!

He is the most powerful man in Yan State, but he didn't expect to die in the hands of the Prisoner.

The prison snake snorted coldly. At this time, the prison snake, which was twenty meters long, turned into a stream of black smoke, soared into the sky and flew away from Qihua Valley.

At this time, Lin Fan and Qi's spies in Qihua Valley breathed a sigh of relief.

This monster didn't kill him.

"Hurry! We are ambushing, go away!"

These spies also came to their senses at this time and countless figures rushed towards the top of Qihua Valley.

The heads of the three major sects suddenly appeared just now, which was obviously different from what they had originally planned.

These spies can be hidden in Yan for many years without revealing traces. Naturally, they have extraordinary features, and they soon guessed that something went wrong.

Lin Fan lies in Qihua Valley without any movement.

What are you doing now? There are a large number of disciples from three major sects surrounding and suppressing them.

If you rush forward, others won’t know you. Then you will be considered a spy from Qi State and will be killed unjustly.

Sure enough, a large number of war sounds quickly broke out from above, and Lin Fan first ran to Zuoqiujie's dead place to check.

He noticed that when Zuo Qiujin died, something was not melted in the black flames of the prisoner snake.

He picked it up and saw that it turned out to be a token with the words Bafang written on it.

Lin Fan saw it and realized that this should be the token of the head of Bafang Pavilion, called Bafang Order.

This is a good thing. Lin Fan put away the Bafang Order, then found a place at the bottom of the valley to hide and rest.
Chapter completed!