Zhao Changsheng, Lu Xingchen, Fan Daocheng and the others saw smiles on their faces when they saw Dugu Qingyi rushing over with a long sword.

"court death!"

The three of them, including the sect leaders and elders behind them, as well as the elders of various clans, all drew their long swords.

Now, Chen Hetu has fallen to the bottom of the pit and is dying. Even if his spiritual energy is restored, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Dugu Qingyi was alone and unable to support himself. They originally wanted to deal with him, but now he took the initiative to attack, which was exactly what they wanted.

"kill!"

Dugu Qingyi shouted loudly again and stabbed Zhao Changsheng at the front with his sword.

He knew that Zhao Changsheng was the leader in robbing Chen Hetu this time, and he had to kill Zhao Changsheng in order to relieve his hatred.

Zhao Changsheng did not expect that Dugu Qingyi's sword would stab directly at him. He hurriedly backed away and shouted at the people around him: "Stop him!"

When the people around Zhao Changsheng saw this, they all drew their swords and stabbed Dugu Qingyi.

Who knows!

Dugu Qingyi seemed to have not seen the swords they were stabbing at. The sword in his hand was still stabbing Zhao Changsheng straight.

He had already made up his mind not to defend anymore and to kill whoever he could.

It can be said that at this time, he was completely overwhelmed by anger, and he no longer cared about his own safety.

"brush!"

No matter how fast Zhao Changsheng retreated, Dugu Qingyi's sword stabbed directly into Zhao Changsheng's left shoulder.

"ah!"

Zhao Changsheng was in pain and hurriedly raised his sword to stab Dugu Qingyi.

Dugu Qingyi still didn't let go, drew his sword, and stabbed Zhao Changsheng in the throat again.

Zhao Changsheng yelled: "Stop him quickly!"

At the same time, Zhao Changsheng hurriedly sheathed his sword and retreated, trying to avoid this fatal blow.

But his speed was still a bit slower.

Although the throat was dodged, a deep wound was still opened under the throat by Dugu Qingyi's sword.

"ah!"

Zhao Changsheng roared, the pain was unbearable.

At the same time, other people's swords also left three or four scars on Dugu Qingyi's body.

The blood instantly dyed Dugu Qingyi's skirt red.

However, he didn't care.

His eyes were blood red and full of determination.

He still held the sword and pursued Zhao Changsheng.

When Zhao Changsheng met Dugu Qingyi's eyes, especially when he saw Dugu Qingyi's bright red skirt, which was full of murderous intent, he was frightened to death. He kept yelling at those around him: "Quick, stop him."

At the same time, he remained motionless, obviously frightened.

Fan Daocheng, Lu Xingchen, and some elders from Thunder Fire Palace saw this and hurriedly drew their swords to stop Dugu Qingyi.

Dugu Qingyi still turned a blind eye to their swords, not even dodging. He used his body skills to stab Zhao Changsheng again at a very fast speed and at a tricky angle.

"puff!"

This sword penetrated directly into Zhao Changsheng's ribs.

Blood spattered out.

Zhao Changsheng roared again in pain: "Ah!"

The pain stimulated his head and made him wake up. He pointed at Dugu Qingyi and said to the people around him: "Quick! Come together! Kill them for me."

Suddenly, all the cultivators present drew their swords and attacked Dugu Qingyi.

"brush!"

Fan Daocheng, Lu Xingchen and the elders of Thunder Fire Palace first cut Dugu Qingyi's arm with their long swords.

Dugu Qingyi was not afraid at all, retreated into the air, and stabbed Zhao Changsheng with another fierce sword.
Chapter completed!