Qin Haoxuan clenched his fists hard, and the pain made him feel sensible. He knew that he would never make a wrong decision at this time.

"Then what? Go out and fight, and then?" Qin Haoxuan's voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's heart. "And everyone was killed. Do you think this is what the head sect wants to see? Do you think the head sect died in battle to let us martyrdom together!"

Silence, extremely depressing silence, the four words "The headmaster died in battle" were inserted into everyone's heart like a knife, instantly causing everyone to be hurt.

"Wait! Wait for me! I...I...I...go to bring the sect back." Qin Haoxuan closed his eyes, then suddenly opened the door of the Void Boat and locked everyone else in it!

Qin Haoxuan was like lightning, and he couldn't see the sword shaking off a disciple of Puguang Pavilion who was trying to approach the Void Boat, and then quickly swept through the void and headed straight for the direction where Huanglong's corpse was.

"Beast! Get out!"

Zhang Zuoshan, a disciple of Guyun Temple in Taichu, was bleeding all over his body, and one leg was seriously injured, and he couldn't even stand firmly. He was surrounded by four or five disciples of Tiankui Temple in Puguang Pavilion, and under his feet were the bodies of more than a dozen disciples of Guyun Temple. Behind Zhang Zuoshan, Huanglong's eyes were spread open and he lay on his back.

Zhang Zuoshan stared at the enemy who wanted to get close to him with his eyes. Facing the bombardment of countless magical magic, even if blood-red holes were blasted out of his body, even if his consciousness began to dissipate, he would never take a step back.

He wants to protect his master, just as the master protects them the entire Taichu!

Qin Haoxuan looked at the scene in front of him, his heart suddenly twitched, and his hands holding the Dragon Scale Sword were trembling. He roared in a low voice, and his eyes rushed over with red eyes. The dragon scale sword in his hand burst out with dazzling light. The sharp sword intent covered the sky, the strong wind flew, and the murderous intent moved the sky!

Brush!

The three swords came out in an instant, and instantly cut the Puguang Pavilion disciple who besieged Zhang Zuoshan and wanted to take away the corpse of Huanglong into a blood mist!

"Deputy Master..." Zhang Zuoshan had to breathe a last breath. When he saw Qin Haoxuan, he was finally relieved. He looked at the master behind him, and then fell down little by little. The blood quickly flowed all over the ground. He moved his lips, "Prince... Disciple..."

The strong wind in the sky swept up endless dust, making the sea of ​​blood piles here become more and more desolate. Qin Haoxuan took two steps forward, his eyes fell on Zhang Zuoshan who had always closed his eyes, and then passed by more than a dozen Taichu disciples around Zhang Zuoshan, and finally fell on the Huanglong who was lying quietly and was soaked in blood.

Huanglong's white hair was stained with blood, one of his arms was cut off, his flesh rolled, and his bones were exposed. No part of his body was intact. His eyes were tightly opened, and his brows were bulging towards the middle. It was not pain, but worry... unwilling to accept it...

The sourness surged into Qin Haoxuan's eyes. He opened his mouth and staggered to Huang Long's side. He looked at the man who had once been so arrogant and brilliant in battle like a god of war. He lay on a piece of loess, lying in a pile of corpses, silently, heartbreaking.

"Palm...Master..." Qin Haoxuan gritted his teeth tightly, but the hot tears still couldn't stop sliding down his cheeks, "Palm...Disciple...Come...Come and take you home..."

Huang Long lay quietly, never opened his eyes and asked him what was wrong with him like before. As Qin Haoxuan spoke, his eyes that were tightly opened slowly closed.

A choked cry came from Qin Haoxuan's throat. He picked up Huang Long and felt the cold body without any trace of warmth. Only then did he truly realize that Huang Long was dead, Huang Long, dead...

Qin Haoxuan sobbed, and finally couldn't help it anymore, and cried bitterly. His shoulders trembled violently, and an irrepressible sadness spread across his limbs and bones, making him raise his head and let out a long roar. The sorrow of the sound and the sorrow of the meaning made the mountains silent and the wind roared!

After a long time, Qin Haoxuan wiped his face, then carried the yellow dragon on his back, and used the dragon scale sword to support his body. His eyes were red, and there were still tears on his cheeks. However, his messy hair and cruel expression made him look like a demon returning from hell. His breath was violent and cruel, which made the dozens of Puguang Pavilion disciples who were besieged and afraid to step forward!

"ah!"

Qin Haoxuan opened the way with his sword, and his grief and anger, like the sea tide, turned into murderous intent. He roared wildly, murderous thoughts were everywhere, and the strong wind was pouring backwards!

The dragon scale sword slashed the sky and the earth, and the sound of dragon roar came out clearly. Qin Haoxuan's wrist trembled, and the sharp sword light connected into a piece. Tens of thousands of sword intents surged out, covering the sky and the earth, and there was no way to avoid it!

Qin Haoxuan’s fifth sword! Practice! Practice at the moment of losing his closest relative!

The disciples who came to retrieve the Huanglong's corpse were ordered to fall into a cold hell. The cold sword light slashed at them from all directions, tearing their bodies apart with endless madness!

Brush!

Qin Haoxuan quickly headed towards the boat in the void like a ghost. If anyone dared to stop him, the consequences would be killed in an instant without exception, and even a complete body could not be left behind!

Qin Haoxuan started a killing spree, and the strong blood once again invaded the ground of the Taichu Sect. He carried the yellow dragon on his back, held a sword in one hand, killed the gods and Buddhas, and fought back to the Void Boat!

Puguang Pavilion Tiankui Hall sent a whole team of people to intercept them, and all of them were hacked and killed by Qin Haoxuan!

Qin Haoxuan carried Huanglong on his back and headed straight to the Void Boat, but he found that the two elders who were originally controlling the formation outside to help the Void Boat fly into the air had been killed by the disciples of Puguang Pavilion!

After only staying for a moment, Qin Haoxuan looked at the Taichu Sect members who were waiting for him to return from a distance, and then left without turning around and turned around to the eye of the formation that controlled the formation!

"Brother Haoxuan!" Looking at Qin Haoxuan's back as he left, Xu Yu's hands and feet were cold, and she rushed forward suddenly!

The others also reacted and rushed towards the gate of the Void Boat!

brush!

A long sword stands at the door!

Chi Lianzi glared at him with his eyebrows and roared wildly: "No one is allowed to move!"

Xu Yu's eyes were red and his lips trembled slightly, "He is outside..."

Chi Lianzi gritted his teeth and jumped out one by one: "The launch of the Void Boat requires the cooperation of the external formation..."

"What should I do if my father is?" Yilan shouted in fear, "Let me out, let me out! I want to be with my father!"

"No!" Chi Lianzi clenched his fists and stood in front of him with a long sword. "No one is allowed to go out. Do you want to let down everything Qin Haoxuan did?!"

After a brief silence, there was a more surging confrontation. The disciples of Taichu Sect shouted almost crazy: "Go and fight! Fight! Do you have to watch the deputy leader die?!"

"If you want to go out, then step out of my body!" Chi Lianzi yelled back in a louder voice, and then said to the dull disciple standing in front of the formation, "Activate the formation!"

"No!" Yilan's tears flowed down her face!

"Start!" Chi Lianzi glared and shouted again. The disciples were trembling in shock and gritted their teeth and placed their hands on the formation!

Once the Void Boat is activated, the gate will be closed forever, and the people outside will never come in, and the people inside will no longer go out.

"I'll go." A dark and shriveled figure flowed from the medicine pool of the Void Boat, and then slowly walked out step by step.

Everyone looked at him in shock.

The punishment...it turned out to be a punishment for sleeping for more than ten days!

Xing had difficulty breathing before going to bed, but now, where did he get the strength to stand up...

Chi Lianzi paused his hand holding the sword, and looked at the Xing step by step in disbelief: "You..."

Xing was covered in skin and bones. The clothes on his body were worn by a disciple. They were empty and looked even more thin. A slight black demonic energy occasionally overflowed from his body. He smiled and said to Chi Lianzi with kind words: "Others can't go, I can go, I'm not your Taichu. I've lived in you Taichu enough... You Taichu is almost gone... I don't want to... I don't want to die with you... I... I want to escape... I can..."

Chi Lianzi stood stiffly, Xu Yu looked at Xing step by step, and was shocked and felt a deep sadness that could not be dissolved. Everyone was silent.

Because they knew that Xing really couldn't do this time. In recent years, Xing Lian had a lot of effort to open his eyes, let alone get up.

Then the only reason that can explain the current reason for standing up is to return to the death...

Chi Lianzi clenched his fingers tightly, then opened the door with a trembling trembling, and looked Xing silently.

Xing looked at the bleak things outside, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then jumped down with all his strength.

boom!

The gate of the Void Boat was completely locked up and stopped everyone inside. Xu Yu looked at Qin Haoxuan outside with a steady look, his eyes full of nostalgia, but soon, she took a deep breath, turned around, and began to direct everyone to activate the Void Boat.

The moment Xing came out, Qin Haoxuan was stunned at first, and his pale face became calm. Then he threw the Dragon Scale Sword out, caught Xing's whereabouts and took him to the center of the formation.

"You are awake again." Qin Haoxuan tried hard to control his voice, preventing the trembling from coming out.

Xing was carefully placed on the ground by Qin Haoxuan, and laughed and scolded, "What I hate the most is the hero, but this time I still want to play a fucking hero! Qin Haoxuan, if I have the next life... don't let me meet you again, okay? I don't live like myself anymore... But in this life... I'm very happy... Brother... It's the last time! Come on!"

Qin Haoxuan glanced at him, then went to the formation center again and began to manipulate the formation.

The road he had just walked seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He closed his eyes for a long time before opening his eyes again. His head slightly turned, and he saw Huanglong not far away.

The blood on Huanglong's face had been dried, and his hair was also wrapped behind him. His pale face, black blue lips, and stiff body were clearly told Xing that Huanglong was dead, and this was just a corpse.

Xing looked up at the dark and dark sky. When the wind blew, it was full of blood. He grinned: "If you had admitted me earlier and asked me to design the formation, you would not have been broken by others so easily like today."

Qin Haoxuan was busy manipulating the formation, and he yelled without looking back: "Do you have the strength to blow again?"
Chapter completed!