Chapter 178

Duan Wuxue wanted to ask why, but the battle between Mei Fang and Zhou Qing changed.

Zhou Qing's aura suddenly rose, no, it should be the Soul-Destroying Sword in his hand that suddenly burst out with a terrifying force. While attacking Mei Fang fiercely, the Soul-Destroying Sword was still absorbing Zhou Qing's spiritual power, and the crazy absorption speed seemed to want to suck him dry.

"Get out of the way!" Zhou Qing shouted at Mei Fang with a ferocious face.

He was a little jealous of Mei Fang, but he didn't have a deep hatred to the extent of wanting to kill him. He felt that the Soul-Destroying Sword was out of control, and even had a feeling that his flesh and blood would soon be sucked dry.

Mei Fang also realized that it was the problem with the knife in Zhou Qing's hand. Not only did he not get out of the way, but he went forward head-on.

"Are you crazy?" Zhou Qing shouted, "Get out of here, I won't be able to control myself soon."

The smile on Mei Fang's face had been put away, and his face was more serious than ever: "Your knife is chasing me, didn't you notice?"

He couldn't dodge it either.

The knife that was not controlled by Zhou Qing would hit him here sooner or later. Instead of waiting for the opponent to gather momentum, it is better to take the initiative to attack and see if he can knock him down.

The powerful men of the surrounding sects all reacted. The two genius disciples could not be lost. They appeared outside the arena in an instant and quickly pinched the magic formula to open the protective formation.

Mei Fang had already chopped the Soul-Destroying Knife with one sword, and was about to chop the second knife, but was surprised that his sword was sucked by the Soul-Destroying Knife.

He quickly wanted to let go but couldn't.

Zhou Qing reminded loudly: "Elders, cut off the arm."

"Cut it quickly." Mei Fang also said, "Spiritual power controls the magic weapon, don't touch us, that knife is very evil."

The elders were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly used the magic weapon to act, but the magic weapon flew around the two and was completely out of control, and was sucked by the Soul-Destroying Knife.

Everyone was horrified, what should they do?

The people present have lived for many years, and it was the first time they saw such a scene.

"You have to die here." Zhou Qing said, he smiled bitterly at Mei Fang, "I'm sorry to have caused you trouble, Junior Brother Mei."

The other party should have had a bright future.

No one dared to approach in this situation, and coming up without confidence would be a death sentence.

Both of them could feel that their spiritual power was rapidly draining away, and when the spiritual power was sucked dry, it would be their flesh and blood. The elders couldn't think of a solution for a while, so they could only let the disciples watching quickly avoid it, and activate the defense formation to avoid other accidents.

Looking at the two geniuses on the stage, everyone felt very uncomfortable.

"I can't control it." Zhou Qing's face flushed, "I'm sorry, Junior Brother Mei."

Mei Fang took out various magic weapons to use, but unfortunately they were sucked into the Soul-Destroying Sword as soon as they were taken out, and they were completely useless.

"What on earth is this sword of yours?"

"This thing is obviously a monster, how come it is in your hand? Shouldn't it be more suitable for Jiang Lao Mo?"

Jiang Zhao: Thank you for the invitation, it's not suitable at all.

He still likes the original crescent sword and plans to take it with him when he leaves. Forget about the Soul-Destroying Sword, the name is not good, and Soul-Destroying sounds like something that is easy to backfire when used.

"This is what I got in the secret realm."

Zhou Qing looked around the arena and quickly found Long Furong's position in the crowd. He thought he would see a very worried face, and was still thinking that if he died, Furong would definitely be very sad.

The Soul-Destroying Knife was given to him by Furong. I wonder if she will blame herself for it.

He saw Long Furong's face clearly. She was not frightened. She didn't look worried and was still smiling at him.

Zhou Qing's eyes widened, his brain was blanked by her smile.

Why is Furong smiling?

Long Furong mouthed to Zhou Qing: Goodbye.

Zhou Qing was speechless for a moment, staring at Long Furong's position, not understanding why she wanted to plot against him and Mei Fang. He asked himself that he had not done anything to harm the world, and he had always practiced seriously, not making enemies with others, and even less hatred with her.

Long Furong had a smile on her lips, and her hand hidden in her sleeve was pinching the magic formula.

The Soul-Destroying Knife was not under Zhou Qing's control, so it naturally had another owner.

A hole appeared in the mountain protection formation above Long Furong's head, and a figure suddenly smashed into her, interrupting her while she was pinching the magic formula, and Long Furong groaned.

Xie Chi rolled on the ground twice, looking around with a confused face.

Xie Chi's appearance was like a time stop device, making everyone quiet for a moment.

Someone recognized Xie Chi and immediately called out his name: "Xie Chi, the youngest son of Jiang Lao Mo."

"Could it be that Jiang Lao Mo was behind today's incident?"

"Young people, don't talk nonsense. I won't take the blame for this." Jiang Zhao jumped down from above with Su Tianyin and others, "I passed by with the children, and Xiaoliu found a hole here and insisted on drilling in. Children are just curious."

Xie Chi sat on the ground helplessly, he was really his good father.

He didn't take the blame himself, but let the children take it.

Chapter 60

"Xiao Liu, get up." Jiang Zhao picked up Xie Chi, and Xie Chi hugged his trouser legs tightly and whispered, "Father, give me an extra cup of Coke later, and I will take the blame for anything next time."

Jiang Zhao: "..."

You have learned to negotiate, good boy.

It's a bargain to be willing to take the blame for a cup of Coke.

Jiang Zhao nodded gently, and Xie Chi then let go of his hand and stood aside, looking at Long Furong who was lying on the ground after being hit by him.

"Father, I seem to have hit someone, I hope he is not injured."

Jiang Zhao's eyes fell on Long Furong, and she quickly got up: "Hello, Lord Demon, I am fine."

"I am also very happy to see you, but your Senior Brother Zhou does not seem to be in good condition. How big a grudge would it hurt someone like this? Xiaoliu just found you pinching the magic formula, so I was curious and drilled down to see." Jiang Zhao glanced at Zhou Qing's position. Without Long Furong's control, the Soul-Destroying Sword stopped absorbing spiritual power, but it still sucked Zhou Qing and Mei Fang tightly.