Just as Qin Long was immersed in the shock brought by the Bagua Pan, a thunder exploded around him.

"Boom!"

The fragile courtyard wall of Hong Kui's residence turned into dust, and two entangled figures crashed into the courtyard. It was Wei Tong and Hong Yutian.

Under the resistance of the broadsword, the sharp edge of the soul-stealing sword failed to hurt Wei Tong.

That long knife seemed to be very extraordinary. Facing the soul-stealing chops, even though the blade was full of gaps, it still managed to survive.

"Hong Yutian, is it too late to fight me now? Without Hong Li and your brother, can you really beat me?"

Wei Tong's words pointed directly into Hong Yutian's heart. He regretted it extremely now. However, his father and brother were dead, and even if he had the soul-stealing power, he could not defeat Wei Tong.

"Wei Tong, even if I turn into a ghost, I won't let you go." Hong Yutian's eyes turned red, and he raised his sword and rushed towards the man in front of him again.

"Hey, you two, go help my father!"

Seeing Hong Yutian fighting to the death, Hong Kui, as his son, did not go far. Instead, he ordered his two capable men to go up and help.

"Listen to your coward son, you are almost dead, and he is still standing by and watching." Wei Tong blocked the soul-stealing sword in an understatement.

"Hong Kui, why are you still dazed? Run away. The further away you are, the better."

Hong Yutian was very anxious when he saw this. The gap in strength between him and Wei Tong was so big that even with the soul-stealing sword, he couldn't hold on for long.

"Father, I..."

It's not that Hong Kui doesn't want to run, he just can't run.

The Hong family's power in the black market is not very great, and they have not even been able to establish a second territory. With his cultivation, as long as he leaves the protection of this big tree, he will be eaten alive by the huge black market in an instant.

Instead of facing the unknown terror, it would be better to join forces with his father to see if we can repel Wei Tong.

repel!

Hong Kui suddenly thought of something, turned around and ran towards the small courtyard behind.

"Father, hold on, I'll find reinforcements!"

"Kui'er, if you're looking for reinforcements, hurry up and leave."

The reinforcement Hong Kui mentioned was Qin Long. When he was on the hillside, he saw how powerful Qin Long was.

Even though he was injured, he was still able to fight with the martial arts sword. His cultivation was definitely not weak. He even stole pills for him to heal his injuries. After two days of training, his strength must have recovered. Even if he teamed up with his father, he couldn't defeat Wei Tong.

Can keep him out of the Hong family.

With a bang, the closed door was pushed open.

"Sir, help me!" Hong Kui's embarrassed figure appeared in front of Qin Long.

"Reinforcements?"

Wei Tong was also chewing the meaning of this sentence carefully. He did not stop Hong Kui. According to his spiritual perception, the other party only entered the house and did not leave. This was the reason why he did not pursue him.

Although the soul-stealing sword in Hong Yutian's hand cannot kill him, the sharp blade may still hurt him. The murderous aura carried by the golden sharp circle on the soul-stealing sword will prevent the wound from healing for a long time.

Wei Tong didn't want to trade injury for injury.

It is very easy to kill Hong Yutian. The formation of the soul-stealing sword consumes a lot of money. Even Hong Li has to weigh it carefully before using it. He will not use it easily until the critical moment. The restriction in Hong Yutian's hands is even greater. It won't take long.

Exhausted of strength.

Sure enough, under the crazy extraction of the soul-stealing sword, Hong Yutian soon showed fatigue. Before the speed of the sword stopped, even his strength was much smaller.

"It deserves to be called soul seizing. It seizes not only the enemy's soul but also your own."

Seeing Wei Tong's indifferent expression, Hong Yutian became more and more frightened. He saw the other party's intention, which was to consume him alive.

Hong Yutian had no choice in dealing with this conspiracy. His strength was not as good as that of Wei Tong, so he could only use Soul Seizing to slash at the opponent crazily, hoping to cut off the defensive sword before his strength ran out.

Wei Tong was naturally aware of Hong Yutian's intention, but he had no intention of protecting the weapon and allowed Hong Yutian's attack to hit the same point.

Ding dong!

The gap in the blade finally connected to the city line. After a crisp sound, it suddenly broke into two sections. Without the protection of the weapon, Wei Tong's chest was wide open.

"Bitch thief, die!"

Hong Yutian seized the opportunity and stabbed Wei Tong in the heart with his sword.

He only noticed that Wei Tong was so fast after killing him that he didn't realize that the winner's smile was already on his opponent's face.

"Click!"

There was a strong resistance in front of the soul-stealing sword, and the tip of the sword, which was only inches away from piercing the chest, stopped in mid-air. Wei Tong, with his hands clasped together, avoided the soul-stealing sword and clamped it tightly to his chest.

"I, Wei Tong, have killed dozens of martial fires for so many years, but you, a small fire bug, want to kill me. It's really a dream!"

Wei Tong's sleeves suddenly grew in a circle, thick spiritual energy filled every corner of his arms, and his well-structured muscles could be seen clearly through his robes.

"rise!"

As Wei Tong shouted loudly, Hong Yutian, who was holding the sword hilt, felt that the sword was striking a rising mountain, and the overwhelming force pushed up his sword-holding hands.

All the joints in Hong Yutian's body wailed under Wei Tong's hands. The power of the martial fire realm was simply not something he could withstand.

The golden light on the soul-stealing sword is getting less and less. That is a situation that will occur when Hong Yutian's spiritual energy is about to be exhausted. The golden light is the formation. Without the assistance of the formation, the soul-stealing sword can only be reduced to a very sharp weapon.

Just weapons.

Hong Yutian roared and tried to push the sword wind back in front of Wei Tong, but how could Wei Tong give him such a chance and kicked him hard.

Hong Yutian screamed and flew out. The magic circle on the soul-stealing sword lost its source of spiritual energy and the golden light ceased to exist and returned to its original color.

He held the soul-stealing sword in his hand and curled it up with a sword flower. Feeling the sharp whistling sound of the air being sliced, Wei Tong nodded with satisfaction: "It is indeed a good sword. Now it's time to find the whereabouts of the weapon refiner.

"

Hong Kui in the room stared at Qin Long with dull eyes, looking at evildoers in his eyes, and said in a voiceless voice: "My spiritual fire..."

Hong Kui originally wanted to ask Qin Long to help his father deal with Wei Tong. When he pushed the door open, he found that there was a bright red light in his room, the square box on the table was empty, and the oppressive heat kept coming from Qin Long's body.

Qin Long's whole body turned into a ball of flame, red tongues of fire kept flying out from his body, licking the surrounding air. The bright light in his dantian was the spiritual fire he had stolen.

He realized that the monk in front of him might have swallowed the spiritual fire into his belly!

The appearance of Hong Kui brought Qin Long's consciousness back from his inner vision. While his eyes were slightly opened, the ferocious flames retracted into his body and ceased to exist. Even the heat in the air was absorbed. Everything that happened just now seemed to be

An illusion.

"Young Master Hong, I am trying to modify the martial arts for you, why did you suddenly break in?" Qin Long's eyes seemed to have flames dancing, and he looked at Hong Kui with some dissatisfaction.

Try modifying the exercises? Only ghosts will believe you!

Hong Kui dared not speak out in anger, but he still understood what the spiritual fire was. The fire was so powerful that even his old man did not dare to touch it with his own hands.
Chapter completed!