Dressed as a villain: I rely on an iron pot to revive the world of immortals!

Chapter 166

The point of the sword was aimed at Jiang Xinghai's neck, and Chen Muxue's hand holding the sword paused.

After all, she had never killed anyone before. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes.

The next moment, the movement of her hand was stopped by someone, and Chen Muxue dodged in a panic, fearing that it was an enemy.

I saw Cen Lizhui trying to take the sword from Chen Muxue's hand, but his body was tilted by the sword.

"Pfft!"

The two fell silent as they watched the sword that accidentally pierced Jiang Xinghai.

"I didn't expect that I wouldn't be able to hold it. I thought I would make you feel better..." Cen Lizhui explained.

"Maybe it's because it's Xiao Feng's sword..." Chen Muxue looked at Xiao Feng, "Where's the person?!"

Xiao Feng, who was still in a coma just now, has disappeared at this time.

"Ah!" Xiaohu and Changfu rolled out from the bushes not far away with a cry of pain, "He ran away!"

"We didn't have time to remind, so we went to chase, but we didn't catch up." Xiaohu explained while clutching his chest.

Chang Fu took out a leaf stuck in his hair, he was disheveled and didn't speak, but it was obviously the same situation.

"You dare to chase him? Although he is injured, he is still in the Nascent Soul Stage, you two little hairy kids!" Chen Muxue said, and began to look for Xiao Hua, "Where is Xiao Hua? Is he still there?"

"Meow." The black cat jumped onto the big rock, and Xiao Hua's head poked out from the side of the rock.

Chang Gui only opened his eyes at this time, and the light of the flames slowly disappeared in his eyes. In the next second, he covered his eyes: "Ouch! Sand has entered! What happened?"

Well, this one has just "extinguished" the fire on himself, and has no idea what happened.

"Ah!" Chang Gui rubbed his eyes with great difficulty, and when he looked through his teary eyes, he saw the bloody corpses of Flying Star Sect disciples all over the place, and he screamed.

"Am I dead? Huh, sect master, why are you dead too? Are we in the underworld? Aren't we good people? Why is this?"

With the sudden shock and dust in his eyes, Chang Gui cried very sincerely this time.

Chang Fu stepped forward silently, patted his shoulder, and before he could speak, pinched his face severely.

"It hurts! What are you doing?!" Chang Gui immediately jumped up, staring at Chang Fu in disbelief.

"Look, you are alive." Chang Fu said concisely.

Chang Gui looked at his hands, and then jumped up excitedly: "Good, everyone is not dead!"

"Go back quickly, children can't watch this." Chen Muxue hurriedly drove the children back to the courtyard of Qiandingmen, and she and Cen Lizhui stayed behind to look at the mess in front of them.

After pondering for a while, Chen Muxue stroked her chin and said, "I'm afraid it's not a good thing for the head of the Flying Star Sect to die here?"

Cen Li chased around and said, "Not necessarily."

He pointed to the corpses of the Flying Star Sect disciples: "These people were obviously killed by Jiang Xinghai, no matter the scars or the number of people present, only Jiang Xinghai has the ability to create this scene, so these disciples have nothing to do with Qiandingmen. "

"And Jiang Xinghai himself, look."

Chen Muxue followed Cen Lizhui's fingers and saw that it was Xiao Feng's sword.

"As we all know, you are only a small cultivator in the Golden Core Stage, how can you kill a strong man in the God Realm? And the one who gave Jiang Xinghai a fatal blow was obviously Xiao Feng who recognized the master's sword, so I insist on making peace." Regarding the Ding Clan, we can only say that they came to Qian Ding Clan for no reason, and their intentions were wrong, and they did not expect internal strife, and they were finally taken advantage of by others."

Chen Muxue listened, her eyes sparkling.

Uh, maybe a little too bright?
Following Chen Muxue's line of sight, Cen Lizhui frowned.

(End of this chapter)