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"It was stolen."

Sword Son Mei Chaoqun once again fiercely kicked Zhang Chao's back, he became even more anxious. These two days, misfortune came one after another. Ever since his Spirit Patterns was snatched away by the Spirit Tattooed Demons, he started to search around frantically for the Southern North Court students, hoping to recover the losses from them.

Unfortunately, if these people's Spirit Patterns were not robbed, they only had one or two on their bodies. Today was already the third day, and Mei Chaoqun had not yet gathered a hundred Spirit Patterns.

If one had to ask, how many Spirit Patterns he had gathered, one could only say embarrassedly; he had not collected enough for more than thirty, and now, not even half of them had reached that level.

"Damned Spirit Tattooed Demons, if I see you again, this Sword Son will definitely not let you go." Even a gentle person like Mei Chaoqun started to curse loudly. It could be seen how much Sword Son hated Su Qin.

Chang didn't even dare open his eyes as he lay on the ground.

He heard the insulting voice of the Sword Son.

Could it be that the rumors were true? The Sword Son had truly lost his master, the Spirit Patterns. How could this be a competition?

"Lord Sword Son, this lowly one has a way to make Lord Sword Son gather all his Spirit Patterns before sunset, that is, I wonder if Lord Sword Son would dare to snatch a person?"

Chang turned his head and thought of someone.

The Spirit Patterns on his body had been robbed, it was all thanks to someone. If the Sword Son could snatch that person away, it would help him vent his anger.

Mei Chaoqun could tell from Zhang Chao's words that he was trying to provoke him.

With his strength, if he did not meet the damned Spirit Tattooed Demons, who else would he dare not snatch?

"Speak."

Zhang Chao crawled up carefully: "Sword Son, the Spirit Patterns on me was snatched away by that guy, not long ago I saw him bringing a group of people to surround Master Hong Quan, if Master Sword Son and Master Hong Quan were to join hands, this year's outer sect competition will not have a seat for Master Sword Son."

Mei Chaoqun and Hong Quan were the two great evildoers of North Court, at the same time, both of them were unconvinced by the other. Both of them had been secretly competing with each other for a long time, and each of them had their own strengths.

Zhang Chao saw that Sword Son Mei Chaoqun was hesitating, and said: "Master Sword Son, please listen to me, no matter how you and Master Hong Quan compete, they are still on the same side, but Dong Xinyao is first place in the competition, if he takes Sir Hong Quan away, the outer sect competition will suppress us, would Master Sword Son be willing to watch this kind of thing happen?"

Moreover, Mei Chaoqun's Spirit Patterns was stolen away by the Spirit Tattooed Demons, so if there was no accident, he would also lose. The two great evildoers of the North Court had lost the chance of becoming Inner court at the same time, and if news of this were to spread, the reputations of the North Court would not remain, how could the two evildoers establish themselves in the North Court.

Mei Chaoqun struggled a bit and thought to himself: "Hong Quan, joining hands with you does not mean that we understand each other, I am only thinking of the reputation of North Court."

"Lead the way."

"Sigh ?"

Zhang Chao brought Sword Son Mei Chaoqun forward.

From far away, the sound of metal clashing could be heard, along with curses.

"Hong Quan, you have this day as well."

A man whose face turned green from being poisoned knelt on one knee with a long knife stabbed in his side. If it wasn't for his hand holding the handle of the knife, he would have fallen to the ground.

"Despicable!"

Hong Quan said the word despicable with difficulty while clutching his chest.

Let me tell you, Hong Quan, this young master calls me a gentleman that does not stand on a dangerous wall. If you still have the strength to stand up and beat me, this group of brothers, down.

Dong Xinyao sat on the rocking chair with a satisfied expression, a little beauty who was shivering on his left was even helping him peel the fruits.

Hong Quan even wanted to die, he had never treated Dong Xinyao as his opponent, even when he found out that Dong Xinyao had refined a set of poison arts, he was still sloppy in the process. He did not even look at Dong Xinyao properly, and did not expect that he would die under the hands of this crafty villain.

This was a long story. After being poisoned by Dong Xinyao, his entire body's martial arts could only be used by one, but the moment he activated the technique, the poison in his body would spread, and he would die from the poison.

Hong Quan staggered and tried to stand up, but to no avail.

"Hahaha."

Dong Xinyao laughed when he saw this.

He opened his mouth and said, "Hong Quan, just give up on that thought of yours! Although my poison technique cannot instantly kill you, it can still make you lose your ability to move. As long as you dare move recklessly, the poison will spread throughout your entire body, and then you won't be able to live until you do. I advise you to hand over the Spirit Patterns, and maybe this young master will be happy to give you a chance to live.

"In your dreams, even if I die, I won't hand over the Spirit Patterns to a despicable person like you."

After saying that, Hong Quan coughed intensely.

Dong Xinyao was not angry at all.

"Do you think that you will be okay if you die? After you die, the Spirit Patterns will still be mine. "

"All of you can go now, Hong Quan is dead, we need to fulfill Master Hong Quan's wish." Dong Xinyao said to the students from the North Court beside him.

Originally, Dong Xinyao was prepared to rope Su Qin into his group, but it was a pity that Su Qin did not know how to appreciate favors, and so, he won over a few of the more powerful students from North Court.

Although Master Hong Quan was poisoned, the might of the tiger was still there. How long had they been afraid of Hong Quan?

This time, Dong Xinyao told them to go kill Hong Quan, so these guys didn't dare to do anything.

"Useless trash. Useless trash. You won't even dare to kill a single person, what use do I have of you?" Dong Xinyao gave each of them a kick to vent the anger and discontent in his heart.

He turned his gaze to the people of South Court.

"Go and chop Hong Quan's knife to death."

The people of the South Court were not afraid of Hong Quan like the people of the North Court. Even if Hong Quan was a tiger, he was still a sick tiger, a person who could not be threatened.

"Not good."

Mei Chaoqun fought with Hong Quan, but he could not bear to see Hong Quan being slashed to death by the South Court people.

swish *

A sword qi shot out.

The defenseless South Court student was pierced by the Sword Qi and was either killed or injured.

"Mei Chaoqun."

Dong Xinyao looked at his subordinates falling to the ground, dead bodies turning cold one after another.

He did not expect Mei Chaoqun to appear at this time.

If it was Hong Quan at his peak, he might have been able to give way to Mei Chaoqun alone. But now that Hong Quan was no longer able to do it, no matter how powerful he was, he was still no match for him.

Sword Son Mei Chaoqun stood out and said, "Boss Dong, you are taking advantage of me! Hong Quan has already become like that, and you're not even prepared to let him go, don't tell me that you're not afraid of the academy's punishment, after all, Hong Quan is also a key figure in the North Court's training, if you kill him, even your father won't be able to protect you! "

The two great evildoers in North Court were both important targets of care. If one of them died, the North Court's Confucian scholar s would really go crazy.

Of course Dong Xinyao knew, this was also the reason why he ordered his men to kill Hong Quan.

Hong Quan died.

Dying at the hands of a few underlings, even if the academy were to investigate, he could use these underlings as a shield to cover for the dead.