Chapter 212: One Arrow, Many Birds
However, even so, facing Qiu Wende's powerful offensive, Lan Xian and Lin Hui gradually showed signs of fatigue.
The light of Lan Xian's blue sword dimmed, and cracks appeared on the sword body; the earth wall and ice rain controlled by Lin Hui were also crumbling under Qiu Wende's fierce attack.
"Hmph, you guys think you can go against me? Today is the day you die!" Qiu Wende laughed wildly. The long sword in his hand was wrapped in thick black flames. He looked as majestic as a devil descending to the earth. He was ready to launch the final attack to completely get rid of these two biggest troubles.
At this moment, a figure flew over from a distance like a meteor. It was Qiu Wende’s nephew Qiu Li.
Seeing this, Qiu Wende was overjoyed, "You're here at the right time, Qiu Li, help uncle deal with these two guys, and you will definitely get the benefits of the winery in the future!"
Qiu Li landed beside Qiu Wende, holding a glowing dagger in his hand, with a meaningful smile on his face, "Uncle, let me lend you a hand!"
However, as soon as Qiu Li finished speaking, he winked at Lan Xian and Lin Hui.
Lan Xian and Lin Hui understood instantly, and their originally sluggish demeanor suddenly changed.
Lan Xian suddenly injected the last bit of spiritual power in his body into the sword, and the sword body burst into a dazzling light, and for a moment a dragon roar shook the sky; Lin Hui clasped his hands together, muttered something, and the ground began to tremble violently. Huge icicles rose from the ground and blocked Qiu Wende's retreat routes.
Qiu Li took advantage of Qiu Wende's surprise and approached him like a ghost, stabbing Qiu Wende's back with the dagger in his hand.
Qiu Wende reacted very quickly, dodging to the side and avoiding the vital parts, but his arm was still cut by the dagger.
"You...you traitor!"
Qiu Wende was shocked and angry, and roared.
Qiu Li sneered, "Uncle, I have worked hard for the winery over the years, but you always give the benefits to my cousin. Today, this is your retribution!"
After saying this, Qiu Li waved the dagger in his hand, and every ray of cold light carried a killing momentum.
Qiu Wende roared angrily, wielding his long sword. Black flames surged, colliding with Qiu Li's dagger and producing countless sparks.
Lan Xian and Lin Hui also took the opportunity to launch an attack. Lan Xian's sword moves were like a storm, while Lin Hui controlled the icicles and vines to besiege Qiu Wende from all directions.
Qiu Wende was in a desperate situation, but he was extremely powerful after all.
He wielded his sword so tightly that the black flames formed a protective shield, temporarily blocking the attacks of Qiu Li, Lan Xian and Lin Hui.
He shouted suddenly, and all the spiritual power in his body burst out. The black flames expanded several times in an instant, burning all the surrounding icicles and vines.
When Qiu Li saw this, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. He raised the dagger high and chanted a mysterious spell. The faint light on the dagger became brighter and brighter, and it even distorted the surrounding space.
"Uncle, die!"
Qiu Li shouted loudly and threw the dagger towards Qiu Wende.
The dagger was like a flash of black lightning, instantly penetrating Qiu Wende's flame protection shield.
Qiu Wende was unable to dodge and was stabbed in the chest by the dagger. His eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, "You... you dare..."
Lan Xian and Lin Hui seized the opportunity and launched their strongest attack at the same time. Lan Xian's sword, with a dragon roar, pierced towards Qiu Wende's throat; the huge ice pillar controlled by Lin Hui smashed towards Qiu Wende like a mountain falling on his head.
Qiu Wende used up his last bit of strength to try to resist, but in the end he was powerless.
Under the double attack of Lan Xian's sword and Lin Hui's ice pillar, his body flew out like a kite with a broken string, fell heavily to the ground, and died on the spot.
Lan Xian let out a long sigh and sheathed his sword, but there was no joy of victory on his face, only fatigue from surviving the calamity and deeper calculations.
He turned around slowly, his eyes fell on Lin Hui who was also panting, and then looked at Qiu Li who was wiping the blood off the dagger.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood mixed with the smell of burnt wood, making it suffocating.
"Brother Lin, we were able to get rid of Qiu Wende today, thanks to your help."
Lan Xian spoke in a hoarse voice with a hint of politeness.
Lin Hui sneered, "Brother Lan, you are too polite. Qiu Wende is ambitious and we will never have peace if we don't get rid of him. However, after this battle, the forces of Lanwa Town have been weakened. I am afraid there will be a lot of troubles in the future."
There was a hint of vigilance in his eyes, and he looked at Lan Xian as if he was examining an opponent.
Qiu Li stepped forward with a flattering smile on his face, "Two Patriarchs, I have contributed my share today, and I hope you can take care of me in the future. After my uncle died, Qiong Liquor Manor was leaderless, and I hope you can help me to secure my position as the manor owner."
His tone was humble, but there was an unnoticeable ambition in his eyes.
Lan Xian glanced at Qiu Li and thought to himself that Qiu Li was so cruel and ruthless that he even betrayed his uncle. He would definitely be a trouble in the future.
However, now that the winery has no owner, it is a good opportunity to intervene.
"Qiu Li, it's commendable that you can turn back from your mistakes. We will naturally help with the winery's affairs." Lan Xian's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile.
Lin Hui remained silent, but in his mind he was thinking about how to gain the greatest benefit for the Lin family in this redistribution of power.
He knew very well that Lan Xian and Qiu Li were not easy to deal with, and the days ahead would probably be a power struggle without the smoke of gunpowder.
At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew, and the blazing fire was mysteriously extinguished, leaving only a dead silent ruin.
The three of them were startled and looked around vigilantly.
Suddenly, a sinister laugh came from the ruins.
"Do you think that once Qiu Wende dies, Lanwa Town will be at peace? The real fun has just begun..."
The sound echoed in the night sky for a long time, making people feel chilled.
Lan Xian clenched the sword in his hand, and Lin Hui and Qiu Li also took a defensive stance.
The wind was howling, sand and rocks were flying, and a black shadow wrapped in thick black mist rushed into the ruins like a dark torrent.
It seemed as if there were thousands of troops following him, with so many shadows that it was frightening.
When the man came closer, I saw that he was surrounded by a strange black light. The light seemed to have life, constantly twisting and entwining, and making bursts of low roars, as if the evil spirits from the abyss of hell were howling.
If Yang Xiangwei were here, she would definitely be able to recognize that this person is none other than his messenger Yu Zhongdou.
Even if He saw him, He would hesitate for a moment: "Are you Yu Zhongdou?"
Yu Zhongdou was not tall, but he was wearing a wide black cloak that fluttered in the wind like the wings of a devil.
His face was hidden in the shadows, revealing only a pair of eyes emitting scarlet light. His gaze was like a sharp blade, coldly sweeping across Lan Xian, Lin Hui and Qiu Li, making people feel cold wherever it went.
"Hahahahahaha… you never expected that, did you? The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it, unaware of the slingshot under the tree. Today is your doomsday!"
Yu Zhongdou opened his mouth, his voice low and hoarse, carrying an endless sense of oppression, as if it was a verdict coming from the Nine Nether Hell.
With the appearance of Yu Zhongdou, the group of men behind him also appeared one after another.
Each of these people had a hideous face and exuded a strong bloody smell. Their eyes flashed with madness and greed, and the weapons in their hands flashed cold light under the reflection of the fire.
They were like hungry wolves, eager to pounce on their prey and tear it into pieces.
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