"Good time!"

Yang Qian saw that the pen fairy was killing him, as if he had expected it, and the copper stick in his hand instantly swept in the direction of the pen fairy.

Seeing Yang Qian's copper stick facing him, the pen fairy Xiao Lori in the dark was not in a hurry, the corners of her mouth hooked a sneer, her figure was blurred for a while, and when she reappeared, she was already in another direction. Then, Bi Xian looked at Yang Qian's head and punched out.

In an instant, the pen fairy's fist reached Yang Qian's approach, and seeing that Yang Qian was still stunned and pestle in place as if he had not reacted, the corners of the pen fairy's mouth were hooked, revealing a terrifying smile.

Seeing that Yang Qian was about to die under the pen fairy's fist, he saw him gently raise his palm, followed by a crackling explosion. Bi Xian's powerful punch was easily stopped by Yang Qian.

"That's it?"

Yang Qian shook his head, a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Bi Xian's face became very ugly, she could clearly feel that the current around Yang Qian's arm and copper stick was even more terrifying than she perceived, her arm hung down, and now she couldn't lift it at all, just after fighting with Yang Qian, she just touched two rays of lightning, and almost abolished one of her arms.

When will the damn reinforcements arrive?

Bixian glanced up at the window, and his face became very gloomy.

"Don't push me. ”

The pen fairy has black hair and dances wildly, and a red dress is windless and automatic.

Yang Qian wrinkled his nose and smelled a strong smell of blood in the air. Three ghostly shadows suddenly appeared in the white moonlight, swaying by themselves. Yang Qian fixed his eyes and saw that it was Cao Jing, Li Wenwen and Yu Qing, as well as a middle-aged woman, who thought it was Yu Qing's mother Chen Meng.

Whew......

The yin wind was blowing, Cao Jing and the other four yin spirits jumped out of the window, and rushed towards Yang Qian with their teeth and claws.

"The forming time is too short, is that all you have to do? Am I overestimating you?"

Yang Qian sneered, disapproving. Yang Qian raised the bronze stick and swept it gently, and the four resentful spirits in front of him that had just formed disappeared in an instant.

Ghost?

For the former king of man, there is no such thing as a ghost.

The next moment.

When Yang Qian raised his head again, the pen fairy Xiao Lori was already standing on the window lintel, pulling the window frame with two small hands, turning her head and looking at Yang Qian viciously, and then yelled at Xia Yuanping, "The idea is piercing, if you continue to fight, we will fold here before the Dharma protector arrives, withdraw!"

Yang Qian was stunned, this was the first time Bixian had spoken, but why did a little Lori's voice sound so rough?

"Want to go? Have you asked me about my knife?"

Yang Qian didn't move, Wang Lieyun reacted first, jumped into the air, and slashed at the pen fairy with a knife.

The white moonlight shone on the long knife, glittering.

The pen fairy let out a terrible scream and jumped down. Wang Lieyun slashed at the window lintel, too late to make adjustments, jumped out of the window sill with a jump, pulled out the long knife with the force of his body falling, and chased towards the pen fairy.

On the other side, Yang Qian glanced at Xia Yuanping, who was fighting fiercely with Chen Shuye, and made a choice in an instant. Closely following behind Wang Lieyun, he also jumped downstairs.

Not far away, there was the sound of a fierce fight between Wang Lieyun and Bixian.

Yang Qian frowned, feeling that the pen fairy in front of him was a little strange. But he didn't have time to think about it, so he jumped into the battle with a stick. Not far away, more than a dozen faint flashlights shone in the direction of Yang Qian's side, and at the same time, there was a sound of footsteps.

Yang Qian looked up, and his face changed greatly. I saw more than a dozen police officers holding flashlights and tiptoeing towards this side with pistols in hand.

"Retreat all!

Yang Qian shouted angrily.

Then I saw the leader Cao Anmin pause, turned around and waved his hand, and more than ten police officers receded like a tide.

Taking advantage of Yang Qian's distraction, Bi Xian suddenly let out a terrible scream, jumped five meters, and the nails on his two hands instantly grew to more than half a meter long, stabbing Yang Qian's back heart.

What greeted the pen fairy was a burst of bright light.

With one force down to ten times, Yang Qian quickly turned around, and the copper rod in his hand swept skillfully, rushing straight to the key point of the pen immortal.

With Fang Cai's lesson, the pen fairy didn't dare to take Yang Qian's stick, his figure flashed, and he hurriedly avoided it.

The ghost is overflowing, and the wind is reversed.

Yang Qian stepped forward with a copper stick, Wang Lieyun held a long knife in his hand and responded on the side, and the two of them fought back and forth.

Wrong...... More and more I feel that something is wrong!

It shouldn't be like this...... Another stick was dodged by the pen fairy, but Yang Qian could see that she had almost exhausted all her strength, and she dodged extremely reluctantly, and she was about to be hit by Yang Qian.

It stands to reason that being besieged by the two of them, it is reasonable for Bixian to fall behind, but Yang Qian just feels that something is wrong.

Yang Qian's brows were tightly locked, and he kept attacking on one side, but on the other hand, he was running this brain rapidly.

More than five minutes have passed, Yang Qian and Wang Lieyun have joined forces, although the pen fairy is extremely embarrassed, but this knife and stick have gone through hundreds of rounds, and he has not even touched a corner of his clothes.

This is the case with the master's moves, and the most afraid that the opponent will not accept the move at all, even if he has the ability to subdue the demon and subdue the demon, but he can't use it, which is distressing.

There were still more than ten minutes before the so-called Dharma protector arrived, and Yang Qian's heart sank.

"Whew"

Yang Qian suddenly heard a slight gasp, was slightly stunned, and glanced at Wang Lieyun in surprise.

I saw that the long knife in Wang Lieyun's hand was dancing in an orderly manner, and then I looked at his face, his breath was long, and he couldn't see any signs of tiredness at all. Not him...... Yang Qian made a judgment and looked at the pen fairy again.

Well?

Yang Qian's pupils shrank. He saw that the pen fairy's chest was rising and falling rapidly, and the heavy snort was actually coming from the pen fairy.

Will the ghost gasp?

Shaking his head, Yang Qian's breathing became rapid.

According to the ancient records of spirits and ghosts in Northern Kunlun, it is shown that spirits and ghosts are just a collection of energy, although they are transformed by people after death for some special reasons, but they no longer have most of the physiological characteristics before death, including breathing.

Spirits and ghosts rely on absorbing and transforming the aura of heaven and earth, this is the law.

But now Yang Qian feels that the law has been broken.

Unless this is not a spirit and a ghost, Yang Qian looked a little surprised, doesn't the pen immortal belong to the category of spirit and ghost?

Yang Qian felt that his breathing was out of order.

"Anyway, let's take it first. ”

Yang Qian settled his mind and thought to himself. The copper stick in his hand danced a little more briskly, and Wang Lieyun fought side by side for many years, with just one look, you can know that Wang Lieyun's knife is going to that place, and the force used is a little bit, so it is not difficult to cooperate, but complements each other, which means that one plus one is greater than two.

The pen fairy was a little overwhelmed, and his body retreated again and again.

Wang Lieyun did not give up, stabbing one after another, not leaving the slightest respite for the pen fairy.