Drunk Qingchen casually pulled out a soft sword from his waist: "This is my weapon, it's called the Thrilling Soft Sword." As he spoke, he stroked the sword again: "I can't remember how long I haven't used it, I thought it would never be used again in the future, but I didn't expect it to backfire." ”

Leng Qiao glanced at the soft sword that emitted orange light in his hand, and then looked at the excited Fei Lihu beside him, took a few steps forward, pulled Zui Qingchen aside, and said in a low voice: "As far as I know, this Fei Lihu is suspected of secretly collaborating with a hostile organization, I think it's best not to bring him with us in this operation." ”

Drunk Qingchen looked at the Fei Lihu over there in surprise, and casually pinned the Jinghong soft sword back to his waist: "What is the basis for what you say?"

Leng Qiao hesitated a few times, and suddenly felt a little irritable: "Oops! In short, he just can't be trusted." Take him with you, and you're going to make a mess. ”

Drunk Qingchen walked to the side boredly, turned on his glider, and Leng Qiao silently followed behind, but heard Drunk Qingchen's somewhat careless voice: "After so many years, if Assistant Fei betrays me, there is an opportunity, so why wait until now." I think you're too worried, little brother Lengqiao. ”

Leng Qiao watched him wave to the laborious tiger who was on the other side, shook his head helplessly, turned to his glider, and muttered in his heart: I hope my guess is wrong. However, last night, Li's left arm was already injured by me, and it will definitely affect today's duel.

On the Bamboo Shadow Square, when Leng Qiao and Zui Qingchen arrived, they had been waiting for Cang Hate and his men for a long time.

Seeing the gliders of several people appear above the square in the drunken early morning, Li's hateful eyes gradually narrowed: "Drunk early morning, you old horseman, today I will be disgraced 30 years ago." As he spoke, he flipped a long axe out of his storage watch.

A sturdy middle-aged man beside him watched the glider piloted by several people fall to the ground in the drunken early morning, so he stepped forward and said to Li Cang: "Chief, let your subordinates meet him for a while, and when his ability is empty, it's not too late for you to make a move." ”

Another man who looked a little thin also chimed in: "Yes, chief, you are injured, and the other party is doing this, obviously trying to take advantage of others. In my opinion, it would be better to cancel this duel, because it would not be fair to you, the leader, at all. ”

Li Cang hated knocked on the door of his head: "Why is there so much nonsense, if I cancel this duel, where will I get the Dark Dream Ring?"

At this time, several people had already appeared in their sight.

Leng Qiao looked at the crowd opposite, pulled Drunk Qingchen aside, and whispered a few words. He and Fei Lihu retreated to the bench on the side of the square to sit and watch.

On the square, the two of them slowly walked towards the center in the early morning.

When the two were twenty meters apart, Qi Qi stopped. Licang hated his whole body covered in lilac armor, and stretched out his hand to point at the drunk Qingchen: "The surname is drunk, if you beat me today, the old debts before will be written off." ”

The corners of Drunken Qingchen's mouth curved into a graceful arc: "Otherwise, I think your purpose is not just to reclaim the Dark Dream Ring!"

Li Cang laughed: "Otherwise, I will not only take back the Dark Dream Ring, but also marry your life." ”

As soon as the words ended, Licang turned into a purple shadow and pounced fiercely on the drunken morning.

The purple shadow continued to change position, and the punch that hit the drunken morning began to become a little unexpected. But Drunk Qingchen, who was standing in the middle, didn't move his feet, only occasionally stretched out his arm to block, or bent down to dodge the opponent's fierce attacks, but other than that, there was no more exciting attack.

Leng Qiao looked listlessly at the two people fighting in the center of the square, turned his head to Fei Lihu who was sitting beside him and said, "Regarding Tian Jincong's death, can you tell me in detail about the situation at that time?"

Fei Lihu snorted nonchalantly: "I don't know who leaked our whereabouts in advance, not long after you left his house, a group of heavily armed people appeared, led by a young man shrouded in silver armor. ”

Leng Qiao frowned slightly: "The young man in silver armor is the master of the Tianchen training camp?"

In the center of the square, Drunk Qingchen and Licang hated each other firmly, and the figures of the two quickly retreated behind them. After the yellow ability of Drunken Morning suppressed the lilac ability of Licang Cang, a huge wave of energy spread out like ripples.

The two of them gently propped up the energy shield, and after watching the bench they were sitting on being twisted into sawdust, they looked at the embarrassed Licang on the other side of the square in disbelief, and Fei Lihu shouted in disbelief: "Captain Leng, I have never seen him in silver armor before, maybe he is a master cultivated by the Dark Dream Organization." ”

Leng Qiao touched his forehead: "In that case, how can there be no such an important occasion today?"

Fei Lihu shook his head lightly: "This ...... The subordinates are not so clear. I just think that since the other party is prepared, then the Dark Dream Ring, the other party is afraid that it is bound to win. ”

Leng Qiao snorted: "You mean, this place has become a trap to invite you into the urn?"

Fei Lihu stopped talking, just nervously watching the duel in the center of the square.

In the middle of the square, Li Cang had already turned out his weapon, a spear that shimmered with a lilac light. At this moment, he had thrown it out of his hand, and the tip of the spear carried unparalleled energy, and a crack was drawn in the space around him, and the thunder and lightning in the crack flashed and disappeared, and quickly closed.

The next moment, the purple spear had already appeared in front of Drunken Qingchen. The fierce wind shook the drunken early morning clothes and quickly puffed up, and his gray beard fell to both sides.

I saw that he was holding the Shocking Soft Sword, and after continuously injecting a huge amount of ability, it turned into a sharp sword with a handle of five meters long. The sword stood in front of him.

The spear pierced into the sword, and the momentum was reduced. Even the drunken figure of the early morning also retreated behind him in embarrassment.

Drunk Qingchen retreated more than a dozen steps, his hind feet slammed on the floor of the square, his body shook slightly, he suddenly injected his ability, and slapped towards Jinghong Fitness.

The huge sword suddenly straightened and shot the spear out. At the same time, the Shocking Sword in Zui Qingchen's hand rotated around the opponent's purple spear, and the rich golden ability turned into a circle of golden lightsabers, attacking sharply in the direction of the spear's retreat.

Li Cang, who originally wanted to withdraw the spear, sneered a few times, and walked a little away at the spear, but the purple spear trembled violently, and the path began to shorten rapidly. and disappear into the encirclement of golden lightsabers.

The spear that was originally surrounded by a golden lightsaber appeared strangely in Licang's hand, and at the same time, the golden lightsaber swung out by Drunken Qingchen also attacked head-on.

Fei Lihu looked at the two people in the square: "It seems that Licang has some spatial abilities, and now, the battalion commander may be in trouble." ”

Leng Qiao smiled: "In my opinion, his level is not very good. The strength of the drunken battalion commander should not be underestimated. Don't forget, if one controls time, it's more dangerous than the former, isn't it?"

Sure enough, when he was about to draw the spear again, he saw that the lightser circle, which was originally more than ten meters away from him, suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and it seemed that it took less than half a second.

Li Cang Hatred hurriedly dodged to the side, but it was too late, and a sharp golden lightsaber stabbed straight towards his chest. The lightsaber pierced his energy shield for several points.

Li's face changed slightly, and the majestic purple ability converged towards his chest, and quickly spread towards the golden lightsaber, and after about a few breaths, the golden energy sword was ruthlessly devoured by the purple ability.

He was about to start a counterattack, but he saw a golden light flashing in front of him, and a five-meter-long sword roared towards the top of his head. was shocked from Cang's hatred, and subconsciously raised his gun to block.

At the same time, Drunken Morning's palm had already slammed into his chest, and the purple energy that bulged there was assimilating the golden lightsaber.

The golden sword, which had not yet been completely transformed by the purple ability, was drunk with the power of a palm in the morning, and it actually passed through the chest of hatred.

With a painful cry of hatred, the purple ability tightly adsorbed the drunken morning's arm, raised his right leg, and slammed his knee mercilessly into the opponent's crotch.

At the same time, the spear he was holding high suddenly split in two, one short spear blocking the drunken morning's shocking sword, and the other short spear stabbed at the other party fiercely.

Seeing the two figures separated in embarrassment, Leng Qiao's face changed slightly: "It seems that this battle is destined to be a lose-lose situation!"

Fei Lihu on the side was about to speak, but he saw a thin figure appear out of thin air above the square, only to see that the figure stagnated slightly, and turned into a dark green light and shadow to pounce on the Licang who fell there.

After the rich blue light, Leng Qiao saw that the hatred that originally had a trace of breath had now turned into a dry corpse.

As the last trace of purple ability in his body was sucked away by the other party, the figure like the cold bridge wind had already disappeared in place in the morning.

The old man's laughter came from the Bamboo Shadow Square: "You can't hide for too long, haha......"

In the basement of Lengqiao's villa, in the Biying Tower, drunk coughed violently in the early morning: "Who was the person who attacked Li Cang just now...... Cold Bridge ...... Do you see clearly?"

Leng Qiao looked at the shocking wound on his chest, and hurriedly took out the bottle of Huitiansan from his storage ring: "Drunk senior, don't speak, wait until I heal your injuries first." ”

A drop of golden liquid suspended in midair, and the Cold Bridge Infuse ability turned it into a thin film that was gently applied to the wound of the drunken morning. I saw a dazzling golden light quickly lit up at the wound, and the wound that was originally bloody and blurry began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the originally pale face of the drunk morning began to gradually glow ruddy.

After a while, Leng Qiao finally clapped his hands and collected his ability: "Drunk battalion commander, I'm really getting more and more confused." Who was the man who suddenly appeared in the square? I didn't even see his face. ”

Drunk Qingchen, who was lying on the side, touched his chest, sat up with difficulty, and muttered for a moment: "This masked man can easily absorb people's abilities completely, if my guess is correct, he must be practicing a technique of absorbing and transforming other people's abilities - Nine Yuan Transformation Spirit Decision." ”

Leng Qiao's face changed: "Nine Yuan Transformation Spirit Decision, what kind of ability exercise is that?"