As soon as the "Zi Kite" ran out of Yang Qingxuan's attack range, he felt extremely dangerous, and the oncoming sword was both long and short, fast and slow, and the completely opposite effect appeared at the same time, making the "Zi Kite" full of shock, and he didn't even know how to dodge??? ??? ．?

The person who shot also appeared in front of the "Zi Kite" in an instant with the fall of the opposite sword, and it was exactly the same face as him, but his face was cold and murderous.

The "Zi Kite" gritted his teeth, and a thick-backed knife appeared in his hand, on which the cold light was shining and the blade was sharp, blocking it.

"Bang!"

The sword qi exploded directly, turning into countless fierce storms, cutting around, and countless sword wounds were also broken on the body of the "Zi Kite".

Although he barely carried this sword, there was another sword approaching behind him, and the powerful sword qi seemed to be able to envelop the heavens and the earth, and there was no way to avoid it.

"Bang!"

A sword stabbed through his shoulder blades.

The "sub-kite" spurted out a mouthful of blood, and in horror, he hurriedly flew back and sealed several major points on his body.

After Yang Qingxuan's sword, he came with another palm, bringing up fierce flames and pressing down wildly.

The "Zi Kite" stared ahead in panic, gritted his teeth, turned his hands into palm blades, and pushed it back.

"Bang!"

The flames were like waves, engulfing his body directly. The violent force exploded, and an embarrassed figure flew out upside down and fell straight down.

"Don't, don't kill me! Just don't kill me, say anything!"

The "kite" was bombarded on the ground, covered in blood, looking at the two of them with a frightened face, and begged.

Yang Qingxuan stared at him coldly, and said in a cold voice: "You still don't want me to change this face?Do you want me to whip you with your shoes?!"

"Zi Kite" reacted at this time, the soul light on his body flashed, and he wiped his hand on his face, and immediately turned into a white-faced man, his face was full of fear, and he looked at the two of them with his eyes, looking very pitiful.

"Smack!"

Yang Qingxuan took off his shoes, went up and slapped him more than a dozen times, directly slapping both sides of his face, and his skin was open, so he was relieved and scolded: "Dare to pretend to be a kite, I'll go crazy!"

The man's face was red and swollen, his face was covered with blood, his eyes were full of resentment and grievances on the ground, his sausage-like mouth was closed one by one, and he whimpered: "Didn't you say that you won't smoke me when you change back?"

Yang Qingxuan put on his shoes unhurriedly, and then sneered: "Let you change back, so that you can smoke it, otherwise with a face of a kite, how can I do it." ”

Zi Yuan couldn't help but laugh out loud, and glanced at Yang Qingxuan resentfully, but she was indescribably happy in her heart.

Yang Qingxuan looked back at her and smiled softly, "Why did you turn back again?"

"I won't tell you. ”

Zi Yuan snorted lightly, her expression was a little unnatural, and she thought for a while before saying, "By the way, it is said that there will be a small market in three months, don't you plan to go shopping?"

In fact, she didn't go far, she stopped not far away, and suddenly noticed a tremor in the space in the distance, and then saw that Yang Qingxuan's figure was erased, so she hurried over.

"Small Fang Market?" Yang Qingxuan pinched his fingers and calculated the time, nodded and said, "Indeed, the annual Void Heaven City auction is coming soon, and there will be a seven-day Xiaofang Market." ”

In the Void Heaven City, in order to ensure the interests of the major chambers of commerce, it is forbidden to openly trade between martial artists. Only the annual large-scale auction will be held in the seven-day small market, allowing all warriors to trade freely and openly.

Therefore, those seven days will be the most lively time in the Void Heaven City, all the warriors who are short of money or can't bear to be slaughtered will choose to trade in these seven days, and a large number of good things will emerge at good prices and good prices.

Yang Qingxuan was a little hesitant, because three months is not a long time, and it is very likely that he will be in deep retreat. He was no short of spirit stones now, and he just wanted to rush into the ground steps quickly and then leave the Void Heaven Ancient Battlefield, so he was not very interested in Nafang City and the auction.

Zi Yuan lowered her head and said softly: "I'm just mentioning it casually, if you don't want to, forget it." ”

Yang Qingxuan's heart softened, and he couldn't bear to refuse anymore, so he immediately agreed: "Okay, in three months, we will go to the market together and participate in the auction together." ”

Zi Yuan hurriedly said: "It's better not to, let's practice with peace of mind, everything is based on cultivation, don't delay, we said we will work together." ”

Yang Qingxuan gently scraped the tip of her nose and smiled: "It's only a few days, where is the delay." In addition, if you can't retreat all day, you will get autism, so you can make faster progress by going out for a relaxing day and combining work and rest. ”

Seeing what he said interestingly, Zi Yuan couldn't help but smile, even if it was the appearance of a man at the moment, it was indescribably charming and moving.

The other man was lying on the ground, and when he saw the two men, he was immediately frightened, goosebumps all over his body, and he forcibly struggled to get up from the ground, and said with a flattering face: "Two big brothers, it's nothing to do with me, if it's okay, I'll leave first." ”

"Smack!"

Yang Qingxuan slapped him to the ground, directly face down, and the original fleshy face was even more invisible, and the man screamed in pain like a pig.

Yang Qingxuan's gentleness when facing Zi Yuan suddenly reined in, walked over angrily, stepped on his head fiercely, and said coldly: "It seems that you are really mentally retarded, you are really stupid, you are going to come to kill me, you actually thought that it was okay, you can go, this IQ, I will serve!"

As he spoke, he stepped on it a few times, and the painful man had snot and tears.

"Don't, don't, don't hit me, woo woo woo ......"

The man wept bitterly and pleaded loudly, looking really pitiful, but the fat face made him look more disgusting.

Yang Qingxuan stepped on a few feet, then took his foot away, and said in a cold voice: "Say!"

The man was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Say what?"

Yang Qingxuan said: "Whatever you want, you can say whatever you want, but if you say something that I don't like to hear, I will slap you in the face with the sole of my shoe and fan it until I die." ”

The man was trembling with fright, crying "woo-woo" in his mouth, and he was slurred.

Zi Yuan thought for a while, her eyes lit up, and she admired Yang Qingxuan even more. This kind of interrogation method, without asking anything, let the other party say it himself, directly breaks the shackles of one question and one answer, so that the other party has no bottom in his heart, and can only give out all the useful and useless.

Yang Qingxuan said coldly: "Say it quickly, give you half a pillar of incense time, if you can't say it, I'm satisfied, I don't need to say it anymore, just fan you to death." ”

"Tell me, I say, don't slap me again, if you fan me again, you'll die, woo woo. The man was so frightened that he cried so hard that his heart collapsed.