When Yun Ying's punch with all his strength was less than two inches away from the man, the man slowly raised his head and glanced at Yun Ying, just a faint glance, but Yun Ying felt as if the whole person was in an incomparably huge quagmire, the movement was so slow, and the true qi that had been urged with all his strength also collapsed in an instant.

It was as if he had never had it before, and the huge pressure invaded in an instant, making Yun Ying feel that it was so difficult to breathe, only two inches far away beyond reach, his eyes were getting darker and darker, and it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, and his body could no longer move.

Cloud Shadow bit her lip to keep her last awake, and the sound of blood dripping on the ground was so harsh.

"Don't you give up yet?" was the last thing Cloud Shadow heard, and then with a 'bang', Cloud Shadow was bounced off the wall and passed out.

Looking at the fainting cloud shadow on the side, the man sighed, kneaded his eyebrows with one hand, and said with a little helplessness: "This is your protection? How can I describe it, headaches"

Gently walked to Yunying's side and was about to carry the unconscious Yunying to bed, when suddenly the door opened very strangely and slowly, and the two wooden doors shook slightly, making a small creaking sound, as if the wind was inadvertently carrying it, but the mysterious man instantly tensed his body, his eyes narrowed, and his eyes stared at the door like a sharp sword.

The clothes on his body automatically poured out of his body without wind, the wooden door shook gently, and it was pitch black outside the door, but the qi on the man in the room became more and more amazing.

If someone looked from outside the courtyard, they would be horrified to find that there was an indescribable difference between the darkness outside the hut and the darkness at night, as if it were black, absolutely pitch black, and there was no movement outside the door, which was a little too quiet.

It's just that the darkness is slowly enveloping the hut step by step, and just when the atmosphere is about to be suppressed to the peak, the man exhales deeply, and the qi in his body gradually dissipates, and he grins helplessly outside the door and says: "Sister, you are still the same as before, there is still no movement outside the door, but the darkness still does not stop eroding the faint candlelight in the house.

This frightened the man hurriedly shouted: "Sister, stop, stop, I was wrong, blame me, blame me, you see that there is still someone sleeping! Don't wake him up" The door was gently pushed open, and the darkness stopped a foot outside the door, but it still did not mean to disperse.

The door opened lightly, Zhao Qing walked in from outside the door, glanced at the man and didn't speak, the man smiled flatteringly: "Sister, you see this kid is fine, he is in good health, you see how good he sleeps, I just weighed him a little" After speaking, the man scratched his head, as if the quiet woman in front of him was terrible.

Zhao Qing, who entered the door, just glanced at the man and walked to the fallen Yunying, gently lifted him up, put him on the bed, covered the quilt, and touched Yunying's forehead, although he knew that Yunying was fine, he was not at ease and carefully checked it over and over again, the man looked sad on the side, wanting to say something but not daring to say it, not to mention how aggrieved he was.

Zhao Qing checked the injuries on Yun Ying's body again, and walked out of the door without looking back, and said softly: "Zhao Wufeng, Xiao Feng, the youngest outer gate elder of the An Hai Sect, my good brother, then please come outside with me."

"Don't go, don't go," Zhao Wufeng trembled when he heard this, looked at Zhao Qing's back, hurriedly took two steps back, waved his hand, and said firmly.

Zhao Qing didn't wait for him after speaking, turned around and walked out of the door.

"Don't worry, I'm just weighing you, and see how much progress you have made over the years," Zhao Qing's voice came from outside the door.

Zhao Wufeng made a bitter face and reluctantly walked out, "Although I can't beat it, I won't be beaten too badly, maybe she can't beat me," Zhao Wufeng muttered quietly as he walked, but obviously he was thinking too much.

He had just stepped out of the door with his right foot, and before he could react, he was hit by a flame lotus flower that suddenly appeared in the darkness and was incompatible with the darkness but could not feel the slightest qi, and he was thrown into the air with a bang.

The fire lotus is not big, the petal lotus leaves are black and red, shaking in the air, but there is no breath leakage, even if Zhao Wufeng has been on guard in advance, he still suffers a dark loss.

"You can do it, Zhao Qing, play with me, really, then don't blame me for being rude," Zhao Wufeng snorted coldly, and the white light flashed around him, and the whole person instantly escaped into darkness.

Looking at Zhao Wufeng, who had disappeared strangely in the air, Zhao Qing's eyes were still calm and clear, and her expression did not change at all, only to see her face raised her arms with her true yuan excited, and gently spit out two words "Red Lotus"

Moment

The entire courtyard was occupied by the flame lotus flowers that suddenly appeared out of thin air from the darkness, the flame red lotus fluttered around in the courtyard as if it was alive, at first glance, these red lotuses seemed to be floating around without a clue, but Zhao Wufeng in the dark instantly swept out and went straight to Zhao Qing on the ground.

He didn't know what changes would occur when these huge numbers of red lotuses were swimming around, but the aura of danger was getting stronger and stronger, which made him know that if he didn't make a move, he might be forced to fight back if he didn't make a move.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he appeared behind Zhao Qing, and with a wave of his sleeves, he took advantage of the situation and took advantage of the "Sword Seven Style" Zhao Wufeng shouted, and a long sword condensed by Zhenyuan appeared in his hand in an instant, and the sword light around him was generous, and even the surrounding darkness was forced back a little for a while.

The flying sword swept out, and several sword lights with aura like the True Yuan Long Sword were condensed around the sword body again, and the long sword instantly disappeared and merged into the surrounding sword light and went straight to Zhao Qing, making it impossible to tell where the real fatal blow would appear.

Zhao Qing, who had his back to Zhao Wufeng, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but Zhao Wufeng didn't know about Zhao Wufeng's scene. Zhao Wufeng, who used the sword seven style, did not stop for a moment, and his figure swept out again, swept above Zhao Qing's head, and his arms were sealed, frantically urging the true qi in his body to tremble, and the space was trembling slightly.

"Sword Nine Style"

With Zhao Wufeng's shout, an extremely dangerous aura spread from the air in all directions, and a transparent flying sword that was invisible to the naked eye flew out without any qi at a loss.

"Boom".

The transparent flying sword caught up with the sword seven style in the blink of an eye, and the sword light instantly submerged Zhao Qing, who was standing there motionless, watching Zhao Qing being submerged by Zhou Tian's sword light, Zhao Wufeng flew vertically without saying a word, and the big tree branch on the side gasped for breath.

The attack he made at that moment just now was not easy for him, and the true qi in his body was in chaos, and he could no longer use the same method as before, so he had to temporarily retreat to the side to calm the true yuan that was faulted in his body.

Staring at the white sword light that collided together, Zhao Wufeng slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then laughed and shouted proudly below, "Sister, how is it okay?"

"Really," a faint chuckle came from behind.

Hmm? Not good. The moment he heard the voice, Zhao Wufeng had already activated the true yuan in his body again, and rushed forward, not even thinking of turning back, he fled too fast, he didn't have time to see the flame lotus that was slowly approaching, and when he reacted, there was already a fire lotus floating in front of his eyes.

Zhao Wufeng secretly said that something was wrong, his expression was staring, and the chaotic Zhenyuan in his body hurriedly urged Zhenyuan to blast towards the lotus with a punch.

The lotus flower was not as terrifying as imagined, but it dissipated into the darkness with a soft "pop", and then more lotus flowers surrounded him.

Hmm, no, just as Zhao Wufeng was about to quickly move away from these lotus flowers, the speed of the lotus flowers around him skyrocketed, and in an instant, they turned into Zhao Qing's group and surrounded Zhao Wufeng firmly, and each Zhao Qing let out an inaudible chuckle at him.

Then he felt his head be patted, and then again, so fast that he didn't have time to react. I didn't even see that I was being hit by something at all, and I was slapped to the ground again and again, leaving only one brain outside.

And until now, Zhao Wufeng, who was buzzing in his brain, still couldn't tell which one was Zhao Qing's real body, so he had to pretend to be stunned and no longer resist, while quietly running the true yuan, preparing to escape while Zhao Qing was unprepared.

But obviously he was thinking too much, just as he was condensing the true yuan, a Qianqian's thin hand gently patted his head A huge gang qi struck, pressing him to feel that it was difficult for the true yuan to run all over his body, Zhao Wufeng understood that this should be Zhao Qing himself, but at this time it was a little late.

The hand on his head pressed him so hard that he felt so anxious that he hurriedly shouted: "Sister, admit defeat, admit defeat, and press down again, I will go to the ground, the bones are about to break, don't fight, don't fight."

Zhao Qing didn't seem to hear it, but he was still increasing the pressure on Zhenyuan's aura.

Zhao Wufeng felt that he was miserable, just like when he was a child, he was beaten every time he fought with her, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, he hadn't seen her for so many years, he thought that he wouldn't be beaten if he couldn't fight, but obviously he thought too simply.

Zhao Wufeng felt that he couldn't hold on under this pressure, and his eyes were already black, and he hurriedly shouted: "Sister, sister, sister really admits defeat, wrong, wrong, I'm about to die," and then he felt that Gang Yuan, who was oppressing all over his body, went berserk like crazy, squeezing him so much that he couldn't even open his mouth, and finally passed out as soon as it was dark in front of him.

On the ground, Zhao Qing looked at Zhao Wufeng, who had fainted underground, and smiled faintly: "Interesting"