"Since Elder Chu is so interested, then Qu Yi has no choice but to accompany him."

As soon as Qu Yi's words fell, the free sword behind him flew out of its sheath as if it had a feeling, and flew to his hand after drawing a perfect arc in the air.

This beautiful hand is out of the sword, and the eyes that are clear and clear are about to fall out. He didn't expect that there would be someone in this world who could really know the art of sword control, and the sword god really deserved his reputation.

"Sword God, be careful!" Feng Qingyang couldn't help but shout.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. Aren't you going to learn Dugu Nine Swords? Look ahead! ”

The surroundings were suddenly occupied by two powerful aura, and the huge pressure almost made Feng Qingyang breathless.

Qu Yi's white clothes are flying, his moist peach blossom eyes are a little smiling, his temperament is warm, and he is like a fairy.

And Chu Feng was dressed in a dark robe, and the cold light in his narrow phoenix eyes flashed away, like a dark night Shura.

The dumb aunt glanced at the two of them lightly, picked up the phoenix qin on the side, hooked her fingers lightly, and a pure heart and good mantra flowed out naturally, dissolving the suffocating pressure without a trace.

The wind is clear and the heart is stirring up a huge wave. How could all the people in this free sect be so powerful, it was beyond his comprehension!

Qu Yi preemptively handed a sword to Chu Feng's heart, Chu Feng made a mistake at his feet, Ling Bo stepped out slightly, narrowly avoided the sword, and stretched out his palm to also slap towards Qu Yi's heart.

Qu Yi didn't dodge or dodge, his wrist turned into a stab, and the blade of the sword slashed directly towards Chu Feng's neck.

Chu Feng couldn't help but lean back to dodge this blow, but Qu Yi relentlessly stabbed a sword back, aiming directly at Chu Feng's lower abdomen.

Chu Feng secretly said in his heart that it was not good, now that he was unstable, this sword was really unavoidable, so he had to gather his internal strength in his palm and shoot towards the sword body that was stabbing at him.

Although Chu Feng's internal strength was profound, and he only shot the spine of the sword, he still suffered a little in the face of the Easy Sword that already had a sword spirit, and his palm was cut by the sharp sword qi.

Chu Feng frowned slightly. took advantage of the opportunity of Qu Yi's sword blade to stabilize his figure.

The moves of the two of them are getting faster and faster, not only the kung fu in their hands, but also the Ling Bo micro-step under their feet has also been used to the point of perfection.

Feng Qingyang watched the competition between Qu Yi and Chu Feng seriously, and this rare master duel made his blood boil. He didn't notice anything unusual about his body.

The light gray sleeves had long been soaked with blood, and they fell on the ivory-white fluorite floor, scarlet.

The eyes became more and more blurry, and only two figures, one black and one white, could be seen swaying over and over.

There was a sound in my ears that I couldn't hear the source. It was like the faint chirping of cicadas heard in a coma in the summer of being seven years old.

"Sister......" Feng Qingyang muttered, his body tilted, and he fainted to the ground.

"Stop!" The dumb aunt finally shouted, but Qu Yi and Chu Feng seemed to be in a hurry, and they couldn't listen to it at all.

The blood-red color in the dumb aunt's eyes flashed, concentrating the internal force on the fingertips, and with a stroke of both hands, a large burst of piano sound broke through the air towards Qu Yi and Chu Feng, where they passed. It was as if even the floating dust in the air had shattered.

Qu Yi and Chu Feng were startled, and hurriedly retreated to both sides. The piano sounds lost their purpose and slammed into the ground, blasting the fluorite ground out of holes one after another.

"Senior sister, ...... are you" Qu Yi was shocked and asked in a trembling voice.

Chu Feng had already guessed a few points, and he lowered his eyes and did not speak.

The dumb aunt ignored him, but shouted coldly: "Someone! ”

Several Tsing Yi disciples rushed in: "What do you have to say?" ”

The dumb aunt said coldly: "Elder Chu and Elder Qu did not listen to the orders of this seat, and ordered each to be beaten with fifty torture rods and grounded for ten days. Make no mistake! ”

"Senior sister, don't! Yi Er knows that he is wrong, you, don't hit me. Please......"

Qu Yi was beaten out of the psychological shadow by his own master last time, and now when he heard that he was going to be beaten, the hairs on his body were about to stand up.

Fortunately, Feng Qingyang fainted, if he saw Qu Yi, a character who was like an immortal in his eyes, he would definitely drop his jaw in shock.

"If you want to bargain again, add twenty! If you don't obey discipline. I don't mind telling Master and letting her discipline you herself! The dumb aunt said viciously.

Qu Yi immediately wilted when he heard this: "I obey me, don't tell Master." ”

Seeing that the two had no objections, the Tsing Yi disciple took them down.

The dumb aunt walked up to Feng Qingyang, kicked him twice, and said impatiently: "Hey, are you dead?" Get up if you don't die. ”

The wind was motionless, lying quietly on the ground, his face was as pale as paper, there was not a trace of blood on his thin lips, and the fragile seemed to disperse as soon as the wind blew.

There was a vague smell of blood floating in the air. The dumb aunt frowned, and subconsciously pulled Feng Qingyang up.

The arm he was pressing under him was covered in blood, some of which had dried up, and some of which had just flowed out. Not only the sleeves, but also the placket and hem were dyed bright red, and there was a small pool of half-coagulated blood on the ground.

The dumb aunt's heart suddenly softened.

In fact, even she herself doesn't know why she is soft-hearted. She is a qin demon, and the people she has killed are much worse than the one in front of her, but she has never relented.

Probably because Feng Qingyang didn't kill Xiaoxiao as Qu Yi said, right?

Probably because Feng Qingyang was so seriously injured, but he didn't snort from beginning to end, right?

Probably because Feng Qingyang was guided by Zixian, and the dumb aunt cared about the people Zixian cared about, right?

Probably......

In short, the dumb aunt relented. She felt she should save the teenager.

Feng Qingyang was awakened by a sharp pain.

In a dimly lit cave, Zhao Xiyu was using spirits to clean his wounds. The transparent liquor trickled down with red droplets of blood, and the wound hurt like fire.

Feng Qingyang wanted to cry out for pain, but felt that it was useless, so he bit his lip and stared at Zhao Xiyu to clean his wounds, apply some cool ointment, and tie it up with a soft cloth.

"Thank you, girl." The wind cleared and said weakly.

"Giggle~" Zhao Xiyu covered her lips and smiled, "I am married to a wife, why do you call me a girl." ”

"I think Madame is very young, so I think Madame has not yet left the cabinet, and I hope Madame will forgive me." Feng Qingyang's lips were pale and his breath was vain, but he still said politely.

At this moment, a rough-looking man strode in. Seeing Zhao Xiyu, he called softly: "Yu'er." ”

"Little brother, this is my husband. His name is Wang Dazhui, my name is Zhao Xiyu, the head of the family told us to take care of you, you can tell us if you need anything. Zhao Xiyu introduced. (To be continued.) )