Chapter 117: Threesome!

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At the same moment, the sword-wielding man quickly approached Yi Qingfan, wanting to attack Yi Qingfan's waist, this person and the sword-wielding man went up and down, and the cooperation was seamless, obviously a tacit understanding honed over the years.

Yi Qingfan's eyes were quick, his right hand was holding the knife in one hand, swinging it upwards to resist the attack from above, and at the same time, his left hand turned into a palm, conveying spiritual power, and slapped the sword body from the side.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

Two soft beeps.

There was the sound of iron grinding against each other.

There was the sound of a sword strike.

The person who used the steel knife on his head was shocked by Yi Qingfan's knife and flew out upside down.

And the person who used the sword below was slapped by Yi Qingfan with a palm on the sword body, and he couldn't accept it, and a sword was inserted into the ground.

Yi Qingfan used his feet to smash the ice on his feet with spiritual power.

That's when it happened.

Yi Qingfan suddenly felt that the cold air in front of him was pressing.

I don't want to draw my knife and slash forward.

"Whoa!" Bang.

A fist-sized puck was smashed to pieces.

But the next moment, Yi Qingfan saw a two-meter-tall ice tiger roaring in front of him.

Yi Qingfan couldn't dodge.

was thrown to the ground.

At the same time, the long knife in his hand was knocked into the distance.

"Brother!"

The dragon on the viewing platform shouted nervously.

Long Er didn't know her words, Yi Qingfan couldn't hear them, but her nervous look was seen by Yi Qingfan.

Yi Qingfan snorted.

The momentum on his body rose.

Lying on the ground, he slapped his right hand with a palm.

Hit on the belly of the ice tiger.

The Ice Tiger is an elemental crystal, and it has no life force, so it doesn't feel pain.

continued to bite Yi Qingfan frantically.

At this time, Yi Qingfan's left arm had been scratched.

Seeing that the Ice Tiger is attacking again.

Yi Qingfan turned back, exerted his arms on the ground, followed the momentum of the ice tiger's pounce, used a move to move four or two thousand catties, raised his leg and put a foot on the ice tiger's stomach, and kicked the ice tiger high.

Yi Qingfan rolled quickly, picked up the long knife on the ground, and slashed at the head of the ice tiger, cutting off the head of the ice tiger.

At this time, the magician summoned two more ice guns.

Yi Qingfan turned his backhand into a knife, and forcibly smashed the ice gun with his hands to dissolve the two ice guns.

Perform the flower cloud step again.

His body turned into a ghost, like a green snake, flashed a few times, picked up the long knife on the ground, and came to the magician.

Grab the mage's neck with one hand from behind, and shake the mage's staff with the other.

Yi Qingfan already understood that the magician in front of him would definitely not be able to fly magic, otherwise he would not be easily captured by himself.

Now as long as Yi Qingfan exerts a little force, he believes that the magician in front of him will fall.

At this time, the man with the sword and the man with the sword quickly came to the two.

The man with the knife said: "Let go of my sister!" Otherwise, I won't spare you if I die! ā€

Only then did Yi Qingfan know that the magician in front of him turned out to be a woman.

Even so, Yi Qingfan still didn't let go of the magician, after all, this was a game, and it was not easy to catch the opponent, how could he say that he would let go.

"You let me put it! I'll just let it go! Why should I listen to you? ā€

Yi Qingfan shouted.

"Are you going to let it go or not to let it go!"

The sword-wielding man said angrily.

"Don't let it go!"

Yi Qingfan said.

"Are you sure you won't let go?"

The man with the knife asked.

"Of course not, unless you throw in the towel!"

"Fart! Even if Lao Tzu dies, he will not admit defeat. ā€

The man with the sword was obviously a little older, but he was afraid to be twenty years old.

And the person with the sword looks a little younger than him, but he is older than Yi Qingfan, but he is afraid that he is also nineteen years old.

Hearing the words of the man with the knife, Yi Qingfan was even more angry, and said in his heart, You obviously have a handle in my hand, and you are still so horizontal, it is really beyond your strength.

But the next moment he changed his mind.

The momentum of the person holding the knife suddenly changed slightly at this time, and a faint golden light rose from his body, and a strong vitality emanated without warning.

"It's ....."

Yi Qingfan was shocked.

"Big brother! No! Let's throw in the towel! ā€

"Third sister! We can't throw in the towel! If we admit defeat here, the people in our village will really be hopeless! ā€

"Dick! Take care of the third sister, the next round is up to you! I want to die with this kid, and when I go back, I will tell my mother that I have not embarrassed her old man. ā€

The next moment, a strong force jumped from the person who held it without warning.

That kind of strong pressure forced everyone else present to look here.

At this time, through the burning of life force, the person holding the sword already had the cultivation of the ninth-level martial sect.

Seeing this, Yi Qingfan had a bad heart.

With his right hand, he turned his finger and tapped twice on the magician's body, sealing the magician's acupoint.

Yi Qingfan shouted at the same time: "Wait! ā€

But the man with the sword can hear his words in his ears.

At the same time, the person holding the sword was not idle, he was holding a long sword, with tears in his eyes, but his face was unusually calm and looked at Yi Qingfan.

"You're strong! But my big brother is stronger! ā€

He stabbed Yi Qingfan with a sword.

"Second brother, get out of the way!"

The man with the knife shouted violently, the golden light on his body was generous, and he slashed down with a volley, and at the same time slashed towards Yi Qingfan.

The man with the sword was afraid of affecting the man with the sword, so he hurriedly accepted it.

Yi Qingfan frowned tightly and raised his knife to resist.

With a "click", the specially refined steel knife in his hand was shattered under this blow.

Yi Qingfan put out both palms together and slapped on the back of the knife at the same time.

But Yi Qingfan found that a blazing force came out of the steel knife of the person holding the knife, and it actually shook Yi Qingfan's palms apart.

Yi Qingfan hurriedly dodged.

He didn't dare to hold it anymore, and quickly cast 'If you hit me, I'll hit you first!' 'Distance yourself from the man with the sword.

He didn't expect the sword-wielding man who used the power of life to be so strong.

Yi Qingfan just took two steps back, and suddenly the person with the knife quickly chased after him, and it was another knife that fell, how dare Yi Qingfan resist, and used his body to dodge again.

At this time, the skin of the person holding the knife had begun to slowly crack, his whole body exuded a faint flame, and his tendons and veins wriggled like a small snake, and he was about to explode and die.

After all, the person with the knife is not highly cultivated, and forcibly burns his life, and his body can't withstand the power of life at all, so the price is to exchange for the power beyond his own limit in a very short time.

Seeing that the man with the knife was about to explode and die.

Yi Qingfan frowned.

If Xindao really let him die, wouldn't he be disqualified.

So he didn't think about it, a flying body, not retreating, but advancing, quickly approaching the man with the knife.

The person with the knife originally thought that as long as he burned his vitality, he was not his opponent, but he didn't expect that as soon as he made a move, he found that the other party was hiding his strength, and his strange footwork, even if he burned his own vitality, he couldn't catch up.

He suddenly regretted in his heart that he shouldn't have been so impulsive and lost his life in vain.

Just when he was desperate.

Suddenly, he saw that his opponent did not retreat but advanced towards him.

He was overjoyed.

He hurriedly ran the burning life force into the palm of his hand.

The left hand turned into a palm and slapped out, and the right hand held the knife, and the knife fell.

At this time, Yi Qingfan was already unable to dodge.

It can only be touched hard.

His left hand is also a palm, and one palm is facing the steel knife of the man who holds the knife.

His right hand, on the other hand, is a finger.

The middle finger and index finger are like a sword.

Through many obstacles, a finger is pointed at the person with the sword.

However, at this moment, it was the man with the knife who swung his left palm.

Yi Qingfan couldn't dodge.

He was slapped in the chest.

Yi Qingfan's 'wow' mouthful of blood spurted out.

was shot out of more than 20 meters.

Fall into another crowd.

Another group of people flew over when they saw Yi Qingfan injured.

Don't miss this great opportunity.

Besieged one after another.

Yi Qingfan endured the injuries on his body.

With a flick of his wrist, he took out his sword.

One move to break through everyone's attacks.

Looking at the person holding the knife again, he slapped Yi Qingfan with one palm, and his heart was overjoyed.

But the next moment, his expression froze.

Because he had gladly accepted death.

can be pointed out by Yi Qingfan.

He suddenly found that the energy of life that had been cathartic suddenly stopped.

In other words, he did not completely burn his life force, but was forcibly sealed by his opponent.

In this way, he immediately understood why the opponent just now did not retreat but advanced, and would rather accept his own palm than hit his own acupoint, it turned out that he was saving himself.

"Second brother! Go and save him!

The man with the sword was slightly stunned, but did not hesitate.

flew away, stabbed out sword flowers, and relieved Yi Qingfan.

Bearing the blow of the ninth-level Martial Sect, Yi Qingfan's body was not comfortable, if it weren't for the inheritance and marrow-cutting, reborn, with his first-level Martial Sect's cultivation, this blow alone could kill him.

What's more, he took the blow defenselessly.

At this time, he was surrounded by the crowd, and although he dodged the fatal blows again and again with his swordsmanship, he still had more injuries on his body.

One small wound after another, the blood flowed incessantly.

This is the moment of crisis.

Suddenly, a man with a sword came to relieve the siege, and he was able to get out of trouble.

The man with the sword repelled the players who were besieging Yi Qingfan with a single sword.

Holding Yi Qingfan with one hand, he quickly came to the side of the man with the knife.

"Big brother! Why save him! ā€

The man with the sword looked at the man with the sword in bewilderment.

At this time, although the person holding the knife stopped burning his life force, the side effects were very serious.

His skin was now like that of a hundred-year-old man, bloodless and dry as wood.

I can't survive.

The man with the sword hurried to deliver power to the man with the sword.

A warm flow flowed into his body, and the man with the knife looked much better.

He said in a weak voice, "Go and see how his injuries are." ā€

"This person's cultivation is not bad, even if I burn his vitality, it will be difficult to hurt him in the slightest."

"That's why he slapped me! It's to seal my acupuncture points, and it's because of him that my life is saved. ā€

The man with the sword suddenly realized.

turned around and knelt down in front of Yi Qingfan.

"Thank you for the rescue!"

"Chivalrous grace! Unforgettable under the toothless! ā€

"Don't talk nonsense! Look at his injuries, my palm burning life force is equivalent to a blow from the full strength of the ninth-level martial sect, I'm just afraid..."

The man with the sword shook his head, full of remorse.

Yi Qingfan spit out a mouthful of blood 'wow'.

The breath is much smoother.

He hurriedly crossed his knees to adjust his qi and blood.

At this time, a group of people saw that all four of them were seriously injured and wanted to take advantage of the fisherman.

It's about to be attacked.

Yi Qingfan hurriedly told the sword-wielder how to solve the acupoint.

Let him unlock the acupuncture points for the magician.

After the magician was revealed, he quickly ran to the man with the knife and cried out miserably, "Big brother! How are you! You can't die..... If you leave my second brother behind! What about the family? ā€