Sure enough, a quarter of an hour later, when Shen Qing turned his head to look again, he happened to see Jiang Chaoyue's head fall to the ground. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Blood spurted out of the broken neck like a purple fountain, and the blood-spraying body was even doing the next attack, but the movement was obviously much slower, and the chain knife swung again, the limbs were severed, and the body soaked in purple blood twitched a few times, and finally did not move.

Also coming back with Yin Shang Fan Qi were Feng Qingyun and Mu Liuyun.

The eyes on the evil face of the wind and clouds were shining, and he looked at Shen Qing with excitement.

The clothes on his chest had been torn by a strong internal force, and the two pieces of tattered fabric were loosely pulled on his body, revealing a large piece of spring light on his chest.

"I didn't expect that in my lifetime, there would be such a fun battle, and it was really worth this trip to Penglai."

Shen Qing twitched the corners of his mouth, the battle of life and death could not compare to the experience of a battle. This is really in line with his uninhibited character.

Lian Che on the opposite side glanced at a few heads scattered not far away, and said disdainfully: "A bunch of waste!" ”

Fan Qi's dark face was slightly red, and he snorted: "It seems that taking the purple Nile is not a big deal, I'll wait for a piece to go over and cut off the man's head." ”

"Hahaha!" Lian Che laughed when he heard this, as if he heard a big joke.

"Desperate Gong Knife? I'd like to see how you cut off my head. ”

Yin Shang on the side shook his head. "He was the one who fed Nile, and he was naturally different from the puppets. Not to mention that he can have his own thoughts, his internal strength alone can be at least twice as high as those people. ”

Feng Qingyun squinted at Lian Mo beside Shen Qing, raised his eyebrows and said, "How is it?" ”

The meaning is obvious, after watching it for so long, can you be sure of a decisive victory?

Lian Mo smiled back: "You can give it a try!" ”

Lian Che over there was even more impatient to wait, and he didn't wait for them to make a move, he directly lifted his breath, and the strong internal force flowed in the fingertips of his palms, and then he shouted, and a white balloon with monstrous power rushed over.

Feng Qingyun was the leader, Mu Liuyun and Lian Mo stood on both sides, Yin Shang and Fan Qi stood on the edge, all standing at the same time, luck to catch this thunderous blow.

There was a blasting sound in the air, and after receiving Lian Che's palm internal force, the five people trapped Lian Che in the middle with a closed momentum.

There is no prior tactics, and there is no agreed strategy, the battle between peerless masters, the opportunity is fleeting, and the grabbing is just a subconscious reaction.

All kinds of figures flashed in the field, and those who were outside the game could no longer see the moves, and even, sometimes, they couldn't tell who was who.

Her heart rose to her throat, and she looked anxiously, waiting for a breath, as if she had been tortured by the whole winter.

The red sun rises overhead above the horizon, and time passes slowly.

At this time, several people in the field had no distractions in the duel, and the people outside the field were even more engrossed in staring at the field.

No one noticed that a pair of red apricot eyes were carrying monstrous anger.

There were no tears in Yin Luo's eyes.

She looked at the man in white who was surrounded by everyone in the field, the man who knocked on her heart when she first met, and now he has become the target of public criticism, even his own father will not let him go.

The reason for all this is nothing more than a woman, a woman who is nothing but her looks.

The woman named Shen Qing, why could she get his love so easily, she stayed by his side for three years, day and night, and did not hesitate to be the enemy of his father for him, but he just didn't want to look back at her.

The funny thing is that the woman he has been studying for three years is still bent on his death, love, and it really makes people stupid.

The woman's white back stood in front of her right, her anger burned from her heart to the dantian, the meridians of the whole body broke the general pain, she bit her lower lip to death, endured the pain that wanted to make people faint, the dantian's qi squeezed into the meridians little by little, inch by inch.

Her whole body trembled with pain, and after a burst of pain, her whole body relaxed, and the acupuncture points were finally washed away.

Clear space, words and deeds, all looked at the field with a serious face, Shen Qing was five steps away in front of them, and his whole heart was on those people.

Yin Luo moved his wrist without a trace, and the cuffs were silvery-white smooth into his palm.

True Qi flowed in the meridians of her body, and she suddenly got up, her short sword pointed directly at the woman in white, and her body stabbed at the man's back like electricity.

The battle in the field was between Lian Che and Lian Mo's attack and defense.

Lian Mo made a false move, and his right hand turned a corner in a strange arc, heading straight towards Lian Che's Tanzhong acupoint. Lian Che raised his hand to block it, his purple eyes became even more bewitching, and the palm wind with internal strength shot towards his chest like lightning.

Lian Mo was about to dodge, but there was a sudden pain in his heart, and a feeling of uneasiness arose, and the afterglow skimmed slightly in the direction of Shen Qing, just in time to see Yin Luo, who was one step away from her, and the dagger that flashed with silver-white light stabbed his eyes fiercely.

"Qingqing!"

A great fear enveloped him in an instant, and before he could take care of the palm wind that was close at hand, his steps turned in place, and his back was exposed.

A heavy slap hit his back, and the true qi of Lian Mo's whole body gathered under his feet, and Shengsheng borrowed the heavy blow of his back and swept away in the direction of Shen Qing.

With Lian Mo's exclamation, Feng Qingyun and Mu Liuyun also saw Shen Qing's situation.

"In vain!"

"Senior sister!"

The two exclamations that followed, and the hand that made the move was stunned for a moment, regardless of whether the internal force would backfire, and he forcibly took it back, and his body seemed to be self-aware, and went straight towards Shen Qing.

Besides, Lian Che, the palm that should have been dodged suddenly hit the ground, he was startled, and then saw Lian Mo rushing to the outer edge desperately, only then did he look at it, but the scene that caught his eyes made him forget to breathe.

The silver dagger was only three inches away from her back, and in the next second, it could pierce the heart.

The air froze in an instant, time seemed to stop, and he looked at the tip of the knife that was getting closer and closer to her, and something in his heart collapsed instantly.

"Poof!" With a thud, the sound of a blade cutting through flesh.

The tip of the knife piercing through his chest shone with a cold light, and the light in Lian Che's eyes fell silent all of a sudden, and the cold coolness in his chest came, and he tensed the muscles of his whole body, tightly locking the white figure.

Until another white shadow slammed the dagger away, pulling her aside. His gaze gradually sank, looking at the tip of the Xuantie knife in front of him, which could pass through his chest, something dissolved from his eyes, and suddenly unloaded the true qi that his whole body was supporting, purple blood flowed from the corners of his lips, and he slowly bent down.

Shen Qing, who was all about the decisive battle of several people in the field, only to feel that a white shadow suddenly flashed in front of her, and a gust of wind hit her. The familiar smell filled her nose, and her body was jerked to the other side.

Lian Mo wrapped one hand around Shen Qing's waist, kept raising his arm, and smashed away the dagger that was half an inch behind her with internal force. "Tear up." There was a sound of a dagger cutting through his clothes, and a faint red oozed from under the white clothes, and as he turned around extremely quickly, a few drops of blood splashed in the air, like a blooming blood flower.

All this happened in an instant, and when Shen Qing came back to his senses, he was lying in Lian Mo's arms with the scent of bamboo incense, and he, holding her hand, was cold, and his whole body was trembling. (To be continued.) )