After the old man named Hua He was broken through the barrier made by the jasper staff, his face suddenly turned pale, and he flew towards the cliff where Yang Qingyan was.

When the pair of middle-aged monks saw that the old man named Hua He was about to run, their faces were ruthless, and they chased after the old man with their mana.

Yang Qingyan, who was in the mountain wall, saw this scene, his eyes flashed slightly, he thought for a moment, and made a decision in his heart.

The eyes of one of the middle-aged men chasing the old man flashed, and with a flip of his palm, he took out a talisman and threw it towards the old man in front of him.

Although the old man named Hua He was running away, he was naturally paying attention to the situation behind him, sensing that something was attacking behind him, the old man hurriedly pinched and cast a spiritual shield.

The talisman turned into a huge fire python in mid-air, and rushed towards the old man with its head and tail.

The fire python was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed behind the old man, and the fire python swung its tail, and its fire tail slammed into the old man's spiritual power shield.

This fire python is a mid-level fire python talisman, and how can it be blocked by a small spiritual power shield.

With a soft bang, the spiritual power shield was broken by the fire python, and after breaking the shield, the fire python rushed towards the old man's back with endless fire spiritual power.

The old man's face had changed drastically when the spiritual shield was broken, and his face was full of horror, because the distance was too close, and the old man had no time to use other means to defend.

The fire python slammed into the old man's body with endless flames.

"Bang!"

After the fire python hit the old man, a burst of flames suddenly rose, and the old man was burned black by the flames turned by the fire python, and with a scream, he crashed down from the cloud and fell on the cliff.

The two middle-aged men chasing behind saw that the old man was hit by the fire python talisman, and they couldn't help but show joy on their faces, and they urged the flying magic weapon to fly down to the place where the old man fell.

At this time, the old man named Hua He's hair was burned by the fire python talisman, and his whole body was burned to death.

After landing on the ground, the middle-aged man on the left looked at the old man covered in charred black and said with disdain: "Hmph! Give us the Ning Yuan Spirit Grass earlier, and you won't suffer like this. ”

"Ahem...... Ahem, the old man still has two years of life at most, if he can't break through, even if he dies now, he will only live two years less, so even if the old man dies, he will not give you the spirit grass! The old man named Hua He coughed a few times and said in a trembling voice.

"Dead duck has a hard mouth, since you don't want to take the initiative to give, then we'll take it ourselves." After the middle-aged man finished speaking, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he took out the sharp knife before and threw it towards the old man.

The old man named Hua He saw the sharp knife coming, his face was dead, although he had the heart to resist, but he had the heart to be powerless.

Just when the old man was about to fall, a cyan lotus flower that exuded cyan brilliance suddenly appeared in front of the old man, and suddenly collided with the sharp knife.

As soon as the sharp knife came into contact with the lotus, the middle-aged man felt an extremely strong mana coming from the green lotus, feeling this, the middle-aged man's face was solemn, and after retracting the sharp knife, he looked around, and said with a solemn face: "I don't know which Taoist friend is here?" This is a matter of the following, and please don't meddle with it! ”

The three of them looked at the cyan lotus that suddenly appeared, and Hua He's face was fine, after all, even if he didn't come, he would die, so he was just surprised and calmed down.

And the most ugly faces belonged to the two middle-aged men, they could have gotten Ning Yuancao, but they didn't expect to kill a Cheng Biting Jin. Can you not be depressed?

Just as the two of them finished speaking, a faint fragrance of lotus flowers suddenly came from all around.

The top of the old man's head named Hua He also lit up with a trace of blue light, and a petal spilled from the blue light, and just after this petal was sprinkled, more petals fell.

After a while, the sky was full of cyan petals, and when the three of them saw these cyan petals, they couldn't help but be secretly shocked and a little confused.

Just as the petals were falling the most, a pale blue figure emerged from the petals.

This pale blue figure is Yang Qingyan, at this time she is dressed in aqua blue clothes, her black hair is gently pulled with a jasper hairpin, and her face is covered with a white silk scarf.

Looking at Yang Qingyan, a trace of solemnity flashed in the eyes of the two middle-aged men, and the middle-aged man on the left frowned, and said: "This fellow Daoist, this is our private matter, it's none of your business, why do you bother?" ”

"It's none of my business? It's all in front of the fairy's door, and they say it's none of my business. Yang Qingyan's face turned cold, and he said illusoryly.

"Hit the fairy's door? I don't know what the fairy means by this? The middle-aged monk on the right suddenly spoke.

"This place is the place where this fairy retreats and cultivates, you fight here, don't you fight in front of this fairy's door?"

"You ......," the middle-aged man on the left said angrily.

"Virtuous brother!" At this point, the man on the right stopped the man on the left.

"In that case, how about we get out of here now?" After stopping the man on the left, he said to Yang Qingyan again.

"It would have been fine if I had left just now, but it's too late." Yang Qingyan looked at the two and said coldly.

"Hmph, shameless face, big brother, killing one is killing anyway, killing two is also killing, let's shoot!"

As soon as he threw the sharp blade in his hand, the sharp blade turned into a black light and stabbed towards Yang Qingyan's face.

When the middle-aged man on the right saw this, his face was also ruthless, and several talismans in his hand were thrown into the air, turning into several big fireballs and attacking Yang Qingyan.

Seeing the attack of the two, Yang Qingyan flipped his right hand, and the frost dagger appeared in his hand, and with a slight stroke, a huge blue light blade carrier endless chill hit the sharp blade.

The blue blade of light touched the blade, and the blade froze inch by inch, and then with a crisp sound, it shattered into countless ice dust.

"This is? High-level magic weapons?! The middle-aged man who had destroyed the magic weapon turned pale and said with a shocked voice.

Hearing this, the three people present were shocked, and looked at the dagger in Yang Qingyan's hand with different expressions.

Yang Qingyan didn't care what they thought, his right hand moved, and two blue light blades appeared out of thin air, attacking them.

The blue light blade first hit those fireballs, and the low-level fireball talisman didn't resist even for a moment, and was directly cut in half by the blue blade. (To be continued.) )