Anyway, these night pearls zuihou are mine! With such a thought, Yan Qing ran from the second floor to the ninth floor without squinting, and just stepped on the staircase on the ninth floor, a knife light slashed his head, Yan Qing, who had been on alert, took a step forward quickly, and the sword that had been hanging on his waist for so long but had never been unsheathed fell off his waist with the scabbard and fell into Yan Qing's hand, and the sword came out!

The swords intersected, and the scabbard of the unknown material was suddenly torn apart by the sword light and sword qi, and a long sword with cold light and glittering slammed into the long knife fiercely.

--With a crisp sword roar, Yan Qingsheng stepped on a flight of stairs under his feet, and the man in Tsing Yi with the knife took seven steps back.

Yan Qing looked at the gap in the long sword in her hand, and then looked at the other party's unscathed knife, and sighed secretly, her sword is also a sword, and it can be compared with others...... Alas, local tyrants are local tyrants! Absolute class enemy!

After thinking about it for a while, Yan Qing suddenly exerted force under her feet, and with a click, the stairs on the ninth floor collapsed in an instant, Yan Qing held a long sword, and quickly walked towards the center of the ninth floor, where the wooden box was placed, I don't know why she had a hunch, it was the artifact breaking army!

The face of the man in Tsing Yi changed, and he didn't care about the tiger's mouth being cracked, so he bullied himself again, and the two of them clanged.

Just as the two of them were fighting, seven or eight men in black flew up from downstairs and pounced on the wooden box.

Deal with this bunch of guys first! Yan Qing exchanged opinions with the man in Tsing Yi with a wooden expression, and then suddenly unanimously to the outside world, and caught the man in black off guard, although the strength of those men in black is also good, but compared to Yan Qing and the man in Tsing Yi, they are much weaker, the eight men in black are simply vulnerable to the two of them, originally they wanted to separate someone to get the box, but within a few minutes, they were almost slaughtered like chopping melons and vegetables, where can they still divide the manpower.

Yan Qing killed heartily, and when he swept away, he saw a figure crawling over his head like a gecko, aiming directly at the wooden box, if it weren't for the light of the night pearl, Yan Qing wouldn't have been able to find it, and the attack of the man in black was also stronger, as if he wanted to drag Yan Qing for a second even if he didn't want to die.

Who would dare to touch the things set by the old lady?! Yan Qing was on fire in an instant, she finally lured those people away, entered the National Teacher Tower, and saw that the broken army was in front of her, and there were still people who wanted to cut off Hu? What an international joke!

Yan Qing didn't say a word, slapped out with a palm of his left hand, and five or six red lines flew out, piercing the heads or chests and limbs of the only three people around him like a sharp sword, and then pulled hard, perfectly interpreting what it means to divide the corpse of five horses.

Yu Qing himself flew through the blood rain, his white clothes were not stained with dust, and a long sword was like lightning, flying out of Yan Qing's hand.

- Ding long sword nailed to the edge of the stone platform, only less than a centimeter away from the man's outstretched hand, at the same time, a red line shot out of Yan Qing's left hand and wrapped around the wooden box, Yan Qing was slightly happy, just about to pull the red line, he saw a long knife cut off the red line, inserted into this side of the stone platform, it turned out that the man in Tsing Yi also solved the opponent, free his hand.

Three people, standing on three legs, surrounded the stone platform, but none of them would move first, because the person who moved first would definitely be attacked by the other two.

Time passed minute by minute, the three of them were just deadlocked, and Yan Qing's heart was a little anxious, because once the fire was controlled, the people from the National Teacher's Mansion would free their hands, and she would have no chance.

This is also one of the reasons why Tsing Yi people have no fear.

Is it going to fall short tonight? If it's past tonight, I won't have the time to find such a haode again! The people of the National Teacher's Mansion will definitely mobilize manpower to strictly guard the National Teacher's Tower! It's all this guy's fault! Yan Qing looked coldly at Cheng Biting Jin, who was killed halfway, and couldn't wait to tear him apart!

Just when Yan Qing was entangled, a hurried footsteps sounded, not good! The people from the National Teacher's Mansion are here! The head of the man in black moved instantly, and he pounced on the wooden box as fast as an arrow from a string.

Golden opportunity! Yan Qing's eyes lit up, the red line shot again, wrapped up the long sword, the long sword was in hand, Yan Qing and the man in green clothes attacked the man in black one by one.

"Put down what you're holding." The man in Tsing Yi roared, only to see the man in black holding the wooden box, fighting to be slashed by Yan Qing, and running downstairs like a fish.

The old lady didn't say that my sword was quenched with poison! Yan Qing sneered and counted one, two, three, and sure enough, the man in black was stiff and now the staircase did not move, and it was not until Yan Qing rolled the wooden box with red thread that he spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

The sound of the sword wind breaking through the air behind him sounded, Yan Qing kicked on the wall and flew up, the long sword collided with the long knife again, and with a click, the long sword broke into two sections, and Yan Qing also flew away with this momentum, "Thank you for sending it off." Yan Qing arched her hand, only to see that a big hole was suddenly broken at the top of the tower, the bricks and tiles fell down, and a rope was tied to Yan Qing's waist, pulling her up.

The man in Tsing Yi was furious and roared: "Don't want to escape!" The big knife in his hand took off his hand and flew towards the rope hanging from Yan Qing.

Yan Qing threw a half-cut sword in his hand, zuihou a sword!

The swords intersected, and they shattered into pieces at the same time......