"Ahh Long Xian screamed, and her body trembled like a panicked lamb.

"This bastard!" Bai Qingyan and Song Shenshu almost couldn't help but rush in.

"Senior brother, senior sister, calm down." Several Wudang disciples hurriedly said.

"How? Happy? Ye Zhong smiled slightly, leaned over and bit her arm lightly with his teeth, her skin was delicate and smooth, and there was a faint smell of vanilla.

"Woo." Long Xian couldn't help but sob, and the strange feeling of wearing her arm made her extremely uncomfortable.

It was the first time in eighteen years that she had been humiliated like this, this man was not a good person at all, how good would it be if the man in white was here?

"Crying? Oops, let me wipe your tears for you. Ye Zhong chuckled and slurped the corners of her eyes with his mouth, sucking up the slightly salty tears.

Rustling.

A soft sound came from the roof, and the hearts of Song Shenshu, Bai Qingyan and Ye Chong suddenly tightened, they knew that the person who should come had finally arrived.

"Qingyan, he seems to be here." Song Shenshu clenched the iron sword behind his back.

"Well, get ready, you guard the window for a while, I'll guard the door, and the others will go and inform Senior Brother Wuse." Bai Qingyan said coldly.

"You're a big badass." Long Xian suddenly bit Ye Chong's lower lip, but found that his lip flap was like a tough iron sheet, and he couldn't bite it at all.

"Do you know now? I'm not a good person in the first place, and I'm going to be the worst evil person in the world. Ye Zhong chuckled in a low voice.

His big hand stretched out and tugged.

Long Xian's gauze was torn, revealing a pink and white obscene dress and a delicate body.

"Woo." Longxian clutched his chest and sobbed slightly.

"Whew." Heavy wheezing came from the beams, accompanied by the soft sound of tinkling metal.

"Finally can't help it?" Ye Chongyun lifted the dragon elephant true magic skill, and his limbs were tightly supported and collapsed.

"Why did you do this to me?" Long Xian choked up, she didn't know why she was so miserable, isn't there a good person in the world?

"Because you're a woman, I'm a man." Ye Zhong suddenly grinned, and his hands slowly roamed over her delicate body.

The bedroom suddenly groaned one after another, and there was a faint wheezing sound mixed in.

Crash.

With the sound of tiles, a masked man in black fell onto the beam.

The man in black was short in stature, with a pair of triangular eyes that shone with a grim light, and a sheathed scimitar hanging from his waist, and the bronze scabbard was adorned with red and green gems.

"His light skills are lighter than before." Song Shenshu's heart sank.

Flower Butterfly's moon slashing knife is tricky and fast, and he has won the samadhi of the knife technique, and the master of the lower section of the general third-rate is invincible in the face of his fast knife.

Last time, if he hadn't had the help of his junior brother and his senior brothers, he might have been in the hands of that thief.

"This thief's internal strength is deeper than before, and it is only a thin line away from breaking through the middle of the third-rate section." Bai Qingyan frowned slightly.

If Wu Se can't catch up for a while, it will be difficult for them to stop the flower butterfly with her and Song Shenshu.

Long Xian closed his eyes, ready to bear Ye Chong's next devastation.

"Ready? Ha ha. Ye Da laughed loudly, and his body suddenly fell towards Long Xian.

Choke!

The man in black fell from the sky, and the scimitar in his hand turned into a cold light and flew towards Ye Zhong on the soft couch.

The dragon fairy on the bed suddenly lost her face.

At this moment, the door was slammed open.

The cold light suddenly rose, and Bai Qingyan shot at the black-clothed man in mid-air with a thin sword, and the target of this sword was the throat.

The man in black showed surprise in his eyes,

His body twisted violently in mid-air, and the scimitar in his hand slashed diagonally at the thin sword, and he turned sharply to the window position with his strength, but he didn't expect an iron sword to slash at him.

The scimitar in the black's hand blocked upward, and his feet slammed on the ground, and cracks appeared on the ground under his feet.

Swords intersect.

"Flower Butterfly, I will spare your life today!" Song Shenshu shouted coldly.

I saw that his iron sword suddenly bypassed the scimitar like a soft snake and pointed at the temple of the man in black, changing so quickly that people were a little caught off guard.

"Finger around the sword, quack, it turns out that it's you kid again, thinking that you can catch me if you ask for a helper today? You will die here today! The flower butterfly swirled and narrowly escaped the sword.

"Who lives and who dies?"

Bai Qingyan's toes hit the ground sharply, turned into a white line, and flew towards the man in black again.

"Ahh Long Xian looked at the scene in front of him and exclaimed.

"Trouble." Ye Zhong slashed at Long Xian's neck and directly knocked her unconscious.

The martial arts of these three people are higher than him, and it is better for him to watch the changes first, but judging from the battle situation in front of him, Hua Butterfly seems to have the advantage.

Hua Butterfly made the scimitar in one hand ruthless and fast, and it was like a black ghost between the movements, if it weren't for the small space and not suitable to play the speed advantage, Song Shenshu and Bai Qingyan would have been hacked to death by him.

"If this continues, Qingyan and I will die under his sword, Senior Brother Wuse, when are you coming?" Song Shenshu barely resisted the sword moves of the flower butterfly with his finger-twisting sword.

But more than a dozen knife marks had already appeared on his body, and his face was pale and miserable.

Bai Qingyan was no better, there were five deep knife marks on her white shirt, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and she looked quite embarrassed.

"Hmph, two juniors who haven't even mastered 'Zhen', just because you want to kill me?" The snow-white scimitar in Hua Butterfly's hand shook suddenly, turning into a puff of cold light and slashing at Song Shenshu's iron sword.

Choke!

Song Shenshu only felt a strange spiral force coming from the iron sword in his hand, and the iron sword flew directly out of his hand, and a spiral of blood appeared on his palm.

"'Earthquake'?" Ye Zhong frowned and said softly.

"Zhen" is an important skill that must be mastered after entering the third-rate realm, but Bai Qingyan and Song Shenshu have obviously just entered the third-rate realm and have not yet comprehended the mystery.

After entering the third-rate realm, the physical strength and internal strength are greatly improved, and the warriors will comprehend the unique fluctuations of their own martial arts, which are called "Zhen".

Through "shock", the power of the warrior's moves will be greatly improved.

There is a world of difference between a third-rate martial artist who has mastered the "earthquake" and a third-rate martial artist who has not mastered the "earthquake", just like the scene in front of him, Hua Butterfly easily dealt with the two people.

Hua Butterfly's martial arts are light and agile, and it is not easy to exert the greatest power of martial arts in the house, but the two of them can only barely resist his killing moves.

"Damn! My sword! "Song Shenshu's face is white, and almost all of his martial arts are on a sword.

Hua Butterfly smiled coldly, and the scimitar in his hand slashed diagonally at Bai Qingyan's throat.

Bai Qingyan lowered his head, the thin sword in his hand stabbed at Hua Butterfly's wrist, and his left hand suddenly rose lightly, only to see three cold lights flash in the air.