"Reiki Fist!"

Yun Qingyue also used her spiritual power to make three attacks, facing the broken jade fist that attacked again.

However, her aura fist is obviously not as proficient as the opponent, and her use is not particularly smooth, and her punches are not as fast as the opponent's.

"Hmph, I want to fight hard with Lao Tzu, you are still a little tender, I have been practicing this broken jade fist for more than ten years, can you compare with me?"

The man saw the jerkiness of Yun Qingyue's movements, although he didn't know how the other party could resist and attack him without any Yuan Force fluctuations, but he was sure that it was not the result of the hidden strength of a master of the super high realm, because if it was a super master, even if he didn't use Yuan Force, there was coercion, and he didn't feel it at all now.

He didn't know that Yun Qingyue was just using him to practice now, just wanting to exercise his actual combat reaction, and the parting of the aura fist was also simulated when he saw his broken jade fist, that is, he wanted to see what the difference was between the spiritual power and the yuan force, and she had no intention of defeating the enemy.

Soon, the man sensed that something was wrong.

Yun Qingyue's punches are getting faster and faster, and the attacks that split out are also increasing, from three to five and then to six.

As the attacks increased, the man's figure became more and more embarrassed, and his face became more and more ugly.

Just as Yun Qingyue was about to unleash the aura fist of seven attacks, her wrist was cold, and a white silk thread two fingers wide was entangled.

"That's it!"

Yun Qingyue saw that the two sons were pulling the other end of the silk thread in their hands.

She was playing too much just now, patronizing and adjusting the accuracy and strength of the Reiki Fist, but she didn't notice the other person.

As the second son's hand pulled, the silk thread that wrapped Yun Qingyue quickly wrapped around her other hand, and then closed the two hands tightly and wrapped them tightly.

The accomplice patted the dust on his body and said viciously: "Slut, dare to make me so embarrassed, look at how I concoct you!" ”

Just when he raised his hand to give Yun Qingyue a slap, he felt a light pass in front of him, and then a red liquid sprayed out, and he looked up to see that several of his fingers had been cut off by Qi Gen, and those red liquids were his blood flowing from the wound.

"Ahh My fingers! ”

A scream rang out, and the man clenched his wounded hand to tears.

These two people were just ordinary market gangsters, but because the two sons were lucky enough to break through to the middle of Juyuan some time ago, they became more and more arrogant.

Today I wanted to go to the morning market to steal, but I happened to see Yun Qingyue cut a big fortune, so they wanted to do a big ticket.

I thought that dealing with a chick was a matter of hand-to-hand capture, but who knew that there would be complications here.

Judging from the speed of the shot just now, the person who shot must be a master. As soon as the second son saw that something was wrong, he immediately threw the person down and was about to run away.

He had only run a few steps away before his knee was hit hard and he immediately fell to one knee. He knew his kneecap was shattered when he hit the ground with a sharp pain and crisping sound.

Yun Qingyue turned her head sideways when the bright light flashed, but she still couldn't avoid being splashed on her face with blood spurted from her severed finger.

Amid the painful cries of the two big men, a snapping sound of horses' hooves slowly and methodically approached them.

When the two of them saw the person who came, they didn't dare to come out, and they sweated even more when they looked at the silver-edged black badge worn by the person.

In the Shengyuan Kingdom, there is no one who does not know the black badge, which is the symbol of the Zhanchuan Palace, and the black badge with silver edges, coupled with silver armor and long knives, such equipment, just at a glance, they know the identity of the person who came, it is the talented young general.

The young man's sturdy figure was still so upright, the silver light of the soft armor surrounded him, and the long knife named Xingmang in his hand was placed at his side, which also glowed with dazzling silver light.

Yun Qingyue felt that the young man's blazing eyes were tinged with disgust as they swept over her.

If last time she just felt that Zhan Lushan cared more about her, then this time, she was sure that Zhan Lulin didn't have a good impression of her. It's just that as she remembered before, it turned out that the two had nothing to do with each other, where did the hostility come from?