At this moment, Chen Qingyang poured the strength in his body into his right fist without reservation, and the domineering power of the Overlord Fist was exerted to the extreme by Chen Qingyang.

Feeling the violent power contained in Chen Qingyang's fist, the expression on Mo Yunfei's face was also slightly startled.

It wasn't because Chen Qingyang's fist could threaten him, but because he clearly felt that Chen Qingyang only had the realm of the middle stage of transforming strength, but he was able to blast out a punch comparable to the full strength of a martial artist in the early stage of condensation.

It's incredible!

Rumble!

Mo Yunfei stood in front of him with a horizontal knife, and Chen Qingyang's fist slammed into the big knife made of strength, and a deafening tremor sounded as it vibrate.

Mo Yunfei's body shook slightly, and he was shocked back three steps.

And Chen Qingyang was even more embarrassed, and the force of the shock directly shook his whole person away, and he staggered back seven or eight meters before stabilizing his body.

Li Qingluan's body flashed, and he came to Chen Qingyang's side in an instant, stopping in front of him.

"Qingyang, none of us are his opponents, if we can go, one counts as one!" Li Qingluan turned his back to Chen Qingyang and said in an extremely gloomy voice.

Mo Yunfei's realm is only in the middle stage of condensation, but his strength is far stronger than the average middle stage of condensation, I am afraid that even in the face of a strong person in the late stage of condensation, he can be invincible within a hundred moves.

Unless Li Qingluan's strength is fully restored at this moment, it will never be his opponent.

Chen Qingyang shook his right arm, which was a little numb, with a slightly hideous smile on his face, and said, "I said that I would take you away alive, and I will definitely do it." ”

Li Qingluan twisted his eyebrows and said: "Now is not the time to be strong, his strength is almost comparable to the late stage of condensation, we can never be his opponent, if you live, at least you can avenge me." ”

"That's not necessarily, Sister Qingluan, you help me consume his strength as much as possible, I'm sure to kill him." Chen Qingyang said in a low voice.

Li Qingluan didn't look back, but an imperceptible look of surprise flashed on his face.

"Are you sure?" Li Qingluan asked.

"Don't forget that the ghost hand also died at my hands." Chen Qingyang said lightly.

Hearing this, Li Qingluan's body shook slightly, although the ghost hand was seriously injured before, his combat power would not be weaker than that of ordinary martial artists in the early stage of condensation, Chen Qingyang was in the early stage of transforming strength, and he could still kill him if he was seriously injured, Li Qingluan's heart was full of doubts, but he didn't have time to ask.

Maybe Chen Qingyang really has a hole card that is enough to kill Mo Yunfei!

"Okay." Li Qingluan didn't talk nonsense for half a sentence, and once again condensed a long sword in his hand, and his pale face was covered with a layer of cold killing intent.

"Don't be reckless." Chen Qingyang took a deep breath and said, he knew that Li Qingluan's physical condition was very bad, but if she didn't help consume Mo Yunfei's strength, he couldn't kill Mo Yunfei on his own.

Li Qingluan nodded slightly, his eyes suddenly condensed, and then rushed towards Mo Yunfei with a snort.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead."

Mo Yunfei slashed with his knife, like a real sword, slashing at Li Qingluan in the air.

The sword pierced the night sky, bursting out with brilliant light, and the fierce and domineering knife momentum made Chen Qingyang's body tremble in the distance.

"You must resist!" Chen Qingyang roared inwardly as he swallowed a mouthful of healing elixir to keep his state at its peak.

The medicinal power of the healing elixir has a great effect on healing injuries, but the effect on restoring the strength in the body is minimal, but it is better than nothing, after all, the energy consumed by Chen Qingyang to cast the Heaven Turning Seal is too huge, and the stronger his internal strength, the more terrifying the power will naturally be.

In the face of Mo Yunfei's menacing sword, Li Qingluan's face did not have the slightest hint of panic, only to see her holding a long sword, waving it quickly in mid-air, and for a while, a sword shadow appeared in the sky, like a rain curtain falling, covering half of the sky.

Li Qingluan learned from Wing Chun, but few people know that she was once instructed by a master of swordsmanship, and she cultivated a superb swordsmanship, and its power is even higher than that of Wing Chun.

When she first faced the ghost hand, she had not had the slightest chance to use this sword technique before she was seriously injured.

Now that she is seriously injured, she can only perform one swordsmanship.

The sword rain in the sky resisted Mo Yunfei's sword, and in the rain curtain, a dazzling sword suddenly flashed, piercing Mo Yunfei's eyebrows.

Mo Yunfei's face changed instantly, he could feel the terrifying power contained in Li Qingluan's awe-inspiring sword, as if it could penetrate the space, making his pores all over his body open wide, his scalp numb, and his whole person was like falling into a thousand-year-old ice cave.

Sword Moves - Shocking!

This is the strongest sword that Li Qingluan can exert at the moment, if it is at its peak, even a master at the peak level of condensation like the ghost hand will not dare to ignore its edge.

Mo Yunfei's entire old face became extremely distorted, and he frantically poured the power of his whole body into the big knife in his hand, he did not retreat for a minute, and the big knife that condensed the strength of his whole body slashed out a condensed sword in the void, and it was-for-tat with Li Qingluan's sword.

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"Boom!"

A vast bright light suddenly appeared in the sky, like a thunderbolt, making it impossible to look at it directly.

The sword qi and sword qi were wanton and horizontal, and the big trees on both sides of the highway were cut off in an instant, and there were countless sword marks and cracks on the surrounding land. Dog's breakfast.

Li Qingluan's whole person was shaken away by the raging air wave, like a kite with a broken string, and his red clothes were already stained with blood.

Chen Qingyang strode forward and hugged Li Qingluan firmly the moment before she fell to the ground.

"Sister Qingluan!" Chen Qingyang's eyes were red and he shouted, and he stuffed a healing elixir into her mouth as quickly as he could.

However, this time Li Qingluan's injuries were too serious, and she had already taken healing elixirs, so the effect of the medicine was not obvious, and her breath was still very weak, but she finally saved her life.

"Qingyang, I did my best!" Li Qingluan's pale and bloodless face barely squeezed out a wry smile and said.

"I know, leave it to me next, and I'll make him pay with his life." Chen Qingyang gritted his teeth and said, the killing intent had already blinded his eyes.

This was the second time he had seen Li Qingluan seriously injured and fall in front of him, the ghost hand was already dead, and Mo Yunfei would definitely not be able to escape.

"I believe in you." Li Qingluan smiled, she wanted to reach out to touch Chen Qingyang's face, but in the end she hung down weakly and passed out directly.

Chen Qingyang placed Li Qingluan behind a large tree, just in the blind spot of the sniper.

Then comes the time to kill!

Chen Qingyang slowly walked out from behind the big tree, and looked directly at Mo Yunfei in front of him.

In order to block Li Qingluan's sword, Mo Yunfei almost exhausted fifty percent of the strength in his body, his face was slightly pale, and his psychology also suffered a lot of shadows, and his body was still trembling faintly.

"Boy, you have missed the best opportunity to escape, I will send you on the road first, and then let Li Qingluan go down to accompany you." Mo Yunfei laughed fiercely, and once again condensed a big knife in his hand.

Even if there is only fifty percent of the strength left, it is more than enough to deal with a young man in the middle of the transformation of strength.