first threw Xiao Ming in his arms into the big iron gate, and turned around to greet him with a palm.

The palms intersected, and both of them used six successful forces, and the strong energy fluctuations blew up all the clothes and hair of the two, and the grass under their feet was hit by the air waves, and the roots flew up from the ground, turning into dust in an instant.

"Mom!" Xiao Ming stood inside the iron gate and watched this scene, and couldn't help but exclaim, for fear that his mother would be injured.

"I'm fine." Yan Bei's calm voice came out from the chaotic qi, and then the qi wave disappeared, and the two people in the struggle showed their shapes.

Yan Bei was still standing, and judging from his straight back, he didn't seem to have suffered any substantial damage.

Zhao Qicheng on the other side was full of surprise, but Yan Bei's blow just now caused a brief chaos in his internal cultivation, causing his breathing to be a little heavy at the moment.

But on the whole, he is fine, and the palm of the two people fighting head-on seems to be half a catty.

Yan Bei didn't expect that this thousand-year-old zombie's cultivation had skyrocketed so much in just half a month, and with one palm, although she looked fine on the surface, the immortal qi inside had consumed one-third.

If this zombie was using an extra layer of power just now, she would have to use other means to deal with it.

The clear sky suddenly darkened, and a dark cloud appeared above the castle, enveloping the small world.

Without sunlight, Zhao Qicheng only felt that if God helped, he opened his mouth and took a large breath of the yin qi that permeated the surroundings of the ancient castle, and the churning in his body just now was quickly calmed down.

The door of the castle house was opened by the housekeeper, and he saw that his little master was standing alone behind the big iron gate, and hurriedly beckoned the four male servants in the castle to rush out.

The blue eyes that are usually used to hide have all turned red, and the aura on his body has become fierce.

The housekeeper stretched out his hand to take a photo, and took Xiao Ming, who was still paying attention to his mother's condition, into his arms, and at the same time saw Yan Bei, who was holding Zhao Qicheng, and suddenly exclaimed:

"Ma'am, are you alright?"

No one answered him, Yan Bei just nodded slightly, and then raised his hand, signaling them not to come out.

The housekeeper thought that it was enough for her to let herself and others protect Xiao Ming, so she nodded, and took the servants to protect Xiao Ming firmly in the middle, and did not leave, but always paid attention to the battle situation at the door.

Just missed the blow, Zhao Qicheng only felt that he still looked down on the woman in front of him, and raised his hand again to attack.

Yan Bei had already tasted his power, and he didn't plan to fight him in close combat, so he flew into the air, somersaulting neatly, jumped three or four meters behind Zhao Qicheng, took out six silver needles and ejected them, and carried out a long-range attack.

How sharp are silver needles? How tough is the silk thread?

Zhao Qicheng has tasted this pair of needles and threads personally, and it was because of this silver needle last time that he was tied up by her and brought into the coffin and sealed inside.

The suppressed hatred could no longer be suppressed the moment he saw the silver needle!

The red translucent light mask reappeared, blocking in front of Zhao Qicheng, trying to stop the silver needle from approaching.

But Yan Bei's silver needle is like a game loophole, and Taishang Laojun's enchantment can penetrate it, let alone a zombie's enchantment?

I only heard a soft sound of "poof", and the silver needle pierced straight into the red light mask and stabbed straight towards Zhao Qicheng.

The six silver needles were danced by Yan Bei to be impermeable, front and back, left and right, up, middle and down, and every direction that could be avoided was blocked by the silver needles, and in a hurry, Zhao Qicheng was forced to hurriedly turn into red smoke and escape.

The boulder in the forest was photographed by him, and smashed straight towards the flying silver needle, and in an instant, the silver needle collided with the boulder, and the gravel fell like a rain, Yan Bei easily jumped in front of the iron gate and avoided the rock.

Zhao Qicheng didn't have such good luck, he was cocooned and self-bound, the position in the forest was narrow, there was no way to hide, he was hit several times by broken stones, the transformed human face exploded in anger, and the white skull was exposed, describing it as terrifying!

The butler watched from inside the iron door and gasped.

What the hell is this dead thing? How can it look so ugly!

"Mom!" Xiao Ming called again, his tone full of worry.

Yan Bei turned around and smiled at his son, raised the silver needle and prepared to attack again, but he didn't expect that before he could attack, Zhao Qicheng under the big tree was suddenly hit by a fireball, "Roar! With a roar, he turned and rushed into the woods.

In just the blink of an eye, he saw a blonde female blood clan thrown out by him, and the speed of the fall was sure to die if it hit the ground.

Although the blood clan is immortal and immortal, it is on the premise that the body is not damaged, and once the head is broken, it will still die.

Seeing that the head of the blonde blood clan was about to smash against the hard rubble, Yan Bei flew up, reached out and grabbed her, and narrowly captured her.

Hugging the frightened blonde blood clan and landing steadily, before he could do anything, he saw a group of blood clans rushing out of the forest, staring at Zhao Qicheng with red eyes, and the ruthlessness in his eyes was full of ruthlessness!

As soon as the blonde blood clan in his hand landed, he nodded at Yan Bei to express his gratitude, and immediately joined the battle.

Without any words, the twelve blood clans tacitly reached a consensus and pounced together, bound to kill Zhao Qicheng, an alien race, in the forest before they would give up.

Of the twelve blood clans, there are six physical strength enhancers and two speed enhancers, and these eight people don't think much about it at all, and directly fight with their physical bodies.

And the remaining four people, using fire to attack with fire, reminding teammates with prophecy to remind teammates, and healing with healing, each performing their duties, and cooperating quite well.

Although a single person is not Zhao Qicheng's opponent, if they all cooperate like this, one person can bite Zhao Qicheng to death.

Seeing this, Yan Bei also breathed a sigh of relief, retreated into the iron gate, and stood with Xiao Ming silently observing the battle situation.

Zhao Qiguo was sure that he was no match for him, and he planned to escape, but before leaving, he turned his head and yelled at Yan Bei, and then flew away.

But he never thought that he had just flown up, and he was slapped with an invisible palm.

Sparrow stepped down from the black car, his blue eyes were covered with red light, he walked towards Zhao Qicheng step by step, and raised his hand lightly as he walked, Zhao Qicheng felt that his heart was tightly grasped by an invisible hand, tightening more and more, and it was about to burst.

But he couldn't see or touch this force, he couldn't resist it at all, he was stimulated by heartache, and he fell to the ground and kept rolling.

Seeing this, the other Bloodlines stopped their movements and bent down in the direction of Sparrow.

"Eastern Blood?" He raised an eyebrow and sneered, "It seems that it is nothing more than that!" ”

"Cuihua, save me......" A weak cry for help came out of Zhao Qicheng's mouth, and he looked straight at Yan Bei inside the iron gate, which was his only life-saving straw, "I don't believe it...... You have completely forgotten the affection between us, can you bear to watch me die? ”

The words were shouted, and the large, invisible hand that was clenching his heart suddenly paused.