When Jiang Xiaoyu heard this, a heart seemed to sink to the bottom of the sea, and the huge water pressure almost squeezed his heart.

As soon as Yin Qing appeared, he realized that Yin Qing's strength was extraordinary, and now that he sensed the cold qi released by Yin Qing, he became more and more sure of his inner conjecture.

This Yin Qing, who seems to be old and weak, must be a first-class master in the middle stage, in other words, it is...... Eight-star warrior.

His current strength is only a five-star martial artist, and when facing a seven-star martial artist, he adopts the trick of exploding seeds, and fights to burn the essence blood in his body that has already been depleted again, and maybe he can fight again. Even if you can't beat it, it shouldn't be a problem to escape.

However, if he is facing an eight-star martial artist, with the strength of his five-star martial artist, even if he turns out the super long play, he will definitely not be able to compete.

This is the suppression of absolute power, not the skill that can turn the tables.

One force will drop ten times, this is the reason.

Jiang Xiaoyu knew very well that in the face of an eight-star martial artist, no matter how he struggled, he could only struggle.

As a result, there will never be a half-point change.

"Damn it!"

Jiang Xiaoyu gritted his teeth, feeling the huge momentum released by Yin Qing's seemingly thin and thin body, which was difficult to resist, and couldn't help but feel a trace of despair in his heart.

But he quickly snuffed out this trace of despair, the whole person took a deep breath, and the true qi quickly ran in his body, and a momentum that could be called strong swept through.

"Hmph."

Seeing this, Yin Qing snorted coldly, and his momentum rose again, like a huge wave on the sea, swept away towards the small fish in the river.

"You old guy......" Jiang Xiaoyu gritted his teeth in the face of this momentum, and snorted, looking a little unsustainable.

After all, his strength is limited and he can't confront Yin Qing.

At this moment, he was like a boat on the sea, sailing in a storm, and huge waves were surging in all directions, trying to capsize him.

Yin Qing said coldly: "Jiang Zhuliu, let's die." ”

The voice fell.

Sou!

Yin Qing's momentum converged, and when he stepped on his feet, the whole person was like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Jiang Xiaoyu's side, and his big dry hand poked out towards Jiang Xiaoyu's neck.

Jiang Xiaoyu's face changed slightly, and he reacted immediately, taking a step back.

Yin Qing chased after him, pressing step by step, his big hand was like iron tongs, and like an eagle's claw, he continued to grab Jiang Xiaoyu's neck, wanting to cut his neck directly.

Faced with such a desperate situation, Jiang Xiaoyu did not immediately launch the method of burning blood, because he knew very well that he could not maintain a long-term state of explosion due to the current shortage of essence and blood. Therefore, only when such a trick is used at a critical moment can it be of the greatest effect.

He shook his body, and a short knife slipped out of his bosom and fell into his hand.

Sou!

His true qi was frantically poured into the short knife, and the sword qi shot out in an instant, killing Yin Qing in front of him.

After all, Yin Qing was only a mortal in the flesh, and he couldn't fight against such a sharp weapon, so he could only retreat in the face of the sweeping sword qi.

However, he took another step forward, wrapped in the strength of his palm, turned his claws into palms, and struck Jiang Xiaoyu.

Jiang Xiaoyu's short knife was full of swordsmanship, aimed at the palm full of energy, and stabbed forward without flinching.

"Insect carving skills."

Yin Qing's face was expressionless, his movements remained unchanged at all, and he stabbed Jiang Xiaoyu's short knife, still smashing it with his palm wrapped in strength.

Bang!

A dull sound rang out.

Jiang Xiaoyu was invincible, and was directly smashed by this palm, and when it fell to the ground, the residual strength left by Yin Qing's palm also smashed a big hole on the ground.

"Poof—"

Jiang Xiaoyu only felt a mouthful of hot blood surging up his throat, and he couldn't control it at all, and blood gushed out from his mouth.

Seeing this, Yin Qing didn't feel happy, but had a little doubt in his heart.

He put the palm that was trembling slightly, and a blood mark of about five centimeters appeared from the palm of his hand, without a trace, behind him, kept a calm tone, and said slowly: "Jiang Zhuliu, if you are captured, I can still give you a way to live." ”

"The greatest possibility of being tied up is to become a sacrifice to your Heavenly Alliance." Jiang Xiaoyu struggled to support his body, and while standing up very slowly, he said coldly, "And fighting to the end can have a glimmer of life." ”

He said, paused, and added word for word: "Even if it is death, I have to decide how to die by myself." ”

"I see that although you are young, you are smarter than I imagined, and you have a little bit of pride in the rivers and lakes."

Yin Qing praised it, and then said coldly: "Although the master asked me to capture you alive, if a person wants to die, no one can stop him." In that case, then I ......"

"Death to you!"

Rumble!

Another astonishing momentum swept away, as if shaking the heavens and the earth, making Jiang Xiaoyu only feel that the air around him had become solidified, making his breath fall into a brief suffocation.

Jiang Xiaoyu knew very well that he was by no means Yin Qing's opponent, and he would definitely die if he fought, so he had no intention of fighting at all, and his legs bent and flicked, and he sprinted behind him.

"Want to run?"

Yin Qing sneered, the true qi in his body was running, and the abundant true qi made his body as light as a swallow, and his speed was three points faster than Jiang Xiaoyu.

He was like a bolt of lightning, quickly approaching Jiang Xiaoyu, but Jiang Xiaoyu had no choice but to stop and engage in a short fight with him.

Bang bang bang!

In just a few breaths, he was hit hard by Yin Qing again.

"Poof—"

Jiang Xiaoyu spurted out another mouthful of blood, and his state dropped rapidly, becoming weaker and weaker.

He felt a little helpless in his heart, he never expected that in just a few days, he would face such a desperate situation one after another, and the number of injuries was also a new high.

Soon, no matter how Jiang Xiaoyu tossed and turned, it was difficult to dodge Yin Qing's all-out attack.

Yin Qing's attack, as if coming from all directions, completely suppressed Jiang Xiaoyu, and he could barely take the next move one moment, but the next moment he was hit to the ground and smashed a hole.

Finally, Jiang Xiaoyu had to urge the blood burning method again, and the essence blood in his body began to burn again, and his originally dark hair quickly turned a little pale.

This is a sign of excessive burning of sperm and blood.

"Hmph."

Yin Qing saw Jiang Xiaoyu's plan, and snorted coldly: "Think that burning potential is useful? Jiang Zhuliu, don't think too highly of yourself. ”

Jiang Xiaoyu didn't wait for him to finish speaking, he used his legs, waist and abdomen together, and jumped up suddenly.

In addition, there was a rapidly rising battle intent in his heart, and the nameless short knife in his hand drew a graceful arc.

The sword carrying the sword intent, combined with the natural momentum, coupled with the method of urging the blood burning, obtained the power that could resist the seven-star martial artist for a short time, completely unleashing his own strength in a way of two hundred percent.

In an instant, the sword light flickered, and the knife qi was vertical and horizontal.

The next moment, the blade came to Yin Qing, as if it was about to split him in two.

At this moment, Yin Qing's words just fell.

In the face of Jiang Xiaoyu's menacing knife, Yin Qing's face was a little dignified, with a bloody right hand, five fingers together, thumbs slightly buckled, the true qi in the body was urged to the extreme, carrying the strength of the sky, and meeting the blade of Jiang Zhuliu.

"All your resistance is just a mantis arm as a car! How can an ant compare to an elephant? ”

"Jiang Zhuliu, let's take my life!"

A sinister smile appeared on Yin Qing's face.