Call.

Yang Yifan tilted his head back, and then slammed it down.

Bang.

The sound of crashing was heard.

The nose is always the most vulnerable place for people, and after being smashed by Yang Yifan's head, Qiu Wanxue's little nose couldn't bear it at all, and the blood flowed in an instant, and under the stinging pain, the tears slipped uncontrollably.

Pain!

It hurts so much!

The pain of drilling her heart came from the tip of her nose like a tide, causing the spiritual power that was being raised in her body to collapse at once, and the fierce aura that was surging wildly on her body also dissipated in an instant.

What kind of pity and cherishing jade, it doesn't exist, for Yang Yifan, this autumn Wanxue is the enemy, the source of danger.

As soon as the blow was successful, Yang Yifan's right hand fell on Qiu Wanxue's right wrist.

The huge force surged, and with a click, a terrifying bone cracking sound sounded, Qiu Wanxue's right hand was broken in an instant, and the Qiushui sword she was holding was also released, and it fell towards the bottom of the waterhole.

"Ahh ”

Qiu Wanxue couldn't help but cry out in pain, and the sound made people feel pity when she heard it.

Syllable.

However, Yang Yifan was unmoved, grabbed her other hand, and suddenly folded.

"Damn. ”

And at this time, the demon couldn't hold back any longer, "You can really do it?"

In his opinion, this should have been a beautiful encounter, although it was a misunderstanding, but misunderstandings come and go, if you hit me a few times, I will hit you a few times, something will happen, but Yang Yifan, this kid, played cards completely out of common sense, and directly abolished Qiu Wanxue.

"Enemies, men and women. ”

Yang Yifan only replied with six words.

"There is character. ”

The demon didn't know what to say, and it took a while to say three words.

"Anyway, you still look at other people's bodies. ”

The demon was a little unwilling, anyway, he liked to go against Yang Yifan.

"I'm not wearing clothes. ”

Ahem.

The demon coughed violently all of a sudden, and Yang Yifan couldn't say half a word of rebuttal at all.

And at this moment, Qiu Wanxue was completely stunned, just floating on the water in a daze, since she was a child, when did she suffer such a thing?

Even if there were enemies before, none of them were as brutal as Yang Yifan.

The grievances in her heart have already reached a peak, and she was seen by this damn guy, not to mention, and was beaten, not to mention, that damn guy didn't look embarrassed at all, and he was so ruthless that his nose collapsed, and his hands were broken.

Tick.

A few crystal tears slipped down and dripped into the pool, causing a circle of ripples, this time, Qiu Wanxue really cried.

Cry?

Looking at Qiu Wanxue, who looked miserable and had tears flowing for a long time, Yang Yifan's face did not change in the slightest, he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong in this matter, and he came to this waterhole first.

And this woman didn't show any mercy when she started to move, if he didn't have the strength to do it, I'm afraid he would have died a long time ago, so why should he show mercy?

Rushing.

The water was surging, and Yang Yifan reached out and grabbed Qiu Wanxue's feet and dragged her towards the shore.

Boom.

was thrown to the shore, looking at Yang Yifan, Qiu Wanxue was already heartbroken, she knew very well what would happen to a woman who had lost the power to resist and fell into the hands of a man, especially, she was now in tattered clothes, and many places were so violent/exposed.

Qiu Wanxue wanted to bite her tongue and kill herself.

Pedaling.

However, her eyes immediately widened, because Yang Yifan turned around and walked away.

Crash.

Turning her head slightly, she immediately saw that Yang Yifan had jumped into the pool again.

After a few breaths, Yang Yifan returned to the shore, and what he was holding in his hand was Qiu Wanxue's autumn water sword.

Is this a spirit weapon?

Yang Yifan stared at the Qiushui Sword in his hand, the sword surface was smooth, and the cold light was dotted, like a water wave shaking.

Swish.

He raised his left hand and stroked it on the Qiushui Sword, and the feeling of being as warm as water immediately came, and there was an indescribable feeling, as if this sword was alive.

Spiritual level weapons, are they really spiritual?

He thought to himself.

Swish.

The finger swiped lightly over the blade, and immediately a line of blood appeared.

Yang Yifan's body has already reached the point where ordinary weapons are difficult to hurt, and this Qiushui Sword can easily cut through his skin, which is indeed a spirit level weapon.

Seeing Yang Yifan like that, I don't know why, Qiu Wanxue's heart immediately swelled with an inexplicable humiliation, she is now in a broken long skirt, spring is flashing, and she has lost all the power to resist, but Yang Yifan is in a daze at a long sword, she is not as attractive as a sword or is this guy not a man at all?

Yang Yifan naturally didn't know what Qiu Wanxue was thinking in his heart, he just stared at the Qiushui Sword, and he was looking forward to building a spirit-level spear in his heart, but now that he had the Earth Copper Mother to build the tip of the spear, he still lacked the materials to make the barrel of the gun.

The only way to go to Wave City is to find a way!

Now he still has fifty medium-grade spirit stones on his body that he had snatched from Zi Wuji, but materials such as the Earth Copper Mother are simply something that can be encountered but not sought, and sometimes, it is not something that spirit stones can buy.

Swish.

Putting away the Qiushui Sword, Yang Yifan turned his head and looked at Qiu Wanxue lying on the ground, it was indeed a little miserable, the originally crystal little nose was a little collapsed, there was blood flowing out, and a pair of jade hands were also broken.

The clothes on the top and bottom of the body were tattered, and many places were exposed.

Click.

Looking at Yang Yifan's glancing gaze, Qiu Wan Xueyu's teeth clenched, and her heart was ashamed and aggrieved, but now that she has lost the power to resist, what else can she do?

What the?

And at this time, Qiu Wanxue discovered that Yang Yifan did not have the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on his body.

By the way, this guy really didn't seem to use any martial arts before.

She remembered that in the previous battle, Yang Yifan completely relied on the strength and speed of his physical body, and indeed did not use any martial arts.

She, a martial artist in the late stage of the Yellow Extreme Realm, was beaten so miserably by a person who didn't have the slightest spirit body?

Qiu Wanxue felt that this was too difficult to accept, and when she thought of the huge power like mountains and seas before, she wondered if Yang Yifan was the legendary person with innate divine power, otherwise, how could she have such violent power?

Swish.

Seeing Yang Yifan squatting down and stretching out his hand towards her, Qiu Wanxue's heart suddenly became nervous, and she sneered in her heart, is this moment finally coming?

She felt that she was wrong, that any man is the same, how could she be indifferent in the face of a woman who has no power to resist?