Everyone watched as Wen Qingye split the bodies of the two with a sword, and the bodies of the two fell heavily to the ground, motionless with frightened expressions.

They knew that the two had become meat foam.

Hiss--!

In heaven and earth, everyone gasped.

"One move directly killed two Nine Rank Golden Immortals, is this his strength?"

Qiu Ruoshui's eyes were shocked, and the depths of his soul were hit by this scene.

Chu Chun'er was frightened and muttered, "This Wu Qiren's amazing swordsmanship is too strong.....

Xiao Yu'er's mouth opened slightly, wanting to speak, but she didn't know what to say.

Even that Yanchang's face became pale, and his body staggered, almost falling.

A bunch of minced meat!

Rao is everyone present has killed a lot, but at this moment, seeing Yan Sha, who has turned into flesh foam and even has the same facial expression, Yan Mo and the two of them are terrified.

Some timid geniuses didn't even dare to look at Wen Qingye.

Wen Qingye indifferently inserted back a sword, looked at Yan Chang and said, "The Holy Son must not be humiliated!"

The Son shall not be dishonored!

Yan Chang swallowed his saliva and said to himself: "The Holy Son must not be humiliated, and the Holy Son must not be insulted........"

"Hahaha, these two corpses are good, it's a waste for you to bury them, I want them"

Just when everyone was in shock, a black shadow rushed out with a strange laughter, and swept away the corpses of Yan Sha and Yan Mo.

Shout!

In the blink of an eye, the bodies of the two and the black shadow disappeared.

"Who is this man?"

Wen Qingye was also shocked, looking at the direction where the black shadow disappeared in the distance, the speed of the black shadow was too fast, even Wen Qingye didn't notice it, he kidnapped Yan Mo and Yan Xu's bodies.

Who is that dark shadow?

Not only Wen Qingye, but all the masters present had this question in their hearts.

Wen Qingye didn't have time to think about these things, he forcibly suppressed the injuries in his body, glanced at Yan Chang coldly, turned his body, and walked towards the distance without hurrying.

One-step!

Two steps!

Leaving the Flying Fish Tower, Wen Qingye breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he was seriously injured at this moment, if Yan Chang forcibly kept him, he would definitely die.

Wen Qingye hurriedly rushed towards the place where he lived, and the third watch, who had made an appointment with the ancestor of the Bai family at this moment, still had some time, so he would go back to heal from his injuries first.

Yan Chang saw Wen Qingye's cold eyes, his heart was cold, and his brain was in chaos.

I don't know how long it took for Yan Chang to come back to his senses, and suddenly said in his heart: "This Wu Qiren has been seriously injured, I missed the great opportunity to kill him."

At this time, he came to his senses, Wen Qingye fought fiercely at night, at this moment, I was afraid that the oil was running out, and at the end of the strong crossbow, he could completely kill him, but due to his might, he actually let him go.

But how could Yan Chang regret it, Wen Qingye still left.

"Prince Yanchang, there are still some things to deal with in my door, so I will leave first."

"Thank you for the hospitality of Prince Yanchang, there is also an urgent matter in my clan, so I won't stay longer"

............

Everyone looked at Yan Chang with a cold face, knowing that tonight's banquet would not be held, so they got up and said goodbye.

Xiao Yu'er, who had originally made an appointment with Yan Chang to admire the moon, also left with Chu Chun'er and Qiu Ruoshui, which made Yan Chang extremely annoyed.

"I and this Wu Qiren will never die!"

Yan Chang looked at the empty and messy Flying Fish Tower, and roared angrily: "Yan Gui, take me to my eldest brother now, even if I don't want the position of the patriarch of the Yan Vein, I will kill him, he will not die, I am uneasy"

At this moment, Yan Chang's inner murderous intent was almost rich to a substance.

...........

Wen Qingye returned to his residence, Jiang Yang and Han Mei had been waiting at the door of Wen Qingye's room, and when they saw Wen Qingye's pale face and vague steps, their hearts were shaken.

Jiang Yang stammered, "Holy ...... Holy Son, are you alright?"

If it weren't for Wen Qingye, it would be a matter of saying that dozens of of their disciples from the Fire Sword Sect would have come back safe and sound, and before that, how could they look down on this so-called Holy Son, and they didn't even tell him the news of participating in the Flying Fish Tower.

Thinking of this, both of them were ashamed.

"I'm fine"

Wen Qingye waved his hand and asked, "How is Zhang Tingfeng's corpse handled?"

Jiang Yang's expression darkened when he heard Wen Qingye's words, and he said with a little sadness: "We have already dealt with it with Dingyan Pill, we will definitely bring Senior Brother Zhang's body back to the Fire Separation Sword Sect intact."

"I see"

Wen Qingye waved his hand and said, "It's getting late, you go back and rest, tomorrow will be the day of great joy in the Yan Vein, all of you must not be absent."

Han Mei pointed to the chilling knife mark on Wen Qingye's back and said, "But Holy Son, your injuries are .........."

"I'm fine, you guys go back and rest"

After Wen Qingye finished speaking, he walked directly into his house.

The two girls looked at the direction in which Wen Qingye disappeared and were speechless for a long time.

Jiang Yang sighed and said slowly: "His injuries are not simple"

Han Mei nodded heavily and said, "Yes, it seems that he must have suffered an unexpected ordeal if he was able to come back."

He didn't say anything to the two, but it added to their anxiety and trepidation.

After speaking, the two glanced at each other, and were silent for a long time.

............

Wen Qingye returned to his room, took out a few high-grade immortal healing pills that he had refined, and swallowed them.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was the third watch, and the night was sultry, but it was even quieter.

Wen Qingye's external injuries are basically healed, but the internal injuries are still full of gloom.

"Holy Son, the appointed time has come, let's go."

At this moment, a pleasant voice came from outside the door.

Wen Qingye changed his clothes and pushed the door out directly, Bai Ruxuan was dressed in white, delicate and moving, and the moonlight fell on him, like a dream, making people's minds difficult to control.

Bai Ruxuan saw that Wen Qingye's expression was as undoubted as normal, and there was no trace of serious injuries at all, so he couldn't help but say curiously: "The Holy Son's injuries are getting better very quickly."

Bai Ruxuan's younger brother Bai Yiyang also participated in the banquet of the Flying Fish Tower, and naturally told Bai Ruxuan everything that happened in the Flying Fish Tower.

So Bai Ruxuan also knew that Wen Qingye was seriously injured, but now it seems that he is not injured, which is really surprising.

"Just a few minor injuries"

Wen Qingye smiled indifferently, even if he was on the verge of death, the news of serious injuries could not be spread, this was the basic criterion for being able to survive in this cruel fairy world.

After all, no one knows if your friends will become your enemies the next moment because of interests.

Suddenly, Wen Qingye smiled, a great sense of crisis lingered in his heart, he couldn't help but raise his head to look, this look, his heart trembled.

(End of chapter)