After a while, the woman pretended to look at Wen Qingye calmly, and asked in a condensed voice, "What's your name?"

Wen Qingye looked indifferently at the people of the Tang Kingdom in front of him, raised his head and said, "Wen Qingye"

Wen Qingye?

Everyone in the Tang Kingdom glanced at each other, but they had never heard of this name.

The woman looked at Wen Qingye's calm eyes, and she already had a retreat in her heart, but the cruel words had already been released, and there were people from the Tang Kingdom behind her, if she left at this moment, wouldn't it be a desert and run away, so many faceless.

Thinking of this, the woman gritted her teeth and looked at Wen Qingye with her eyes, "Your strength is very strong, but the people of my Tang Kingdom are not afraid of you."

After the woman finished speaking, the index finger and middle finger of her right hand pinched, and a golden light appeared between the two fingers, shining brightly.

"Wow"

A golden air current, about five zhang long, burst out from between the woman's fingers, hitting Wen Qingye, and in the moonlight, it looked extremely dazzling.

The fallen leaves in the ground were lifted more than two feet high, and the sky seemed to be raining leaves.

"Sword pointing?" Wen Qingye smiled slightly, without the slightest flustery.

I saw Wen Qingye's wrist move, and the sword in his hand seemed to be swallowing several sword lights, directly meeting the golden air flow.

"Bang bang bang!"

The golden air flow directly turned into vitality and dissipated in the air, and the fallen leaves in the sky were also shattered by the explosion after the vitality collided with each other.

Wen Qingye also had a shock to his wrist, so he was able to quickly kill that man, first, that person's carelessness, second, relying on the power of the blade in his hand, and third, relying on the power of the Four Elephant Sword Technique.

At this moment, the two of them fought against each other, and Wen Qingye had no fancy moves, and immediately felt that it was not easy.

The woman was very surprised in her heart, she naturally saw that Wen Qingye's swordsmanship was magical, but now Wen Qingye did not use swordsmanship, but just relying on her vitality, it was enough to prove that Wen Qingye's vitality was not weaker than herself.

Why on earth is this? Isn't he just refining the cultivation of the Four Heavens of God?

The woman hadn't come to her senses yet, Wen Qingye had already attacked her, and the sword in her hand went straight to her throat, the woman didn't expect Wen Qingye to be so unsympathetic, this was already ruthless.

The woman's footsteps retreated slightly, the fingers of her left and right hands crossed, and two golden sword fingers rushed out from between the fingers, and the power was twice as powerful as the one sword finger just now?

I have to say that this woman is still very talented, and with this hand, Wen Qingye believes that the martial artists of the Sixfold Heaven who refine the gods are not her opponents.

Although Wen Qingye's cultivation is only the pinnacle of the Refining God Quadruple Heaven, and there seems to be a gap between these two realms with the woman, but Wen Qingye has been squeezed by the Ten Heavens of Qi Cultivation and the Ten Heavens of Refining Yuan, and at this moment, his cultivation is not weaker than that of ordinary martial artists of the Sixfold Heaven of God Refining.

Wen Qingye put the sword on his waist, and the silver-white light on the sword was reflected in the moonlight above the sky, which was even more beautiful and moving.

"Silver Moon is Immortal!"

Wen Qingye took a sword step by step, as if walking lightly in the moonlight.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Wen Qingye's sword met the two golden sword fingers, and the two swords directly dispersed the golden air flow, and the violent shock was transmitted to Wen Qingye's arm, and he himself was exhausted at this time.

Wen Qingye's hands tightened, and he took a big breath, even though his body was a little numb at the moment, he still had to continue to swing the sword.

As soon as the sword came out, the unrivaled momentum tore towards the woman.

The woman's footsteps retreated, she didn't expect Wen Qingye to be so fierce, but it was too late at this moment.

"Don't kill ....." The woman's face was frightened, her mouth just opened, and before she finished speaking, the light in her eyes had disappeared.

The woman's body fell to the ground with a thud.

"Whew"

Under the moonlit night, only the sound of Wen Qingye gasping for breath remained.

"Run!"

"Run!"

Everyone in Tang Kingdom glanced at each other, and their bodies hurriedly ran into the distance.

"Whoosh!"

Wen Qingye watched the people in the distance gradually disappear, and slowly walked to Wang Chong and Wang Jie's side.

At this time, Wang Chong still gave Wang Jie another dose of anger, Wang Chong's face became more and more pale, but Wang Jie's breath was still unstable.

"Wow!"

I don't know how long it took, Wang Jie spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Wang Chong hurriedly got up, "Brother, how are you, brother, are you okay?"

Wang Jie's body was shaky, and his eyes no longer had much divine light.

Wen Qingye's eyes narrowed, a divine light flashed, his eyes directly saw through Wang Jie's body, Wang Jie's internal organs had been shattered, if it weren't for Wang Chong to give Wang Jie his vitality, Wang Jie would have died at this moment.

Wang Jie shook his head, and said in a casual voice: "I'm afraid I can't do it..."

Wang Chong was in a hurry, tears flowed out, "No, it won't"

Wang Jieqiang laughed and looked at Wen Qingye standing under the moonlight, "Your talent is the highest I've seen so far."

Wen Qingye was silent and did not speak.

"This Qianchuan secret place is full of dangers, you have to be careful, life is the most important thing," Wang Jie sighed softly.

Wen Qingye nodded, Wen Qingye had never said much.

At the beginning, the grievances between several people were not big, and all the causes were because of Wang Chong's arrogance.

And this time, the arrogant Wang Chong can be regarded as suffering, all because he disregarded his own strength and wanted to compete for the sigil, which led to the tragic death of his brother in the hands of the people of the Tang Kingdom.

Wang Chong looked at the divine light on Wang Jie's face, not only did he start to cry, if he could, he hoped that it was himself who died.

"What are you crying about, it's useless," Wang Jie said softly.

Wen Qingye and Wang Chong both knew that at this moment, Wang Jie was returning to the light, he was not far from death, Wen Qingye had nothing in his hands, and he couldn't save it even if he wanted to.

Wang Jie looked at the moon above his head and whispered softly: "Xiao Chong, you have to live, live......."

After Wang Jie finished speaking, his eyes closed gently.

"Brother!"

Wang Chong couldn't help but cry, he had always grown under Wang Jie's wings, but at this moment, Wang Jie died.

Wen Qingye shook his head and sighed lightly, "Wang Jie's words are good, there is still hope if you are alive"

I don't know how long it has been, Wang Chong seems to be tired of crying.

"Thank you, Wen Qingye," Wang Chong said with his head lowered and looked at Wang Jie's corpse on the ground with lost eyes.

"No," Wen Qingye shook his head, "What are you going to do next?"

The reason why Wen Qingye made a move, one was for the love of Qishan Academy, and the other was the bullying of the people of the Tang Kingdom, and the grievances of the past, Wen Qingye didn't want to think about him anymore.

Wang Chong's eyes suddenly became firm, "I'll stay here, waiting for the opening of the Qianchuan Secret Land, I must go back with my brother's ashes."

Wen Qingye nodded and stopped talking.

Looking at Wang Jie's corpse, as well as Wang Chong, as if their fate had been sealed, their results had already been fixed.

I don't know why, Wen Qingye's heart was excited, and he raised his head to look at the cold Yuehua.

The words rang in my head.

"We are all just fish in the river of fate, but we are stronger and can jump up and look up at the road ahead, but when we jump up, we find that we are always fish, and we always have to swim according to the river of fate, in this river of fate, as if all people are this road, that will be the end of everyone"

I don't know why these words always linger in Wen Qingye's ears, he is very familiar, it feels like he said it himself, but he can't remember it clearly.

"Fate?" Wen Qingye suddenly smiled, "My fate is up to me! The fish will turn into a dragon one day!"

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