"Hey, the boy surnamed Chu disappeared, but he didn't expect to let him slip away without paying attention. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Zuo Qiu each threw out a palm on the left and right to repel Meng Qihan and Yu Wenyuan. After standing still, his eyes swept in the cave and found that Chu Yunfan had disappeared.

"Didn't you just say that we couldn't hold you back, but it was just a futile effort, but what about the result? Although Meng Qihan was a little panting, his face was full of smiles. After Chu Yunfan successfully escaped, his mood was very relaxed at this time.

"After Senior Brother Chu escapes, even if something happens to us, someone in the sect will know about it, and someone will avenge us, and I feel a lot better when I think about it. Yu Wenyuan also smiled easily, and his mood was not as heavy as before. In fact, he is an optimistic person, and even at this time he can be so happy in suffering.

"You really think that kid can escape smoothly, if I don't have other arrangements, will I not keep an eye on him?" Zuo Qiu said coldly, he was just deliberately teasing Meng Qihan and Yu Wenyuan just now, he liked to watch other people's expressions from hope to despair the most.

"Hmph, no matter what you do, I believe Uncle Xiao will definitely be able to escape. Meng Qihan said in a deep voice, he couldn't do anything at this time, everything could only rely on Chu Yunfan himself.

"If you think that he can break through the resistance of a martial artist who has returned to the peak of the void, then it can only be regarded as his fate. Zuo Qiu said lightly, looking at the chest.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's see the real chapter under your hands. The long sword in Yu Wenyuan's hand shook slightly, pulled out the endless sword flower, and attacked Zuo Qiu. Suddenly, the sword light flickered, the cold light was dazzling, and it was terrifying to look at.

Zuo Qiu's expression became solemn, after the fight just now, he knew that Yu Wenyuan and Meng Qihan were not ordinary early stage martial artists. If they fight alone, I'm afraid that the average mid-stage feather martial artist is really not necessarily their opponent, especially Meng Qihan, whose strength has reached the edge of the late feathering stage, so he has to face the two of them.

It was precisely because he had to deal with Meng Qihan and the two with all his strength that he let Chu Yunfan slip away just now, but he was glad that he had left a back hand outside.

Zuo Qiu's right hand shook the wide sleeved robe, rolled up the monstrous gray light, and swept towards the shrouded Dao Dao cold light.

The cold light shot into the monstrous gray light, and stabbed out the Dao hole in the gray light. However, Yu Wenyuan was not happy at all, and just as he was about to continue the attack, a thin palm stretched out from the gray light, passed through the endless sword light, and imprinted on Yu Wenyuan's chest.

"Poof. Yu Wenyuan was shocked and flew out, and his body spilled out a mouthful of blood in midair. When he landed and stood firm, the clothes on his chest had been shattered, and the skin on his chest had a clearly visible gray palm print. This palm print was like a living thing, slowly squirming in Wen Yuan's chest.

"Senior Brother Yu, are you okay?" Meng Qihan hurriedly leaned towards Yu Wenyuan to prevent Zuo Qiu from striking again.

"Don't worry, you can't die yet. Yu Wenyuan shook his head slightly, but his heart was extremely heavy, he could feel that the gray palm print was like a living thing, and it was about to penetrate into his body.

"It seems that I still underestimate you, but I didn't expect you, a small early feather martial artist, to be able to hurt me. Zuo Qiu's eyes were cloudy, and he spoke coldly.

Meng Qihan looked at it, the sleeve of Zuo Qiu's right arm had been shattered inch by inch, and there were slender wounds on that thin arm, and there were traces of blood oozing out of the wounds.

"Looks like you didn't take advantage of much. Meng Qi said coldly.

"Yes. Zuo Qiu didn't explain much, just smiled weirdly.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, let's shoot together. Yu Wenyuan's brows furrowed, he didn't know what the gray palm print on his chest was, no matter what he did, he couldn't stop it from seeping into his body. He didn't know what would happen when the palm print seeped into his body, so he didn't want to delay any longer, he just wanted to fight quickly to prevent a change.

"Senior Brother Yu, you cover me, I have a way to deal with him. Meng Qihan stepped forward lightly with his right foot, a seemingly ordinary step, but it was like a heavy hammer hammering on Zuo Qiu's heart, he felt extremely uncomfortable, and his whole heart seemed to be suppressed by something.

Just as Zuo Qiu frowned, Meng Qihan stepped out again, and this time even the earth trembled slightly. An invisible aura spread, and everyone could clearly feel that the atmosphere had become a little oppressive.

Zuo Qiu's heart suddenly gave birth to an extremely strong sense of crisis, since he advanced to the late stage of feathering, he had not encountered this situation for a long time. This was a kind of instinctive sense of danger for the warrior, and he could feel that this crisis was coming to the young man in front of him.

Zuo Qiu no longer hesitated, made a decisive move, and his body disappeared in place. The next moment, he appeared in front of Meng Qihan, and slapped out a palm, wanting to stop the third step that Meng Qihan was about to take.

However, it was too late for all this, and Meng Qihan's third step was still stepped out. Just as Meng Qihan took the third step, Zuo Qiu, who was in mid-air, felt his heart shrink suddenly, missing half a beat. The whole body froze slightly in mid-air, and then continued to shoot towards Meng Qihan.

That is, at the moment when Zuo Qiu was slightly stagnant, Yu Wenyuan had already caught up, and the long sword stabbed out and stopped in front of Zuo Qiu.

Zuo Qiu only felt a cold flash in front of him, a sword light flashed, and his ears were full of the soft groan of the long sword. He was slightly startled in his heart, and his right palm hurriedly changed his move, slapping the cold light that the thorn was coming.

Although Zuo Qiu slapped his palm on the long sword stabbed by Wen Yuan, he changed his move in a hurry, which was originally a move with ten successful powers, but at this time, the power was greatly reduced, and only six or seven percent of the power was left. Therefore, he didn't get much bargain in Wen Yuan's hands, and the two of them retreated back separately with the power of the shock.

Zuo Qiu missed the blow and knew that there was no chance to directly attack Meng Qihan again, especially when he saw that the dozen or so gray-clothed people he brought were all killed by the City Lord's Mansion guards and other disciples of the Zixiao Sect, and the rest of the people on the other side also rushed towards Meng Qihan.

Although there were less than thirty of them left after killing a dozen of their subordinates, if they wanted to make a move against Meng Qihan, they had to kill them all first. And I'm afraid that before I kill them all, Meng Qihan's move will be ready.

Meng Qihan looked at the people who came closer, and his heart was relieved, to be honest, he had no time to be distracted at this time, so even if he went all out, he might not be able to complete this move, not to mention that someone interfered with him.

Just as his mind was turning, Meng Qihan took another difficult step, which was the fourth step he had taken. At this time, his face was already covered with sweat, and his breathing became heavy, and if he took four steps before advancing, it was already the ultimate he could achieve. But now, no matter what, he must continue to persevere, and he must go up if he can't, and he must step out of the fifth step of the nine steps against the dragon.

As Meng Qihan took the fourth step, the earth shook more and more, and sand and stones began to fall from the roof of the cave. But these are not Zuo Qiu's concerns, after Meng Qihan took the fourth step, he felt his heart shrink suddenly, very depressed, as if he had an invisible palm holding his heart firmly in his hand, and his life was like being in the hands of others at any time.

Zuo Qiu's face was very gloomy, he thought it was a trivial matter, but at this time, it made him feel extremely tricky, and he kept searching in his mind, trying to see the martial arts used by Meng Qihan.

"It's hard to ...... Could it be that you are going against the dragon in nine steps?!" Zuo Qiu exclaimed, his face was extremely pale, and there was even a hint of horror.

"Even if you have a little knowledge, this is indeed a nine-step reverse dragon. Nine steps against the dragon, one step at a time, today is either you die or I die!" Meng Qihan's face was a little pale, and the clothes on his body were all soaked with sweat and clinging tightly to his body.

Suddenly, his eyes widened suddenly, his teeth clenched, and his right foot, which was raised in mid-air, stepped down directly. A violent spiritual power burst out from under his feet and soared into the sky. Then his whole body ignited with a thousand spiritual flames, and the fierce aura spread like a storm, and the people around him couldn't help but retreat one after another, far away.

"Die! Burning the sky!" Meng Qihan jumped up, wrapped in fiery red flames, his breath was very domineering, and he was just to the sun, as if the fire god who burned everything in the world came to the world and killed Zuo Qiu.