Chapter 680: Mu Feng dies

After dealing with Mu Feng's servants, Yang Qiushi breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Qiushi was not lightly injured, and Mu Feng's servant's sword slashed into his bones and got stuck. If its strength is one more point, Yang Qiushi's arm will be cut off alive.

Seeing Yang Qiushi kill Mu Feng's servant, Li Shihui pulled Li Shiya, who was very nervous, trotted to his side and said with concern, "...... Xianggong, are you alright?"

Shaking his head, Yang Qiushi endured his headache and pulled out the long sword stuck in his arm, then held the long sword in his hand and said to the two sisters, Li Shihui and Li Shiya, "You stay here, I'll help the bad woman." ”

"Wait," Li Shihui hurriedly said, "Xianggong, Shihui will help you bandage the wound first." ”

As she spoke, Li Shihui endured the tragic state of Mu Feng's servant's brain, tore off a piece of cloth from his body, and helped Yang Qiushi carefully bandage the wound that was still bleeding.

Looking at Li Shihui, who was carefully bandaging her wounds, and at Li Shiya, who was petite but also very nervous looking at him, Yang Qiushi's eyes couldn't help but swell with a little pity.

However, another familiar figure came to his mind.

"Xin'er......" Yang Qiushi unconsciously whispered Su Xin's name.

"Xianggong, what are you talking about?" Raising her head, Li Shihui looked at Yang Qiushi and asked softly.

Shaking his head, Yang Qiushi glanced at the wound that Li Shihui had bandaged him, and said, "It's okay! Shihui, thank you." ”

A little embarrassed and smiling, Li Shihui whispered, "You're polite." ”

"You two are hiding here, and when you get rid of the other one, you're coming out. Yang Qiushi commanded.

"Hmm," Li Shihui took her sister's hand and nodded, "Okay." ”

Nodding, Yang Qiushi took the long sword of Mu Feng's servant and walked towards the cave.

On the other side, Mu Feng carried his slender long sword into the cave.

Although it was still early at this time, because the light in the cave was very dim, Mu Feng could not see it very clearly.

The cave is not very large, but the structure is unique.

In the middle of the cave are other small caves, each about the size of an ordinary house.

In fact, one of the caves inside is where Ling Piaopiao lives, and the outside is where Yang Qiushi, Li Shihui and Li Shiya live.

After walking into the cave, Mu Feng also discovered the difference in this cave.

Frowning, Mu Feng said in a low voice, "Strange, this cave seems to have been inhabited." ”

Holding the sword in his hand, Mu Feng walked towards the cave inside.

Outside, Yang Qiushi was walking towards the entrance of the cave with his sword, when he suddenly heard a loud noise, and the entire cave collapsed instantly, and even the entire cliff collapsed.

Yang Qiushi was startled, and then hurriedly shouted nervously, "Bad woman, bad woman......! Come out of here!"

Li Shihui and Li Shiya, who came to hear the sound, were also stunned by the scene in front of them.

The entire cliff collapsed, drowning the cave below.

"Phase...... Xianggong ......," Li Shihui hurriedly trotted to Yang Qiushi's side and said, "This is ...... This...... Master, she ......"

"Draw the sword!" Yang Qiushi's long sword swept away, and a fierce sword aura struck directly into the shattered stone.

The sword qi swept up the pieces of rubble and scattered them in all directions, but under the piles of rocks, there was no fluttering figure except for stones and stones.

"Bad...... Bad woman, you're so bad, you won't die so easily. Yang Qiushi sat on the ground in despair, and muttered with a dead face, "Good people don't live long, bad people live for thousands of years, you are so bad woman, how can you die like this......"

"Listening to you, why am I so awkward?" A familiar voice sounded behind Yang Qiushi, "What does it mean that good people don't live long, and bad people live for a thousand years." According to what you mean, the two good sisters, Shihui and Shiya, won't live long?"

Hearing this voice, Yang Qiushi hurriedly looked back, and Ling Piaopiao happened to look at him with a smile.

"Ah...... Master. Li Shihui saw Ling Piaopiao, who was standing behind them looking at Yang Qiushi with a smile, and said in surprise: "It's great that you're still alive." ”

"Bad...... Bad woman, it's really you!" Yang Qiushi hurriedly got up and said, "You...... You're not dead?"

Nodding, Ling Piaopiao smiled and said, "You stupid boy, how could I die." ”

"Great...... Great!" Yang Qiushi excitedly picked up Ling Piaopiao and spun around, "I...... I thought you were crushed inside. ”

Ling Piaopiao, who was suddenly picked up by Yang Qiushi, was suddenly shocked in her heart, and her face was unnaturally red.

"Ahem...... You bastard, why don't you let me go quickly!" said Ling Piaopiao angrily.

Hearing this, Yang Qiushi coincidentally looked down.

This is a terrible look, because Ling Piaopiao has injuries on her body, so her clothes are a little loose. And Yang Qiushi hugged Ling Piaopiao again, so when he lowered his head, he happened to see the white flowers on his chest in Ling Piaopiao's clothes.

There is a saying that goes like this: the most is the gentleness of the bowed head, just like the shyness of the water lotus.

And Yang Qiushi's feeling at this moment is: the most is the gentleness of the bowed head, and the skin in his eyes is like a white snow peak like a steamed bun.

Yang Qiushi hurriedly let go of the hand holding Ling Piaopiao, bowed his head with a deterrent expression and said, "Yes...... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I was just too excited. ”

Ling Piaopiao glanced at Yang Qiushi with a blushing face, then straightened up his clothes and pretended to be calm, "You're worried about me?"

Looking at Ling Piaopiao, Yang Qiushi hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "I always thought you were a bad woman before, but you helped me so much and saved my life." The cave just collapsed, and I thought it was ......"

Hearing this, Ling Piaopiao's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of strangeness.

Seeing that Li Shihui and Li Shiya were looking at her, Ling Piaopiao's expression was straightened, and she looked at the pile of rocks and said, "After you left, I laid out many formations in the cave and then went to the other side of the cliff to hide. After the man entered, I activated the formation, causing the entire cliff to collapse. ”

"Is that bad guy dead?" asked fourteen or fifteen-year-old Li Shiya in a low voice.

Nodding, Ling Piaopiao said, "I investigated just now, and there is no longer his breath." A mountain collapses, if it is a martial king, there is still a chance to survive. But if it's a martial sect, it's definitely going to die!"

Mu Feng, he is indeed dead!

Perhaps Mu Feng never thought that the two people who had slipped through the net would let him bury his life.

The so-called good and evil are rewarded, perhaps this is the principle!

"Bad...... Bad woman" After what happened just now, Yang Qiushi was a little embarrassed and said, "What should we do next?"

Glancing at Yang Qiushi's injured arm, Ling Piaopiao groaned and said, "Now that the cave is destroyed, I can't stay here." Didn't you always want to get out of here, then change places!"

"But you are still wounded, and you can't go far. "Yang Qiushi said, "It's better to find a place around here to recuperate for a while, okay?" Looking at Ling Piaopiao, Yang Qiushi said.

Smiling and looking at Yang Qiushi's still slightly immature face, Ling Piaopiao gently touched the green silk in his ear and said, "Since that's the case, then listen to you!"

In this way, Ling Piaopiao left here with Yang Qiushi, who was supported by the two sisters.

And here, only a pile of rubble is left to tell the death of a person.

Zhenbei City.

Since Du Hu told him the news of Yang Er's death, Yan Yin was sad for a while.

In addition to practicing with Xia Hanqing every day, he began to prepare for the impact on the realm of martial saints.

Impacting the Martial Saint Realm and impacting the Martial King are the same and different, and the same is to purify the essence and blood in the body.

The impact of the Martial King is to condense the qi and blood of the whole body into a drop of the essence blood of the Martial King, while the impact of the Martial Saint is to purify the essence blood of the Martial King that has been condensed in the whole body with higher intensity, so that it can achieve a qualitative change.

The difference is that when entering the realm of the Martial Saint, all the purified essence blood of the Martial King in the whole body must be dispersed to become the most primitive qi and blood.

At this time, the qi and blood can already be called holy blood.

The strength of a martial saint lies in the fact that its physical strength and strength are strong and long-lasting, and what supports a martial saint to burst out of powerful power is the holy blood in the body.

Therefore, although the number of martial saints is scarce, each one is very powerful.

The number of martial artists in the world is far greater than that of cultivators, and the number of spirit saints is far more than that of martial saints.

On this day, Yan Yin had just been discussing with the big head and the old man.

With his strong qi and strong strength, as well as his self-created Zhige Fist, Yan Yin defeated the two martial kings of Datou and Lao Qi in one battle and two battles.

After being blown away by Yan Yin's fist again, the big head waved his hand and said, "Commander, your Zhige Fist is more ruthless than one move, and the strength is greater than one punch, with your strong blood and strong strength, me and Lao Yi are not your opponents at all." ”

"Yes," the old man on the side said, "Although we are all martial kings, the gap between us and you, the martial king, is too big." In my opinion, neither the bloody general nor the ordained general are necessarily your opponents. ”

Putting away her fist moves, Yan Yin smiled and said, "How can it be so exaggerated, I have only recently entered the realm of the Martial King, and I am not so flexible in the use of power." Besides, we're just fighting, and if we really fight, it's probably a little choking for the two of you to join forces with me. General Xueli is a half-saint, and Uncle Conferring is also very powerful, although I have a lot of martial king essence and blood in my body, but if I really fight, the outcome is unpredictable. ”

"That's just as well. "Big Head Dao" General Xueli is the number one master in the Yan family's army, and his strength catches up with the general. In addition, he is also a demi-saint, and with the strength to lead you who have just entered the realm of the Martial King for less than a year, he is indeed at a disadvantage. However, as long as it takes another year or two, after the commander understands and masters the power in your body, I think even if you are a bloody general, it is not impossible to defeat. ”

Yan Yin was about to answer, when she suddenly looked at the north of the General's Mansion with a moved heart.

With a tap of her toes, Yan Yin flew into the air.

Through the air, Yan Yin saw a blue shadow flying rapidly from the north towards the General's Mansion.

"Miss Bingya, why are you here?" Yan Yin asked out loud as the blue shadow approached the General's Mansion.

The person who came was Bingya.

Bingya's expression was a little nervous and flustered, and from the way she flew quickly, there seemed to be something.

"Dingbei Hou, it's great that you're here. Seeing Yan Yin, Bing Ya hurriedly flew forward and said, "Bing Ya is here to invite Hou Ye to go to the Hanluo Gate, something happened when our sect master was cultivating, and now only Hou Ye can help her." ”

Yan Yin was taken aback, "Something happened to the master of the Hanrui Sect?" Okay, without further ado, I'll tell them to go with you immediately." ”

Nodding, Bing Ya said, "I'll talk to you in detail on the way." ”

After returning to the ground and talking to the big head, Yan Yin immediately flew towards the Hanluo Gate with Bingya.