In the dust, smoke and cold air, as soon as Huo Jing rushed in, Xiao Jing spun his body violently, and flew to kick him in the chest, directly kicking him out.

"Poof!" Huo Jing, who flew back, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood halfway, and then fell heavily among the rocks ten zhang away, but he ignored his injuries and shouted to Bao Jun: "Hold him back!"

Only then did Bao Jun understand what Ye Qingcheng meant by stretching out five fingers just now. However, Xiao Jing also understood. He immediately turned his head to look east, and among the several craggy stones, Ye Qingcheng clenched his fists together, his eyes stared ahead, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and wisps of silver smoke rose from his body. At the same time, his appearance also underwent some changes, pieces of scaly-like crust condensed on his neck, two fangs gradually grew from his mouth, and the scaly skin also condensed on the fists that collided together, and sharp claw tips grew on the tips of his fingers.

Layers of transparent breath, like invisible waves, rippled around his body, as if he was immersed in a solemn liquid. This is the dissipation of power, and an inhuman and terrifying force is awakening in his body.

Xiao Jing frowned slightly, faintly sensing a danger. He was cautious by nature and would not allow any danger to come near him. Therefore, he jumped up without hesitation and rushed towards Ye Qingcheng.

However, at this moment, a sturdy figure took the lead in blocking in front of Ye Qingcheng, and then waved his fist that contained a thousand powers. Xiao Jing also swung his fist and slammed it out.

"Tom!!" When the two fists collided together, a layer of frost immediately condensed on Bao Jun's arm, and he was bombarded and flew into the air.

To Xiao Jing's surprise, Bao Jun's strength was stronger than he imagined, and he was so shocked that he slid on the ground, and he didn't stop until he was five zhang away.

"Four. Ye Qingcheng stared at the dangerous scene in front of him, and said silently in his heart.

"The grasshopper shakes the tree!" Xiao Jing said coldly, but he still had that habitual smile on his lips.

"Falling Phoenix Sword!" At this time, Huo Jing shouted, jumped suddenly, waved the flute sword in his hand again and again, and stabbed out a vortex of air in front of Xiao Jing, just like a blooming sword flower.

Xiao Jing bounced backwards again and again, dodging Huo Jing's attack lightly.

"Boom!" Xiao Jing's palm condensed a layer of ice, grabbed the tip of the flute sword that Huo Jing stabbed out, and then stiffly dragged the flute sword away from Huo Jing's palm. Then, Xiao Jing rotated the flute sword in his hand, held the handle of the flute, and directly raised his arm to stab Huo Jing's Tianling Gai.

At the moment of despair, Huo Jing hurriedly moved his head sideways, and the sharp flute sword stabbed directly from his shoulder.

"Ah!!" a roar of pain rang out, and blood immediately flew up from Huo Jing's shoulder. Xiao Jing glanced at him proudly, then spun around and kicked him in the chest, kicking him away again.

"Three. As soon as his eyes fell, they all fell in Ye Qingcheng's eyes, and he once again said silently in his heart.

This heavy blow caused Huo Jing, who had a huge difference in strength, to fall to the ground, moaning in pain, and it was difficult to get up no matter how hard he struggled.

After repelling Huo Jing, Xiao Jing looked up at Ye Qingcheng, who was still standing in the distance, as if he had driven away an annoying fly. Then he reached out and pulled out a sword with a three-foot-long scabbard at his waist.

As a result, the strange thing is that his sword does not have a sword body, only a dark blue spirit stone hilt.

I saw that he raised the hilt of his sword, aimed it at Ye Qingcheng, who was standing in the distance, and said solemnly: "Unsheathed!"

"Whew!"

Between the lightning and flint, a sharp crystal blue sword shadow condensed on the scabbard, and then the sword body extended nearly ten zhang away at a lightning speed, stabbing straight into Ye Qingcheng's chest.

However, Bao Jun's strong and stubborn figure once again blocked Ye Qingcheng's face, and he stretched out his palms with all his might, clamping the front end of the ice sword that extended and flew out, and said stubbornly: "Death can't let you get close to Brother Cheng!"

"II. Ye Qingcheng said silently again in his heart.

A flash of anger flashed in Xiao Jing's eyes, he suddenly twisted the hilt of the sword, and the nearly ten-zhang long Cold Ice Sword instantly turned half a circle, and Bao Jun's palm was immediately cut by the sharp blade. He released his palms in pain, blood pouring out of his hands.

Then, Xiao Jing's Ice Sword shrank backwards by a zhang length, and then extended and flew out again, stabbing straight at Ye Qingcheng's head behind Bao Jun.

However, what he never expected was that the little fat man with cut hands actually used the teeth in his mouth to bite the cold ice sword that was about to stab Ye Qingcheng.

Bao Jun's eyes were filled with the meaning of mad bull rage, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and his mouth whined. At this time, he was like a little bison who was provoked, he couldn't beat Xiao Jing, but he used everything he could.

The flames of anger instantly burned in Xiao Jing's heart, and killing intent finally appeared on his face.

"One. ”

I saw that the cold ice sword that was grabbed by Xiao Jing in his hand contracted rapidly, instantly pulling his figure in front of Bao Jun. He reached out ferociously, grabbed Bao Jun's forehead, and then pressed the hilt of the sword hard. Although the Cold Ice Sword was bitten in the mouth by the little fat man, his strength still couldn't be compared to Xiao Jing. The Ice Sword slashed slowly through Bao Jun's teeth, leaving a series of piercing grinding sounds, and the little fat man bit the Ice Sword without hesitation, and as long as he slackened slightly, the sword would completely shave off the head above the upper jaw.

"It's a bite for Lao Tzu!" Xiao Jing showed a hideous smile on his face, staring at Bao Jun fiercely. In his view, these three teenagers were like three lambs waiting to be slaughtered, but if they dared to resist, they would suffer the most miserable death.

"Ka, Ka......" The cold ice sword slashed between Bao Jun's teeth, and it had slowly cut to the corner of his mouth. Xiao Jing's face contorted with a sense of pleasure that was about to be tortured.

However, at this moment, a fierce wind burst out, blowing the surrounding rubble, dust and smoke ragingly and flying.

In the smoke and dust filled with "booming !!", behind Bao Jun, who was about to be cut off, a pair of flashing sharp silver dragon pupils appeared.

Ye Qingcheng exhaled a stream of blazing white smoke from his mouth, two sharp fangs grew, and he held his broken sword in his hand, and wisps of silver smoke rose from his body.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Jing's pupils contracted suddenly, and before he could react, Ye Qingcheng's figure had already appeared on the side of his body. On the ground, Ye Qingcheng stretched out a hideous claw and pressed it against Xiao Jing's face at an unbelievably fast speed.

"Bang !!!" A stream of energy compressed by force exploded in his palm in an instant, and Xiao Jing's entire face was submerged in a puff of white smoke. At the same time, an extremely powerful force shook Xiao Jing into the air.

Then, Ye Qingcheng raised his broken sword, aimed at Xiao Jing who was flying in mid-air, and shouted: "Tenth Style, Angry Flame Slash!"

"Bang!Bang!Bang!......" A sword slashed, because the power was too strong, the broken sword that slashed out vertically instantly struck a huge flame sword shadow in the air.

In a hurry, Xiao Jing immediately put his sword in front of his chest. As a result, the terrifying flame sword shadow slashed out one after another crimson sword shadows in the air, and at first glance, it seemed as if a huge flame sword was inserted in mid-air, and Xiao Jing retreated extremely quickly!