Song Qingxuan said softly, but before the words came to the word "I", he only felt a wave of fire behind him, Song Qingxuan felt a wave of anger in his heart, he couldn't eat anything that came to his mouth, this feeling would not be good for anyone, but at this moment Song Qingxuan felt the heat wave behind him, and knew that he couldn't help but hide, and the claw he grabbed for a while could only be forced to stop, the fingertip soul silk pulled, and the body sank, and the puppet reflexively came to block.

The sword swung out by [Allure] was blocked by the wind blade in the hand of the puppet behind Song Qingxuan, at this moment the fire did not use the wind, but there was a danger of being blown away, but it was scattered, and the sword that [Allure] swung out before was just to block Song Qingxuan's figure, and the goal was achieved as a success.

At this moment, the flame short sword in the hand of [Allure] finally dispersed, and Song Qingxuan also turned to look at Yan Wuxin.

The two looked at each other, looking at the six soul threads on Yan Wuxin's fingertips, Song Qingxuan pursed his lips contemptuously, and said loudly: "I didn't expect you to have two more moments, but do you think that with your three-legged cat technique, you can stop me? Do you know who I am? If you leave now, I can treat the previous things as if they never happened!"

Listening to Song Qingxuan's disdain for himself and his magnanimous words, Yan Wuxin shrugged his shoulders undeniably, if someone else heard Song Qingxuan's words, maybe they would hesitate, but since Yan Wuxin had already made up his mind before, then Yan Wuxin would naturally not give up halfway for this matter that he had already made up his mind. Therefore, at this moment, Yan Wuxin was also happy to listen to Song Qingxuan's boasting, and slowly recovered his soul power.

Looking at Yan Wuxin's indifferent appearance, a trace of coldness flashed in Song Qingxuan's eyes, he naturally couldn't kill Liu Yiyi, although the relationship between the two families was not good, but he knew the power represented by the other party. But for the young man who was standing in front of him, he didn't have this worry, and the coldness in his eyes was even worse at the moment, and the murderous intent flashed, and he said out loud: "I'm still thinking about how to find you in the future, now that you take the initiative to send it to the door, it's okay, it saves me a lot of effort." ”

The words fell, the [Qingfeng] claw behind Song Qingxuan slowly clenched, and the breath in the claw flowed, a wind blade slowly appeared in his hand, the claw slowly lifted, and the wind blade left a trace on the ground, as if he saw this scene, the jasper lizard king behind Song Qingxuan also couldn't help but move his body, like a stone slowly rolling, but because of the silver needle on the claw, this stone could not roll away. It's just that I don't know what I felt, the color of the jasper lizard king's body has changed again, and the earth-colored stone seems to be slowly growing grass, slowly turning green, and its body can't help but twist, but because of the silver needle, the jasper lizard king still hasn't been able to leave this place, and he also found that it is just futile to do so, so he also gave up twisting, and then raised his head, looked at Liu Yiyi, and a bright light flashed in his eyes, but this scene was not noticed by several people.

Hearing Song Qingxuan's words, Yan Wuxin's face still did not change much, let alone panic, for him, he had heard the greater threat, so naturally he would not be frightened by Song Qingxuan's still somewhat immature threat, besides, no matter what, [Allure] was still by his side.

The two looked at each other again, and this time, a murderous intent appeared in Song Qingxuan's eyes, and then he tapped his toes, and the [Qingfeng] behind him went away with Yan Wuxin.

Looking at the traces left by the wind blade in the hand of [Qingfeng] on the ground, Yan Wuxin can naturally imagine its sharpness, but for him, the advantage occupied by the wind blade is that the fire can use the wind, but the wind can also use the fire, but who uses who sees the soul power in the body of the two, whether it is wind or fire, it is naturally generated by the soul array, and the source of the soul array is naturally the soul power in the soul master's body, so this time, the fight between the wind blade and the fire sword in the hands of the two puppets is the soul power in the body of the two.

[Qingfeng] started his hand, and the wind blade was also drawn together, the wind blade slashed, and the weeds on the side directly stopped the waist and broke off, and the wind blade held in the hand like an eagle's claw waved towards Yan Wuxin.

The wind was invisible, and the wind blade was like a fish in water in the air, getting faster and faster, but in the blink of an eye, it came to Yan Wuxin's body.

At this moment, the [Allure] that was blocking in front of Yan Wuxin's body slowly raised his hand as the soul silk of Yan Wuxin's fingertips slowly raised his hand, and a short sword in his hand slowly appeared, and Qingjia held the short sword to face the wind blade.

The two collide.

Yan Wuxin only felt a force coming from [Allure] arm, and Yan Wuxin also took a few steps back with [Allure], and the flame short sword in [Allure] became a little dim, and the strength of the soul power in the two of them could be seen in the first fight.

Feeling the power coming from the hand of [Allure], Yan Wu knew that the soul power in his body should not be much different from the other party, but the reason why he was slightly inferior before should be the reason why there was no cyclone in his sea of qi.

The cyclone is the foundation of the soul master's cultivation, but because of Yan Wuxin's cultivation of the Thousand Souls, the cyclone in his body has already dispersed, so at this moment, there is only soul power in Yan Wuxin's body, but there is no cyclone. It's just that for the soul master, the role of the cyclone is to condense the soul power, just like a whirlpool in the water, the force at the whirlpool will naturally be much stronger than the strength on the calm water surface, and this leads to the instantaneous explosion, Song Qingxuan, who has a cyclone, will naturally have a great advantage.

As Yan Wuxin expected, in fact, the soul power in the two people's bodies is not much different, after more than ten days of cultivation, I don't know if the reason for the previous fight, or others, in these ten days, the soul power in Yan Wuxin's body has slowly increased to as much as eighteen, and the soul power in Song Qingxuan's body is only twenty. It's just that no matter what Song Qingxuan thinks, he probably can't imagine that there is no cyclone in Yan Wuxin's body, and the moment the two of them fight, he can naturally feel the power from the other party's fire sword, and this force is more than one point worse than his own, so he naturally feels that Yan Wuxin should have only entered the Divine Journey Realm for a short time, and the soul power in his body is much worse than his own.

To put it simply, in the first round of the fight, he set a death date for Yan Wuxin in his heart, and since he didn't eat the toast, he had no choice but to toast a glass of punishment wine.

These thoughts flashed in Song Qingxuan's heart, and the soul silk on his fingertips moved, and the body shape and [Qingfeng] attacked Yan Wuxin again, compared to before, this time the wind blade was a few points longer, and this time, in the face of the wind blade in his hand, the soul power in Yan Wuxin's body flowed into the arms of [Allure], and the two fire swords in [Allure] hands appeared.

Two fiery red short swords appeared in front of [Allure], and the wind blade in the hand of [Qingfeng] was also blocked by the two short swords.

Since one can't work, let's take two, this is what Yan Wuxin thinks in his heart, but the soul power in his body has also been consumed a little more. And for this, Song Qingxuan naturally knew it in his heart, so Yan Wuxin's approach was to ask for his own death, the soul master with less soul power and the soul master with more soul power would consume more soul power than the other party, what would it be if he didn't ask for his own death? At this moment, the soul power in Song Qingxuan's body exploded again, and the force on the wind blade was greater than before, and the wind blade directly broke through the two short swords in the hands of [Allure] and came towards the chest of [Allure].

In the blink of an eye, the Wind Blade came to the chest of [Allure], and [Allure] could only withdraw his arm in the face of the Wind Blade, blocking it with the two short swords in his hand, and the short sword and the Wind Blade collided again.

There was not the slightest sound, just a wave of heat coming from the chest of [Allure] towards the two of them.

The heat wave hit, and the Wind Blade was successfully blocked by [Allure] in the chest, but taking advantage of this opportunity, [Qingfeng]'s other hand grabbed [Allure]'s arm.

[Qingfeng]'s hands are not big, but rather than hands, it is more appropriate to say that they are claws, and their fingertips are as sharp as eagles' claws, and they instantly appear on the arms of [Allure].

The sound of light rubbing sounded, and with this sound of light rubbing, the cyan arm armor on the arm of [Allure] was cut open by it, and after the blow, before [Allure] could swing his sword, [Qingfeng] had already retreated in front of Song Qingxuan.

Looking at the broken arm armor on the arm of [Allure], Song Qingxuan's eyes were even more disdainful, and at the same time, he did not hide the contempt in his eyes, and said coldly: "You and this broken puppet of yours will die together." ”

The words are indescribably relieved.

And hearing the whisper in Song Qingxuan's mouth, Yan Wuxin also slowly raised his head, the indifference on his face had disappeared, looking at the [Allure] in front of him, I don't know what he thought, Yan Wuxin said softly in a voice that he could hear: "My puppet is not broken." ”

Although the voice was soft, the seriousness in the words was probably not light, and the look in Yan Wuxin's eyes became extremely serious at this moment.

When the words fell, Yan Wuxin's fingertips had an extra soul filament, and in Yan Wuxin's body, the soul power at the Qi Sea Cave had been consumed in an instant, and the soul filament formed by the companion silk slowly came to the [Allure] body, and the soul power in the Middle Pole Cave also flowed together.

Feeling the incomparably familiar feeling coming from his fingertips, looking at Song Qingxuan, Yan Wuxin's eyes slowly narrowed, you must know that when Lu Dao dealt with Lu Ning, the soul silk on Yan Wuxin's fingertips was only six, and this time there was one more companion wire, and the two acupoints flowed at the same time, which was also the limit of what Yan Wuxin could do at present.

This time, looking at the contempt in Song Qingxuan's eyes, Yan Wuxin didn't stand in place anymore, his toes were light, and [Allure] moved forward, taking the initiative to attack Song Qingfeng.

Behind [Allure] are Yan Wuxin's flipped fingertips, and the blue light on the fingertips flickered, and the flickering blue light was the six soul filaments and one companion filament on [Allure].

The power of the seven threads blooms quietly in the night like an epiphany.