Yi Qing hugged Wan Qixiang gently, the cold color under the veil faded, and there were complex emotions brewing in his beautiful eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh, this wood is really as stubborn as ever.

Zhang Yufei also walked over at this time, looked at Wan Qixiang's face was pale, and his blood stained his white clothes, and unconsciously twitched the corners of his mouth, this person, is it necessary to be so crazy?

At this time, Yi Qing slowly stood up with Wan Qixiang and the stone spear, the cold color under the veil returned, and his eyes were extremely sharp, staring ahead like a blade.

After Zhang Yufei saw Yi Qing's murderous gaze, his body shook in vain, and his domineering sword qi retracted into his body. Zhang Yufei took a step back and said, "No, I just glanced at Qi Xiang, I don't like men!"

Yi Qing glanced at Zhang Yufei with contempt. A stone spear was slapped, and then a crisp sound like a silver bell sounded, not loud, but rippling in the peaks of the mountains.

"I've watched the play for so long, it's time to show up. ”

Zhang Yufei turned his head in surprise, he couldn't believe it, he didn't even notice anyone nearby.

"Haha, I thought I was hiding enough to be secretive, but I didn't expect you to know about my existence. A figure flashed out from behind Shi Feng, this is a middle-aged man, walking like a dragon, with scars on his face, it is obvious that he is an outlaw, Zhang Yufei knows very well that this kind of person has fierce methods, this is not a joke.

"This chick is very cold. The middle-aged man sneered, his eyes crossed Zhang Yufei with a big grin, and stared straight at Yi Qing. Then the middle-aged man touched his mouth with his large rough hand, as if wiping his saliva.

"Your friend's wife is welcome, no, you can't be bullied, who are you? I, Zhang Yufei, are here, do you dare to be presumptuous?" Zhang Yufei kept holding his breath, and now said viciously.

The man snorted coldly, glanced at Zhang Yufei, and then the light in his lower abdomen appeared, and his divine power burst out majesticly, which was several times heavier than the little boy's coercion just now. His slightly lewd voice sounded, "Eh, it's better for you to be obedient, otherwise, hehe." ”

Zhang Yufei's face was ugly, this person turned out to be a powerhouse in the late stage of the Soul Realm.

In the case of the three of them joining forces, Wan Qixiang used a forbidden move to defeat a little boy with little combat experience, but he didn't expect another one to come. And in comparison, it is clear that the latter is more dangerous.

Yi Qing's eyes were cold, and there was no expression on her pretty face under the veil, Yi Qing still hugged Wan Qixiang tightly, and even her white clothes were stained red. And Wan Qixiang was still bleeding at the moment, and his face was pale. There is an urgent need for rest and recuperation.

"Yo Yo Yo, Xiao Qinglang is a little delicate, but he still wants to die and hand over the gun in his hand like this. ”

"What?" Zhang Yufei's eyes flashed coldly, once he decided who was his friend, then it must be an iron-hearted friend, Zhang Yufei was desperate, the domineering sword qi poured out from the blade, and then the knife turned and directly wiped it out of his throat.

"Looking for death" The man said disdainfully, his lower abdomen lit up, and the divine power covered his fist layer by layer, becoming more and more powerful, and he punched out.

Bang bang, Zhang Yufei fought hard for a few moves, and then was punched back by the rich divine power. With his realm, it is already good to be able to do this.

Poof, Zhang Yufei spurted out a mouthful of blood, his arms hung down softly, and he was beaten and dislocated.

"Haha, beauty, the obstruction has been solved. I hope you can be a person who understands current affairs" The man turned his head to look at Yi Qing with a lewd smile.

"Know the current affairs?" Yi Qing raised his eyebrows, his slender jade neck was raised elegantly, and a foul sentence burst out. "I think you're tired of it. ”

The man was stunned for a moment, then his eyes were fierce, the dantian light in his lower abdomen lit up, and the majestic divine power spread from his body to his fist, covering it layer by layer, strong to the extreme, and then punched Wan Qixiang and Yi Qing.

Yi Qing's red lips and small mouth under the veil rose slightly, and there was a click in his body, and then his hand twisted, and the ancient sword in his hand turned, and the low light lit up, and the punch that was not weak was blocked outside the light.

Yi Qing didn't stop, the sword blade slashed, the sword qi roared, condensed into a giant sword with dazzling light, and attacked the man mightily.

The man's face became ugly, and he didn't realize that this young-looking woman had exerted such a strong sword qi, and then the man, with a slap on his chest, spit out a mouthful of blood directly, mixed with his majestic divine power, which was also not small. He believed that as long as he took the blow, then his chance would come.

But after the two forces came into contact, I realized how stupid my idea was.

The ancient sword was covered with some rust, and the rust was a little hazy, and it was not clear that the truth could be seen, and some red dust could be vaguely seen between the haze, and the vicissitudes of the world. This is the breath of red dust that only masters in the world may be exposed to.

This aura covered it, and it looked so fragile, but it helped the Qingfeng Sword forcibly break through a path in this majestic divine power.

There was a layer of mystery outside the cold breath on Yi Qing's body, Yi Qing's eyes were like the perspective of a god, and there were sections of red dust in the world reflected in his eyes, obviously the breath was not strong, but it made everyone present creepy.

"Die," he said in a cold tone, without a trace of emotion. Then the aura of the Qingfeng Sword converged, but the majestic divine power around it spread out as if it had met a nemesis, and it was not controlled by the middle-aged man. Seizing the opportunity, Yi Yi made a gesture and pushed, and the Qingfeng Sword kept approaching and enlarging in the surprised gaze of the middle-aged man. Straight into the man's eyebrows. The man's gaze gradually spread. Fall backwards.

With a wave of Yi Qing's hand, the Qingfeng Ancient Sword did not stain a trace of blood, and was directly taken into Yi Qing's body. Then he said, "I'm really tired of it." ”

Yi Qing glanced at Zhang Yufei and said lightly: "You, your conduct is okay, Wan Qixiang's vision is okay." ”

Zhang Yufei stared at this master who killed the powerhouse in the late stage of the Soul Realm with one move, and swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

"Alright, it's time to take this wood to heal."