The water flows.

Zhao Qianwu fell to the ground, and the moment he returned to his senses, the sharp pain from all over his body made him gasp.

Looking up, he saw Yan Jing rushing out of the Spring Willow Pavilion, and raised his hand to throw out several talismans to the roof of the tavern on the side.

The cyan wind blade and several fireballs bombarded repeatedly, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

Yan Jing also took this opportunity to rush to Zhao Qianwu's side and asked in a deep voice,

"Have you come back to your senses?"

"What happened to me...... My five senses are blinded, are there other enemies around here? ”

Taking out the healing potion and pill from the space and swallowing it, sensing his bad condition, Zhao Qianwu tightened his brows.

"Your old adversary doesn't know what means he used to form an alliance with the idiot, and they caused the injuries on your body."

Yan Jing tried to explain the current situation in as simple language as possible, and then asked,

"The situation is very unfavorable, can you still fight now?"

"I'd love to say I can fight, but ...... You have to find a chance to evacuate and join Yu Zhen and them first. ”

There was still a black mist rising from the wounds on his left arm and side waist, and pus and blood had flowed out of the turned flesh, making Zhao Qianwu's face pale.

Although he really wanted to kill He Jianbing, Zhao Qianwu was obviously not a reckless man, and in this situation, forcibly staying and fighting would only kill him.

"It's not that easy to get out."

Yan Jing waved the Glaive Knife, his eyes fell on the two people who had broken through the smoke and dust on the roof of the tavern, and suddenly came to Zhao Qianwu's side and whispered a few words.

"Are you sure?"

Zhao Qianwu asked with a surprised face.

"Your stay here will only make me even more ineffective."

Handing over the satchel on his waist, Yan Jing responded.

"Heh, I've been guarding you here for half an hour, but I didn't think that only two people came, why, the team dispersed after only a day?"

The hands continued to form a magic seal, and a black-purple talisman faintly appeared in front of the short and fat man beside him, He Jianbing looked at Zhao Qianwu, who was already using a knife to remove the carrion from the wound, and sneered,

"It's useless, those arrows are attached to the blood of the crazy child, and the poison in them is not so easy to unravel."

"You can control the evil spirits?"

Yan Jing, who noticed He Jianbing's technique, frowned, and quickly glanced back at the evil head that came out of the Spring Willow Pavilion, the latter did not have a talisman in front of his forehead, and seeing that its trajectory did not mean to merge with He Jianbing, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, and immediately shouted in a muffled voice,

"Hu Ying, take him away!"

When the words fell, the satchel immediately swelled, and the tiger firefly pounced out of it, and its body quickly swelled into the shape of a cheetah.

One of the strengths of the Riding Seal is that it can change the size of the target to a certain extent, and after digesting the spirit of Hebo, the Tiger Firefly is capable enough to temporarily act as a mount.

Zhao Qianwu didn't talk nonsense, glanced at Yan Jing's back, turned around and leaned on Hu Ying's back, and jumped on the house on the side.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from view.

To Yan Jing's surprise, He Jianbing didn't have the slightest intention of catching up, but looked at the former with a sneering face.

"You think I'm going to go after that half-crippled guy?"

"So against me?"

"There are five ember apostles involved in this operation, Zhao Qianwu took that hit, and if he can retain fifty percent of his combat strength for a while, he will be lucky, as long as he kills you, the remaining three ..... I'll let them die tonight, not to mention that broken stupa, the Buddha can't save it! ”

As long as the otherworldly incident is not over, He Jianbing thinks that he has a chance to settle accounts with Zhao Qianwu, and his eyes are removed from Yan Jing and falls on the evil in the rear.

Its gaze was fixed on the idiot, as if it were looking at something.

Sure enough, there is no fuel-efficient lamp......

There is another important reason why he didn't chase Zhao Qianwu, that is, if he leaves, the idiot boy must follow him and leave, otherwise he will lose control, and he is not here just to kill people.

"It seems that you can only control one evil head at most."

Yan Jing said suddenly.

"Just kill you, and I'll have time to fix it."

Raising his hand and swinging forward, the short and fat man beside He Jianbing suddenly raised his head and looked directly at Yan Jing, and almost at the same time, the latter's body was wrapped in a layer of gray-brown mist, and the whole person froze in place.

"What a fool, I really didn't know that your support was on the way, so I talked to you for a few words, just to complete the arrangement."

As soon as the words fell, the short and fat man stuffed two strings of rock sugar gourds and sticks into his mouth, and immediately took a step towards Yan Jing, and in the process, its body shape also changed.

The short coat on his body was squeezed away by the fat flesh glowing with yellow oil, and the bloated body of ** did not have any abnormal limbs, and he staggered even more when he walked, as if he couldn't even walk.

But it was such a foolish-looking monster, and where it passed, the falling rain began to rise, and the southeast wind blew sharply to the northwest, and the masonry all over the ground cracked into large clouds of dust.

He Jianbing, who was in the rear, looked at this scene, only feeling complacent, his previous speculation was indeed correct, this otherworldly event was tailor-made for him, these evil spirits, just take one back to the present world, he will immediately become the god of those ants to worship!

Yan Jing, whose eyes were firmly locked on the five senses that were closed, started with this "bald sword immortal"!

At this time, the idiot boy who had already revealed its true body approached Yan Jing, and the facial features on its face had disappeared at some point, leaving only a wriggling lump of rotten flesh, and when it raised its hands, the palms of its palms were suddenly open its fanged mouthparts, spitting out large black gelatinous substances, and surging towards Yan Jing, who was shrouded in mist.

It was only before its attack could hit that two light golden rays of light flashed through the mist.

He Jianbing, who was more than ten meters away, looked stunned, only to feel tingling and sour all over his body like electricity, and an inexplicable sense of fear was churning in his mind.

What's going on?

Suddenly raised his eyes, his pupils suddenly contracted.

I saw that a sharp claw covered with dark blue scale armor poked out of the mist, and directly pressed the head of the idiot's real body, and suppressed it on the ground of the long street in an instant.

The moment the body collided with the masonry, more than a dozen narrow cracks bloomed on the ground, and there was a bang!

He Jianbing only felt that something was wrong, and wanted to step forward to join the battle, but when he saw the show girl in front of the Chunliu Pavilion as if she had been stimulated by something, she rushed to Yan Jing's location frantically.

The wind and rain within a radius of tens of meters converged under the traction of some force, and the faint blue mist spread everywhere.

He Jianbing could only see the three behemoth figures colliding together in the mist, and the one with the strongest physique was obviously fighting one against two, stirring up the rain in the sky with his gestures, and beating the other two evil heads.

There are undoubtedly two evil heads here, and who is the remaining figure......

Is that a Taoist priest named Luo Ja?

He was able to withstand the combined attack of the two evil heads?

You must know that although it is not the third day now, and the Midyear Festival has not officially begun, the strange abilities of these two evil heads combine to crush an Ember Apostle should be effortless.

This is also the greatest confidence that He Jianbing was able to calmly let go of Zhao Qianwu before......

No matter what, this guy has to die here!

Seeing Yan Jing's ability, He Jianbing felt more and more the importance of killing this person, but he only rushed forward halfway, but the behemoth figure that was fighting with the two evil spirits disappeared in an instant.

His feet paused suddenly, and He Jianbing stiffened at this moment.

Behind him, a muscular figure emerged.

The light golden eyes cast a cold killing intent.

The crimson Glaive was particularly glaring in the mist.

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