When the empty split palm slashed diagonally on the wrist of the fourth hand, Hua Qianye pushed it to the side, and then pushed Luo Qingyin behind him.

Luo Qingyin was shocked, and Hua Qianye had already handed over his hands.

The hands are sleek, and the Xuan Qi is soft like a spring breeze.

Hua Qianye's hand is warm, and the mysterious energy is like a fine and dense spring rain.

The movements of the two of them are not fast, but they have a bit of the feeling of playing Tai Chi, and they are gone, without the blood of killing all sides, and there is no masculine majesty of bursting and roaring.

Their moves are like chess moves, silent but ubiquitous.

Luo Qingyin stood behind Hua Qianye, feeling that the air surging around her was like the gentlest but deadliest spring breeze drizzle, and in a moment, she broke out in a cold sweat again.

Unable to intervene in their battle, Luo Qingyin quickly took a few steps back to avoid Hua Qianye being distracted, but saw the well-trained of the Bloody Hand Gate rushing towards Hua Qianye's back.

The Bloody Hand Gate is not a shameful thing.

What they're good at is sneak attacks and black-eat-black.

Although the cultivation of Hand Fourth is profound, he does not have the demeanor of a master, let alone the self-esteem of a master, and he is very satisfied with the behavior of that group of people rushing up to attack Hua Qianye.

Or maybe that's what he's always done.

Fortunately, Luo Qingyin had already practiced the skills of fighting in groups.

With a twist of his body, standing back to back with Hua Qianye, Luo Qingyin took out a few small balls from his sleeve and smashed them into the crowd of people who came up one after another.

Flame Ball, Flame Ball, Flame Ball!

Bug eggs, bug eggs, bug eggs!

Before leaving Youheicheng, she went out of her way to buy an extra one, and now it all came in handy.

In the explosion of flying insects biting everywhere, Luo Qingyin held the flower vine of the three thousand flower killing, waved his hand, performed the flower phoenix dance steps, and rushed into the middle of the man in black, like a raging wind, and soon the man in black fell to the ground.

When he turned around, he saw his hand passing over the top of Hua Qianye's head, rubbing a bloody mark on Hua Qianye's smooth scalp.

A touch of blood appeared on the corner of Hua Qianye's lips, he pursed his lips slightly, and countless crystal-like Xingxuan chess pieces flew out of his sleeves, forming a lightning-like arc, attacking towards the four hands.

The light flashed in the eyes of the four hands, and he gasped slightly: "Who is my Dao, is it His Highness the Outer Heavens?" It's kind of interesting. ”

Hua Qianye's face changed slightly.

His identity, not to mention that after disguised as a Huayin monk, even in Xuanfeng Academy, few people knew it.

But as soon as the other party saw his chess pieces, he revealed his origin.

The insight of the man in front of him was astonishing.

If his origin is revealed...... This person can't stay!

Hua Qianye's gentle momentum changed, and his eyes flashed with a chilling killing intent, as if he was risking his life, and he approached hand four step by step.

Each chess piece contains a killing machine, and the fall of each chess piece is matched with the use of the formation, coupled with the mysterious qi condensed into a thin line in his palm, a net of heaven and earth is laid within a radius of one zhang, killing every inch!

Hand four has never had the demeanor of a master, and when he can fight in a group, he will definitely not fight alone, and he will run if he can't fight, and he will regret his life.

Therefore, I haven't really tried to risk my life to fight with others, and now I have been forced into a desperate situation by a formation division, and I am unwilling, and all my anger has exploded.

I only heard the sound of popping beans, and the momentum reached its peak in an instant, the white and pure skin still revealed blood vessels, as if they were painted, and the nails glowing with metal light grew inch by inch, like a thin hand blade, making a buzzing sound, and it was actually forcibly cutting through the chess pieces and rushing out of the formation.

Hua Qianye finally gained the upper hand, and was immediately forced to retreat by him step by step.

Looking at the extremely ruthless Hand Four from afar, Luo Qingyin knew that Hua Qianye was lacking in combat experience, and the formation would be broken by Hand Si sooner or later.

Cultivation is not as good as the other party, if the other party breaks free, I'm afraid both of them will have to explain here.

I can't bear to let the child trap the wolf!

Luo Qingyin gritted his teeth, and the flower vine in his hand threw out a fan, hitting the door of the fourth hand.

The fourth hand was suddenly stopped, and the five fingers grabbed the flower vine like a hook, and as soon as he pulled it, Luo Qingyin's body involuntarily flew in front of the other party, and the opponent's nails stretched out and went straight to Luo Qingyin's chest.

Luo Qingyin twisted his body with the nephrite skill, avoided the vital point, and shouted: "Mentor! ”

When the words fell, the nails of the fourth hand were deeply inserted into her shoulder, and a sharp pain came, and Luo Qingyin's eyes darkened for a while, but he became extremely awake in the severe pain.

Raise your hand and slap it on the chest of Hand Four.

Even if it is an unguardable dark energy, she can't hurt the root of the fourth hand when she uses it as a small martial artist.

But it was enough to force him back into the formation.

Hua Qianye looked at Luo Qingyin with shocked eyes.

He never imagined that Luo Qingyin would join the battle in such a tragic way.

Between the light and flint, countless thoughts passed through my heart.

He seemed to hear her say in his ear again that the experience of blood can make a breakthrough in people's mood, and when their lives are hanging by a thread, they can best stimulate people's potential...... As long as this hurdle is crossed, the things that used to affect the mood will become insignificant.

She was quite right.

A touch of blood secreted from the corner of Hua Qianye's lips, and the Ruixue Mountain in his heart, which had not melted all year round, was hit by such a strong and fragile posture, the ground shook the mountain, and the hot spring hidden underground began to gush out.

He finally crossed the hurdle.

However, if he could do it all over again, he would rather not cross this hurdle than let her crash into the enemy's blade like this.

The blood erupting from his shoulders stimulated his bloodiness, and the Xuan Qi of his hands condensed into countless thin lines, ten fingers one by one, and the thin lines were like a fine and dense net of heaven and earth, and he stepped forward, and his whole body vomited out the Xuan Qi.

Burst!

A mist of blood exploded like fireworks.

The fighting stopped at this moment.

The flower vine in his hand fell to the ground with a "poof".

Luo Qingyin staggered back a few steps with his shoulders on his shoulders, and took out a bottle of Baicao wine that healed a hundred wounds, but his hands trembled with pain, and he couldn't spread the cork.

Hua Qianye didn't go to see the fourth hand.

Hand Four is dead.

Looking at Luo Qingyin's pale face almost transparent in the light of the lamplight, Hua Qianye didn't care about being embarrassed, and just wanted to ask her, why did she do this?

But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't ask.

Hua Qianye, who has always been the Laneige jade tree-like array tutor, has always ignored complicated and trivial matters, and he rarely pays attention to what others say. In the same way, what he thinks in his heart is rarely declared.

Now, when he wanted to speak, he found that it had already happened, and it didn't make sense to ask why.

Looking at the blood gushing from Luo Qingyin's wound, Hua Qianye only felt that everything was burning inside, and his movements were a little less scruples, so he helped her up, flicked the cork with the other hand, took the baicao wine, and poured it into her mouth.

Mao Dun Literature