In the next moment, Qin Zixuan appeared in time, dragged Qin Yinyin away, and the wooden box that flew over smashed on the wall with a "bump", and was smashed in an instant.

Seeing this, Yu Jiuxu slightly restrained his demonic energy, "Are you coming one by one, or together?" ”

The two fell to the ground and looked at each other.

Qin Yinyin gritted his teeth, simply stopped pretending, and ripped off the disguise on his face, "Yushu, do you know what you're doing?!" ”

Yu Jiuxu raised her eyebrows, looking at the two complete strangers in front of her, she only hooked her lips and said: "Since you know who I am, and dare to provoke me, it seems that you have enough for yourself." ”

As she spoke, she flicked her wrist, and the demonic energy was wanton, summoning the red soul, and the two stood in place, as if they had just realized something, and the instinctive fear made them retreat.

Looking at the person in front of her, thinking about the mission she failed five years ago, this time no matter what, she must bring the person back.

While thinking about it, she silently clenched the sword in her hand, and was about to rush forward, but was grabbed by Qin Zixuan's arm, Qin Yinyin turned his head, and between his eyes, his anxious eyes were full of puzzlement.

Qin Zixuan's eyes were deep, compared to Qin Yinyin, he had to think about it a lot more, now Yu Jiuxu didn't remember them, in terms of strength, if it was hard, the two of them would only be able to fight a tie at most, and there was absolutely no chance of winning.

He grabbed Qin Yinyin, and his eyes signaled that she should not be impulsive, but Qin Yinyin had no choice but to grit his teeth and endure it, waiting for the right time.

Their original intention was to temporarily lure Yu Jiuxu away, and then find a way to stun her, anyway, they had to take her back, it was absolutely impossible in this place, Wan Chuyue had just left, and there was a possibility of coming back at any time.

Not necessarily, she has gone back now, seeing that Yu Jiuxu is not there, she will definitely try her best to find it, there is no doubt about it, this place is mixed, once the people of the Demon Palace are alarmed, they will have no chance of winning.

"Let's go first." Qin Zixuan said in a low voice, Qin Yinyin glanced at him, and he didn't ink, he turned his head and glared at Yu Jiuxu, holding his sword and leaving from the other side of the alley.

Looking at the people leaving, Yu Jiuxu just chuckled indifferently, they thought that they could stop her in this way?

Thinking about it, her eyes sank, and she didn't hesitate to move forward, just in the blink of an eye, Qin Zixuan stood in place, and the oncoming demonic qi mixed with a strong sense of oppression locked him firmly in place, and at this moment, his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't move a bit.

He was shocked, and when he raised his eyes, the man and the knife were already in front of him, and there was no room to dodge, so he used the spiritual power around him and raised his sword to receive this blow.

The moment the two spiritual powers collided, Qin Zixuan only relied on the sword in his hand to support him for two seconds, only to hear a loud "bang", he was thrown out a few meters away with the sword, and his back crashed into the wall before he barely stopped.

Yu Jiuxu didn't intend to give him a chance to breathe, and pursued after the victory, but he just pointed to the ground on tiptoe, and the Red Soul Sword in his hand turned and stabbed straight at Qin Zixuan.

At this time, he had just managed to get out of the wall that had been slightly sunk in, and there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, he covered his chest, clenched the sword in his hand, and dodged with some difficulty.

The moment she passed by Yu Jiuxu, she made a roundabout kick sideways, which hit Qin Zixuan's chest, and he didn't have time to escape, he fell to the ground fiercely, and even slid out several meters away.

Yu Jiuxu landed, put away the knife, and looked condescendingly at the person in front of him who was embarrassed and wanted to stand up, but failed several times, the knife in his hand turned and aimed at his neck: "Let's go through the process, do you have any last words?" ”

Qin Zixuan lay on the ground weakly, covering his chest, coughing violently, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and it took him a while before he recovered from the pain.

Looking at the playful and cold man in front of him, he took a few breaths, his face gradually calmed down, and he said one word in a light tone: "Yes." ”

Yu Jiuxuan is a sincere person, hearing this, she really pushed the red soul in her hand back a little, Qin Zixuan looked at her, but did not speak, and the next moment, he moved his gaze lightly and looked behind her.

Yu Jiuxu suddenly sensed something, put away his sword, turned sideways, and in one go, he happened to pass by the stuffy stick behind him.

She landed on the ground and looked at the man with the stick who wouldn't know when he would appear behind her, "Who are you?" Along with them? ”

The strategy was recognized, and the man's face was obviously a little embarrassed, he put the long wooden stick behind him, coughed lightly, glanced at Qin Zixuan on the ground, and said, "I don't know him, I'm here to find you." ”

Yu Jiuxu was suspicious, her eyes fell on the stick behind him, and at this moment, she was very sure that the other party was not good.

Yu Jiuxu didn't want to say more to him, the red soul luck in his hand rushed over, the man's feet flashed, and the moment she hid, the wooden stick in his hand waved, Yu Jiuxu reacted quickly, raised his hand to block, and the moment the spiritual power was connected, this time, it was changed to Yu Jiuxu and was shocked out by the other party.

She landed firmly on the ground, and suddenly realized that she was a little underestimated just now, this person didn't look easy to deal with, the stick in his hand was obviously an ordinary wooden stick, and he didn't need to use his sword to block her blow.

This person is not trivial.

At this time, Qin Zixuan, who was lying on the ground, had been helped up from the ground by Qin Yinyin, who had turned back, and Qin Yinyin turned his head to look at the man: "Second uncle, be careful of her knife." ”

Qin Yide raised his eyebrows, and put the wooden stick in his hand on his shoulder nonchalantly, looking at the fish in front of him back and forth with hesitant eyes, with three points of admiration and seven points of disdain.

At the same time, Yu Jiuxu also swept back and forth on him with the same gaze, and she sarcastically said, "Why, you people from the Xianmen also like to bully the small with the big?" ”

Qin Yinyin, who was supporting Qin Zixuan on the side, frowned, and was about to have a seizure, when he heard Qin Yide sneer, and the stick in his hand fell to the ground, "Xianmen and Tianshan, there is no one category, besides, let me see what Guan Yubai has taught you." ”

As he spoke, the stick in his hand was horizontal, and the sound of the wind breaking came to mind, and the oncoming wave of air lifted the broken hair on her forehead, making her take two steps back.

Qin Yide smiled: "What? Is this scared? ”

Yu Jiuxu was silent and didn't say anything, but he didn't want to admit it, even if the other party was indeed the one who bullied the small.

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, suddenly a vine as thick as a person broke through the wall on the side, instantly blocking Qin Yide's sight.

Yu Jiuxu took the opportunity to turn around and leave, she had the strength under her feet, but before she could fly onto the roof, suddenly, a sharp sword blade came galloping, she flew to dodge, but the sword blade deliberately avoided her, only cutting off the vines around her.

She was forced to fall to the ground, looking for the person who had just drawn the sword in the fragments of vines falling from the sky, looking around, her eyes fixed on the roof of a house made of rubble, the man was dressed in white, and the aura on the sword did not retreat.