Chen Qingshan protected Yang Jian.

"Chen Jiangnan."

"Are you sure you're going to protect this ungrateful man?" The Rakshasa Divine Son bit the word "ungrateful" a little hard, like a mockery.

The Rakshasa Divine Son stared at Chen Qingshan's eyes, waiting for Chen Qingshan to answer.

Out of sight, the left hand behind his back pinched a trick, and a strange humanoid shape appeared in the ghostly light in his hand, which twisted and jumped into the shadows.

Shadows flowed, bypassing the bronze hall from behind.

"Since he came to Shengxuan Peak, with me here, you are destined to not be able to kill him." Chen Qingshan took his hand, and Yang Jian was lying behind him, against the rain all over the sky, and the rain with clear particles fell, not staining Chen Qingshan in the slightest.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll fight you? If you lose, the position of this holy son will not be guaranteed, and your ass will not be hot yet. The Rakshasa Divine Son whispered with a lantern, distracting Chen Qingshan.

"I know, the punch under Shengxuan Peak, you have always thought that I was tricky, and I am not convinced, even if there is no Yang Jian, we are going to fight."

"As for the position of the Holy Son, I don't care, if you can defeat me, give it to you." Chen Qingshan flicked his sleeves, his qi surged, and a burst of rain swept down, and the raindrops fell, and Chen Qingshan made a "please" gesture.

The Rakshasa Divine Son shook his head, he didn't feel that Chen Qingshan didn't care about the position of the Holy Son: "In this Chaos God Sect, there are many people staring at your position, but no one dares to punch you, at least no one dares on the surface." ”

"The general trend has been achieved, and they will naturally not go against the general trend." Chen Qingshan nodded.

An unknown smile appeared on his face, Chen Qingshan didn't like this Rakshasa Divine Son, but he didn't hate it, Rakshasa was different from Fusheng, Rakshasa at least took a dignified and upright path.

"So, you're going to be the one who punches." Chen Qingshan smiled, his face was absolutely confident.

The ceremony presided over by Xuan Yue was to build momentum for Chen Qingshan, to make everyone put away their thoughts that they shouldn't have, and the result was obvious, in the face of Chen Qingshan's general trend, everyone chose to bow their heads.

But at this time, the Rakshasa Divine Son stood up and wanted to ask Chen Qingshan for a few punches to see if the position of the Holy Son was firm enough.

"Regardless of victory or defeat, at least I dare to punch, no matter how stable my position is, after a million punches, I will have to be smashed." Rakshasa Miko clenched his fists and punched in the air.

"Bang!"

A sound exploded.

It is the strength of the whirlpool, condensed but not dispersed, and goes to the extreme distance.

Chen Qingshan felt that this Rakshasa Divine Son was much stronger than when he first met him: "It's a pity that in my place, you don't have the opportunity to swing a million punches." ”

Chen Qingshan took the initiative and floated towards the Rakshasa Divine Son.

The Rakshasa Divine Son smirked, the ghost lamp in his hand exploded, turning into a fire in the sky, the fire rose and the rain fell, the water and fire blended, and finally in the hands of the Rakshasa Divine Son, he turned into a water and fire lotus, Luo Shang Shenzi waved his hand, and shot a series of afterimages, the five fingers opened, and the lotus flower in the palm bloomed, imprinting towards Chen Qingshan's chest.

"If I want to kill Yang Jian, even Your Highness the Holy Son, you will not be able to save him." For the first time, the Rakshasa Divine Son called Chen Qingshan "His Royal Highness the Holy Son", but it was completely mocking.

The Rakshasa Divine Son pushed out his hand, and the eight-armed Rakshasa Shadow appeared from behind him, and in addition to the water and fire lotus, the palm of the Rakshasa Divine Son had a trace of lifelessness, putting pressure on Chen Qingshan.

Chen Qingshan had to take over this palm.

"Perhaps, Yang Jian is not as important as I thought." Chen Qingshan whispered, sank down, closed his fist on his waist, and then punched, hitting a round of golden energy......

"Smack!"

On Yang Jian's side, a shadow slowly approached.

There was a writhing in the shadows.

The strange humanoid bounced up.

"Giggles!"

All kinds of voices came from the mouths of the humanoids, and they were the resentments of those who had been refined by the Rakshasa Divine Son.

The humanoid had an open abdomen, dripping with flesh and blood, and there were countless dagger-like sharp teeth.

The raindrops fell, and the cold sweat on Yang Jian's forehead became one.

Yang Jian only felt that his body was colder, and his heart was even colder.

Yang Jian's face twisted and twisted into a ball, and a great sense of fear poured into his body, heavier than lead, so that Yang Jian even forgot to resist.

In despair, Yang Jian closed his eyes.

"Tick, tick!"

There is a warm liquid falling.

A fishy sweet smell filled Yang Jian's nostrils, reaching the heavenly spirit.

It's blood.

It's not Yang Jian's blood.

The pain that Yang Jian imagined did not come, waiting for Yang Jian to open his eyes......

His pupils dilated, and his face showed disbelief.

In Yang Jian's pupils, there was a figure like a mountain, Chen Qingshan was in front of Yang Jian, the humanoid mouthparts bit Chen Qingshan's shoulder, and Chen Qingshan stretched out his hand to clasp the humanoid neck.

The blood flowed like an infusion, wetting Chen Qingshan's clothes, Chen Qingshan looked at the Rakshasa Divine Son from afar as if he hadn't seen it: "But I said, with me, Yang Jian can't die today, and what I said, I should try my best to do it." ”

Just now, the punch of the Rakshasa Divine Son was close to full strength, even Chen Qingshan had to pay attention to it, so he could only take the next punch, and relying on the power of this punch, under the recoil, he returned to Yang Jian's side and carried it down for Yang Jian with his body.

Seeing Chen Qingshan's appearance, Yang Jian had mixed feelings in his heart.

"Aoyama, what's wrong with you?" Gu Qingfeng in the wooden house sighed in his heart, he didn't have the intention of boiling tea, and the green and white knife pushed out three inches.

Then he was pressed by Gu Qingfeng......

The mouthparts of this humanoid are very sharp, even with Chen Qingshan's body, he has also suffered a lot of injuries, if Yang Jian or another cultivator from the same realm, it is estimated that the body has already become several pieces.

"Hiss!"

The humanoid made a snake-like sound and struggled violently.

Chen Qingshan exerted his strength, and the flames lingered, turning the human form into ashes, and the flames fell, imprinted on the wound on Chen Qingshan's shoulder, becoming a red texture, and stopped the bleeding for Chen Qingshan.

The Rakshasa Divine Son was moved, and his face was puzzled: "Why bother? ”

"Everything has been done, where did the question come from?" Chen Qingshan clapped his hands and laughed, it seemed that it was not him Chen Qingshan who was injured, but someone else.

"The Nether Lantern is gone, and we should have a fight in the real sense of the word." Chen Qingshan took out the width of heaven and earth, his breath suddenly became cold, and the falling rain was three feet away from Chen Qingshan's body, condensing into frost, floating like cow's hair.

"Are you sure, I can feel the punch just now, in order to save people, the qi in your chest has not been completely spit out, and you are injured again and again." Rakshasa Miko said.

What?

He was also seriously injured?!

Yang Jian and Gu Qingfeng's eyes condensed at the same time.

Chen Qingshan laughed: "Even you can sense this, it seems that your strength is indeed a lot stronger, much stronger than when we first met." ”

"I wanted to hide it from you, but it's boring." Chen Qingshan let out a "wow" and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Received the full punch of the Rakshasa Divine Son with half a breath machine, and then flew through the air with the remaining half breath machine to save Yang Jian.

As soon as the breath was spit out, Chen Qingshan completed two difficult things at the same time.

But this price is not insignificant.

"Thanks to that punch from you, I was ashamed and courageous, and let me push the exercises to the second level, and now I am stronger than the ordinary cultivation of the Three Realms." The Rakshasa Divine Son did not hide anything, but said sincerely.

No matter how much he didn't like Yang Jian, but for Chen Qingshan's behavior, the Rakshasa Divine Son was really convinced.

If at the beginning, the Rakshasa Divine Son felt that Chen Qingshan was just reluctantly acting for Yang Jian's treasure, but now he really felt the weight of Chen Qingshan's every word.

A person who makes a promise, no matter where he is, is worthy of admiration.

Is it worth it just to save the most hypocritical person in the chaotic sacred mountain with the most sincere deeds?

"Rakshasa has broken through the three realms, Qingshan is in danger?!" A wisp of fresh wind blew into the wooden house, a white shadow, with a faint and cold fragrance.

The girl in the house drew her sword, and Gu Qingfeng appeared beside Chen Qingshan, a pair of blue and white knives, pointing at the Rakshasa Divine Son.

"Oh? Miss Qingfeng is going to stand up for Chen Jiangnan, but if I remember correctly, Miss Qingfeng has not reached the Three Realms, I am one step faster than Miss Qingfeng and every Tianjiao in this chaotic sacred mountain. ”

"I don't think you in the second realm are my opponents, although you are all geniuses, I am also a genius." Rakshasa Miko laughed.

Gu Qingfeng retorted: "If you can beat it or not, you won't know until you beat it, why should the Rakshasa Divine Son talk nonsense?" ”

Gu Qingfeng's beautiful eyes widened, staring at the Rakshasa Divine Son, and a rare sense of anger appeared on his body.

The Rakshasa Divine Son touched his chin with interest, looked at Chen Qingshan, and then looked at Gu Qingfeng, revealing an expression of "I understand": "Miss Qingfeng is in a hurry, this is because I am afraid that Chen Jiangnan will not be able to beat me and be killed by me." ”

"But with the relationship between the two of you, Miss Qingfeng is in a hurry, but it's normal." The Rakshasa Miko's hands hung down, and his face returned to flatness.

Teenagers like girls, girls love teenagers, what a normal thing in this world, he Rakshasa Divine Son naturally understands.

"Relationship, what relationship?" Gu Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, the Rakshasa Divine Son's eyes just now made her feel a little strange, and even slightly angry.

Gu Qingfeng was stunned, and then blushed a little, she Gu Qingfeng was dedicated to cultivating knives, but she was still a woman, and women would naturally blush.

This blushing was just out of instinct, after all, Gu Qingfeng knew that Chen Qingshan had a girl he liked.

"Wronged."

Chen Qingshan sighed in his heart.

Holding his forehead with one hand, the complexity in his heart made Chen Qingshan feel more difficult than the physical pain.

Stretched out his hand and pressed Gu Qingfeng's Qingbai knife down.

"Huh?" Gu Qingfeng was puzzled.

Chen Qingshan held his sword, walked in front of Gu Qingfeng, patted his chest, and spit out another mouthful of blood.

It's smoother.

"It's comfortable." Chen Qingshan showed a mouthful of white teeth.

"This is my battle with the Rakshasa Divine Son, so Qingfeng doesn't have to interfere."

"But, but he is in the Three Realms, and you are still injured, which is not fair!" Gu Qingfeng said anxiously.

"How can there be absolutely fair things in this world, and the things that are injured are also my choice, no wonder Rakshasa is just a matter of means." Chen Qingshan whispered and comforted.

"As for him in the Three Realms."

"What a big Three Realms."

"Who the fuck isn't a Three Realms!" Chen Qingshan's body cultivation exploded, shaking the rain.