Zhao Qingwu's hand is broken!

After realizing this, both Zhao Qingwu and Xie Zhengliu were stunned for a moment.

The former was out of disbelief, and the latter felt pity.

Unexpectedly, in such a chaotic situation, Zhao Qingwu could react and block this fatal blow with his hands.

But it doesn't matter, let her hide this time, and next time it won't be so easy.

In the flow of thoughts, the Fu Seal that trapped Xie Zhengliu had also played its full role, and directly turned into a piece of waste paper and fell to the ground.

As soon as Xie Zhengliu's right hand was raised, the Wuji Knife obediently returned to her hand.

She stepped over the destroyed inner room and walked towards Zhao Qingwu, who was kneeling outside the door and crying continuously.

The man probably suffered from Xie Zhengliu's place, and looked at her as if he was looking at some evil ghost.

Xie Zhengliu was no stranger to this kind of look, and many demons in the Demon Domain used to look at her like this.

"You dare to kill me, my master is a sword venerable of more than three thousand, and he is the most powerful monk in this realm! I am his favorite disciple, once something happens to me, let alone you, even your Hengtian Sect will be in trouble! ”

Zhao Qingwu tried to make herself appear calm, but the tremor in her voice was too obvious.

Xie Zhengliu smiled when he heard this: "It's okay, as long as you don't let your master know that you died here." ”

Even if he knew, what could he do, Jian Zun dared to let his disciples come to Hengtian Sect to collude with internal thieves to launch a rebellion, which meant that he already had a plan to tear his face with the main sect.

In this case, in order to protect her sect, she accidentally killed the disciples of the Sword Venerable, maybe it was not a fault, but a credit.

Of course, Zhao Qingwu didn't realize this, she only knew that Xie Zhengliu's sword was approaching her neck little by little!

Zheng!

At this last moment, Xie Zhengliu's knife was distorted by a sudden spiritual power.

Zhao Qingwu, who had escaped, didn't even have the strength to breathe a sigh of relief, so one hand grabbed her by the collar and dragged her from the ground to the magic weapon in mid-air.

On the lotus platform-like flying magic weapon, one of the Yuanying monks who followed Zhao Qingwu hid his entire body in his robe, but his contemptuous and hateful eyes fell on Xie Zhengliu through the robe.

The monk helped Zhao Qingwu stop the bleeding for the first time, and fed her a few pills by the way, and then said angrily to Xie Zhengliu: "Bold junior, dare to hurt our young master!" ”

Young master?

Xie Zhengliu's divine sense could only take a rough view of the male cultivator, but this young master had already shown that the other party was also the subordinate of that Sword Venerable.

And...... I don't know if it's Xie Zhengliu's illusion, she seems to have seen the shadow of the person who wanted to destroy the Fengchun Secret Realm in this person before.

Xie Zhengliu's eyebrows jumped, and she felt as if she had glimpsed some incredible secret.

Facing the male cultivator's questioning, before Xie Zhengliu could speak, Zhao Qingwu had already howled in pain: "She broke my hand, I want her life!" ”

Although the male cultivator was dissatisfied with Zhao Qingwu talking to him in such an commanding tone, she was a disciple of Jianzun in the end.

Jian Zun's disciples were bullied like this, that is, Jian Zun was bullied.

As a person under Jian Zun, the male cultivator naturally would not allow the people he followed to be treated like this. He immediately waved his sleeves, and the powerful spiritual power condensed in his hand smashed straight in the direction of Xie Zhengliu.

Xie Zhengliu kept an eye on the two of them, and immediately moved to dodge, and she dodged the first blow. Unexpectedly, this person's condensed spiritual power group could change direction!

After dodging it a few times, the speed of the spiritual power group became faster and faster, and it seemed that it was about to hit Xie Zhengliu.

A snow-white sleeve blocked in front of her, dissolving the spiritual power into invisibility.

"Ah, it's better to be in time than to be in time. I didn't expect that it was really as my unsuccessful disciple said, there are people who don't have long eyes who dare to spread wild in my Hengtian Sect. The snow-white man had a childish face, and he shook his snow-white robe, which was not ordinary at first glance.

The dark lines on the wide sleeves give a different color in the daylight, as if they were made of some kind of scales.

Xie Zhengliu was taken aback by the person who suddenly appeared, but he also quickly felt closeness from the other party's attitude.

Even if you can't see the symbol of Hengtian Sect from the other party's clothes, you can make it clear just by listening to the meaning of his words, this is clearly a great power from Hengtian Sect!

Xie Zhengliu didn't even need to ask the other party's cultivation, just seeing that this person could easily block the attack of the Yuanying monk with one sleeve, he knew that this person's ability was many times higher than that of the male cultivator.

Sensing Xie Zhengliu's "sight", the man turned his head and revealed a delicate face: "Tsk, I knew that kid was a face-seeker, and even the closed disciples he received were so good-looking." ”

"Hmph, I didn't want to admit it before, but now I can't defend it, right?"

The man put his hands behind his back, as if he had finally found some important evidence.

There was obvious intimacy in his tone for Xie Zhengliu, and even if he didn't say his identity directly, Xie Zhengliu was still smart enough to realize his relationship with himself.

"Master?" She shouted cautiously.

Unexpectedly, the man in front of him suddenly laughed happily: "Yes, yes, it seems that that kid still remembers me as a master, isn't he obediently mentioning me to the little apprentice." ”

Hearing this, Xie Zhengliu lowered his head, and regarded it as if Meng Fuwei had mentioned this master to her!

The man enthusiastically leaned over and helped Xie Zhengliu up from the ground, and casually pinched the trick, Xie Zhengliu felt comfortable, and all the wounds that had been beaten out before were healed.

Such a strange power was not even experienced by Xie Zhengliu when she was a demon lord, and she couldn't help but marvel at Meng Fuwei's good luck in her heart.

Not only did he have such a diligent and talented apprentice, but he also had a strong and extraordinary backer master.

It's really a good thing that he has taken possession.

The "ancestor and grandson" were only halfway through the reminiscence, and the Yuanying monk in mid-air felt that something was wrong, and immediately wanted to leave with Zhao Qingwu.

Although Zhao Qingwu hates Xie Zhengliu, he is not stupid, of course, he can see that this man in white is probably more capable.

She carefully hid herself in the flying magic weapon, for fear of attracting Xie Zhengliu's attention.

Monk Yuanying only moved, and Xie Zhengliu's ancestor immediately found out. He picked up a stone and hit it, and the ordinary stone actually broke the flying magic weapon on the spot!

When the two of them were about to fall, the other Yuanying monk finally arrived, he threw his flying magic weapon out, and when the two were caught, he slapped his palm on the magic weapon.

The magic weapon received the master's order, and immediately followed this force and quickly fled to the Hengtian Sect with the two people above.

It was also at this time that Xie Zhengliu suddenly discovered that the Great Sect Protector Array, which had originally covered Hengtian Sect, had disappeared unconsciously.