Chapter Eighty-Seven: Don't Think About Touching My Senior Sister!
"Don't......"
Fear, panic, filled Yan Qionghua's heart.
"Get out!"
The white masked leader jumped into the air, holding a black sword, quickly flipped, and the middle position was clear, and he was already able to condense qi into reality, and faintly slashed out with sword qi.
Such an attack may not be able to be resisted by people in the Soul Casting Realm.
Then a brilliant sword shot out. , dreamlike, intoxicated.
"Poof!"
There was a muffled sound, and I saw that the bodies of the few people who shot at Yan Qionghua suddenly froze in the air, and their eyes began to stop moving.
At the moment of death, they couldn't figure out why the leader they were following would strike.
"How many masters of Ning Zhen Ninefold were killed like this?"
"What realm are you?"
Yan Qionghua was stunned in place, not daring to move for half a minute, and asked in amazement.
Seeing the White Mask Leader kill the people who attacked him, she thought that this was his savior, and asked curiously.
The leader of the white mask snorted coldly: "Brainless thing! If I cut the little beauty, how can I play? "
"With such a peugeot body, if you leave a scar, it won't be so smooth."
The leader with the white mask smiled obscenely and walked towards Yan Qionghua.
Yan Qionghua was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground, her face was pale, and she was completely desperate in her heart, this was the beginning of her nightmare!
She couldn't resist those ninefold white masked people just now, the leader of the white mask killed them in one move, how could she be able to resist it?
"Please, don't come here!"
"Don't come here!"
Yan Qionghua shook her head, her face was depressed, she supported the ground with her hands, and retreated backwards,
This leader of the white mask is truly terrifying!
In front of him, Yan Qionghua couldn't do anything at all except beg for mercy.
Yan Lu held a sword in front of Yan Qionghua and scolded angrily: "No one wants to touch my senior sister!" "
"What you can't do, look for death!"
The leader of the white mask gathered some martial arts internal force in the palm of his hand, and with a slight wave, a powerful qi surged towards Yan Lu.
"Even if I Yan Lu die, I will never let you get one step closer to my senior sister!"
Yan Lu blocked with his sword, but this strong aura was too strong, he had no strength to resist at all, and he was knocked to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Yan Lu!"
Yan Qionghua looked at Yan Lu who was knocked out, and was heartbroken, but he was born in this Longxiao Continent, and martial arts are respected.
She couldn't do anything but call out Yan Lu's name bitterly.
"Boy, if you are lucky, if it weren't for your senior sister's good looks, you would have died a long time ago."
The leader of the white mask stuck out his tongue and looked obscenely at Yan Qionghua, who had fallen to the ground.
"Little beauty, what's the use of following this unproductive guy? It's better to be a bed warmer for the uncle, serve the uncle well, and maybe help you open up a meridian. "
The leader of the white mask taunted Yan Lu as he walked slowly towards Yan Qionghua.
He was not afraid of Yan Qionghua running away, in front of his terrifying realm, Yan Qionghua had no chance to struggle!
"Please, let us go."
Yan Qionghua's hair was messy, her makeup was disturbed by tears, and she begged bitterly.
"As long as you stay and serve my uncle well, I will take this kid's life!"
The leader of the white mask raised Yan Qionghua's chin with his sword and said domineeringly.
Yan Qionghua stubbornly turned his head away, the white mask had been seen too much, he gathered the internal force of the martial arts and aimed at Yan Lu who was lying on the ground.
He doesn't know how many times he has used this trick of using family affection to threaten beauties.
"Don't!" Yan Qionghua hurriedly grabbed the hand of the leader of the white mask, and begged pitifully: "I promise!" I promise! "
"Didn't you save everything so well?"
The man in the white mask grabbed Yan Qionghua's hair, lifted her up, and pulled her hard, and Yan Qionghua stuck to his body.
"Senior sister, don't! Even if I, Yan Lu, die, I won't let you be hurt at all! "
Yan Lu covered his chest, supported the ground with his hands, and tried to stand up.
"You bastards, let go of my senior sister!"
Yan Lu held the long sword, condensed his martial arts cultivation, and slashed towards the leader of the white mask.
"Interesting!"
"Such a small ant can still stand up after taking my sword!"
The leader of the white mask sneered, brandished his long sword, and gathered the internal power of the martial arts.
Hearing a bang, a tiger and wolf momentum blasted out from the fist of the white mask leader, and rushed straight towards Yan Lu.
"Poof!"
Yan Lu spat blood and flew upside down again, his ribs hitting the tree and breaking several pieces.
"Please, let him go, as long as you let him go, I will promise you whatever you do!"
Yan Qionghua cried and begged the white mask leader, and threw herself over and hugged the white mask leader.
"Beauty, this dog's life, I don't care, all I care about is you, ahahahahaha!"
The leader of the white mask grabbed Yan Qionghua's collar and used a trace of force, Yan Qionghua's beautiful shoulders as white as jade and her seductive collarbone were exposed, which was really enchanting!
"It smells so good!"
The leader of the white mask put his nose close to Yan Qionghua's chest and took a long breath, the taste was really more fragrant than spirits, purer than dry tea!
Just as the White Mask Leader leaned his nose over, Yan Qionghua waved his palm, and the martial arts internal force that had been condensed in his palm for a long time smashed towards the top of the White Mask Leader's head.
"Cheap woman, play yin for Lao Tzu, you are still tender!"
The leader of the white mask waved his palm, and slapped Yan Qionghua to the ground with one palm, which was really too fast.
Yan Qionghua didn't see how the white mask leader made a move at all, she felt a hot air on her face, and her whole body rolled on her side to the ground.
"I really don't know what to do, I gave you face, right? Lao Tzu has taken a fancy to you, which is a blessing for your eight lifetimes! "
Yan Qiong spat out the remaining blood in her mouth, endured the pain, and tried to swing her long sword to attack the leader of the white mask,
This time, it may be the last time to attack the White Mask Leader,
But for the sake of his senior sister, he is not afraid!
"I'm a white-faced ghost, I'm not afraid of you!"
"You want to bully my senior sister right under my nose, in the next life!"
Yan Qionghua's use of beauty tricks was fruitless, coupled with Yan Lu's abuse, which made the leader of the white mask completely furious, and the green scripture in his hand burst out, staring viciously at Yan Lu who fell to the ground on the side.
"Boy, your senior sister is very dishonest and has angered Lao Tzu!"
"It's annoying that you're here chirping and barking!"
After that, the leader of the white mask condensed his martial arts cultivation, and a compelling momentum was born, like a dragon and tiger.
The white robe behind him rose without wind, releasing an unbelievable momentum, and rushed straight towards Yan Lu.
Yan Qionghua covered her hot face, collapsed to the ground, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, she closed her eyes tightly, and did not dare to look directly at Yan Lu's blurred flesh and blood.
"Stop!"