"I can't do it!"

Looking at Zilong who rushed over, Qing Bingzhi raised his hand and waved, setting off a terrifying wave of source qi, and knocked Zilong in a charging state far away.

However, the next moment when Zilong fell to the ground, he quickly stood up again, and without even waiting to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, he was wrapped in energy again, and rushed towards Qing Bingzhi at full speed.

Zilong took out the Wind Chasing Dance while running, attached the source qi to the sword, jumped up with heavy feet, threw it in the air, and threw the Wind Chasing Dance at Qing Bingzhi.

Looking at the sword that flew towards him quickly, Qing Bingzhi smiled disdainfully, and easily dodged sideways.

"If you don't succeed in the battle, you lose your weapon first, stupid!"

"Don't!" the girl shouted.

Ran Qing Bingzhi ignored it completely, waved his sleeves again, and used the same simple move to knock Zilong into the air, but this time, he shot more ruthlessly.

The girl frantically ran to Zilong's fall to the ground, checking Zilong's condition.

At this time, Zilong's clothes were torn and covered in wounds, and the girl was distressed and cried again.

Seeing that Zilong wanted to stand up again, the girl stopped:

"You can't beat him, don't get up again. ”

Zilong stretched out his hand to help the girl wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and smiled bitterly:

"Whoever makes you cry, I want someone's life!"

In just eight words, the girl's tear glands gushed out, remembered in her heart, although they didn't get along for a long time, but the girl felt the care and love she had never felt from Zilong......

Zilong endured the pain all over his body and stood up again.

"Don't you want to die, this is Qing Bingzhi, a real emperor!" the ghost said, trying to dissuade him.

"Ghost, if one day you are bullied, no matter whether the other party draws a tiger or a wolf, I will desperately pull out their dog teeth. ”

Zilong's words made the ghost choke for a moment, unable to speak......

Seeing that Zhao Zilong was able to stand up again, his sharp eyes locked on him tightly, as if looking at his prey, Qing Bingzhi was moved.

As a seventh-order emperor, Qing Bingzhi has the emperor realm, and in front of his emperor realm, ordinary low-level cultivators are only willing even if they don't tremble, and he can't see any fear in Zilong's eyes, obviously he is a hunter, but he is stared at like this by the prey, which makes him very uncomfortable.

I saw Zilong's hands come out together, and the suction of the ghost handprint sucked up the stones on the ground nearby, and the stones were suspended around Qing Bingzhi and were about to move, but he still looked indifferent.

The gap between them was like a cloud of mud, and for Qing Bingzhi, it was a fantasy for a low-level monk in the middle of the fourth order to hurt him.

Suddenly, Zilong moved, and the palm wind extinguished the bonfire on the ground, and at the moment when the fire disappeared, he rushed towards Qing Bingzhi again.

"Hmph, all your actions are under the control of my divine sense, do you think that the battle between the strong is still so dependent on the eyes like you low-level cultivators?"

In the darkness that the moonlight could hardly reach, Zilong's ghost handprint and Mochizuki's palm came out together, and the suction and elasticity of the ghost handprint and Mochizuki's palm alternately cooperated, controlling the surrounding large and small stones to crash into Qing Bingzhi at a rapid pace.

Qing Bingzhi didn't move at all, and he didn't even have a source qi to protect his body, just the great power of the emperor's realm, so that the stones turned into powder before he got close to him, and disappeared.

"You can't figure out the gap between us, everything you do in the dark is under my control......"

However, at the moment when Qing Bingzhi's words fell, a huge sense of crisis struck, and the "stones" that should have been turned into powder actually broke through the power of his emperor, the moonlight was cold, and the sword light came, from the rear of Qing Bingzhi, whistling like a streamer dancing in the wind!

Qing Bingzhi dodged sideways in a panic, but the sharp blade had already slashed across the left side of his face, leaving an inch-long blood mark......

The coldness of the sword and the sting of blood made Qing Bingzhi unbelievable that he was a dignified emperor who was actually injured by a little baby in the middle of the fourth order.

At the moment when the Wind Chasing Dance crossed Qing Bingzhi's left face, Zilong also burst into anger, and at the same time as taking the Wind Chasing Dance, he slashed horizontally in the air and went straight to Qing Bingzhi's head.

However, this time, Qing Bingzhi will not give Zilong any more chance, the emperor was angry, the ground shook, Zilong and the wind and the wind were crushed by the source qi on Qing Bingzhi's body, and they were directly knocked to the ground, and they were pressed to the ground by the power of the emperor, unable to move.

"Do you really think I wouldn't dare kill you?"

Qing Bingzhi's tone was low, and he looked coldly at Zhao Zilong who was still breathing on the ground.

The legend of the Central Plains, the contemporary head of the Qing family, this time, was really angry and was cut in the face by a little baby in the middle of the fourth order, which was a great shame for Qing Bingzhi.

Qing Bingzhi recalled the whole thing, this little ghost deliberately extinguished the bonfire, and then used stones to confuse the public, all the seemingly futile actions were to divert my attention, making me even more contemptuous and careless, and the long sword that he threw behind me before was the real killing move! What a powerful little ghost, if this Zhao Zilong's cultivation was a sixth-order sage, just now, he might really be planted...... Seeking life among the Jedi, this tenacity and courage is beyond the reach of Ang'er, and it is a scourge for this little ghost to keep...... Qing Bingzhi moved with murderous intent.

"Don't, father, let him go, I'll go back with you!" the girl shouted hoarsely as she stood in front of Zilong.

The girl's voice calmed Qing Bingzhi's killing intent, Qing Bingzhi calmed down, now is not the time to kill this kid, before that thing is ready, this Zhao Zilong, he really can't touch it, not to mention that he alarmed the Zhao family in advance, it is the anger of the old men of the ghost gate, he can't resist it, a year's hard work, forgive him and he can't turn over any flowers, since the life and death contract has been signed, this Zhao Zilong, it's better to leave it to Ang'er to deal with...... But seeing his daughter protecting Zhao Zilong like this, Qing Bingzhi couldn't wait to strangle this stinky boy immediately......

"She called Qing Bingzhi's father, then she is ......" Zilong was pressed to the ground tightly by the emperor's might, and muttered softly.

"Little ghost, for the sake of my daughter's face, today I will let you go, you give me a good life, and after a year, Ang'er will kill you in front of everyone in the Central Plains!"

"Heh, remember what I said, one day, I will split Yunwang Mountain, and, your precious son, if he dares to come, I will unload his arm......" Zilong stood up for the third time, carrying the power of the emperor, letting the bones bleed, and he was not timid.

"You!"

Qing Bingzhi gritted his teeth with hatred, but he couldn't do anything about Zilong, he put away the emperor's might, he was really afraid that this little ghost would be crushed by his emperor's power in the next moment.

"Xiao'er, come with me!" Qing Bingzhi shouted at the girl.

"Give me a quarter of an hour, and then I'll go back with you." The girl pleaded.

"Half an hour!I'll wait for you in front!" After that, Qing Bingzhi disappeared into the night without looking back, out of sight and out of mind, he was afraid that if he looked at Zhao Zilong again, he would really can't help but kill him!

"Why are you so stubborn...... Looking at Zilong's wounded and fragmented body, the girl was so distressed that she choked.

"The people of the Zhao clan, their heads are broken and bleeding, and they would rather bend than bend!"

"What about your two pots of Huitian water, take them out quickly. ”

"It's gone...... It's all for my friends......"

"Why are you so stupid......"

The girl put her hand on Zilong's chest, the Qing clan pattern on her forehead reappeared, the golden light gathered on the girl's fingertips, and the healing power poured into Zilong's body, repairing Zilong's body little by little......

"This is the legendary bloodline...... The strongest bloodline of the Qing clan......" Feeling that his body was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, Zilong opened his mouth and muttered.

"If you had known that I was from the Qing family, would you still be so good to me?" the girl asked in a low voice.

"You are you, the Qing family is the Qing family, if you come again, I will invite you to eat and drink...... And will give his life to save you...... When I see someone bullying you, even if that person is your father, I will never spare him......"

The girl's tears burst the embankment, and the last line of defense in her heart was also broken, she hugged Zilong tightly, and whispered her name in Zilong's ear.

"Qing Ren, my name is Qing Ren, Zilong, remember me ......"

"Renren, Qingrenren, what a nice name...... Ren, the things of the secret realm ......"

Without waiting for Zilong to finish speaking, the girl put her finger against Zilong's lips:

"It's a secret for both of us, and I promise I won't tell anyone about it. ”

"Zilong, a year later, in the Sishen Temple in the east of the White Emperor City, I will find a way to help you remove the life and death talisman from your body, and you take me away!"

With that, the girl got up, kissed Zilong lightly on the forehead, and then walked away shyly...... The forest breeze lingered, the moonlight was gentle, the girl's cheeks were slightly red, and she disappeared into the charming night......

"Renxiao, you are the same as your name, and you are in the city...... Zilong got up, his eyes looked at the place where the girl disappeared, and he didn't move away for a long time.

"The world's bloodline is the best bloodline that can purify everything, it is a rare heaven-level high-level bloodline of the Qing family in five hundred years, and the healing power is only one of the most ordinary abilities, and it is so powerful!"

Seeing that Zilong was able to stand up so quickly, the ghost did not hesitate to praise, such a serious injury, even if Zilong has the blood of the dragon clan, it is estimated that it will take half a day of recuperation at the earliest to be able to move normally, and now Zilong can move normally in a moment, and the bloodline of the world is indeed worthy of its reputation.

"After a year, maybe she can really help you eliminate the life and death talisman in your body, and then the so-called life and death contract will have no restrictions on you. The ghost analyzed.

"I have my own responsibilities...... Whether it's for the Zhao family or myself, I will definitely not lose the covenant of White Emperor City in a year!"

With that, Zilong turned around and walked back towards the cave where Wang Wucao was entering.

"Well, let it go, I trust you!" the ghost encouraged.

Zilong: "Ghost, you still have it back to Tianshui, get me some, this leg still hurts......"

In this battle, Zilong used up all the medicinal power of the Huitian Water he drank before, although Renxiao's treatment allowed Zilong to barely move, but Zilong is now sore all over his body, his steps are vain, and he can't lift a mouthful of Origin True Qi.

Ghost: "You really don't have anything left!"

Zilong: "What are you lying about, I thought that you dug up the Huitiancao and the Boundless Soil back, so I gave the two pots of Huitianshui to Wang Wu and them." ”

Ghost: "...... Something went wrong, I just finished placing the Boundless Loach in the space of the Black Ring, and I prepared a new water source for the Boundless Earth and Hui Tiancao, and it is estimated that it will take at least ......a month to nurture ordinary water into Hui Tianshui."

Zilong: "......?"

"Why don't you chew a Huitiancao first?" said the ghost, handing out a Huitiancao from the Black Ring.

Looking at the Huitiancao in his hand, Zilong hesitated for a while, and then chewed it directly, thinking that there are more than fifty strains in the ghost anyway, and it doesn't hurt to have less of this one. I just don't know if the old man Gongsun knew that he had ruined back to Amakusa like this, he would beat himself to death.