Ye Qing moved his wrist and smiled evilly: "If you punch it, if you die, you will be Yun Yan, and if you don't die, you will be a pothos!"

Everyone: "......"

This idea, as good as it sounds, is simple, crude, and effective, and anyone will reveal their truest side at a life-and-death crisis, whether it is good or bad, true or false!

But it's good to guess correctly, but it's a living human life!

What's more, this human life is not ordinary, how to make it?

This kind of idea, you can think of it, are you the devil?

However, at this moment, Ye Qing had already handed out a punch.

"No joy, no joy!"

"Don't ......"

Everyone was startled and wanted to stop it, but as soon as the qi machine moved, they felt a heat hit their hearts, the qi and blood were boiling, surging and boiling, wisps of dark red flames oozed from the pores of the skin, and the mist on the body was trickling.

At the same time, the soul of the spiritual platform also seemed to be burning, and the soul was swaying, dark, and in severe pain.

Everyone held their heads, their eyes blank, and they couldn't help but freeze in place.

Only Ling Jianqiu let out a long roar, flicked his sword like a dragon's groan, endured the burning pain in his body, his face turned red, and stabbed Ye Qing with a sword.

The sword light is cold, the sword aura is cold, and the sword aura is cold in the hall, like a cold autumn.

A sword is cold in autumn, and the autumn water is lonely for a long time!

As soon as Ling Jianqiu made a move, it was a trick to press the bottom of the box, and he didn't leave any hands.

He knew that Ye Qing had already refined, and if he didn't make a move with all his strength, he couldn't stop the other party at all.

Even so, the light of his Senhan sword, in the process of falling, gradually dyed wisps of dark red, even the long sword turned red, the cold turned into heat, and the cold of autumn turned into hot summer.

The sword intent is not there, the sword momentum naturally does not exist, and it is annihilated inch by inch, leaving only the fierceness and scorching heat.

Ling Jianqiu's face turned red, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of hot blood, his face full of horror.

Just the strength of the fist left him seriously injured, if Ye Qingzhen shot at him, he might not even be able to block a punch!

He can't stop it, let alone Yun Yan, who is weak and sickly and doesn't know martial arts!

Obviously, with this punch, Ye Qing really made a killing move!

"No joy, stop ......"

Ling Jianqiu snorted, but there was nothing he could do, he could only watch Ye Qing punch Yun Yan on the side.

"No......" Ling Jianqiu closed his eyes in pain, as if he had seen Yun Yan turn into ashes and disappear with the wind.

"Hehe, Wuhuan, I didn't expect you to be cruel to your sister!"

However, just as Ye Qing's fist was about to land on Yun Yan, two pothos vines came out of the ground, swept Yun Yan backwards.

On the vines, Yun Yanjiao laughed, but instead of the gentle and soft before, it revealed a charm, laziness and evil charm.

Ye Qing raised his eyebrows lightly, as if he had expected such a situation a long time ago, and he was not surprised at all, and said with a smile: "For Sister Yun Yan, I am naturally reluctant!"

"But it's different with pothos!"

"Giggle...... That's not right, Yun Yan is me, Pothos, it's me!" Lu Luo smiled.

Accompanied by giggles, thumb-thick pothos vines grew out of the ground, walls, roofs, yards, and other places.

At the same time, white, fragrant pothos flowers bloom on the vines.

In the blink of an eye, the entire Jing'an Division seemed to have become a pothos kingdom, white and pure, and full of fragrant fragrance.

"Yun Yan is Yun Yan, but pothos is not Yun Yan, since Yun Yan became a pothos, there is no Yun Yan in this world!"

Ye Qing took two steps horizontally, although there were only two steps, but it was like a heavenly river rushing, rolling endlessly, like heaven and earth, and a punch was blasted out.

"Whirring ......"

A fist fell, the foehn whistled, gushing out, magnificent, the void was steaming like boiling, like burning, the mist was fierce, as if a piece of Daze, was boiled alive by a punch.

Qianqiu weather, just one punch.

"Cloud Steaming Osawa Style"

As the punch fell, everyone in the Jing'an Division felt a burst of heat, and their whole bodies were burning, and the dense pothos vines and pothos flowers were lit with dark red flames.

If you look closely, you can see that all of these dark red flames are burning from the inside of the vines.

Under the fierce foehn wind, all the vines and pothos flowers in Jing'an Division were burned, and no armor remained.

He had seen the power of pothos vines and pothos flowers with his own eyes, and he still had lingering palpitations.

Of course, that was before, and now he's terrible.

Not to mention that he has mastered the foehn wind, which has the effect of restraining pothos pollen, and in terms of physique alone, it is also different from before, and now even if he stands here, let the vines and pollen attack him, it will not be able to pierce his skin membrane.

Thick-skinned people are so willful!

However, he is not afraid, it does not mean that others are not afraid, if it really grows like this from vines and pothos flowers, all the people of Jing'an Division will be spared.

That's why he used the "Cloud Steaming Oze Style" to burn all the vines and flowers with one punch.

Of course, he also wanted to try the power of the "Cloud Steaming Daze Style", and the result was naturally very satisfied.

"Foehn Wind, I didn't expect you to use Foehn Wind to refine Gang Qi, no wonder you can survive in the Valley of Fire Wind!"

The pothos fell to the ground, and the smile on his face turned into a burst of solemnity and surprise, and a hint of abruptness.

"Yun Yan, I didn't expect you to be really a pothos!" It was only at this time that the others came back to their senses and looked at Yun Yan with a face full of disbelief.

"That's right, I'm Luluo!" disappointed your uncles and uncles!" Yun Yan or Luluo smiled, seemingly apologizing, but not half of the guilt.

"Why?" At this time, Ling Jianqiu, who had been silent, asked, his tone was calm, but anyone could hear the incomprehension and anger behind the calm.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings!

Lu Luo looked up at Ling Jianqiu, still with a soft smile on her face: "Why? Isn't this exactly what you are looking forward to, father-in-law?"

"Father-in-law, haven't you been looking forward to Yun Yan being able to practice martial arts to strengthen her body since she was a child, to be able to make contributions like a man, and to be famous all over the world?"

"Yun Yan has done it, and it is even better than your father-in-law, and even more powerful, the blue is better than the blue!

"My expectation is, I hope that you can practice martial arts, make meritorious contributions, and be famous in the world, but all the premise is that you are a person, you can shelter the weak, you can speak up for the good, you can fight for the innocent in the world, and you can open the ......peace for all the people."

"Even if you can't practice martial arts, I hope you can uphold benevolence, be benevolent, harmless to others in your life, and be safe and happy in your life!"

Ling Jianqiu's eyes were full of sadness: "But look at you, what have you become?

"I have become a monster! I want to destroy Anyang City, and I want to kill tens of thousands of people in Anyang!"

"Ask yourself, are you doing it for yourself, or for me?"

"Hee-hee...... You've seen it by your father-in-law!" The pothos put her hands behind her back, twisted and smiled, and was charming.

"I remember that I was picked up from the snow by my stepfather eighteen years ago, and that my parents were killed by a group of strange hunters passing by, and I escaped by hiding behind my parents' corpses. ”

"I remember hiding behind my mother's body for a day and a night, and I didn't dare to shout, scream, cry, or move, for fear that if I made a noise, I would be slaughtered like an animal. ”

"For a day and a night, all I could do was the ice, the cold wind, the darkness, and the corpses of my parents. At that time, I thought, we are all human, why should we be so cruel? Even the weirdness in this wilderness is not as good! Therefore, since I was a child, I wanted to become stronger, and I would rather be a ghost in troubled times than a pig and dog in the human world. ”

The green pothos looked far away, as if she had passed through thousands of mountains and rivers, and saw her helpless and poor parents and herself at that time.

"It's a pity that because I stayed in the ice and snow and cold wind for too long, the cold air entered my body, and my body was too weak to practice martial arts, which made me disappointed for a while. ”

"Fortunately, there is no way to be endless!" "When I was desperate, I accidentally saw a way to summon the ghost lord in a book, saying that it could grant any wish. I gave it a try with the mentality of giving it a try, but I didn't expect it to be successful. ”

"The ghost lord has given me a strange bloodline, given me a cultivation method, and made me extremely powerful, I like this feeling. As for being a monster or being a man, it makes no difference to me, and sometimes, people are even more cruel than monsters, more terrifying than monsters, there is no difference between the two. ”

"There are only strong and weak, some are only high and low, and some are only life and death!"

"Okay, what a strong and weak, superior and life and death!" Ling Jianqiu's eyes were as cold as frost, he lifted the long sword upside down, swept out in one step, the long sword reversed, and the sword qi poured like a river in an instant, and the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked.

"I'm going to kill you, and I'm going to divide your strength and weakness, as well as life and death!"

However, before the sword qi fell, I saw the green pothos smile lightly, stretched out his hand, and two vines suddenly came out of the ground, hitting the sword qi pouring down, the sword qi shattered, and then the two vines were inexhaustible, like whips, and slammed on Ling Jianqiu's body, and Ling Jianqiu flew out like a piece of paper.

But when he was about to hit the wall, Ye Qing took a step across, appeared behind Ling Jianqiu, stretched out his hand and turned around, drained the strength on his body, and gently put it down.

"Chief, this kind of thing that divides strength and weakness, as well as life and death, let me come!"

Ye Qing looked at the green pothos and said with a smile: "After all, between the two of us, there is still a big account of life and death to be settled!"

"Indeed!" Pothos stroked the green silk in front of her forehead, crossed her legs, sat lazily on a vine, and waved her hand: "Get out of the way, if you hurt your uncles and uncles by mistake, your niece will also be very distressed!"

"Here, take my punch!"

Ye Qing didn't bother to talk nonsense, his spine was like a dragon, and he punched out, still in the cloud steaming Daze style.

The foehn wind is fierce, and the dark red is spreading, like a banner swaggering!

"The fist technique of refining the Gang Realm? Wuhuan, you really impressed my sister!"

Feeling the scorching foehn in the air, the pothos laughed coquettishly, and a vine swept backwards with the pothos, while the ground cracked, drilling out countless pothos vines, layered and intertwined, like a wall, blocking in front of him.

Huo Ke wood, Ye Qing's foehn is undoubtedly the nemesis of the pothos vine.

The foehn spread, and with a "boom", layers of vines instantly burned with dark red flames, and then were swept up by the fist energy, sweeping towards the retreating pothos like a flaming dragon.

"Pothos, last time you chased me, this time I chased you, how, it tastes good!"

Ye Qing's qi is endless, the cloud steaming Daze pile method is inexhaustible, and the fist is not extinguished, but the momentum is even better.

The clouds are steaming, and the air shakes the sky.