"It's useless, I'm dying so soon!"

Ye Qing rescued Zheng Tianyuan just so that he could deal with Xiangye.

In his opinion, Zheng Tianyuan has the strength of the mid-stage of condensation, plus he is the son of the Zheng family, even if he is not Xiangye's opponent, but he has the strength to fight, and after they are both defeated, he will benefit again.

But I didn't expect that Zheng Tianyuan was so useless, or that he had too little experience in fighting with people, and he was killed by Xiangye in one face.

Of course, Xiang Ye's flying knife is really too weird, not only fast as the wind, but also tricky and ruthless, making people unguardable.

To be honest, even if he is unprepared, he may not be able to stop it.

Although he was a little disappointed in his heart, Ye Qing's movements were not slow at all, and with a flip of his wrist, a flame talisman appeared in his hand and threw it towards Zheng Tianyuan's corpse.

"Do you dare?" Seeing this, Xiang Ye's face changed greatly, and he roared angrily, swept a few feet, appeared in front of Zheng Tianyuan, and grabbed the flame talisman in the air.

He had been planning for so long, and it was not easy to attract Zheng Tianyuan and the others, of course, it was impossible to watch Zheng Tianyuan's body burned by the flame talisman, otherwise, all his efforts and calculations would be in vain.

"Slap ......" Xiang Ye's palm accurately grabbed the falling flame talisman and crushed it, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

However, at this moment, he saw a flash of knife light, clear as snow, sweeping towards his neck.

"Carving insect skills!"

Xiang Ye sneered disdainfully, his palms turned into claws, and his five fingers gradually became iron blue, like steel, glowing with a cold and gloomy luster, grabbing the knife in the air.

"The Iron Hand"

His iron-smelters, sharpened and tempered with iron sand all the year round, have long been completed, as strong as steel, comparable to ordinary swords and sharp blades, empty-handed white blades, as easy as a hand, and are the nemesis of all those who rely on swords and sharp weapons.

In Xiang Ye's opinion, Ye Qing's realm is low, and he relies on nothing more than a quick knife that he took by surprise, and the reason why he was able to kill the red dragon was completely because the red dragon was too careless.

The fast knife is weak, and Ye Qing's realm is low, so he can't break his iron smelting hand at all, so as long as he can take Ye Qing's knife, then the other party is like a toothless tiger, let him slaughter!

"Goo...... Mutter...... Goo ......"

But just as his fingers were about to grasp the long knife in the air, three toad chirps suddenly sounded in his ears, as big as a drum, resounding through the valley.

Xiang Ye's face changed greatly, he felt a little uneasy, and hurriedly withdrew his hand and retreated.

However, the long knife in the air suddenly trembled, and the speed increased again, slashing at his palm.

"Ah......h

In the sound of gold and iron, Xiang Ye screamed miserably, and his proud iron-smelting hand, like a rotten dead branch, was directly broken by the sword light, and his five fingers were broken at the root.

Then the long knife was inexhaustible, and went up, as if Xiangye's arm had been cut open, the skin and flesh parted to the sides, and blood splattered, revealing the white bones of Sensen.

"You're not a quenching Xiaocheng, you're in the late stage of condensation!" After Xiang Ye swept to the ground, he covered his arms and exclaimed, but every time he said a word, a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth, mixed with fragments of viscera.

Ye Qing's knife not only abolished one of his arms, but also the terrifying power contained in it directly shattered his internal organs.

But no matter how serious the injury was, it was difficult to hide the consternation and disbelief in his heart at this time!

In fact, Ye Qing had a fate and secret, he had already guessed it, otherwise that day in the Mountain God Palace, why would Fu Bo look at him differently and give him a bone!

And he didn't have this kind of treatment because he had a godly incense, so he guessed that Ye Qing should have some kind of secret.

The reason why he tried his best to keep Ye Qing entering here was to gather the number of people for the Immortal Fruit, and on the other hand, it was for the secret on his body.

He originally thought that Ye Qing's fate and secret was the quick sword, but he never expected that the other party was also a late-stage martial artist like him, and he was not in the empty realm, but had the exercises and strength that matched the realm!

But how is this possible?

Ye Qing was just a patrolman in Junshan Village, and he had made a special inquiry before, knowing that Ye Qing was from an ordinary background, his parents were dead, and he had practiced martial arts for less than a month, how could such a person be a martial artist in the late stage of Qi Condensation?

How can it be?

"Hehe, Xiang Ye's eyes are like torches, I am indeed not a quenching Xiaocheng!" Ye Qing was a little disappointed, the previous knife, he wanted to take it by surprise, relying on the triple fishing toad strength to kill Xiang Ye directly. But I didn't expect Xiangye's reaction to be so fast that he actually dodged it.

Fortunately, he also hit the other party hard, which is not too much of a loss!

"How is that possible?" said Xiang Ye's eyes were glazed, and he lost his soul.

Ye Qing asked rhetorically: "Why is it impossible, individuals have their own fate, just like you can find the Immortal Fruit, why can't I have the strength of the late stage of Qi Condensation?"

"Of course, your fate, I'm afraid you will have it today!"

"Longevity Fruit, do you also want to rob the old man's Longevity Fruit?" Xiangye, who was originally depressed, suddenly became hideous, and smiled maniacally: "Do you think you have won?"

Before the words fell, Xiang Ye suddenly made a move, and the three flying knives shot out in turn, in a straight line, but just as the flying knives approached Ye Qing, the two flying knives in the back accelerated sharply and hit the flying knives in front, and the speed of the flying knives was several times faster, hitting Ye Qing's heart.

The other two throwing knives changed their trajectory, one swept down and shot at his lower abdomen, and the other went around in a circle and swirled to shoot at the back of his neck.

"Meteor Chasing the Moon"

Although Ye Qing had been guarding against Xiang Ye's flying knife, the other party's flying knife was still beyond his expectations, and it was so weird.

The long knife in his hand flashed, turning into a piece of knife, protecting the whole body, blocking the three flying knives, and then a little under his feet, straight to Xiangye.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you.

On the other hand, Xiangye was not in a hurry, took out a gray-black gray incense with an ominous smell from his arms, and inserted it in the incense burner to light it.

"Hehe, Xiangye, it's useless for you to pray to God and worship Buddha now!" Although Ye Qing has never learned the light martial arts, but with his strong qi and blood, his speed is extremely fast, and he arrived in front of Xiangye in the blink of an eye.

"Five Tigers Broken Door Knife, Five Tigers Broken Soul"

However, just as his knife was about to fall on Xiang Ye, a thick wisp of smoke floated over, causing him to burst into tears, lack of qi, slow down, and lose the target in front of him.

"Whoosh ......"

Ye Qing heard a few wisps of breaking the air in his ears, and immediately retreated with his knife, rolling backwards with his short body, and at the moment of rolling, several flying knives almost brushed against his scalp, bringing up a few strands of hair.

"It's dangerous!"

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Ye Qing's forehead, if he hadn't reacted in time, those flying knives might have been inserted in his head by now.

The moment he dodged a few flying knives, Ye Qing's eyes also regained their clarity, his backward body stopped abruptly, his legs suddenly exerted force, and with a loud "bang", the soil exploded, and Ye Qing swept towards Xiang Ye again like an arrow from the string.

Ye Qing's figure was extremely fast, but the knife in his hand was faster, and in the blink of an eye, he almost arrived in front of Xiang Ye, and slashed down again.

But Xiang Ye's body was like a leaf, floating up gently, dodging Ye Qing's knife with a slight momentum, and a flying knife shot out of his sleeve, heading straight for Ye Qing's throat.

Ye Qing did the same, his head bent suddenly, because the force was too strong, the cervical vertebrae even made a soft "click" sound, dodging the flying knife that was close at hand, and the long knife in his hand slashed and swept sideways, like intercepting a river, and the movements were smooth and satisfactory, without any sense of stagnation.

However, at this moment, a wisp of smoke drifted into his nose, itching, Ye Qing couldn't help but sneeze, and the movements of his hands were a little slower.

A slow step is a slow step.

Xiang Ye naturally would not let go of this opportunity, as if his body did not have any weight, it stayed in the air without falling, drawing an arc in the air, like a crescent moon, appearing behind Ye Qing, and countless flying knives shot out.

The wind is like a shower, and the shower hits the plantain!

Ye Qing was shocked but not panicked, in fact, the moment he sneezed, he realized the danger, his legs were axes, his waist was like a big dragon, he twisted half a circle, and the long knife also slashed out horizontally, containing majestic strength, like a big dragon swinging its tail.

Under the knife, the wind and rain were cut, and a large piece of flying knives was directly knocked away, and the sound of clanging in the air was endless.

However, with a "click", a sharp pain suddenly came from his waist.

"Twisted waist?!" Ye Qing was stunned, he was a martial artist in the late stage of condensation and extremely strong physique, he actually twisted his waist, who would believe it?

It was this stunned moment, there were already a few more traces of blood on his body, but fortunately, most of the flying knives had been knocked away by him, so the injury was not serious, just some skin injuries.

"Is it because of that gray incense?" Ye Qing urged his blood qi to restore the sprained lumbar vertebrae, and looked at the burning gray incense in the incense burner with a solemn expression.

Smoke, sneezing, twisting the waist, these things seem to be accidents, but they are too coincidental!

Every time he had the upper hand and was about to hit Xiangye hard, but because of such an accident, he missed the opportunity, reversed the situation, and put himself in danger.

"It must be that incense!" Ye Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, without any hesitation, he went straight to that incense, if he didn't extinguish that incense, it would be very difficult to kill Xiangye.

But as soon as he stepped hard, he stepped on a round stone, and his body staggered, Ye Qing just stabilized his body, but he might as well be tripped over a piece of grass, and fell to the sky with a "poof".

At the same time, dozens of flying knives fell from the sky and shot at Ye Qing, who fell to the ground.

Ye Qing was helpless, rolled on the spot, dodging most of the flying knives, but there were still several shots in his arms, legs and other places, and blood flowed everywhere.

What's even more outrageous is that when he rolled, his head hit directly on one stone after another, yes, not one, but countless pieces, and he was full of bags and his eyes were full of gold stars.

"Haha...... How about it, the old man's bad luck fragrance tastes good!" Seeing Ye Qing's embarrassed appearance, Xiang Ye couldn't help laughing.

"Bad luck?" Ye Qing frowned.

Xiang Ye laughed: "Yes, it is the bad luck incense, the old man's bad luck incense, which can make you drink cold water and stuff your teeth, sleep and have nightmares, walk with bad feet, bad luck continues, and everything is not going well." ”

"Well, it tastes good!"