"It's a solution, but unfortunately, the price is too great!"

Ye Qing shook his head, killing the Yin Wind Thief again and again, although it could wear out its power and kill it completely, but it was the most inferior method, doing so was not only laborious and laborious, but there would even be casualties, it could be said that it would hurt the enemy by a thousand, and the self-damage would be by eight hundred.

Sure enough, after several rushes, although Yan Feng and the others defeated the Yin Wind Thieves' charges again and again, they were also injured, and several guards were injured by the Yin Wind Thieves because of the huge loss of true qi and lack of energy, so they had to withdraw from the battle.

Although the Yin Wind Thieves are also getting weaker and weaker, their numbers have not decreased, and under the advantages of one another, Yan Feng and the others are gradually falling behind, and they are in danger!

"Forget it, help them!" Ye Qing raised his eyebrows and smiled, his figure swayed slightly, like a wisp of green smoke, and disappeared.

In the gloomy and bleak woods, a figure suddenly appeared, it was Ye Qing.

In the clearing in the middle of the woods, the wind howled angrily, constantly spinning, like a huge storm whirlpool, and in the center of the whirlpool, there was a vague figure!

"That's right, it's here!"

Ye Qing glanced at the storm whirlpool, and without the slightest hesitation, he walked inside, and as soon as the furious Yin Knife Wind Blade approached, it was crushed by a faint blood light.

The sky is full of storms, and it looks like nothing!

"Roaring ......"

As soon as he stepped into the center of the whirlpool, a white bone spear suddenly appeared and stabbed at Ye Qing's head.

The spear appeared silently, but Ye Qing seemed to have realized it, his head was slightly off, and the spear swept across his cheek by a millimeter.

Immediately after, Ye Qing took a step forward, his fingers like thunder, and slammed on the white bone spear.

"Bang ......"

In the next moment, the entire white bone spear shattered inch by inch as if it had been hit hard.

But the moment the white bone spear shattered, countless spears condensed by the yin wind broke through the air.

Ye Qing was not afraid at all, and with a punch, the blood shadow true qi exploded, turning into a red light in the sky, and wherever he passed, the spear in the sky was directly shattered.

As the spear shattered and the yin wind dissipated, a tall, burly yin wind thief appeared in front of Ye Qing.

Compared with the previous Yin Wind Thief, the Yin Wind Thief in front of him was taller and more fierce, the body condensed by the Yin Wind was like a substance, wearing armor, holding a spear, and in the skull-like head, two soul fires the size of fists were burning, revealing endless coldness and madness.

"Yin Wind Thief Leader, very good, as long as I kill you, all the problems will be solved!" In Ye Qing's mind, the method of eliminating the Yin Wind Thief in "Twelve Incense Spirits" naturally came to mind.

Killing the Yin Wind Thief again and again, wearing out its soul fire and power, although it can completely kill the Yin Wind Thief, it is the stupidest method. According to the book: thieves have kings, bandits have leaders, Yin Wind Thieves also have their leaders, Yin Wind Thieves Leader, is the strongest of the Yin Wind Thieves, using soul fire, control all Yin Wind Thieves, the so-called thief first capture the king, as long as you kill the leader of the Yin Wind Thieves, the Yin Wind Thieves will destroy themselves without a fight.

Of course, only the leader of the Yin Wind Thieves will give birth to soul fire, and his soul fire is one of the main materials for making bad luck incense. As for the soul fire of the other Yin Wind Thieves, it is only a means for the Yin Wind Thieves to be divided by the leader of the Yin Wind Thieves and used to control the Yin Wind Bandits, so there is no soul fire in their essence.

This is also one of the main purposes of Ye Qing's visit.

The materials for making bad luck incense, how can you miss it?

"Roaring ......"

When the leader of the Yin Wind Thieves saw Ye Qing, he raised his head to the sky and roared, and smashed his fist at Ye Qing.

As the fist fell, the surrounding yin wind and rivers returned, converging on the fist, and between the punches, it was a long river of yin wind, and it was mighty.

"Goo......

Ye Qing did not dodge or dodge, his chest and abdomen rose and shrank, and he pressed his palm, and in the sound of the toad, a blood-colored toad appeared in the air, and the toad was lifelike, lying on the ground and singing, and the sound shook the four fields.

The next moment, the Yin Wind collided with the Scarlet Toad, and the Yin Wind shattered in an instant, like a fragile piece of paper, and the Scarlet Toad was inexhaustible, crashing into the body of the leader of the Yin Wind Thieves.

The body of the leader of the Yin Wind Thieves also exploded in an instant, turning into an invisible Yin Wind.

"The instantaneous explosive power of the Toad Fishing Force, coupled with the control of the True Qi of the Blood Shadow Divine Skill, is really good!" Ye Qing squinted and smiled, and immediately at the moment when the body of the Yin Wind Thief Leader condensed, countless delicate blood shadows appeared out of thin air, like a fishing net, tightly entangled the Yin Wind Thief Leader.

The leader of the Yin Wind Bandits roared and roared incessantly, but he was never able to break free from the shackles of the seemingly weak blood shadow, and remained in place.

Ye Qing took out a porcelain bottle and reached out to the head of the leader of the Yin Wind Thieves, the leader of the Yin Wind Thieves seemed to feel the threat of death, roaring and struggling silently, and the surrounding Yin Wind also became chaotic in an instant, like a tide, all rushing towards Ye Qing.

But Ye Qing didn't care, his palm suddenly accelerated, and pressed directly on the head of the leader of the Yin Wind Thieves, his strength vomited slightly, and his head exploded directly, and at the moment when the head exploded, Ye Qing turned his palm into a claw, and the wisps of blood as slender as hair swayed in his hand, restraining two wisps of dark green soul fire, and pulled out.

As the soul fire was withdrawn, the leader of the Yin Wind Thieves, who had been struggling endlessly, gradually stopped struggling, and at the moment when the soul fire was completely withdrawn, it directly collapsed, and dissipated together, as well as the Yin Wind whistling in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, calm was restored in the woods, as if nothing had happened.

For the surrounding situation, Ye Qing was not surprised, the soul fire was the source of the Yin Wind Thief Leader's life, if the soul fire was not extinguished, the Yin Wind Thief Leader would not die, but once his soul fire was extinguished, the Yin Wind Thief Leader would naturally be annihilated immediately.

"Very peculiar energy!" After playing with the soul fire in his hand, Ye Qing put the soul fire into the porcelain bottle, sealed it, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Go back!"

......

On the official road, Yan Feng, who was scarred and exhausted, looked at the Yin Wind Thieves who dissipated together, his eyes widened, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while.

"Brother Yan, what's going on?" said one of the guards, wiping the blood from his face, stunned.

"You ask me, who am I going to ask?" Yan Feng came back to his senses, glanced at the other party, and muttered, "Maybe you're afraid of us!"

Just, is it possible?

"Yan Feng, what's the situation?" the carriage curtain was raised, and a man about half a hundred years old and dressed in scholar's clothes leaned out and asked.

The man was clear and thin, but he was majestic and square, with an indescribable majesty, even after the previous life and death crisis, he was still calm and calm, and he was not alarmed.

"Master, it's okay!" Yan Feng rushed over, hugged his fists, hesitated for a moment, and added, "For some reason, the Yin Wind Thieves suddenly all dissipated!"

The man thought for a moment and said slowly: "Don't think about it, there are countless bizarre things in this world, and it's useless to think about it." Since it's okay, let's go, the day after tomorrow at the latest, we will rush to Anyang County!"

"Yes!" Yan Feng clenched his fists, although everyone was injured, but they were not seriously injured, and after a little rest, he set off again.

Before leaving, Yan Feng glanced behind him, but he didn't see the figure of the young man and the strange combination, his eyes darkened: "Maybe it's dead, alas!"

The situation was critical just now, they only cared about dealing with the Yin Wind Thief, and they didn't care about the young man behind them, it is estimated that the other party has been killed by the Yin Wind Thief!

"Alas, let's go!"

Yan Feng sighed and waved his hand to set off again.

It's just that he has just walked a little way, and suddenly there is a sound of "da-da" behind him, not far or near, the sound is crisp and pleasant, Yan Feng subconsciously looked back, and saw a young man sitting on the back of a donkey, holding a book, reading with relish, and on the head of the donkey, there was still a strange frog squatting.

Weird teenagers, weird frogs, weird combinations!

"He's not dead?!" Yan Feng was stunned, and was stunned for a moment!

As if feeling his gaze, the young man on the donkey looked up at him and smiled slightly, nodded, and lowered his head again to immerse himself in the book in his hand.

"Could it be that the other party is a master?" Yan Feng nodded stiffly and returned the salute, and his thoughts were full of thoughts: "It shouldn't be, where is there such a young master?"

"The other party should just be lucky and escaped!"

It should be!

......

"Set up camp here tonight!"

As the sun set and the sky was dark, Yan Feng and the others stopped in a clearing near the stream.

Then they set up camp and prepared campfires, tents, and food, and in a short time the smell of food was heard.

The warm bonfire and the smell of food made everyone who had been on the road for a day and experienced life and death struggles not help but relax.

"Yang Guan, go and deliver a bowl of broth to that young man!" After cooking the broth, Yan Feng turned his head to look at the young man who was sitting on a stone on the periphery of the camp, and by the light of the fire, the young man who was reading a book carefully instructed a young man in his twenties on the side.

"Give it to him, why?" Yang Guan snatched a piece of meat from a companion's hand and stuffed it into his mouth, muttering.

"Walking all the way can be regarded as fate. Also, if you want to go, you can go, don't be full of resentment!"

Yan Fengmo's eyebrows furrowed, his expression was serious, and when he saw Yang Guan reluctantly scooping the broth slowly and leisurely, but deliberately put a few more pieces of meat into the bowl, he couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "Stinky boy, you have to hurry up, it's too late to come back, but there will be no meat to eat!"

"That's right!" Yang Guan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly ran towards Ye Qing with a bowl, and before leaving, he didn't forget to stuff two pieces of meat into his mouth, and muttered: "Brothers, I cooked this broth, forget my mother if you don't have milk, leave some for me!"

"!"

Behind him, there was a burst of laughter, the sound of bamboo chopsticks colliding, and fighting for pieces of meat.

Yang Guan held the bowl and ran fast, but the soup in his hand was as steady as Mount Tai, and not a drop was spilled, and he soon arrived at Ye Qing's fire.

"Oh, little brother, this is the broth that Brother Yan asked me to give you!" Yang Guan stretched out his hand and handed the bowl to Ye Qing, and said in a brisk tone: "The night is cold and dewy, drink a bowl of hot soup to warm your body." ”

"Thank you!" Ye Qing didn't shirk, took it with a smile, handed it to his mouth, blew it, took a sip and said, "The soup is fresh and delicious, it's delicious, thank you!"

"Little brother, good vision!" Hearing Ye Qing's praise, Yang Guan's only little resentment dissipated: "This is what I boiled, ancestral craftsmanship, many people want to drink it but can't drink it?"

"By the way, my name is Yang Guan, little brother, what's your name, where are you going, how are you alone?"