Changqing, who left the pomegranate house, slipped from the eaves, and then walked slowly forward against the alley, at this time, people kept running out of the two floors, but they were all tacitly far away from the place of right and wrong, and the soles of their feet were oiled and ran very fast.

Perennial mixed with this kind of mixed fish, this ability is still there.

At this time, Changqing was not far from the two of them, and he estimated it, and it was only about ten steps away, Changqing tried his best to restrain his breath, according to Yingyue's statement, now his breathing is weak, and the qi machine is sluggish, unless he is deliberately concentrating and exploring, it is extremely difficult to find the existence of Changqing, so Yingyue is a little envious, saying that his body is a natural assassin, if he doesn't have to be in such a place, it is a violent thing, Changqing naturally scoffed, saying that she wanted to make herself contribute, and said that she wanted to make herself do her best, and said that what you eat is tasteless, and your heart doesn't beat for half a day, for fear that you will fall asleep and your breathing will really stop, and you don't know how you will do it all day long, In case his body is lowered, Yingyue thinks that his current state is between life and death, which is similar to the Taoist method of turtle sucking, and also like the dry sitting of Buddhism, but Changqing always feels that Yingyue is bluffing herself, just to pull him to finish this vote, she Yingyue will make a steady profit, Changqing is naturally the one who contributed in vain, and if she can't do it, she will confess her life.

At this time, he lightly put his hand on the sword of the thorn dragon, and the moonlight fell on his face, making him already pale, and a little more chill, did he come back from the dead, it seems that it is not exactly, Changqing himself does not know that his current self is still the same person as himself named Li Changchun, and what he is doing now, not to mention that Du Qingsong was the first to not believe it, and he didn't believe it even more when he died, at that time, he just wanted to walk the rivers and lakes with his sister and be a fairy couple, and when the time came, he would be called "Condor Heroes" , Du Qingsong once asked, who is the eagle, Changqing said that whoever asks is.

It's just that now the wound on the chest looks like it has scabbed, and the pain doesn't hurt anymore, but in my heart, some things are really more torturous than physical injuries.

Changqing looked up at the street that was already empty, not far away, Yingyue and Liu Hubao slapped again, Yingyue was obviously invincible, took two steps back, and the qi was disordered for a while, speaking of cultivation, Liu Hubao has been firmly in the second grade of the word, Yingyue is the first to enter the realm of the word, and has not yet stood firm in the third grade of the word, naturally whether it is the vision or the understanding of the realm, it is no different from Liu Hubao, if it is not for Changqing's strategy to respond to Yingyue and send him to death, at present, Yingyue is really better at sneak attack and assassination, and he will flee if he fails to strike, and this Liu Hubao is obviously better at fighting to the death, perhaps it is the spirit he has cultivated on the battlefield, which is very terrifying, people in the rivers and lakes lack this kind of spirit to fight with people, perhaps only a meat grinder like the army can give birth to the word spirit that far exceeds that of ordinary people in the rivers and lakes. Liu Hubao can still use the posture of a lion fighting a rabbit in the face of assassins whose realm is lower than himself, which is the fundamental reason why Yingyue continues to fall into disadvantage.

But obviously Yingyue also played hatred, Changqing doesn't know where this hatred comes from, now Yingyue is fighting to the death and does not retreat, I am afraid it is a hatred support, I saw that Yingyue with disordered qi pressure injury, in an instant, it was close to Liu Hubao again, and flexibly dodged Liu Hubao's palm, and then put his hands on Liu Hubao's chest, the internal force stacked the mountain, and there was a loud bang, Liu Hubao's body was like being hit by a cow, flying out of several zhang, Yingyue was unforgiving, Liu Hubao's body was slapped by this palm, one flew upside down, one swept forward, and always maintained a certain distance.

After a few breaths, Liu Hubao fell to the ground in a hurry, and the blue and black stone slabs paved on the street instantly shattered countless pieces.

The corners of Liu Hubao's mouth were bleeding, and Yingyue's internal force sank into his legs and smashed directly into Liu Hubao's chest.

Liu Hubao turned over, and he could dodge it, but he suffered the blue and black slate, and under this blow, it spread rapidly again, and there was not a single intact floor tile in the whole street.

Liu Hubao, as the commander of the 3,000 garrisons in Qingshi County, naturally will not sit still, in fact, Liu Hubao really felt a little interesting at this time, a velvet armor has long faded, and only close-fitting profane clothes are left on his body.

"You're surprising me more and more"

"But I just like girls like you, flowers are so good, people have different tastes."

Yingyue looked at him with hatred on his face, and read word by word:

"Domestic dog, killer!"

When Liu Hubao heard this, he was angry and had killing intent, but his qi fluctuated violently, he didn't know who the woman in front of him was, but it was obvious that this woman knew who he was, and he even thought of a possibility, and at this time, another reason for his killing intent to rise sharply was the sound of "domestic dog killing master"

Liu Hubao's body qi is desperate, bursting out, what will not hurt the meridians, he also completely disregarded, the muscles in his body slowly expanded, obviously in his eyes, this woman must die, and immediately, immediately!

Changqing hid in the dark, he was quietly waiting for the opportunity, if it was about cultivation, he was really not as good as either of these two people at present, but since he woke up, he found that even if there is no internal force to support, he has far more strength and perception than ordinary people, Changqing smiled self-deprecatingly, maybe this is what his father said that the sky has profits and losses to make up for its shortcomings, he has lost some things, and naturally he has gained others.

Over there, Liu Hubao's qi is like a galloping river, Changqing gently held the pitch-black thorny dragon sword, quietly bowed his body, like an arrow on the bowstring, the sword body of the thorny dragon sword was pitch black, like a touch of night, the sword came out silently, and Changqing's whole person was like a ghost, and the speed was extremely fast.

If this Liu Hubao didn't accumulate qi and didn't get agitated by that Yingyue's words, Changqing really didn't dare to use the sword.

It was like a wooden thorn piercing the kind of sheepskin ball that children used to play with, and the sound was dull and abrupt.

Liu Hubao's eyes widened, and the qi around his body suddenly stagnated, and a black sword came out of his chest.

But after all, he was a master of the Earth Character Realm, and after being hit hard by this, he still forcibly turned around, punched with hatred, and Changqing flew out for several feet, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Yingyue flew over, and a palm landed on Liu Hubao's head, his body swayed back strangely, bleeding from his seven orifices, and he fell to the ground.

And Changqing got up from the ground a few feet away, rubbed his chest, and with a puzzled expression, he slowly walked to Yingyue's side, and said incredulously:

"I found that I am a person who feels very sluggish now, and when I was beaten like this, I just feel depressed, and it doesn't hurt at all, and I wonder if I will not feel it when I do other people's things in the future, and if it is like that, isn't it very sad. ”

The corners of Yingyue's mouth were bloody, looking at this strange man who had been punched by Liu Hubao with hatred but seemed to be fine, and said such a bad thing, she almost slapped it.

The key is that this person's qi machine now only has three yellow characters, if it is said that the qi machine is the source of internal strength, Changqing is slightly stronger than ordinary people, and he actually carried Liu Hubao with a punch as if he was nothing, although most of Liu Hubao's qi machine just now was used to suppress injuries, and the punch that fell on Changqing's body was not as good as the punch that was handed to Yingyue at the beginning, but after all, it was a genuine second grade!

Yingyue looked at Changqing with strange eyes, and Changqing's scalp was numb.

Now Yingyue is curious that he himself is more like a bottomless pit, and that foreign qi is rootless water, and when it will all be exhausted, I don't know what he will become at that time.

Changqing smiled, seeing that Yingyue didn't speak, only to realize that Yingyue had suffered a lot of internal injuries, and she was hard to shake a master of the second grade of the earth, she Yingyue did not have the physique of Changqing's mystery, and was about to say something to comfort, but who knew that her ankles suddenly tightened, and her body had been torn over by a huge force.

Changqing looked at it, and it was the hundred-legged insect of Liu Hubao who died but did not stiffen.

Liu Hubao turned over and rode on Changqing's body, a pair of hands pinched his neck like iron tongs, Changqing was condescending, and at this time he was framed by his neck, and he was a little unable to exert his strength for a while.

But to Changqing's surprise, he didn't feel suffocated as he imagined, which may have something to do with the fact that he was breathing extremely slowly now.

And at this time, in Changqing's body, the only remaining bit of qi began to circulate, and the speed became faster and faster, and the power of sucking began to emerge, at this time, Changqing's body was like the originally calm lake, suddenly giving birth to a huge whirlpool, no matter if you are an immortal or something, on this lake, you can't escape the fate of being sucked down.

Feeling that the little qi machine that was left began to flow involuntarily towards the kid who attacked him, Liu Hubao looked frightened and wanted to let go of his hands, but he couldn't do it.

Yingyue's eyes stared at the boss, thinking that this is sucking?

Although Liu Hubao is already at the end of the strong crossbow, but in the end he is also a martial artist of the second grade realm of the earth, a body of qi has been like a river, although it has just been consumed after the first battle, but after all, it is a master of martial arts, at this time, Changqing is like a brute cow absorbing water, and he took the remaining qi in one go, and his eyes suddenly turned a little red, but it was much better than the first time when his eyes were congested, Yingyue thought to herself, this thing is also a matter of practice makes perfect?

Liu Hubao fell to the side miserably, but he was not yet out of breath, his eyes looked at Yingyue, and he was angry, but Yingyue still heard it, and he asked:

"Is your surname Zhang?"

Under the moonlight, Yingyue nodded slightly.

Liu Hubao slowly closed his eyes.

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Tianchu Mountain, the forbidden sword cliff of the Liang family's sword mansion.

Situ squatted on the edge of the sword cliff in the wind, looking at the abyss below, as the only place among the three forbidden places of the Liang family's sword mansion for disciples to reflect on their own bodies and comprehend the way of the sword, naturally it would not be in any place with pleasant scenery, on the contrary, the sword cliff was originally a stone peak, and the stone peak went straight into the sky, like a sword out of the sheath, which secretly matched the "lonely straight" state of the sword, which shows the good intentions of the first generation of sword masters.

However, Situ Zhufeng had already scolded the first sword master at this time, and from the abyss, he did not find an escape route.

Then he ran to the stone corridor at the entrance of the Sword Cliff, where there were nine ancient swords hanging in the air, slowly floating, the sword qi fluttered with the wind, and a trace of sword qi wandered outside the stone corridor, touching some broken stones, the stone was divided into two, two into four, and finally turned into powder, and then the sword qi returned to the nine swords.

Situ Zhufeng looked at his two hundred catties of fat very cautiously, and then looked at the gravel that had turned into powder, and suddenly shuddered, sure enough, the Jiugong Sword Formation is not a vegetarian, this cut, even if he Situ Zhufeng has more fat, he can't withstand a few blows.

He patted the fat on his belly, a pair of small eyes on his pockmarked face, gurgled around, glanced back at the grotto in the depths of the Sword Cliff, and walked in.

It seems that there is no escape.

But as soon as the person walked to the entrance of the grotto, several pieces of rubble shot out, and Situ flew two of them by the wind, but he was still knocked to the ground by the rest of the stones, and he looked up at the cave with a resentful look in his eyes.

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