Chapter 470: A Cold Knife
If I were killed by her, I would be her pet underneath. Is it war? Or jump?"
Qiao Zhen muttered to himself and suddenly turned around, he chose to fight.
He also believes that if he is finally defeated, he will jump out of the ice cellar and never become a plaything under Yan Xiang'er!
A quarter of an hour later, a man appeared in the frosty mist.
Qiao Zhen was trembling in the white mist, not to mention Yan Xiang'er!
At this time, Yan Xiang'er's skin was frozen purple, her curly hair was frozen, and her slender eyebrows and eyelashes were also covered with ice crystals. Maybe in another hour, Yan Xiang'er will definitely turn into an iceman.
"Run, run. Why don't you run? Today, even if you're about to freeze, I'll catch up with you in the frozen world. If I don't suck your Yang Qi, do I deserve to be called Mei Mei Fox?" Yan Xiang'er's body kept shaking, her teeth chattered in her mouth, and she even stuttered out of her mouth.
She was really cold. If Qiao Zhen feels as cold as ice now, then Yan Xiang'er is more like soaking in icy cold water for 10,000 years. The cold seemed to corrode her every bone into ice. "It's just a stunner. Ye is very curious about the fact that there are 3,000 paths in the world, yet you are practicing evil deeds to cultivate yang, replenish yin, and destroy the humans in the world. This is an evil act. You are not ashamed of it, but proud, and it is enough for the people of the world to spit on it. ”
"Great evil? Haha! The old lady is not good at evil, but she is turning them over. All people in the world have life and death. They can enjoy the joy of death. It's too late to thank me, Yan Xiang'er."
"The heart is magical, and words are all causes. Since Ye has no way back, let's fight" Qiao Zhen waved the purple sword in his hand, ready to fight Yan Xiang'er forever.
Yan Xiang'er froze, her somewhat stiff face moved, and she showed a strange smile, which made Mao Gu stand up: "It's just what I want." ”
Yan Xiang'er said, her right hand was slowly raised, and before she could use the evil technique, a hoarse cold voice suddenly came from behind her.
"Yan Xiang'er, your task has been completed. Leave here or die here. Give me your choice. ”
The hoarse and cold words made Yan Xiang'er startled, and Qiao Zhen frowned even more, and set his eyes on Yan Xiang'er's back
At first glance, Qiao Zhen couldn't see clearly what was in the frost and white mist a second ago, but the next second, a man in a black robe fell into his eyes.
The moment I saw the black man clearly, a soft snort came out of Qiao Chen's mouth. His eyes were full of thoughts and memories, and he murmured in his heart, "This figure seems to have been seen somewhere, and where?"
Qiao Zhen recalled for a long time and still couldn't remember, and then looked up and down a few black people, and for some reason a trace of uneasiness suddenly flashed in his heart.
"It's a long way from the entrance, and it's so cold that few people come. You must have come here with me. Who are you, and what is the purpose of stalking me?"
"Who am I? You should know you're a womanizer? I repeat, fuck off or die. ”
"Ouch! it wasn't for me? Xiang'er thinks he's been following me just to make me hurt you. He didn't expect you to actually attract Brother Ye's attention. Yes, it's a bit difficult. ”
"Is it difficult? Then don't do it. ”
The black-robed man was even more nonsense, and his body shook and rushed directly to Yan Xiang'er, and in the first half, his right fist suddenly raised and blasted towards Yan Xiang'er's face.
The black man's blow was extremely fast, and the cold wind blew less than three inches from Yan Xiang'er's face.
This kind of fast boxing speed made Yan Xiang'er lose a little, but she didn't look embarrassed, her toes were just a little icy under her feet, and her delicate body directly retreated five meters.
The black-robed man who punched the air sighed lightly, did not withdraw his fist and rushed out again, and waved his fist at Yan Xiang'er's head again when he caught up with Yan Xiang'er.
"Boxing killed me. I'm angry enough. Facing the fierce gaze of the fist again, Yan Xiang'er suddenly raised her right hand and stretched out her index finger to point at the fist. He added: "He's not very good at putting out fires, but he's very good at it. Without waiting for Yan Xiang'er's voice to disperse, Yan Xiang'er's face changed instantly, her delicate body was immediately shocked back three meters, and a mouthful of blood immediately spurted out of her mouth.
Looking at the black man again, the body that had been able to move freely suddenly appeared. When this person takes another step forward to kill Yan Xiang'er, this action is like a puppet.
"Stinky ****, what magic are you using against me?" The black man immediately felt their bodies gradually stiffen, and their feet gradually numb and unconscious.
"Magic?haha, how does it feel to be hit by Hemp Guxiang?Do you feel the tingling in your feet and lose consciousness?Don't worry, your legs and waist will be fine in no time, and your head will be on your neck. When you are numb all over your body, you lose consciousness. When the time comes, Xiang'er will relieve your bone diarrhea. Yan Xiang'er licked the blood from the corner of her mouth with her red tongue, slowly stood up straight, did not attack the black man, and turned to look at Qiao Zhen again.
"Ye Lang! Xiang'er hopes that you will take the initiative to cater to you, but you don't appreciate it. In this case, let's taste the pain of marijuana. Yan Xiang'er said, "The toes are a little icy, and the delicate body is like an arrow from the string, and it goes straight to Qiao Xu."
Watching Qiao Zhen stand motionless by the ice cellar. Although Yan Xiang'er was getting closer and closer to him, Qiao Zhen still looked calm.
Not only did Qiao Zhen not appear flustered, but he didn't even look at Yan Xiang'er. His eyes were just staring at the black man behind Yan Xiang'er
Before Yan Xiang'er reached Qiao Xu, the wind in one hand appeared directly on Yan Xiang'er's right side. Before Yan Xiang'er was shocked, this hand was slapped directly on Yan Xiang'er's right shoulder, and it spread out in a fan shape more than 20 meters away.
These more than 20 meters are simply hell for Yan Xiang'er. After breaking a 2-meter-high piece of ice, it fell on the ice with a thud. After bleeding three times in a row, it barely raised its head. It stared at the black man who had fanned her in amazement and said, "No. no way." How could you be okay? Your legs should have been unconscious. ”
The black man didn't speak, but a cold laugh came from under the black hat.
On the side, Qiao Zhen raised his head and smiled. He withdrew his gaze to look at the black man and took the purple sword in his arms. He smiled at Yan Xiang'er for the first time, "I have to say that you are very skilled in marijuana and incense, but unfortunately you chose the wrong person. ”
Just when Yan Xiang'er was a little surprised, Qiao Zhen turned his gaze to the black man, and suddenly raised his hand to the other party, to Yan Xiang'er.