On the outskirts of the city, small maple groves.

Ye Cang held the Zen staff, staring at the unknown direction, with a light face - Nie Xiaoqian, one day labor and management will ask you to kneel down and call Dad!

Suddenly, two powerful auras struck from afar.

One of his strengths was the highest rank of the Earth Arhats, and he was only one step away from the Heavenly Arhats Rank.

The other breath was unsteady and seemed to be injured, but his strength was also on the verge of the high level of Arhat.

Ye Cang thought about it with his toes, and knew that it was Yan Chixia and Nie Xiaoqian!

He hurriedly found a place to hide, and he didn't dare to come out.

Between two breaths, two figures, one black and one white, arrived in the direction where Ye Cang had just stood.

"Obviously there is the breath of a monk, but there is no one in front of him, could it be that he has escaped?"

The bearded man in a black robe held a giant sword, looking around, his voice colder than his face.

Nie Xiaoqian's face was pale, holding the long sword, and the words spit out from her red lips were extremely soft.

"Before he died, Xiahou said that he was a good cultivator, but he didn't say that he was extremely fast, and Brother Yan couldn't leave in an instant, so why should he be hiding nearby. ”

Ye Cang, who was lying in the secret place, pursed his lips.

The snake venom will only make Xiahou Xiuwei descend, but it will not kill him.

This person must have been killed by Nie Xiaoqian, but look at the indignant eyes of the people, the sad and pale faces, and how many Oscar actresses have to be angry.

If Ye Cang hadn't known it, he would almost think that Xiahou had really killed him.

At this moment, Nie Xiaoqian suddenly looked at his lurking position.

"So I'm hiding here!"

Before the words fell, Nie Xiaoqian tiptoed a little and killed with a sword.

A little bit of yin power rippled at the tip of the sword, and everywhere it passed, the air seemed to be frozen in ice.

I'm a grass mud horse! This is to cooperate to kill Yan Chixia? Yan Chixia is not dead, I will hang up first.

Ye Cang had the urge to tear Nie Xiaoqian.

"I'm coming!"

Yan Chixia saw Ye Cang, as if she had seen a fly with blood, and she held a sword in both hands and soared into the air.

This sword fell like thunder in the air, unstoppable.

If you dare to disrupt Mr. Ning's big thing, labor and management can't do it today...... Uh, what about people?

The confidence and pride in Yan Chixia's eyes disappeared in an instant.

Because the eyes are empty, could it be that the little monk who showed horror just now is an illusion?

Wrong!

How can an illusion have an aura?

Could it be that he deliberately lowered his cultivation and wanted to capture me and Nie Xiaoqian alive, so as to wipe out Lanruo Temple and Yin Yang Sigong?

In this way, today I will hold the heart of death and fight to break the net!

Thinking of this, Yan Chixia's wrist flipped over, rising with endless killing intent, and was about to slash along Ye Cang's flashing trajectory......

Poof!

There was a muffled sound.

The sword passed through his chest in a fleeting moment.

"Nie Xiaoqian!"

Yan Chixia turned around and roared.

Nie Xiaoqian stood behind him not far away, her smile warm and soft.

"Brother Yan, do you think the little girl's sword just now has grown?"

Yan Chixia gritted her teeth, looked at Ye Cang, who was holding a dagger, and suddenly came to her senses.

He smiled dismissively.

"Leaving the blessing of the sword formation in the Demon Valley, the strength of labor and management has been greatly reduced, but it will not take much effort to kill you and this little bald donkey. ”

Nie Xiaoqian sighed softly, and the bright moonlight hit her sad face, adding a bit of softness.

"If Brother Yan is not injured, it is exactly that reason, but if you hit the Nether Sword, your strength will be lost by half, and the little woman really has a chance of winning by three points. ”

Nie Xiaoqian shook her long sword, and her yin qi was strong.

She turned her head and smiled sweetly at Ye Cang.

"I really didn't expect the master's body to be so magical, with your help, the odds of winning are two points more. ”

Ye Cang snorted coldly and said angrily: "Did the poor monk say that he wanted to help you?"

Nie Xiaoqian bit her red lip, and between her words, Chu Chu's pitiful eyes were already slightly flushed.

"The master has broken through this matter, and Brother Yan knows his appearance, where he flees, Brother Yan will kill him, you are the same as me, you have no choice. ”

Your sister, it's all on this, and she still looks pitiful, as if I dug a pit for you to jump.

Ye Cang was excited, and was about to complain a few words, when a white shadow flashed from his pupils.

While!

Yan Chixia swept away the Netherworld Sword stabbed by Nie Xiaoqian, soared into the air, and gathered all her strength to slash down.

"Sinister slut, die!"

Nie Xiaoqian had already predicted, and the giant sword that fell from the sky brushed the raised placket and turned sharply.

Brush, brush, brush, brush!

Nie Xiaoqianyu's hand trembled slightly, and the five inch ice swords went straight to Yan Chixia's door.

........

When!when!when!

The sound of greatswords and longswords colliding was endless.

Ye Cang stood aside, completely impressed by the back-and-forth between Yan Chixia and Nie Xiaoqian.

Even if she was injured, Yan Chixia still played the giant sword domineeringly, like a tiger descending from the mountain, wanting to tear everything apart.

Nie Xiaoqian's cultivation is not as good as Yan Chixia's, and her body skills are slightly inferior, but she has a back move every time she flashes and moves, and she sways her yin poison and agility to the fullest.

Ye Cang carefully observed more than thirty rounds, but he couldn't find a gap in his intervention.

"Master, if you don't make a move, I won't be able to stand it!"

After Nie Xiaoqian was able to avoid a blow, she shouted at Ye Cangjiao.

Yan Chixia's eyes lit up, and the moment she landed, her right hand was handed forward.

Poof!

The giant sword stabbed Nie Xiaoqian's lower abdomen.

It was the only flaw she had exposed in dozens of rounds.

Yan Chixia was keenly seized the opportunity.

Yan Chixia was very proud, and wanted to take advantage of the situation to cut off Nie Xiaoqian's head, and then beat her to pieces.

Suddenly, Nie Xiaoqian grabbed the sword body tightly, and the corners of her mouth flashed with a sneer that had succeeded in her conspiracy.

Yan Chixia secretly screamed that it was not good.

Because of the fierce fight, he forgot that Nie Xiaoqian still had a helper.

Even though Ye Cang's strength is not strong, he is extremely fast.

When fighting with all his might, Ye Cang couldn't find an opportunity, and now that the two of them were slowing down, it was impossible for the little monk to let go of the opportunity.

Sure enough, at the moment when Yan Chixia's giant sword stabbed Nie Xiaoqian.

Ye Cang stepped down a little, pulled out the dagger, and rose into the air.

No murderous spirit, no strong wind, a burst of peace.

It seems that in front of you is not a life-and-death Shura field, but a Buddhist hall that cleanses the souls of mortals.

The trail of his figure was slightly glowing with gold.

It's like the supreme light that the Western Heaven Elysium sprinkles on the world.

At this moment, it seemed that the haze in Nie Xiaoqian's soul was also dispelled by Jin Mang.

So this extremely insidious female ghost did not act according to the plan.

The first style of the dragon and tiger knife method, the tiger is out of the cage!

The moment the dagger turned into a three-foot sword, the cold seemed to freeze people's souls.

There is also a celestial tiger looming in the sky.

It opened its mouth wide and waved its claws, with a momentum that swept the world.

That's impossible!

The middle rank of the Arhat actually swung a knife with a lethality comparable to that of the high-level Arhat.

Incredible!

Yan Chixia's pupils shrank, and she instinctively pulled out her giant sword to block, who would have thought that at this moment, Nie Xiaoqian kicked him in the back.

Yan Chixia's figure was stunned, and the trajectory of the giant sword was slightly deviated.

The blade with the strong wind pressed against Ye Cang's face door and slashed through.

Swish!

The Han knife slashed straight down Yan Chixia's left arm.

"Ahh

Yan Chixia was so angry that her eyes were bloodshot.

Nie Xiaoqian is so vicious!