Ye Qianqiu looked in the direction where the corpse flew from, and it was the direction that was surrounded by the crowd before. Most of the crowd had dispersed, and the man in the center was blood-red, obviously a very bloody battle just now.

Ye Qianqiu frowned, she saw madness in that person's eyes.

The crowd dispersed more and more, and in the end, between Ye Qianqiu and the bloody man, no one stopped them. The man walked towards Ye Qianqiu step by step, leaving a string of bloody footprints.

The man walked a few steps away from Ye Qianqiu and suddenly stopped, wiped a handful of blood from his face, and Ye Qianqiu saw his appearance clearly.

The person who came was Xie Yihan, who had cleared the first layer with her before.

Ye Qianqiu's impression of Xie Yihan is still very good, maybe both of them use whips, so Ye Qianqiu has a special sympathy for Xie Yihan.

Moreover, when he was in the first layer of the secret realm, Xie Yihan's elegant outfit should also be a guy who pays attention to his own image.

But now, Xie Yihan has subverted Ye Qianqiu's perception of him. His purple clothes were stained with mottled blood, his hair was messy, and his face was stained with blood.

Walking closer, Ye Qianqiu noticed that Xie Yihan's eyes were bloodshot, like a mortal who hadn't rested for a long time. Of course, Xie Yihan is not a mortal, even if he is just a disciple of a small sect, he is also a real monk.

Being able to make a monk look like this, Ye Qianqiu was very curious about what Xie Yihan had encountered.

When Ye Qianqiu stared at Xie Yihan, Xie Yihan was also staring at Ye Qianqiu. When Ye Qianqiu was about to divert his gaze, Xie Yihan spoke.

His voice was very hoarse, as if broken: "You, why are you looking at me?" ”

The tone of a sentence changed from low to sharp, and when the last word fell, Ye Qianqiu could even feel that his ears were stimulated.

It's really ugly, Xie Yihan in my memory is definitely not this kind of voice.

When Ye Qianqiu was on the first layer, he was pestered by Xie Yihan for a long time. Therefore, Xie Yihan's voice, Ye Qianqiu hadn't had time to forget.

Just when Ye Qianqiu was puzzled, a voice came from the side.

Dong Xinyue's voice was sharp and high: "You actually stained my clothes." ”

Ye Qianqiu turned back inexplicably. What happened to Dong Xinyue? Shouldn't it! Before, Dong Xinyue knew where her weakness was, so when she entered the second layer, Dong Xinyue directly attached herself to Ye Qianqiu.

Therefore, at this time, Dong Xinyue has no need to be a bird because of a piece of clothing. didn't see it, Xie Yihan, who was staring at him, had already turned his gaze to Dong Xinyue.

As soon as Ye Qianqiu wanted to pull Dong Xinyue back, he saw that Dong Xinyue had already walked in front of Xie Yihan by herself. Then, she had an extra silver needle in her hand.

The disciples of Tianxin Gu Suxin are all physicians, and natural acupuncture and moxibustion are naturally their essential abilities. Dong Xinyue, as a disciple who can come out for trial, naturally has mastered acupuncture and moxibustion.

Ye Qianqiu's cognition of the disciples of Tianxin Valley Suxin is that they are all acupuncture techniques to cure diseases and save people, and he has never seen Suxin disciples go out to fight.

Ye Qianqiu estimated that everyone present was the same as himself, and he had never seen a Suxin disciple fight.

Dong Xinyue lied to Ye Qianqiu, or rather, the Tianxin Gu Suxin line would deceive all the monks in the world. It's not that the disciples of the Suxin line can't fight. On the contrary, they fight, and they are really good.

In Dong Xinyue's hand, there was only a silver needle. This silver needle is her magic weapon.

When Dong Xinyue just took out the silver needle, the silver needle in her hand was only an inch long. But as she began to fight with Xie Yihan, the silver needle in her hand became extremely long.

Moreover, Dong Xinyue's control of the silver needle is the same as the control of the sword by those Xuantian Pavilion disciples.

Ye Qianqiu found that Dong Xinyue could even control the silver needle in his hand with the method of imperial objects.

"With this ability, I really don't need to be assisted by others. Ye Qianqiu really felt that Dong Xinyue didn't need to follow him at all, and she could continue to move forward.

When the two were fighting, the surrounding monks surrounded again, and soon, a circle was formed here, and Ye Qianqiu became the innermost one of the circle.

The results of Dong Xinyue's fight with Xie Yihan came out quickly, Xie Yihan, who had just fought a big battle, couldn't beat Dong Xinyue at all, even if he threw the whip up, he couldn't compare with Dong Xinyue.

Xie Yihan fell, next to the corpse that had just hit the stele.

Ye Qianqiu originally thought that Dong Xinyue was going to stop, but she didn't expect that instead of stopping, the movements in her hands were sharper, and she even brought killing intent.

Ye Qianqiu could be sure that if this blow continued, Xie Yihan would definitely die.

Xie Yihan did not die, when Dong Xinyue was in pain with the killer, Ye Qianqiu moved. The silver long whip wrapped around Dong Xinyue's arm and saved Xie Yihan's life.

Then, Ye Qianqiu flashed to Xie Yihan's side and quickly removed all of Xie Yihan's movable joints.

Xie Yihan couldn't move, so he could only stare at Ye Qianqiu without blinking. Ye Qianqiu only glanced at his eyes and realized that something was wrong.

That feeling, there was no trace of fear, and there was no trace of hesitation, and the killing intent had already filled his entire mind.

This feeling is quite familiar to Ye Qianqiu. Then, she struck.

There was an extra small sword in his hand, a silver-white small sword, which followed Ye Qianqiu's movements and directly pierced into Xie Yihan's body. However, what the little sword brought out from Xie Yihan's body was not blood, but one red seed after another.

Xiaoyun Sword was very interested in seeds, and the seeds didn't have time to reach Ye Qianqiu's hands at all, so they were absorbed by Xiaoyun Sword. After all the seeds were taken out by the Xiaoyun Sword, Xie Yihan finally regained his senses.

After seeing Ye Qianqiu clearly, Xie Yihan breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and then closed his eyes with reassurance.

Here, Xie Yihan was dealt with, and Ye Qianqiu was also relieved. Fortunately, Xiaoyun was able to remove Xie Yihan's abnormal state, if he couldn't do it, Ye Qianqiu would really have no tricks.

Dong Xinyue was still struggling, she could only pester her and didn't dare to hurt her Qianchang, and the constraints on her became smaller and smaller. When he was about to lose his restraints, Qianchang asked Ye Qianqiu for help.

At the same time that Ye Qianqiu was asking for help, he had already arrived at Dong Xinyue's side, and then, the Xiaoyun Sword in his hand rushed into Dong Xinyue's body uncontrollably.

Xiaoyun Sword didn't recognize the master, so Ye Qianqiu didn't know why it did this.

However, the ever-changing reaction gave her a hint.

When the Xiaoyun Sword rushed into Dong Xinyue's body, Ye Qianqiu heard the voice of a thousand changes. In the immature voice, there was anger: "That's mine, don't rob it!"

As soon as the voice fell, the thousand changes that bound Dong Xinyue also rushed into Dong Xinyue's body.