Wei Lingkong's figure flashed and stopped in front of Ye Qianqiu.

"You're a little white face, and your strength is not bad. Lao Tzu doesn't like the little white face the most, you get out of the way of Lao Tzu. The Fierce King waved his hand.

Wei Lingkong held the sword in his hand, still blocking in front of Ye Qianqiu.

"Yo, do you still want to use force against Lao Tzu?" Mengjun saw Wei Lingkong's sword, and suddenly grinned: "Since they are all masters, let's fight in the way of masters." Lao Tzu doesn't like Yanjun's little white face that can only move his mouth the most. ”

After saying this, Mengjun stepped back with more than a dozen canes and opened the posture: "Have a fight with Lao Tzu, if you have a good fight, Lao Tzu will let you fly in Lao Tzu's territory." ”

And this kind of benefit? When Ye Qianqiu was still strange, Wei Lingkong had already followed.

"I'll go, I'm stunned, you're crazy!" Ye Qianqiu was stunned.

Even if the fierce monarch can't beat Yanjun, he is also the demon monarch boss. Yanjun still has a little friendship with Ye Qianqiu, but Mengjun doesn't have a friendship with them.

Moreover, the head of the fierce monarch is very powerful at a glance. It's not Yanjun's kind, he can only defend and not attack, just Wei Lingkong's size, it is estimated that he can't hold a few slaps from Mengjun.

"The Fierce King likes to fight. Xuan Lie also smiled and explained: "Yanjun said that as long as Mengjun is cool, he is willing to do whatever he wants." ”

Do you like to fight so much? Ye Qianqiu looked at Mengjun suspiciously.

At this time, the fierce monarch had already fought with Wei Lingkong. Wei Lingkong's cultivation, compared with the fierce monarch, is indeed very different. However, Wei Lingkong's sword moves were exquisite, and his sword qi was also very sharp, which made Mengjun excited.

Ye Qianqiu suspected that if he continued to be so excited, Wei Lingkong would almost be unable to parry.

"Haha, good! good! good!" "The more Mengjun hits, the happier he becomes. Even in the back, he deliberately released a hole for Wei to volley.

"Qianqiu, I think Mengjun seems to be cool. Xuan Lie said happily.

"Cool?" Ye Qianqiu looked at Mengjun's appearance, and he was indeed very happy. But if it's cool, you shouldn't be fighting, why are you still fighting?

Moreover, Ye Qianqiu clearly felt that Mengjun was improving his strength.

Before, when he fought with Wei Lingkong, Mengjun's cultivation was suppressed to the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and it was a grade with Wei Lingkong. However, now, it has been promoted to the peak of the Yuan Baby.

If it goes on like this, the next step is the contemplation period. The higher the cultivation, the greater the difference in the realm, and when the cultivation is low, you can still try to fight at the next level, but if the cultivation is high, it is simply impossible to fight at the next level.

Ye Qianqiu was really worried this time.

Ye Qianqiu felt right, Wei Lingkong was under a lot of pressure at this time. Because the fierce monarch on the other side is getting stronger and stronger, every time you fight him, the more pressure you put on you.

The sword qi was wrapped in wind and snow, disturbing Wei Lingkong's vision. The tip of the sword deflected, and the stab was hollow.

Sensing that his attack had failed, Wei Lingkong hurriedly retracted. But at this time, it was too late, the attack of the fierce monarch was already close to the eyes, and as a last resort, Wei Lingkong could only block with the hilt of his sword.

The palm power of the mountain cracking stone, the hilt of the sword is naturally unable to resist.

Wei flew out upside down, and the sword in his hand was also detached. The black spike of the sword fell in place, but the tip of the sword flew upside down with Wei Lingkong.

As for the hilt, it has long since been reduced to pieces.

Poof! Wei Lingkong clutched his chest and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The sword destroys people, although Wei Lingkong has not reached the point of sword destruction and death, but the damage to the sword still has an impact on Wei Lingkong's own body.

"Terran, sword cultivation. When Wei volleyed out in the air, the fierce monarch also stopped attacking: "I haven't seen a monk of the human race for many years." ”

As he spoke, the fierce monarch strode to Wei Lingkong's side and stretched out his hand to him: "Terran, there are few people like you who can fight, this time it is Lao Tzu who mentions cultivation, and Lao Tzu loses." ”

Wei Lingkong clutched his chest and forcibly got up, not accepting the help of the fierce monarch.

Mengjun was not angry, but praised with a smile: "Okay, I can get up by myself, real man, Lao Tzu likes it!"

"Two stunned!" Wei Lingkong, who stood up, only took one step, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and knelt in the snow. Blood stained a piece of snow, Ye Qianqiu didn't care about Mengjun, and rushed straight up.

"Chiaki, I'm fine. Holding Ye Qianqiu's hand, Wei Lingkong struggled to get up again.

"Take the medicine first, you're hurt. When the guard was in the air, Ye Qianqiu easily probed his body. After the fierce monarch was cool, his attack was no longer severe, and Wei Lingkong's injury was not light.

Wei Lingkong swallowed the pill with Ye Qianqiu's hand. A coolness surged up from the dantian, and the injuries on his body suddenly became less painful.

Letting go of Ye Qianqiu's hand, Wei Lingkong was already able to stand up on his own strength.

Seeing the change in Wei Lingkong, Mengjun's eyes lit up. How Wei Lingkong's injury is, Mengjun's attack is naturally clear. Because of this, he just thought about helping to carry the guard back to his own territory to recuperate.

"Sister, do you still have this elixir?" Because the cultivation is much higher than Wei Lingkong, at the beginning, Mengjun underestimated Wei Lingkong, and naturally fell in love with Wei Lingkong. Although the injuries on his body were not serious, he also injured some.

Wei Lingkong was still covered by clothes, and he didn't wear anything on his body except for the animal skin on his lower body.

This is a good opportunity, how could Ye Qianqiu miss it. Hurriedly took out a small jar: "Senior, this is not an internal injury, you don't need an elixir, use this for an external injury, just apply it." ”

Mengjun took the small jar, dug out a large lump of plaster and pasted it into the wound. Ye Qianqiu didn't fool anyone, this plaster is indeed a medicine for treating trauma, and the effect is very good.

Mengjun's body is strong, and the effect of this elixir is even better, it can almost be said that the effect is immediate, and as soon as the ointment is applied, the wound is glowing with a spiritual light.

Mengjun suddenly laughed: "Itchy, Lao Tzu itches, little white hair, come and scratch Lao Tzu." ”

Little white hair? Xuanlie's face darkened instantly. Obviously, when Ye Qianqiu called him Little Red Hair, he still liked it, why was it this guy's turn, he just wanted to beat people up like this!

"Then I'll arrest it. The black-faced Hyun Lie stretched out his hand, no, it should be called a claw, and the moment he stretched out his hand, he had already changed his hand to its original form.

The sharp claws are half an inch long, and if this claw scratches down, the fierce monarch is estimated to hang the color.

Seeing Xuan Lie's claws, Ye Qianqiu hurriedly stopped: "Senior Mengjun, this is a wound with long meat, you can bear with it, just bear with it, otherwise the tender meat will be easy to scratch!"

Hearing Ye Qianqiu's admonition, Mengjun thought about it and changed his mind.

Turning around awkwardly, Mengjun pointed to a small town in the distance: "You have an appetite for Lao Tzu, go to Lao Tzu's town, Lao Tzu will invite you to drink." ”

As he spoke, Mengjun stretched out his hand and picked up Xuan Lie, and dropped a sentence: "Lao Tzu will go first." "And strode away.

Wait for his figure to disappear into the snow. Ye Qianqiu and Wei Lingkong looked at each other, and then realized that Mengjun had taken the hostages?

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