And in that corner, except for Wang Xuanqing, no one saw it, a thin figure slowly climbed up, his body was stained with blood, and his eyes were red!

Wei Xiaobei!

As a third-level immortal cultivator, the middle-aged man's speed was extremely fast, and his hand was like an eagle's claw, hitting Wang Xuanqing's heart.

Wang Xuanqing didn't move, and in a blink of an eye, the middle-aged man's claws reached Wang Xuanqing's chest, his eyes were cold, and he was going to kill this young man at once.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man's heart was beating wildly, this was the sense of crisis he had cultivated over the years, and he felt a strong killing intent coming from behind him. He had a feeling that if he continued to attack with this grasp, he would definitely be killed by something behind him.

Without a moment of hesitation, between the lightning and flint, the middle-aged man had already made a choice, his body suddenly rolled, and he gave up killing Wang Xuanqing.

Sure enough, when the middle-aged man hid to the side and stood still, he saw Wei Xiaobei who was killed behind him.

The middle-aged man suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, if he had insisted on killing that young man just now, then he might have died by now.

However, he was very puzzled in his heart, just now he slapped this child in the chest with all his strength, even if he didn't die, he should be seriously injured now, how could he still kill himself so energetically.

But the middle-aged man had no time to think, the one-armed child killed him again, at this time, the middle-aged man and Yang Yiran both saw that the child's eyes were red, very terrifying.

The middle-aged man was a little flustered in his heart, and he was suppressed by Wei Xiaobei for a while, so he could only dodge, and there was no way to attack at all. The middle-aged man's heart was already shocked, the strength of this one-armed child seemed to have suddenly improved, the attack was very fierce, and it was simply a lifeless way of playing, exchanging life for life, which made the middle-aged man very uncomfortable.

Yang Yiran looked at Wei Xiaobei, who was already crazy, this child's eyes were red, constantly flashing bloody red, and he looked very terrifying.

"Wang Xuanqing, this kid is ...... Are you alright?" Yang Yiran asked with some trembling heart.

Wang Xuanqing quietly watched the battle in the field and said nothing.

Wei Xiaobei's battle is getting more and more crazy, he only has one hand, and he is only a second-level immortal cultivator, but he is completely pressing the middle-aged man to fight. His fist was powerful, bringing bursts of fist wind, and in that vagueness, it seemed to contain a bloody aura, which made the middle-aged man very uncomfortable.

Only Wang Xuanqing can see that this middle-aged man has a black qi on his body, which can help him fight, but at this time, the bloody aura on Wei Xiaobei's body has completely suppressed the black qi of the middle-aged man, so Wei Xiaobei can have the upper hand.

Finally, the middle-aged man couldn't stand being beaten so hard by a disabled child, and angrily slashed at Wei Xiaobei's chest. Wei Xiaobei didn't care about it, and also punched the middle-aged man in the chest.

"Poof!"

Wei Xiaobei suddenly flew upside down, a mouthful of blood spurted out suddenly, and his thin body fell directly on the wall.

Yang Yiran's face suddenly changed, and he almost screamed out in fright, Wei Xiaobei's body is so thin, this palm must not directly kill him!

At this time, the middle-aged man stood in place in a daze, and suddenly, he fell straight down.

He's dead!

Wang Xuanqing sensed with his divine sense that when Wei Xiaobei's punch hit the middle-aged man's chest, the bloody qi on his body had already entered the middle-aged man's body along his fist, instantly shattering his heart.

Yang Yiran was already dumbfounded, it was the first time she had seen such a duel between two masters, just like the martial arts masters on TV.

"That kid is fine. Yang Yiran looked at Wei Xiaobei who fell to the ground, his thin body was already stained with blood, Yang Yiran was a little worried, and wanted to help Wei Xiaobei up.

Wang Xuanqing grabbed Yang Yiran's hand. "Don't go over. ”

As soon as Wang Xuanqing's words fell, Wei Xiaobei over there had already stood up. Yang Yiran suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, after all, it was this child who saved them, and at this time, Yang Yiran suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The one-armed child's eyes were still red, his thin body was stained with blood, and the large red was shocking. The red light in Wei Xiaobei's eyes flickered, looking strange and terrifying, Yang Yiran looked at it, and suddenly became a little scared.

"What's wrong with him?" Yang Yiran asked with some horror.

Wang Xuanqing didn't answer, and looked at Wei Xiaobei with some concern, if anyone worries Wang Xuanqing the most now, I'm afraid it will be Wei Xiaobei. Only Wei Xiaobei is qualified to make Wang Xuanqing worried.

Because he is the only one of Wang Xuanqing's kind. Forget the blood!

How could Wang Xuanqing, who also has a special physique, not understand that the blood-forgetting body is like a double-edged sword, hurting others and hurting himself.

Wei Xiaobei suddenly turned red, and the demonic red glow in his eyes directly shone on Yang Yiran's face. Wei Xiaobei moved, and a punch was blasted out, killing Yang Yiran directly.

Yang Yiran was shocked in her heart, she was almost stupid, Wei Xiaobei's current appearance was too terrifying, how could Yang Yiran, an ordinary girl, react.

In the blink of an eye, Wei Xiaobei's fist had already arrived in front of Yang Yiran.

"Enough!"

Wang Xuanqing's voice was very plain and soft, but at this moment, Wei Xiaobei's fist was stiffly resisted.

Yang Yiran hurriedly ran behind Wang Xuanqing, and just as she was about to hit her with Wei Xiaobei's fist, she was very frightened.

The red glow in Wei Xiaobei's eyes dissipated.

The original blood-red eyes gradually regained their clarity, and his body, which was originally very energetic, instantly became weak, and his little face instantly turned pale.

"Master, I'm sorry. Wei Xiaobei, who had recovered, immediately understood what was happening, and suddenly looked at Wang Xuanqing with some guilt and apologized.

He actually shot at Wang Xuanqing's friend, and Wei Xiaobei's heart suddenly surged with self-blame, but fortunately he didn't shoot at Wang Xuanqing at that time, otherwise he wouldn't be able to forgive himself.

Maybe it was his subconscious just now, in the bottom consciousness, he still had respect for Wang Xuanqing, so he didn't dare to make a move on Wang Xuanqing.

"Alright, let's take this elixir first. Wang Xuanqing directly took out a bottle of healing elixir from the space ring and handed it to the weak Wei Xiaobei.

Yang Yiran was surprised, she didn't see Wang Xuanqing touch her pocket, where did this medicine bottle come from?

Wei Xiaobei opened the medicine bottle, and without any hesitation, he took it directly.

At this time, Wang Xuanqing walked in front of the green brother, stepped on him, and said lightly, "Say, what kind of force are you?"

From the conversation they had just now, Wang Xuanqing could hear that there was still power behind them, and they wanted to eradicate the roots, since they were here to solve these things for Yang Yiran, Wang Xuanqing would not leave any hidden dangers.

Brother Qing's hands and feet were broken by Wang Xuanqing, and now the middle-aged man is also dead, Brother Qing lay on the ground and cried in fear, "Senior, don't kill me, I am not in the same group as that middle-aged man, Yang Yiran is also what they let me control, and it has nothing to do with me!"

"If you say this kind of nonsense again in the next sentence, you don't have to speak!" Wang Xuanqing said in a cold voice, he didn't have the heart to listen to this green brother begging for mercy.

"I said, senior, that middle-aged man is called Liu Chong, he is an immortal cultivator, and he comes from a sect of immortal cultivators. As for Yang Yiran, it was also Liu Chong who told me to control it, he said that this woman was prepared for their young sect master, but their current young sect master is not in the sect now, so he just asked me to control it. Brother Qing didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately confided all this information.

Yang Yiran was very puzzled when he heard this, what kind of immortal cultivator? What sect? Is there really a martial arts master in martial arts TV in this world?

"What's the name of that sect?" asked Wang Xuanqing.

"Nine Pylorics. ”

(End of chapter)