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www.xSHUOTXT.Com Qingling Hou screamed in his heart, and hurriedly collected his palm to protect the vital point in front of him.

However, it was still too late. Three green sword shadows strangely separated from the long sword, and attacked the three key points of Qingling Hou in three ways.

Qingling Hou's eyebrows jumped, and in a hurry, he pushed out three palms in a row. The palm power instantly turned into a blood shadow to meet the attacking three swords, and the shot was not unpleasant.

"Bang!bang!" The three blood shadows collided with the three sword shadows. The blood shadow collapsed and dispersed in an instant, enveloping the three green shadows tightly.

In the midst of the three blood mists, the sound of Zizi was endless.

A bead of sweat appeared on Qingling Hou's forehead, and he stomped on the ground with lingering palpitations, dodging a few steps back.

Qiu Yeyu made a move again, his wrist flicked again, and a layer of snowy white glow appeared strangely on the sword body, which was extraordinarily around his eyes under the afternoon sunset.

Before he could think about it, Qiu Yeyu raised his long sword and quickly slashed out in front of him, and a snow-white sword shadow flew out of his sword, directly attacking the backward figure of Qingling Hou.

Immediately afterwards, the second sword was slashed out, but it was the little Hou Ye who attacked from behind.

The sword light brought a crackling sound, and the momentum was especially better than the former.

Even so, Qiu Yeyu still had no intention of stopping. The third snow-bright sword shadow burst out from the long sword, and rushed towards Qingling Hou with a burst of sound.

This qiē was only completed in an instant, and its speed was so fast that both the Marquis of Qingling and the little Marquis were caught off guard.

Seeing that Qiu Yeyu's offensive was so strong, where did he dare to have the slightest intention of slacking off, Qingling Hou hurriedly used the evil skills of his whole body to the extreme, so that the blood and qi all over his body were permeated, and the blood was full of bloody smell that made people vomit.

Long Qiao'er suddenly felt dizzy in her mind, and she stumbled unconscious.

Qiu Yeyu hurriedly stopped Long Qiao'er at his waist, and his figure rose up in a blur, and then slowly floated down three zhang away from the rear.

"Roar!" Qingling Hou saw it in his eyes, and roared angrily.

The sound was loud, and the surrounding qiē also vibrated endlessly.

The three sword shadows were affected by the roar and also vibrated a little, and their speed seemed to slow down a bit. What's more, the bright sword shadow was slightly scattered.

Then, Qingling Hou made a great deal of blood in his palm, and split out three palms in a row, and the three blood shadows flew out to meet the three snowy sword shadows.

After the three bangs, the three sword shadows flashed wildly several times, bursting together with the three blood shadows.

For a while, the blood mist was filled within a zhang of Qingling Hou and Xiao Houye, and bursts of bloody qi spread outward. In the blood mist, there seemed to be two red shadows that flickered and disappeared.

Qiu Yeyu's eyes were stared at for a while, and then he suddenly turned around and picked up Long Qiao'er and rushed out of the wall.

"Hmph, you want to leave here, leave me behind!" Qingling Hou shouted irritably.

The air around them trembled, and the blood mist in front of them was shattered in an instant, accompanied by a strange circular blade.

The strange blade was dark and swirled rapidly in midair. Although it has not reached the body, the biting chill has already reached the texture.

Qiu Yeyu's heart jumped wildly, and he hurriedly stepped on the void continuously, no more, no less, exactly seven times. The body changed seven times strangely, and the speed was twice as fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was dozens of zhang away, and it was about to come out of the wall.

The speed of the strange blade could not keep up with Qiu Yeyu's flying figure, which was a result that Qingling Hou never expected, and he was stunned for a moment.

Qiu Yeyu jumped onto the wall with Long Qiao'er on his back, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

In the middle of the night, the blood mist drifted out above the large teaching ground, and the Marquis of Qingling and the little Marquis stood wolfly.

A foot-long crack on the clothes of Qingling Hou's left arm was eye-catching and abnormal, and in the crack was a faint blood mark.

And the little marquis's right arm hung low, and the blood kept dripping, staining a small piece of land below.

"This can't be!" Qingling Hou stretched out his hand and tapped the acupoint on the wound on his left arm, and the blood stopped. Without looking back, he looked in the direction where Qiu Yeyu disappeared, and said to himself in amazement: The Blood Shadow Palm was actually broken.

Xiao Hou Ye's face was pale, and he covered the wound with his hand and shouted "Dad" weakly, looking like he was not lightly injured.

Qingling Hou hurriedly turned around, successively clicked on a few acupoints on the little marquis's arm, stretched out his hand and asked earnestly, "Lan'er, how do you feel?"

"Dad, what kind of martial arts is this?Isn't the Blood Shadow Palm a trick of the Blood Erosion Skill, why can't even a sword shadow stop it?" The little Hou Ye was half nestled beside the Qingling Hou weakly, and complained in a vain voice.

"As a father, I can't be completely sure, but this kid must have used another martial art similar to our Blood Erosion Skill just now. Qingling Hou looked at the little Hou Ye and said thoughtfully.

"What kind of footwork is that, it's too fast, can't even catch up with your 'hanging blade' Dad?" the little marquis complained again, and a feeling of unconvincing was undoubtedly exposed.

It is no wonder that he has always been arrogant and defeated at the hands of a child who is more than half younger than himself, and no one will be any better.

Speaking of this, Qingling Hou suddenly buzzed in his head, as if he remembered something, and his mind was in chaos.

Seeing that Qingling Hou fell silent, the little Hou Ye also realized that something was not ordinary, and hurriedly asked, "Dad, what's wrong?"

Qingling Hou's eyes turned back and forth a few times, and he let out a long sigh of relief and said, "It seems that we have to leave Qingling City for a while after today." ”

"What's the matter? Dad, are you afraid of him?" The little marquis looked at the direction in which Qiu Yeyu climbed over the wall.

"That kid should have been injured too, otherwise he wouldn't have used that kind of martial arts, it's a lose-lose style. Qingling Hou's voice became older and deeper, and he said word by word: "Behind him is a hazy valley. ”

"What, the Misty Valley? What the people above said turned out to be true, and the Misty Valley really dispatched a large number of jīngs?

"That's right! Ji's invisible Qingying Wuxiang swordsmanship, Gu Qingyun's three swords of adversity, and Qingfeng Jushi's seven spinning steps with the wind, all of them are enough to be proud of the martial arts, and this kid actually learns them all. Qingling Hou shook his head helplessly and continued: "What's even more terrifying is that he has even learned Gu Qingyun's Blood Thread Skill. ”

The little marquis looked at the direction where Qiu Yeyu disappeared in surprise, the light in his eyes flickered, and he seemed to have some doubts.

The Marquis of Qingling was silent for a while, and suddenly turned his head and ordered: "If you meet this child in the future, stay away from him." Also, try not to cooperate with her in the future. ”

"Dad, are you afraid of him?" said the little marquis angrily.

"Let's not talk about the forces behind him, let's just talk about this person, we can't do anything just by showing several martial arts, and he also learned Xuexu Gong. If this person had done his best just now, I'm afraid you and I wouldn't be able to speak here. Qingling Hou said sharply, and the meaning of the reprimand was very obvious.

The little marquis was stunned for a moment, and the marquis of Qingling had never scolded himself so harshly. Suddenly, the little marquis frowned slightly, and asked suspiciously: "Is it really so terrible?" Then why does Snow Fox still want us to arrest him and let us deal with it?"

"We don't care what her purpose is, after all, it's the order of the old man, and we don't need to guess. Qingling Hou shook his head secretly, forced himself to swallow the bad luck in his heart, and continued: "This pool of water in the secluded valley is very deep, and even a ten-year-old child can have such martial arts. The three sects and seven factions are hanging this time, and I don't know if the people above will have other arrangements. ”

"Dad, the above is already very dissatisfied with us, and now he is leaving rashly, will it be ......" The little Hou Ye's face was worried, and he stopped talking.

Qingling Hou didn't want to explain too much, and said solemnly: "Now that the three prisons of 'Heaven and Earth Yellow' have been robbed, it seems that we can only go to that secret detention location." You have to do your best to recover, go. ”

The little marquis seemed to have something to say, but seeing his father like this, he didn't say much, and walked towards the Xuanzi prison after him.

The two of them walked into the cell door one after the other, and through the two steps, the outer hall of the cell appeared in front of them, and the blades of the hall came into view.

Around the corner of the cell, three jailers stood silently. Motionless, it may even make people think that it is just a statue.

"Useless things, even drinking. Qingling Hou glanced at the two wine jars placed on the desk, and said angrily again.

Qingling Hou raised his wrist, and three blood phantoms flew out. The next moment, all three of them flew out diagonally and fell heavily into the corner. It didn't take long for them to turn into blood and three white bones.

Qingling Hou tore off the purple and red cloak he was wearing, threw it on one of the white bones, turned around and said, "Take off your clothes." ”

Xiao Hou Ye was puzzled but didn't dare to ask more, so he also ripped off his clothes and threw them on top of another white bone next to him.

Qingling Hou nodded, stretched out his hand and turned on a small dagger on the left side of the hall, and behind it, a stone door more than two feet wide and four feet high flipped open.

In the stone gate, there seemed to be a child's cry.

The two of them dodged in without saying a word, and the stone door was closed. There was not a trace in the hall that could be seen, as if it were meant to be.