85_85978 The palm of that hand is white and slender.

It held the man's jaw, causing the man to bite off half of his tongue and fly back to his death.

Seeing this palm passing over the side of his face, Su Wenxiu's face turned pale.

Qin Xianyu stood behind her and withdrew his palm.

"I had only sensed the murderous aura before, but before I could take precautions, I was pierced on one side of the carriage, and it stabbed me, pushing me through the side wall of the carriage. Qin Xianyu gritted his teeth secretly, full of coldness, and said in his heart: "If it weren't for the golden paper with the true understanding of the sword, I would really die." ”

The crossbow arrow came so fast that Qin Xianyu almost couldn't react, and he didn't give him a chance to use his means, only to see the side of the carriage break open, and he was hit by the arrow.

How powerful must this arrow be to penetrate the carriage and push him through the side wall of the carriage?

Fortunately, he put the golden paper that recorded the true understanding of the way of the sword in his arms and blocked the arrow. Otherwise, even if he cultivates his true qi and releases it, he will inevitably be pierced through his chest and abdomen by this arrow. Qin Xianyu thought to himself, if he really received an arrow, let alone penetrate, he was afraid that even the internal organs would not be intact, and he would definitely die thoroughly.

Although not dead, the bolts are too fast and have too much momentum.

Qin Xianyu's sternum was broken, his back broke through the carriage, and he was also injured. At this time, he only relied on his true qi to reduce the pain and suppress the injury. Although the injury was suppressed, the killing intent and chill in his heart were already full and irrepressible.

He took a few steps and picked up a long sword on the ground.

Just as he was raising his head, a bandit happened to be approaching him, and a spear stabbed Qin Xianyu in the forehead.

Shout!

Su Wenxiu saw that the little Taoist priest who was supposed to be "tragically killed", but came back to life, swung a sword, and then the spear was broken into two.

The little Taoist priest swung his sword again, and the bandit had an extra wound on his face, which penetrated through the skull.

Although he killed another person, the young Taoist priest's face was only cold and indifferent, and he was not very moved, and Su Wenxiu couldn't help but be a little frightened.

Qin Xianyu took a deep breath and looked at the woman from before.

This woman was about twenty years old, beautiful in appearance, with some bookish atmosphere, and seemed quite quiet. But in this kind of scene, it is still inevitable to be frightened, which is pitiful.

Qin Xianyu's expression was cold, and he only said: "I don't care why they came to rob the Dao, but this matter, Xiao Dao Master is in charge!"

The feeling of almost dying from before still lingered on the side, and it still lingered for a long time.

He gritted his teeth and said to himself, "Little Daoist is in charge." ”

......

Clang!

Ye Qing took three steps back, his throat swelled, and he almost spurted blood.

He has internal strength and cultivation, one inch high.

The other party is about the same, and even a little inferior to him.

But when Liu Ye was injured by a crossbow arrow before, he was shocked, turned his head to look, and saw that the young lady was captured. Frightened, naturally distracted, under the exchange of two knives, the opponent flipped the long knife and hit the shoulder with the handle.

Injured and naturally weak, coupled with worries in my heart, I was distracted, so I fell behind.

Ye Qing kept his mind tight, not daring to be distracted anymore, but he could only barely support it.

The man in black came again with a knife.

Ye Qing resisted with a knife.

But the man in black's knife was just a false move, but a flying kick.

Ye Qing was on guard, and his legs and feet resisted.

But this kick is still a false move.

The real move is the left palm of the man in black.

This palm broke Ye Qing's shoulder blades and knocked him to the ground.

Then a knife down.

"It's over. Ye Qing had such a thought flashing in his heart.

Blood splattered and splashed onto Ye Qing's face.

But this is not Ye Qing's blood.

Ye Qing opened his eyes and saw that the black-clothed man with a steel knife stood still and fell backwards.

On the face of the man in black, there was a deep tear, from the left ear to the right ear, blood sprayed, and the person was unrecognizable, and his chest and abdomen were dyed red.

A master of internal strength died so lightly?

Ye Qing was in a dream, unbelievable, he was already lying on the ground, but he tried his best to raise his eyes and look up.

I saw a delicate face appear in front of me.

The wind stirred the hem of his sleeve and floated in front of him, it was a corner of the robe.

This is a young Taoist priest with a beautiful face.

The young Taoist priest was condescending, looked down at Ye Qing, and said in a cold tone, "Your people are going to die." ”

It was this sentence that made Ye Qing shake suddenly, the carp stiffened, turned over and jumped up, and he didn't care about being frightened, let alone thinking about why this little Taoist priest who had already died could come back from the dead. Seeing that the situation in front of him was critical, he jumped forward, rushed into the house with a steel knife, and slashed in all directions.

The leader of this group of people has been slashed by the young man dressed as a Taoist priest with a sword, and among the remaining bandits, there is no master of internal strength. Although there were a large number of opponents, and there were four or five people who carried qi and blood, Ye Qinggang waved his knife, and there was no one to stop him.

When Ye Qing broke into the crowd with a knife, with his internal strength and cultivation, every knife and style was powerful, and ordinary martial arts practitioners were difficult to resist.

In the crowd, let him roam, and everywhere he passed, blood splattered and spilled.

The battle situation was decided, Qin Xianyu didn't pay attention to it anymore, he closed his eyes slightly, and secretly ran his true qi.

"My True Qi cultivation has long been seven inches and five points high, and after many days of cultivation, although I have not been able to reach the limit of seven inches and six points, it is still one line higher than before. Qin Xianyu secretly thought to himself: "Originally, he was really gentle and good at maintaining health and prolonging life, but his internal strength hurt his body, but he was extremely strong. The cultivation at the same level is stronger. But my swordsmanship can be called a secret sword, adding a lot of power out of thin air, and under one sword, it is better than a master of internal strength with equal cultivation. ”

"True Qi cultivation of more than seven inches and five points, even in the face of a master with eight inches of internal strength, I think I can also have the upper hand. ”

"And the cicada wings are elusive, extremely fast, and able to maneuver with people. Although I don't know how to change my sword moves, with my body technique, I want to be better than the master of internal strength. ”

Qin Xianyu looked at the dead corpse on the ground, and said to himself: "I used the magic apathy of the cicada wing step to bully him in front of him, and before he could react, he was killed by me with a sword, and he didn't even have time to show the skills of the master of internal strength." Besides, this person only has an inch of internal strength, even if he uses all his means, how can he be worthy of my secret sword?"

This person's death was quite unkind, Qin Xianyu only looked at it a few times, frowned secretly, and turned his eyes away.

At this point, the big picture will be decided.

A master of internal strength, there is great power in every move, far better than ordinary martial arts practitioners. With such an internal strength master as Ye Qing, he can turn the tide of the battle.

Although the number of opponents was nearly doubled, Ye Qing beheaded the five characters who carried the qi and blood of the opponent, and his morale was greatly boosted, and he turned to kill the rest of the enemies. And the three masters of transporting qi and blood on the side of the Xiangfu lost one person, and the remaining two were also brave, and the steel knife and sword slashed everywhere, and those bandits who had not been able to carry qi and blood fell to the ground one after another.

Qin Xianyu nodded slightly, and the expression on his face softened slightly.

Suddenly, the young Taoist priest's face changed suddenly.

A murderous aura loomed.

A long groan rang out in the air.

A crossbow bolt suddenly came to him with a long groan, and came straight to his chest and abdomen

Qin Xianyu's pupils shrank, and his eyes were fixed.

Heaven and earth are all slowed down.

The bolts were very slow.

ps: Kneel and beg for collection, ah.......