Ye Qing moved his wrist and smiled evilly: "Punch it over, if it dies, it's Yun Yan; if it doesn't die, it's Luluo!"
Everyone: "..."
This idea sounds good, simple, crude, and effective. Anyone in a life or death crisis will reveal their truest side, whether it is good or bad, true or false!
But it’s okay if you guess right, but if you guess wrong, it’s a living life!
What's more, this human life is not ordinary, how can it be saved?
If you can think of such an idea, are you a devil?
However, at this moment, Ye Qing had already punched out.
"No joy, no!"
"No..."
Everyone was startled and wanted to take action to stop him, but as soon as his energy moved, he felt a heat attack his heart. His energy and blood boiled like boiling, wisps of dark red flames seeped out from the pores of his skin, and his body was covered with mist.
At the same time, the soul of the spiritual platform seemed to be on fire. The soul was swaying, dark, and the pain was as sharp as cracking.
Everyone was holding their heads, their eyes were blank, and they couldn't help but stay in place.
Only Ling Jianqiu let out a long roar, flicked his sword like a dragon's roar, endured the burning pain in his body, his face turned red, and stabbed Ye Qing with his sword.
The sword light is sharp and the sword energy is extremely cold. With one strike of the sword, the sword energy fills the hall like a cold autumn.
One sword kills the autumn cold, and the long autumn water turns the sky into loneliness!
Ling Jianqiu's move was a sure-fire move, without any reservations.
He knew that Ye Qing had already refined the Gang, and if he didn't attack with all his strength, there was no way he could stop the opponent.
Even so, his cold sword light gradually became tinged with dark red as it fell. Even the long sword turned red, the coldness turned into intense heat, and the cold autumn turned into scorching summer.
Without the intention of the sword, the power of the sword naturally disappears, every inch is annihilated, leaving only the fierceness and scorching heat.
Ling Jianqiu's face turned red, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of hot blood, his face full of horror.
Just the remaining power of the punch caused him serious injuries. If Ye Qing really attacked him, he might not be able to block even one punch!
He couldn't stop him, let alone Yun Yan, who was frail and inexperienced in martial arts!
Obviously, with this punch, Ye Qing really had murderous intent!
"Wu Huan, stop..."
Ling Jianqiu shouted sharply, but was helpless. He could only watch helplessly as Ye Qing punched Yun Yan who was standing aside.
"No..." Ling Jianqiu closed his eyes in pain, as if he had seen Yun Yan turn into ashes and pass away in the wind.
"Hehe, Wu Huan, I didn't expect you to be so willing to be cruel to your sister!"
However, just when Ye Qing's fist was about to fall on Yun Yan, two green vines emerged from the ground and swept Yun Yan back.
On the vine, Yun Yan gave a sweet smile, but it was not as gentle and gentle as before, but instead revealed a coquettish, lazy and evil charm.
Ye Qing raised his eyebrows lightly, as if he had expected such a situation, and was not surprised at all. He smiled and said, "Of course I can't bear to leave Sister Yun Yan!"
"But for Pothos, it's different!"
"Giggle...that's not right. Yun Yan is me, Lu Luo, it's me too!" Lu Luo smiled charmingly.
Accompanied by the giggles, green vines as thick as a thumb grew out in dense masses on the ground, walls, roofs, yards, and other places.
At the same time, white and fragrant pothos flowers bloomed on the vines.
In the blink of an eye, the entire Jing'an Division seemed to have become a kingdom of green radish, white and pure, filled with fragrance.
"Yun Yan is Yun Yan, but Lu Luo is not Yun Yan. Ever since Yun Yan turned into Lu Luo, there has been no Yun Yan in this world!"
Ye Qing took two steps horizontally. Although there were only two steps, it was like a celestial river flowing, rolling incessantly, as powerful as heaven and earth, and punched out.
"Huhu..."
As soon as the punch fell, the foehn wind howled and surged out with majestic momentum. The void was steaming, boiling, scorching, and fierce, as if a vast swamp had been boiled by a punch.
A thousand years of weather, only one punch.
"Steamed Daze style"
As the punch fell, everyone in the Jing'an Division felt a burst of intense heat, their whole bodies burning, and dark red flames ignited on the densely packed pothos vines and flowers.
If you observe carefully, you will find that these dark red flames are all burning from inside the vines.
Under the fierce burning wind, all the vines and pothos flowers in Jing'an Division were burned, leaving no trace of armor left.
He had witnessed the power of pothos vines and flowers with his own eyes, and he was still frightened by it.
Of course, that was before, and now he's scary.
Not to mention that he has mastered Foehn Wind. Foehn Wind has the effect of restraining pothos pollen. In terms of physical strength, it is completely different from before. Even if he stands here and lets the vines and pollen attack him, he will not be able to see it. Can pierce his skin.
Thick-skinned people are so willful!
However, just because he is not afraid does not mean that others are not afraid. If the vines and pothos flowers continue to grow like this, no one in Jing'an Division will be spared.
Therefore, he used the "Cloud Steaming Daze Style" to burn all the vines and flowers with one punch.
Of course, he also wanted to try the power of "Yunzheng Daze Style", and the result was naturally very satisfying.
"Foehn Wind? I didn't expect you to use Foehn Wind to forge and refine Gang Qi. No wonder you can survive in the Fire Wind Valley!"
The green radish fell on the ground, and the smile on his face turned into a burst of solemnity, surprise, and a hint of surprise.
"Yun Yan, I didn't expect you are really a green dill!" Only then did the others come back to their senses and looked at Yun Yan with disbelief on their faces.
"That's right, I'm Lu Luo! I've disappointed all of you uncles!" Yun Yan, or Lu Luo, smiled sweetly, seemingly apologizing, but without the slightest hint of guilt.
"Why?" At this time, Ling Jianqiu, who had been silent, asked in a calm tone, but anyone could hear the confusion and anger behind the calmness.
The rain is coming and the wind is blowing!
Luluo raised her head and looked at Ling Jianqiu, with a soft smile still on her face: "Why? Isn't this what your foster father expected?"
"Father, haven't you been hoping that Yun Yan can practice martial arts and strengthen her body since she was a child? Can she make achievements like a man? Can she become famous all over the world?"
"Yun Yan did it, and it's better than what you expected, and it's even more powerful. She's better than her! You should be happy, foster father!"
"My expectations? Yes, I hope that you can practice martial arts, make achievements, and be famous all over the world. But the premise is that you are a human being who can protect the weak from wind and rain, speak out for the good, and be able to protect the innocent in the world. Use your fist to seek justice, and use your sword to bring peace to all people..."
"Even if you are unable to practice martial arts, I still hope that you can uphold benevolence, be humane, do no harm to others, and be safe and happy throughout your life!"
Ling Jianqiu's eyes were filled with sadness: "But look at you, what have you become? What have you done?"
"He became a monster! He wants to destroy Anyang City and kill tens of thousands of people in Anyang!"
"Ask yourself, are you doing it for yourself? Or for me?"
"Hehe...you have noticed it, my adoptive father!" Luluo put her hands behind her back and smiled coquettishly.
"I remember that I was picked up from the snow by my adoptive father eighteen years ago. My parents were killed by a group of strange hunters passing by. I hid behind the corpses of my parents and escaped."
"I remember that I hid behind my mother's body for a full day and night. At that time, I didn't dare to shout, scream, cry, or move. I was afraid that if I made any noise or moved, I would be likened to someone. Slaughtered like cattle.”
"Day and night, the only things that accompanied me were ice, snow, cold wind, darkness and the corpses of my parents. I thought at that time, we are all human beings, why should we be so cruel? Not even the weird things in the wilderness! So, I grew up I just hope to become stronger and would rather be a careless ghost in troubled times than a pig or dog in the human world."
Luluo's eyes were distant, as if she had traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers, and saw her helpless and pitiful parents and herself.
"Unfortunately, because I stayed in the ice, snow and cold wind for too long, the cold air entered my body, and my body was too young and weak to practice martial arts. I was disappointed for a long time."
"Fortunately, there is no perfect way!" Luluo smiled softly: "When I was desperate, I accidentally saw the method of summoning the Youzhu in a book, saying that it can realize any wish. I held it in my arms I had a try mentality and gave it a try, but I didn’t expect it to work.”
"Youlord gave me the bloodline of a weirdo, gave me the method of cultivation, and made me extremely powerful. I like this feeling. As for me, there is no difference between being a weirdo or a human being. Sometimes, people are even more powerful than others. The monster is crueler and more terrifying than the monster, there is no difference between the two."
"Some are only strong and weak; some are only superior and inferior; some are only life and death!"
"Okay, what a difference between strength and weakness, superiority and life and death!" Ling Jianqiu's eyes were as cold as frost. He raised his sword upside down and took one step forward. The sword turned upside down, and the sword energy poured out like a river in an instant, causing mountains to collapse and the ground to crack.
"I will kill you now. We are both strong and weak, and we are also divided into life and death!"
However, before the sword energy fell, Luluo smiled softly and stretched out his hand. Two vines suddenly emerged from the ground and hit the pouring sword energy. The sword energy shattered with a bang, and then two vines came out of the ground. The lingering power of the vines was like a whip, hitting Ling Jianqiu's body hard, and Ling Jianqiu flew out like a piece of paper.
But just when he was about to hit the wall, Ye Qing took a step across and appeared behind Ling Jianqiu. He stretched out his hand to support Ling Jianqiu, releasing the strength from his body and then gently put it down.
"Chief Commander, let me handle this matter of distinguishing between superior and inferior, strong and weak, as well as life and death!"
Ye Qing looked at Luluo and said with a smile: "After all, there is still a big life-and-death debt to be settled between the two of us!"
"Indeed!" Luluo gently stroked the blue hair on her forehead, crossed her legs, sat lazily on a vine, and waved her hand: "Get out of the way. If I accidentally hurt all my uncles, my niece will also feel very distressed. oh!"
"Come on, take a punch from me!"
Ye Qing was too lazy to talk nonsense, his spine was like a dragon, and he punched out, still in the style of Yunzheng Daze.
The burning wind is fierce and the dark red spreads like a waving flag!
"Refining Gang Realm boxing skills? Wu Huan, you really impress my sister!"
Feeling the fierce burning wind in the air, Green Flower smiled sweetly. A vine carried the Green Flower and swept back. The ground cracked, and countless Green Flower vines came out. They were intertwined in layers, like a wall, blocking the front. .
Fire defeats wood, and Ye Qing's Foehn Wind is undoubtedly the bane of the Pothos Vine.
The foehn wind spread, and with a "boom", the layers of vines instantly burned into dark red flames, which were then swept up by the fist's aura, and swept towards the retreating green radish like a dragon of flames.
"Luluo, last time you chased me, how about I chase you this time? It tastes good!"
Ye Qing's vitality is endless, his skills are endless, his fists are not extinguished, but his momentum becomes even more powerful.
The clouds are steaming over the vast swamp, and the energy is shaking the sky.
