"boom"
There was a soft sound, and the short-haired man jumped out like a cheetah.
The short-haired man's target was Ye Qing, because among the three, the young man who was always smiling gave him the most dangerous feeling.
Since it is dangerous, it must be killed first.
The short-haired man was very fast. When the air exploded, he had already approached Ye Qing and punched him in the head.
Ye Qing raised his right fist to block the short-haired man's fist, and then grabbed his wrist. The short-haired man's muscles tensed up and he fell backwards.
The paper horse under Ye Qing's butt also exploded into pieces.
The moment he landed, the short-haired man took a deep breath, bent his legs slightly, then straightened them. With a soft sound, he jumped up faster and hit Ye Qing on the back of the head.
At the same time, the two knives in the cold man's hands were thrown out and flew towards Chu Nianjiu and Lin Yuhuai, while he swooped close to the ground like a poisonous snake.
Just when Chu Nianjiu and Lin Yuhuai thought that the cold man wanted to attack them, they saw him turning back like a snake in the middle of the sweep and pounced on Ye Qing.
Just as the short-haired man's fist was about to fall on Ye Qing's head, the cold man's knife was unsheathed and slashed at Ye Qing's legs.
Up and down, punch and knife, all in perfect coordination.
But Ye Qing seemed to have expected it, his head tilted slightly, and the short-haired man's fist rubbed Ye Qing's cheek and fell, hitting his shoulder.
Ye Qing's legs were knee-deep into the ground, and the ground with his feet as the center exploded. The violent energy shattered the sword light and knocked the cold man away.
After the short-haired man punched Ye Qing on the shoulder, he was a little stunned. He knew how heavy his punch was. Even a warrior who was a warrior would have broken bones and muscles after receiving his punch, but his punch landed on Ye Qing's shoulder. Ye Qing's shoulder felt like it was hit by a stone, and there was no reaction.
But the short-haired man did not hesitate, and swung his right fist along his shoulder, like a dragon waving its tail, preparing to hit Ye Qing's head.
He didn't believe that the head of the person in front of him would be as hard as his shoulders.
But as soon as he moved his fist halfway, he saw Ye Qing's slightly bent head tilting towards him from the other side, as if he was trying to clamp his fist with his neck.
The short-haired man originally thought it was a bit ridiculous, but when Ye Qing's shoulders fell, the short-haired man felt as if his arms were being pressed down by a mountain, making it difficult to move an inch.
The short-haired man's expression changed, and his whole body surged with strength. Waves of black and violent flames surged up his arms, trying to break free from Ye Qing's grasp.
But at this moment, the short-haired man only felt a pain in his abdomen, and then a majestic and terrifying force poured into his body. His ribs and internal organs cracked inch by inch, and the blood in his body was dissolved and evaporated under the extremely blazing Gangqi.
He could clearly feel that as he flew out, his life force was slowly disappearing.
When the short-haired man flew out upside down, the cold man had already jumped up. The two knives in his hands were intertwined and spinning, and the sword light was like a sudden wind, slashing towards Ye Qing.
After two sword blows, the cold man abandoned the sword and held the two swords on his body again. The long sword was unsheathed in an instant, and the sword was as majestic as a mountain collapse.
Then, the cold man kept repeating the previous actions, discarding the knife, drawing the knife, discarding the knife, and drawing the knife.
The sword is full of divine will, as powerful as lightning, and as powerful as a mountain collapse.
The terrifying knife blade spread, and large areas of maple trees around it were broken. The fiery red maple leaves were crushed by the sword light before they fell, and countless hideous knife marks appeared on the ground.
When all the knives on his body were unsheathed, a sinister smile appeared on the cold man's face, feeling relieved.
He has many knives on his body, but in fact he only knows one sword, and he just draws it out.
There are only two types of sword techniques he has practiced, the technique of raising the sword and the technique of drawing the sword to cut. The technique of raising the sword is to keep the sword in the sheath, accumulate strength and cultivate the mind, and draw the sword to kill the enemy.
Therefore, although he only knows one move, he has many swords. Each sword is full of sword intent, and each sword is invincible.
He usually kills people, and at most, he only uses five swords. The first sword cuts off the opponent's weapon, the second, third, and fourth swords split his body-protecting aura, and the fifth sword directly kills people. Cut off the opponent's head.
This time, he slashed fifteen times, and he didn't believe the opponent could stop it.
But the next moment, there was a strange tinkling sound in his ears. He understood that it was not one sound, but a sound formed by many sounds overlapping together. It was just because the interval between each sound was too short, It was so short that before the first sound disappeared, the second sound rang out, so it connected together to form a slightly long and weird sound.
A hint of shock gradually appeared on the cold man's face, and he suddenly thought of a not-so-good possibility. Those sounds couldn't be the sounds of the other party blocking his fifteen swords at the same time.
Probably... not.
He knew how fast his sword was, and no one could block his fifteen swords at the same time.
But as soon as he finished his thoughts, his eyes widened, because his fifteen knives flew up at the same time, and the power contained in those fifteen knives was eliminated in a burst of crimson and breeze.
When the crimson disappeared, he saw Ye Qing standing in front of him unharmed, not even a strand of his clothes was damaged, holding a slightly shorter, gentle, beautiful knife in his hand, like a beauty.
He had seen many knives, but he had to admit that the knife in Ye Qing's hand was the most beautiful knife he had ever seen. It was graceful and charming.
"What a beautiful knife."
The cold man spoke subconsciously.
But as soon as the words came out, he felt that his voice was a little weird, his throat hurt, and there were aches everywhere on his body.
He subconsciously looked down and saw countless dense scars appearing on his body at some point, so many that he couldn't even count them.
It was only then that he felt a wave of weakness, which was the feeling of the disappearance of life's inspiration.
"What a fast knife."
He said something more and then fell down.
"Thank you for the compliment."
Ye Qing smiled softly. The knife in his hand was naturally the Red Sleeve Knife. The knife technique used to kill the cold man was the "Spring Breeze" style of the "Spring Breeze and Drizzle Knife".
The spring breeze leaves no trace, and murder is silent.
Originally, the "Spring Breeze and Drizzle Knife" focused on the gentleness and continuousness of the sword technique, as gentle and silent as the spring breeze, and as continuous as the drizzle. However, in the process of practicing the "Spring Breeze and Drizzle Knife", he unconsciously The "fast" of "Soul Chasing Sword Technique" is integrated into it.
Who says the spring breeze and drizzle can't be as fast as lightning? !
The spring breeze passes and the drizzle falls, making that head roll.
Huo Nu and the woman seemed not to have expected that the short-haired man and the cold man would be defeated so quickly. It seemed that they fell down in just the blink of an eye.
But they couldn't allow them to think too much, because Ye Qing had already walked towards them.
One step before, Ye Qing was still several feet away. After one step, Ye Qing was only three feet away from them.
"Gu Niang, take action."
Huo Nu growled, or his voice was hoarse due to being too nervous. ,
The abscesses all over the body of the woman, Gu Niang, burst, and poisonous insects crawled out from the ruptured abscesses. There were poisonous mosquitoes, spiders, centipedes, and a large area.
Those poisonous insects are extremely poisonous. As soon as they appear, the surrounding flowers and plants begin to wither and the maple leaves wither.
A long sword shaped like a flame appeared in the hand of the fire slave. As the long sword was swung, a strong wind roared and flames flew. The strong wind blew the fire, and the waves of fire overlapped, transforming into countless strange things, and rushed towards Ye Qing.
Weirdness may be true or false, true or false, disturbing people's soul and mind.
Facing the swarm of fire sea insects, Ye Qing remained calm and unhurried. Black and white auras circulated around his body, yin and yang complemented each other, transforming life and death. All the waves of fire and strange things rushing towards him seemed to be gently pushed away by invisible hands. As if he was dead, the wave of fire burned to the side along his body, melting the ground, and the weirdo fell to the ground for no reason.
Ye Qing has an elegant figure, walking in the sea of fire, untainted by dust and untouched by all things.
"Nine Postures of Tai Chi"
Walking in the sea of fire, Ye Qing actually felt a little regretful. He had not been practicing "Tai Chi Nine Movements" for long. With the help of the magic of Wu Lou, he was able to practice "Tai Chi Nine Movements" to a small degree. There was still a long way to master it. There is a long way to go, otherwise the "Tai Chi Nine Movements" can not only use force to unload force, but also use the other's method to return the other's body, reflecting all the attacks back.
At the same time, Gu Niang's poisonous insects also merged into the flames and flew over. The red sleeve in Ye Qing's hand swayed with a layer of crimson ripples. The crimson sword light seemed to be there but not there, like the lingering spring breeze, or like the continuous drizzle, dotted with crimson. In the meantime, there seems to be a beautiful woman dancing in the spring breeze and drizzle.
A beautiful woman dances with unparalleled elegance.
In the gentle crimson, the insect tide continues to melt away, and as the insect tide melts away, the crimson becomes more and more vivid, and wisps of fragrance fill the air.
The eyes of Huo Nu and Gu Niang were blurred, as if they were trapped in the gentle and lingering light of the sword, unable to extricate themselves.
After all, Huo Nu was in the God-washing realm. At the last moment, he finally realized the danger and broke away from the influence of the sword light. Gu Niang was not so lucky and was annihilated by the gentle sword light.
The fire slave monster screamed and ran away.
But just halfway through, Ye Qing tapped the void with his finger. Huo Nu's eyes lost focus and he fell to the ground.
When Huo Nu fell, the crimson sword light also began to disappear. Gu Niang had already fallen, her body was covered with wounds, and she was extremely miserable.
"Watch them."
Before Chu Nianjiu and Lin Yuhuai could speak, Ye Qing's figure had disappeared into the distance, leaving only a wisp of sound coming from afar.
Chu Nianjiu and Lin Yuhuai looked at each other and said one sentence in their hearts:
This boy is so terrifying.
On the other side, the scholar was running away desperately, fearing that if he ran away too slowly, he would follow in the footsteps of Huo Nu and the others.
In fact, he already attached great importance to Ye Qing and the others, so he did not take action without permission, but informed Huo Nu and the others. When he thought about it, there were Huo Nu and Gu Niang who were in the God-washing realm, plus two half-step washers. God, it’s not enough to deal with these three people.
It is true that the result was more than enough, but it was more than enough to deal with them. One person destroyed them all.
He was afraid, so he ran away without any hesitation. He wanted to tell the general what happened here.
But he had just run a few steps when he suddenly felt his head sinking, as if something had taken away his soul. His mind was dull, his vision went dark, and he fell to the ground.
Before fainting, he vaguely saw the young man who defeated Huo Nu and others appearing in front of him and smiling softly.
