"Holy crap, one blow injured a monk at the first level of Yuan Hua Realm and two cultivators at the peak of Hundred Meridians Realm. This guy's cultivation level must be at least similar to that of the eldest sister in her heyday, right?"
In fact, less than ten breaths have passed since the arrival of this handsome white-robed young man, which shows that his strength is extraordinary.
"Okay, now it's your turn, junior!"
After finishing the three blind moments of fun, the handsome young man slowly turned his head, and his lazy eyes slowly locked on Qingyun.
Although the man was handsome, after being stared at by him, the young master suddenly felt like a ray of light on his back, as if the man he was staring at was not a human being, but a huge snake and scorpion.
"A senior who is a dignified Yuanhua Realm bullied me, a junior who is not yet at the Hundred Meridians Realm. Don't you feel ashamed?"
Qingyun has always been self-aware, and the monks who can still live in the Thirty-three Realms are all elites. He can't even sustain twenty moves in Xiao Luoyi's hands, let alone this mysterious young man.
"no!"
He didn't seem to feel the slightest bit ashamed because of Qingyun's words. The handsome man smiled slightly, showing his white teeth, and there was no hint of murderous intent on his neutral face.
But Qingyun knows that the more this kind of person is, the more unblinking he is when killing people. To a certain extent, he is somewhat similar to himself.
"Then I dare to ask senior how he is willing to let that woman go!"
Knowing that it would be useless to talk more, Qingyun simply said bluntly.
Although Xiao Qi said that the time of condensing the soul's afterbirth is the first life and death hurdle they will face, Qingyun is now extremely eager to have power.
At this time, he no longer has, nor dares to have, the fear of stepping into the Yuanhua Realm.
Because his own incompetence caused the pain and helplessness of being unable to protect the important people in his heart, he never wanted to try again in this life.
The handsome young man seemed to hear the determination in Qingyun's words, with a slightly interested look on his face and surprisingly said:
"You want her?"
"She's my wife!"
Qingyun nodded and said without thinking.
Not far away, Xiao Luoyi closed her beautiful eyes tightly, but her delicate body trembled slightly, revealing the unquenchable throbbing in her heart.
Hearing this, a trace of anger that was imperceptible to others flashed across the man's face, but he still smiled:
"Haha, I see, then I want her to be my woman even more~"
She gently shook the white paper fan in her hand and heard him continue to joke:
"Of course, I have to make it clear that I have no shortage of women, but this woman is pretty good-looking. Maybe when I have had enough fun, I can reward her to you. The premise is that you have to kneel down and kowtow to me. Three rings!"
When Qingyun heard this, a cold light suddenly rose in his eyes. He forced himself to suppress the evil energy around him so as not to show bloody pupils, and said:
"Really? Then I want to see if you have that ability!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The handsome young man laughed loudly as if he had heard a big joke. As the laughter gradually subsided, countless inexplicable sparks burst out from his starry eyes:
"It's interesting, it's really interesting. You are just an ant in the Hundred Meridians Realm, but you actually have the courage to say such big words. This is the first time I have seen you in more than a hundred years."
After a pause, the young man said coldly:
"But Feng Da is not afraid of flashing his tongue!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man completely ignored the status and posture of his senior master, raised his paper fan easily and freely, and fired the same milky white spiritual power towards Qingyun.
No matter in terms of speed or power, it was three points faster than before!
"Damn! This sissy actually kept her hands!"
The attack methods of Yuan Hua realm monks have long been no longer limited to simple collisions of mortal soldiers. The more Yuan Shen's afterbirth is covered, the higher the realm, and the more precise the control over spiritual power.
He saw that the milky white spiritual power he had at his fingertips was first divided into three parts in mid-air, and then divided into nine parts. He attacked Qingyun from various tricky and weird angles, the same move he used when he and Xiao Luo fought against the flying stars. "Bai Bing" is quite similar.
The most terrifying thing is that the power of these nine spiritual powers has not been reduced at all due to differentiation, and they are as fast as wind and thunder as if they were copied.
In the midst of lightning and flint, Qingyun's brain instantly thought of countless evasive routes, but unfortunately, these nine spiritual powers blocked all of his escape routes without any coincidence!
"No, you can't avoid it, otherwise you will suffer at least two serious injuries on your body!"
His mind was spinning, and a trace of cruelty flashed across Qingyun's face.
I saw that he did not dodge, gathered the spiritual power on his feet, then jumped up, penetrated into the nine spiritual powers like a flying shuttle, raised his sword and stabbed the handsome young man, trying to use the fastest speed to kill the handsome young man. Evade the attacks of these nine spiritual powers with speed and minimum cost.
"childish!"
There was an obvious look of ridicule on the young man's face, and he uttered two words of sarcasm.
He saw that with a wave of his folding fan, nine spiritual powers merged into one, and he wanted to beat Qingyun into a sieve! But isn't Qingyun that stupid and reckless person?
He was betting on the opponent's hand!
First, he raised his hand in the air, and then swung three swords in a row. Four nine-curved sword energy came one after another like a crucian carp crossing a river, hitting several of the spiritual powers.
Naturally, the young man's weak sword energy cannot completely defeat the spiritual power of the Yuan Hua realm monks, but these nine spiritual powers are already showing signs of becoming one.
Being hit by him four times in succession, it was like a machine running at high speed. A slight difference could lead to a huge mistake. The nine spiritual powers suddenly showed some signs of disorder, as if they were about to deviate from the master's control.
"It's now!"
As Qingyun was flying in the air, he could not use any force, so he had to abandon the nameless sword, which had been broken into several gaps by the opponent's spiritual power. Like a dragonfly touching water, he took advantage of the sword and made another vertical leap, barely able to avoid the gaps between the nine spiritual powers. After this killing calamity.
"It's interesting."
A pleasing smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, and he looked at Xiao Luoyi in the distance thoughtfully and said.
Without the sword, Qingyun could only face the unfathomable young man with his bare hands.
He knew that he could not be his opponent at all, but at least he had to give Xiao Luoyi a chance to escape!
"Sister, why are you so stunned? Use Feng Xingyu to run away!"
Qingyun roared at Xiao Luoyi, who was still pretending to be healed.
But somehow, ever since this handsome young man arrived, Xiao Luoyi's eyes were always hovering over him, as if he had never heard of his own danger.
Qingyun was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and secretly thought that the eldest sister was suffering from a nymphomaniac disease, right? How long has it been since you started admiring handsome men?
No matter how Qingyun shouted, Xiao Luoyi still sat cross-legged, and I remained unmoved. There was even a hint of pride in her slightly lowered eyes.
However, to Qingyun, her expression always seemed to have a hint of despair.
"Does the eldest sister want to go to hell with me?"
Thinking of this, Qingyun couldn't help but become more anxious. The blood line in the center of his eyebrows had already fluctuated with the spiritual power, and the tide seemed to be appearing.
A punch was thrown out, and the handsome young man did not dodge or dodge. He grasped Qingyun's wind-whistling fist with only one hand as if he wanted to do whatever he wanted.
Suddenly, Qingyun felt a strong force suddenly coming from the palm of the other party's hand. His hand bones creaked as if they were about to be crushed by him, and he broke out in cold sweat from the pain.
"You're quite strong and your bones are pretty strong, boy!"
The young man shook his head, not knowing whether he was laughing at Qingyun's recklessness or sincerely praising him. He shook the folding fan with landscape paintings in a leisurely manner and said leisurely.
But then he saw him flicking his hand with one hand, and the blue cloud was like a flying arrow, and was involuntarily thrown into the air by him, without any resistance at all.
Immediately afterwards, the young man waved his folding fan again, and several seemingly ordinary milky-white spiritual powers shot towards the blue clouds in the sky.
"Hmph! I want to see how you can dodge now!"
This time Qingyun not only had nowhere to draw on, but also had no weapons to block. He truly became a piece of fish on someone's chopping board, or a lamb to be slaughtered.
But his mind is not on himself at all now.
Because Qingyun saw that the handsome man abandoned him after the attack and walked step by step towards where Xiao Luo was sitting cross-legged!
"not good!"
Qingyun was shocked when he saw this. He didn't have any better solution in this flash of lightning. Could it be that he had to activate the power of blood?
It's just that there are two powerful Shinjo living outside the Fuming Ancient Ruins. Isn't this tantamount to seeking death?
Moreover, even if he uses the power of the true spirit, it will only strengthen his physical body, and it will still be difficult to match this handsome young man.
"We are not opponents on the same level, so why don't we have to burn our true energy? That's right! Our true energy!"
An idea flashed in Qingyun's mind, and he took out a pill from his arms at lightning speed and swallowed it without saying a word.
Nine Death Pill!
He didn't do it, but it was the Nine Death Pill that Hua Yumian left to Alian that day, and Alian handed it over to Qingyun!
Xiao Luoyi's current situation is very critical, and he may be raped by this young man at any time, but even if he dies, he must keep his eldest sister safe!
Qingyun said firmly in his heart!
The rich aroma of the Nine Death Pill still lingered between his lips and teeth, and the huge medicinal power filled Qingyun's limbs and bones like a stormy wave.
As the medicine penetrated, he felt that the thin natal essence in his inner elixir had a burning sensation that was ready to move. The powerful force between his breaths and inhales made his eyes sharp in an instant.
Of course, the burning sensation was just an illusion, not really ignited.
What was really burning was the extremely small amount of spiritual power in his body, but just this part of the spiritual power created a resolutely tragic and indomitable aura that instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.
What's even more terrifying is that the tragic and tragic light exuded by Qingyun also contains a vague sense of boundless gray mist and deathly silence. This kind of aura of death and inanimate can directly affect people's minds!
Although no one is watching, I still start walking three times a day, coming from the humbleness of being on the street~
