Ying Hao flew past Gu Qinglong and immediately pressed his palm on the stone tablet.
At the bottom of the stele, a dazzling dark golden light emerged and began to rise slowly.
Seeing this, Gu Qinglong looked at the visitor with a slightly cold expression.
What came into view was a man of sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a white robe, fair skin, swinging a folding fan gently, and looking as gentle as jade.
"Jiang Yu, you really like to be nosy!" Gu Qinglong looked at the man in white with slightly narrowed eyes and said coldly.
"Haha..." Jiang Yu retracted her hand, swung her folding fan gently, her eyes revealed a dangerous light, and said with a chuckle: "Minding your own business is not considered nosy."
"Isn't it good to live well? Why do you have to seek death!" Gu Qinglong's eyes were cold, he smiled coldly, wrapped his palm in thick black mist, and struck Jiang Yu with a bang.
"Tsk." Jiang Yu frowned slightly, pushed with one hand, and threw out the folding fan, turning it towards Gu Qinglong's neck like a blade. At the same time, he stamped his steps again, and when he retreated, a palm print was blasted out.
Bang.
A muffled sound erupted between the two, and a strange black energy filled the air.
"Hey, it's fun to watch."
"I don't know what kind of hatred or grievances we have to resolve here."
"It's none of our business anyway, just watching the show."
…
Seeing the fight starting in front of the stone monument, everyone retreated together, folding their hands, as if they were watching a good show.
"Hahaha, Jiang Yu, you want to save people, can you do it? Ying Hao can't leave the stone tablet with his hands now, I can poison him with just one blow!" The black mist rolled, and Gu Qinglong laughed a little coldly.
"Despicable villain!" Jiang Yu said coldly with an ugly face.
"You're welcome." Gu Qinglong replied, and the black fog suddenly rolled, and several blasts of wind sounded.
The next moment, several darts shot out from the black mist, piercing Jiang Yu.
Jiang Yu's expression remained unchanged, and she took out a long sword. With a flick of her wrist, the sword swam towards several darts like a spiritual snake.
Ding.
With a crisp sound, Jiang Yu's long sword collided with a dart. Immediately, his wrist flicked, and the dart was thrown to the ground as the sword trembled slightly.
Ding ding ding…
There were several more crisp sounds, and each dart was shaken off by the sword. Now, only the last dart was still flying in the air. Jiang Yu followed suit and wanted to shoot down this last dart.
But at this moment, the dart suddenly trembled slightly, exploded with a "bang", and several fragments flew out.
Even though Jiang Yu reacted quickly and turned the sword sharply, a fragment still broke through the defense and pierced his lower waist.
"You still like to play dirty tricks so much, Gu Qinglong!" Jiang Yu pulled out the dart fragments with one hand and threw them away. His eyes were slightly focused, looking at the black mist, and his voice was cold.
"Haha, didn't you already know that?" Gu Qinglong said with a sinister smile in the black mist.
"Ying Hao can't leave the stone monument now. To me, he is a living target. As for you, I spared your life back then. Since you don't care about your own life, then die here today!" As he said that, the black mist trembled slightly. After a few clicks, they gathered together and turned into a strange palm print that looked like black jade.
"Jiang Yu, Junior Brother Jiang, you should still remember this fourth-grade combat skill, Black Sky Palm!" Gu Qinglong gently pressed his hand against the palm print, smiled ferociously, and exerted his strength on his arm.
Buzz…
As Gu Qinglong exerted his strength, the black palm prints suddenly trembled and buzzed.
Immediately, with a flick of his wrist, the palm print turned into a dark beam of light, heading straight towards Jiang Yu.
Jiang Yu's face was solemn, and she held the long sword in her hand. She danced with sword light, turning into an airtight sword net, facing the dark palm prints.
Behind, Jinchen looked slightly disappointed as he watched the fighting in the field.
"Too weak." Jinchen muttered in a low voice.
Because I had always heard that Ying Hao was the number one genius in Dingyao City, I thought he should be quite powerful. But now it seems that it is nothing more than that.
Next is Jiang Yu, the number one in the Jiang clan. When she was in the third stage of Ning Ling, she teamed up with Ying Lang and Yao Feng to kill a fourth-level monster.
Now he has reached the fourth stage of Condensation, and is much stronger than before. But at this time, Jinchen felt that he was too weak and inconsistent with his reputation.
"Do you really think everyone is the same as you?" Looking at her expression, Shen Luoyuan knew what she was thinking. He couldn't help but chuckle and lightly flicked her brain.
"Your [Heaven and Earth Yoshitsune] is of a very high grade, and there are few techniques in the world that can compare with it. Of course, your strength cannot be measured by ordinary standards."
"Furthermore, the [Yuanli] you have cultivated is a spiritual energy of extremely high quality. One [Yuanli] can be equal to several other people's spiritual energy, and the combat power will naturally be much stronger."
"You, please don't make things difficult for ordinary people~"
"I can't help it. After fighting with Xiu Shen, I feel that Ning Ling is so weak." Jin Chen spread his hands and said with some helplessness.
When she said this, Gu Qinglong's palm print had already broken through Jiang Yu's layers of sword nets, and was about to hit Jiang Yu.
Jinchen raised her eyebrows, and with a thought in her mind, a crystal blue transparent shield suddenly condensed out, blocking Jiang Yu.
Bang!
There was just a muffled sound, and everyone saw Jiang Yu being blown away by Gu Qinglong's palm print, drawing an arc in mid-air, and falling to the side.
But just as he was about to land, Jiang Yu suddenly trembled and stabbed the ground with his sword.
There was just a crisp sound, and the ground where Jiang Yu was stabbed instantly cracked. Jiang Yu also used this blow to resolve most of the impact in his body. He waved his sleeves and landed firmly on the ground.
Jiang Yu was still frightened until he landed. He took a deep breath, and his pale face gradually turned rosy. Then he stared at Gu Qinglong in front of the stone monument with uncertainty.
At this time, Gu Qinglong had already turned around, holding his hand like a claw and roaring out towards Ying Hao.
In his opinion, a "Black Sky Palm" is enough to seriously injure or even kill Jiang Yu. Therefore, after blasting out a palm, he no longer paid attention to Jiang Yu, but turned to deal with Ying Hao, who was unable to move.
"Ying Hao, you should die!" Gu Qinglong shouted coldly, whipped up strong wind with one claw, and roared out.
Dang, click.
With two consecutive sounds, a delicate transparent crystal blue shield appeared out of thin air, blocking the space between Gu Qinglong's claws and Ying Hao.
It's just that the shield's defensive power doesn't seem to be strong. Although it blocked Gu Qinglong's attack, it itself was punched through five holes by Gu Qinglong's fingers.
Now the shield is full of cracks, as if it will break in the next second.
Seeing that the attack was blocked, Gu Qinglong's face suddenly turned gloomy. A look of anger appeared in his eyes, and he snorted coldly: "My master is the third elder of Baidu Sect. You want to control my direct disciple Gu Qinglong of Baidu Sect." What’s your business?!”
"Oh, one master for each one, one sect for each one..." Jin Chen slowly walked out from behind, looking at Gu Qinglong not far away, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes.
She paused for a moment before continuing: "That is to say..."
brush--
A sound of breaking wind sounded, and Jin Chen's figure trembled slightly. The next moment, a girl in a red dress came to Gu Qinglong and squeezed his wrist tightly with one hand. The huge force made Gu Qinglong gasp.
"You don't have much ability yourself, right?" Jinchen smiled and held his mask with one hand before slowly finishing what he said before.
