Qin Chuzhen couldn't help but speak directly. He lowered his head and brushed the dust on his knees. Ding Wanxing immediately stood in front of the person and said loudly: "I'll meet you first to see if you have the qualifications to make the decision."
Qin Xiang'er didn't bother to look at him sideways. Ding Wanxing looked angry and slashed Qin Xiang'er's face with his knife.
Xie Fu was ready to rescue him at any time. When he noticed that Qin Xiang'er's body was leaking his true energy, he sat still.
Facing Ding Wanxing's blade, Qin Xiang'er waved his sleeves to greet him.
Peng!
Ding Wanxing's blade fell behind his sleeve, and he felt a strong resistance from the true energy, followed by a strong pulling force, and Bing Fengjing took off his hands and flew out of the window.
Surprised and embarrassed, he saw Qin Xiang'er pushing towards him with a flat palm. Ding Wanxing was so startled that he instinctively waved his palm to block it.
The two palms touched each other, but there was no sound of clashing, but the two objects stuck together as if they were born to be attracted to each other.
An indescribable cold energy penetrated the palm of his hand, forcing Ding Wanxing to use all his strength to offset it. If he relaxed even a little bit, his veins would burst and die.
Xie Fu looked happy, but he didn't expect Sister Xiang'er to be secretive. She had been with her for several years and didn't know anything about her.
If you think about it carefully, back then he was a weak scholar who couldn't even defeat a strong man, so how could he see the depth of Qin Xiang'er.
Tie Xue and others were slightly surprised. They had already guessed that Qin Xiang'er must have some ability to dare to speak wild words, but they did not expect that Ding Wanxing was just a general in front of her.
Zhang Lingluo was not surprised at all. She had already learned from Chen Qinglan that Qin Xiang'er was Wei Wushi's direct disciple, and she even knew Qin Xiang'er's temperament.
Qin Xiang'er is a bit like Elder Dugu. She doesn't like to get involved in Taoist fights, but she is honest and courageous and is not afraid to stand out.
Ding Wanxing secretly complained at this moment, he couldn't advance, he couldn't retreat, he was riding a tiger and it was hard to get off.
Qin Xiang'er looked at Ding Wanxing with a playful smile on her lips. It would be easy for her to kill Ding Wanxing.
However, she did not do this. Compared with killing a person, taking away the thing that a person is most proud of can make people fear, be subdued in fear, beg for mercy while being subdued, and reflect on themselves while begging for mercy.
Wouldn't that be better than killing him.
In this constant situation of being on the verge of death, Ding Wanxing does feel fear, but he is a man and he cannot beg for mercy. This is not only related to his face, but also the face of Liumen.
Shi Kaishan saw a trace of heat coming out of Ding Wanxing's head, but Qin Xiang'er was able to do it with ease, knowing that Ding Wanxing could no longer hold on.
Regardless of joining forces or not, sneak attacks or not, he slashed at Qin Xiang'er with all his strength. This sword was domineering and proud, with the power of breaking mountains. If there was no one in front of him, it would be enough to collapse the house.
The purpose of this knife was to make Qin Xiang'er stop, so that Ding Wanxing could stop and retreat.
Qin Xiang'er raised his other hand, his sleeves rolled up, and the power of Shi Kaishan's sword disappeared instantly. The blade fell out of his hand, and then, like Ding Wanxing, his palm was stuck to Qin Xiang'er.
Being in it, Shi Kaishan realized that the matter was far beyond his estimation. At this moment, it was like a martial arts master's true energy fighting each other. If there was any slack, the true energy would kill him suddenly. It was extremely dangerous.
But it was just that he and Ding Wanxing were fighting each other, and Qin Xiang'er was clearly the one who controlled their life and death.
She could easily kill two people, but she chose this torture-like method.
Shi Kaishan saw the question in Qin Xiang'er's smiling eyes. He refused to beg for mercy. What about you?
Fei Yi, a six-door detective, could not be so different from Shi Kaishan in character.
The one most suitable to take action in the field is Tie Xue. He is the highest-ranking purple-clothed agent in the six gates. It is natural for him to take action to save his colleagues.
Qin Chuzhen moved his eyes to him, and Zhang Lingluo also moved her eyes to him.
But for Tie Xue, he was extremely conflicted. Qin Xiang'er's palms were against the two of them, and he had no spare hands. It would be shameless for him to take action at this time.
Seeing the heat rising above Shi Kaishan and Ding Wanxing's heads, reason finally triumphed over morality.
He scolded: "Qin Xiang'er, don't give up yet."
After making a sound, he took out the knife.
As a purple-robed detective, Tie Xue's cultivation level was much higher than that of Shi Kaishan and Ding Wanxing. Before the blade came, Qin Xiang'er's face already felt cold.
The smile at the corner of his mouth stopped, his eyes hardened, and he stopped being careless.
Obviously the most sensible way is to let Shi Kaishan and Ding Wanxing go first to deal with Tie Xue's sword.
However, unexpectedly, Qin Xiang'er didn't close her palms and didn't move. So why should she resist Tie Xue's sword!
Is my own strong body-protecting energy true?
To be able to survive an all-out attack from a second-grade master by relying on one's own body-protecting Qi, one's cultivation level should be at least... immeasurable.
Qin Xiang'er gave the answer, and the silk on his shoulder moved automatically, like a streak of mercury, under the control of the object out of thin air.
The iron-blooded knife was as strong as a stone when it was thrown into the lake, leaving only a ripple, and then the knife easily became entangled in the long silk.
The knife is a murder weapon, and the long silk is just a piece of clothing wrapped around the arms. Tie Xue glanced at the long silk, and realized that the long silk was not a permanent object, it should be Qin Xiang'er's weapon.
After the two energies collided, Tie Xue immediately felt a force coming from him, intending to force him to hold on to the sword.
It is widely said that taking off the sword is a humiliation for a warrior. At this time, Tie Xue happened to share the pressure for Shi Kaishan and Ding Wanxing, and their luck was at odds.
The scene is stalemate! Qin Xiang'er defeated three with one, or captured three with one.
Qin Chuzhen has the ability to take action, but his identity makes it difficult for him to take action. Just like two children fighting, if adults are involved, the conflict between the two children will evolve into a big conflict between two families, or even two families.
He looked at Zhang Lingluo, I've already done my best, why are you still sitting back and watching?
Zhang Lingluo smiled and asked, "Qin Xiang'er, are you okay? If you don't want to give up, I won't embarrass you."
"Little bitch, what do you think?"
Zhang Lingluo giggled and said: "Tough, I like this old dog like you. It's fun to tame it like this. Master, please be merciful." These words were meant to reassure Fu Xie, and besides...
Qin Xiang'er is the direct disciple of Wei Wushi. Without Xuannv's reminder, Zhan Zhennan knows that Qin Xiang'er cannot be killed, and the purpose of their coming to Qin Tower tonight is not White Lotus, but Qin Xiang'er.
"Then let me try to see what level your cultivation level is at?"
Zhan Zhennan did not use his weapon, but pushed Qin Xiang'er's back with his flat palm.
Using weapons is a life and death fight, but this method is a battle of high and low. There is an intention to ask for advice.
As one of the Five Mysteries of Xuanzong, although Zhan Zhennan only has a second-level cultivation level, the second-level realm can be subdivided into nine levels. The same second-level cultivation level also has differences at the top of the mountain and at the bottom of the mountain.
Although this palm was directed towards Qin Xiang'er, the three iron-blooded men who were fighting Qin Xiang'er's true energy could still feel the coldness hitting their faces, and they had the same thought in their hearts - so strong!
But Qin Xiang'er, who bore the brunt of the attack, chuckled. Except for Dugu Shangzhi, the other five mysteries of Xuanzong were all ordinary people.
Qin Xiang'er's clothes were bulging, and her pretty figure was hidden within the bulging clothes.
The pop sound was like slapping clothes, and Zhan Zhennan's palm was like slapping cotton. Qin Xiang'er's bulging clothes slightly dented where Zhan Zhennan's palms fell, biting and wrapping Zhan Zhennan's palms.
