"Back off."
Qin Xiangyang took a deep breath, with a rare look of solemnity on his face: "Demon cultivation can affect the minds of low-level monks and even plant demon seeds. Don't think nonsense!"
Ye Fan pulled Dongfang Yuan back quickly.
After thinking about it, he finally suppressed the urge to hide in the ancient jade space with Dongfang Yuan.
After all, there are outsiders here.
Even if Qin Yun is a good person, even if Qin Xiangyang's character is acceptable, but... Ye Fan doesn't dare to bet.
Not to mention that the five-color stone is the key to opening the fairy door, just talk about the actual use value of this black jade, which is immeasurable.
"Hide behind me."
Ye Fan spoke to Dongfang Yuan.
"Yes, Master."
"..."
Qin Xiangyang's teeth were almost broken.
As someone who has been there, he naturally knows that his daughter has a deep love for her savior, Ye Fan, but he heard Qin Yun say that this kid already has a wife and daughter, and now there is another woman beside him... Damn it.
This kid really deserves to die!
He thought so, but facing the demonized Zhao Xiang, Qin Xiangyang quickly offered up a broken white shield, which was covered with tiny cracks and exuded an ancient atmosphere.
The shield was able to grow in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a behemoth like a mountain.
But the shield was not a defensive magic weapon, but instead hit Zhao Xiang directly to everyone's surprise.
"Boom!"
With a shocking loud noise, Zhao Xiang was suppressed under the huge shield.
"this……"
Turtle Shell Lingbao's mung bean eyes widened, and he suddenly thought of Liu Yiyi's Qiulai Sword. The two were almost the same.
Ye Fan didn't think about it, he just felt the blood vessels on his forehead pulsing, and an inexplicable uneasiness enveloped his heart, so he took Dongfang Yuan and took a few steps back.
"..."
Qin Xiangyang almost laughed angrily.
This brat named Ye is really afraid of death. What's the use of hiding so far away?
This is a small, sealed barrier that no one can get in or out unless Zhao Xiang lifts it himself.
but.
Qin Xiangyang just thought about it, and then stared at Zhao Xiang with all his attention. With his level, he could not kill Zhao Xiang with one blow!
The shield, which was as huge and thick as a mountain, cracked and cracked, making Qin Xiangyang feel distressed.
Obviously.
This little shield can't kill Zhao Xiang, and is about to collapse.
"burst!"
Qin Xiangyang shouted, the shield exploded immediately, and the terrifying spiritual energy vortex swallowed Zhao Xiang.
Ye Fan's pupils shrank when he saw it.
The scope of the exploding spiritual energy vortex is very small, no more than five meters in radius. This range control over the explosion of the magic weapon is really too strong.
Qin Xiangyang knows how to be cautious.
He did not rush into melee combat, but continued to attack with his sword from a distance, and at the same time used his hand to create a series of spells.
Amid the dust and smoke, Zhao Xiang's shrill screams became smaller and smaller until they disappeared. Even the terrifying demonic energy from before has dissipated a lot.
However, Qin Xiangyang was not having an easy time. His face was slightly pale, and he swallowed the pill to restore his spiritual energy. It was obvious that he was going all out and taking action without any reservation.
"Should he be dead?"
Not only Qin Xiangyang thought so, but Ye Fan also thought so.
"call……"
Wait until the dust and smoke clears.
Qin Xiangyang's expression was dull, and he saw a black 'egg' in the center of the place where he had been attacking for a long time. The strange black silk thread actually wrapped Zhao Xiang in it, like a silkworm cocoon.
"boom"
"boom"
"boom"
The sound of a strong beating heart came from the black cocoon, accompanied by the aura of rising realms.
It was so high that the expression of Qin Xiangyang, the great elder of Penglai Immortal Palace, changed drastically.
Don't care about rest.
Qin Xiangyang attacked crazily again.
But the black cocoon transformed from black silk was too strong. No matter how Qin Xiangyang attacked, it could not leave even the slightest trace.
Qin Xiangyang's expression was gloomy. How could Zhao Xiang be so difficult to deal with after becoming a demon? Completely subverting his cognition!
At this time.
Qin Xiangyang suddenly heard Ye Fan's voice coming from the back: "Senior Qin, do you still have a trump card? If not..."
Qin Xiangyang was stunned and said happily: "Do you have it?"
"No."
"Then what are you asking!"
"If the seniors don't have it, the juniors will slip away."
"..."
Qin Xiangyang was stunned and said: "Do you have a way to escape?"
Ye Fan said nothing.
Qin Xiangyang said shamelessly: "Take me with you! Quick, quick, quick, my good nephew, this demonic state won't last long, she will be weak if she has to endure it for a day and a half! By then - I will definitely be able to kill her!" "
Nephew?
Really unfamiliar.
Ye Fan is indeed planning to escape to the ancient jade space.
The Great Elder of Penglai Immortal Palace could not even break the cocoon made of black silk threads. He could not imagine how terrifying it would be for Zhao Xiang to break out of the cocoon.
If you don’t run now, when will you wait?
At worst, he could hide in the ancient jade space for a year and a half. Zhao Xiang couldn't stay here forever, right?
Just when Ye Fan was about to run away.
He suddenly stopped and asked calmly: "Senior Qin, have you ever seen a sword technique that fell from the sky?"
"……No."
"Mingyue, kill."
Ye Fan pointed his fingers like a sword and slashed with his hand.
"..."
Nothing happened.
Qin Xiangyang's widened eyes returned to normal, his face twitched slightly, and his eyes seemed to say: Are you kidding me?
"Don't worry."
Ye Fan said with a bamboo in his chest: "Let the sword energy fly for a while."
"I fly——"
Qin Xiangyang, who has always been calm and calm, was about to greet Ye Fan with elegant words.
See you soon.
A sharp sword light appeared out of thin air.
It is truly the brightest light in the night.
This sword light, as clear and bright as the moonlight, cut through the black barrier, cut through the black cocoon, and cut off Zhao Xiang's head.
Everything happened too fast.
Everything happens in an instant.
So much so that Qin Xiangyang was stunned for a long time and couldn't believe what he saw.
The cocoon that he couldn't break even in the state of divine transformation was just... broken like this?
Too lightweight.
Too childish.
Qin Xiangyang's reaction was dozens of times slower, and it was already several minutes before he came to his senses.
He took a deep breath and blurted out:
"Fuck!"
"..."
Ye Fan didn't lament that people who cultivated immortals also liked to swear.
There seemed to be only the figure of the woman in the white dress with a bright moon hanging high behind her in her eyes, and seven words flashed in her mind.
Beauty is like a jade sword or a rainbow.
Yes.
This sword was not struck by Ye Fan, but by Luo Yu.
The senior sister was very polite, took the initiative to transmit her spiritual message, and gave Ye Fan this opportunity to show off.
"Teach you the sword 'Mingyue'."
"Watch it."
Then came the sword Mingyue, which wiped out all the vitality of Zhao Xiang who was in an extremely strange state. It was really shocking.
Now Ye Fan just wants to hold down Su Qinghuan and beat her.
Is this the useless disciple you call "average talent," ignorant of hard work, and "no hope of shining brightly"?
Su Qinghuan.
You really deserve a beating!
