Seeing Qin Xinyao blocking the attack, the group of people opposite looked surprised. The tall and strong young man in the lead narrowed his eyes, with a hint of sinister look in his eyes.
With a move of his hand, the giant sword turned back, and then he held the giant sword with both hands. The aura of Foundation Establishment Perfection was fully revealed, and he rushed towards Qin Xinyao wildly.
At the same time, the other companions of the tall and strong young man entangled Qin Hongzhi, and several of them rushed to the mirror to reflect.
The opponent's attacks were all killing moves, and he obviously wanted to kill all three of them.
The people who were attacking Jing Yingrong were all broken into two pieces before they could get close. The blood spread to Jing Yingrong's feet, but she never glanced at it.
Such a tragic scene immediately stunned the others. The tall young man forced Qin Xinyao back with a wave of his knife, then took a few steps back and looked at Jing Yingrong in surprise.
The few people who besieged Qin Hongzhi also gave up in a hurry and retreated behind the tall young man. Everyone looked at the corpse on the ground with fear on their faces.
As if to boost his reputation, the tall young man raised his voice and asked, "You are not from the Qin family, who are you?!"
Jing Yingrong did not answer.
Qin Xinyao said: "You are not from the Qin family, so what right do you have to ask us?"
The tall young man squinted his eyes, and there was a flash of hesitation in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.
Qin Xinyao suddenly smiled.
"I remember that my ancestor issued a ban in the name of the Nascent Soul cultivator. During the competition, members of other families are not allowed to enter Hong Chunlin. So, why do you people from the Ning family appear here and kill my Qin family? ?”
Hearing this, the tall and strong young man's face changed slightly. He rolled his eyes and said, "What nonsense are you talking about! Hmph, hand over the token quickly!"
"Stop playing around with tokens. After practicing the Ning family's skills, you all have a red streak on your left arm. Do you dare to let me see it?"
As soon as these words came out, the tall and strong young man completely lost his face. Murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but turned into deep fear when his eyes touched the reflection in the mirror.
He snorted loudly and said, "Let's go!" After saying that, he tried to lead others to evacuate.
Qin Xinyao frowned. She tried to pursue the opponent, but the distance gradually widened due to the difference in cultivation.
Seeing that the other party was about to escape, Qin Xinyao hesitated for a moment and then shouted decisively: "Sister Rong, please stop them!"
Jing Yingrong nodded slightly. He didn't see how she moved, but he saw that the tall young man and the others were frozen in place. The expressions on their faces remained the same. At first glance, it looked like a funny group portrait.
Qin Hongzhi once again cast an admiring look at Jing Yingrong, and asked Qin Xinyao, "What should we do next?"
Qin Xinyao smiled coldly: "Leave it to the ancestors. I have never met them. Someone must be instigating them behind the scenes this time. The Ning family... haha!"
Qin Xinyao and Qin Hongzhi worked together to tie up the group of people. The props used to tie them up were originally used to deal with monsters, and they could not break free easily. In order to prevent accidents, Qin Xinyao "cleaned up" everyone again and put them in a coma.
The tall young man has a higher level of cultivation than Qin Xinyao, so Qin Xinyao's methods have no effect on him. Just as there was a look of disdain in his eyes, Qin Xinyao poured out a pill, pinched his jaw and forced him to swallow it. After a few breaths, he rolled his eyes and passed out.
Qin Xinyao had a look of pain on her face: "What a waste of this high-grade Sanling Pill of mine. I originally planned to save it for later when I kill the Silver-winged Eagle King on Zigai Mountain. Alas!"
Qin Hongzhi said without hesitation: "I will go with you from now on."
Qin Xinyao was stunned: "You?"
Qin Hongzhi reacted belatedly, his face turned red all of a sudden, and he stuttered: "Well, what I mean is that the two of us can deal with that Eagle King even without the Sanling Pill."
"Well... that's right," Qin Xinyao said thoughtfully, "I never thought about cooperating with others before."
Qin Xinyao and Qin Hongzhi were about to take the people tied into a bunch of rice dumplings out of Hong Chunlin, when the sky suddenly darkened.
Qin Xinyao had goosebumps on her arms. She suddenly raised her head and saw a huge palm made of spiritual power.
The palm of his hand is like a mountain collapsing, and he wants to destroy Qin Xinyao, Jing Yingrong and all the others under his palm. A terrifying pressure came from it, locking Qin Xinyao and Qin Hongzhi, making them unable to move.
Qin Xinyao's eyes were about to burst, and a few words rolled out of her throat: "The power of the golden elixir... Qin Jianming!"
Qin Hongzhi looked at the falling giant palms with a desperate expression. His eyes were bloodshot, and he roared suddenly. The spiritual power in his meridians exploded, and complex spiritual patterns appeared on his body surface. He actually temporarily broke free from the lock of the giant palm.
Immediately afterwards, he slammed to the side with all his strength, knocking Qin Xinyao away and out of the attack range of the giant palm.
After knocking Qin Xinyao away, Qin Hongzhi fell to the ground exhausted, no longer able to save himself.
He smiled bitterly and closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.
However, after waiting for a long time, what he was waiting for was Qin Xinyao's voice coming from close at hand.
"Qin Hongzhi, Qin Hongzhi! How are you? Are you okay?"
Qin Hongzhi opened his eyes blankly, and Qin Xinyao's face enlarged in front of him.
Qin Xinyao looked fine except for being covered in dust. Qin Hongzhi looked at the sky. Where was the giant palm?
"Just now..."
"It's that old bastard Qin Jianming." Qin Xinyao said through gritted teeth, and then she said with full apology and gratitude: "I'm sorry, I have troubled you this time. Thank you for saving me just now."
"It's okay...but why..."
"Ahem," Qin Xinyao's eyes wandered for a moment, "it was a secret treasure that my grandfather left for me and he carried it for us."
"That's it." Qin Hongzhi suddenly said. He accidentally followed Qin Xinyao's line of sight and was stunned for a moment when he saw Jing Yingrong with an indifferent expression.
Qin Xinyao said again: "How is your health? If there is nothing serious, we will rush out as soon as possible to meet the ancestor. I am worried that Qin Jianming will take action again."
"It's nothing serious." Qin Hongzhi swallowed a pill, and some color returned to his face. "The Golden Pill monk took action. It is difficult to hide such a big movement. He should not take risks again."
Qin Hongzhi paused and couldn't help but said: "Why did he..."
"Kill someone and silence them." Qin Xinyao helped Qin Hongzhi stand up and kicked the tall, strong young man who was unconscious as he spoke.
Qin Hongzhi looked at her in shock. He lowered his head and thought for a while, and his expression became complicated.
Hurrying slowly, we finally left Hong Chunlin in the shortest possible time. As Qin Hongzhi expected, they did not suffer a second attack on the way.
But unexpectedly, when Qin Xinyao asked to meet the ancestor, not only the ancestor of the Qin family showed up, but also Qin Jianming who was following the ancestor.
Before Qin Xinyao could speak, Qin Jianming struck first. He pointed to Jing Yingrong beside him and said: "This person is not from my Qin family at all. Qin Xinyao, you privately bring outsiders to participate in my Qin family's competition. Do you know that this is a serious crime!"
