"Ah! This, this!"
In just a few breaths, a living person turned into a headless corpse with blood spurting from his neck. Seeing such a bloody scene, Li Hetai, the only mortal on the flying boat, screamed loudly. After all, he was only twenty-two years old. Where had he seen such a scene? All of a sudden, his legs went weak and he sat down on the flying boat, holding his chest and gasping for air.
Seeing that his lips were white and his whole body was trembling, Li Qingfeng raised his hand and cast a first-level "Soothing Technique" on him, then ignored him and turned to look at Li Qingqing and Li Qingdong.
On Li Qingdong's side, he and Wen Xiuxiang were on the left and right, one holding a "hemp knot whip" and the other holding a "mianshui silk", walking around the woman, with petals and leaves flying from time to time. lively. Although the young woman had a higher level of cultivation, Li Qingdong and Wen Xiuxiang both focused on restraining them, and the "Water Spirit Shield Talisman" given by Li Qingfeng, although she was suppressed and beaten, she never gave the woman a chance to defeat them one by one.
On the other side, the situation was completely opposite. It was clear that Li Qingqing's cultivation level was lower, but during the exchanges, she was the one suppressing the opponent. The man holding the leather rope was completely unable to block the flames released by Li Qingqing. He had to throw out two talismans to force Li Qingqing away. Then he picked up the rope-shaped magic weapon and managed to control Li Qingqing with his deeper spiritual power.
When Li Qingfeng looked around, Li Qingqing was holding fire with his hands, striking left and right in the rope that was enlarged three times, arousing bursts of spiritual light on the rope. The young man frowned and suppressed his blush. He was concentrating on manipulating the rope magic weapon. Beads of sweat were already flowing down his forehead, but he could not completely tie up Li Qingqing.
At this moment, he caught sight of the headless corpse of the monk in Taoist robes out of the corner of his eye. He was horrified. His spiritual power output was unstable, and the rope swayed, and the spiritual light on it dimmed slightly.
Li Qingqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and she noticed the change in the rope.
She may not know that this squinting action is exactly the same as Li Qingfeng's.
The fire in her hand was strong, and Li Qingqing's eyes lit up a little red. Her baby-fat face was full of seriousness, and the shape of a dragon faintly appeared from her hand.
"ah!"
She shouted loudly, showing her white teeth, her palms joined together, and the two flames in her palms merged together to form a small, vaguely shaped dragon.
Li Qingfeng could see clearly that this flaming dragon was not the little dragon flower left by the real Red Dragon, but was created by Li Qingqing with his own spiritual power.
The next moment, Li Qingqing waved his hand, and the flaming dragon, which was more than three feet long, rushed straight to the dim light on the rope, stirring up bursts of chaotic spiritual light. Amidst the sound of broken cloth and the hiss of burning flames, the black rope began to break piece by piece from the place where it came into contact with the flame dragon. The spiritual light on it shrank and flickered, and finally returned to its original size, but it had been broken into two pieces.
The young man controlling the black rope suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at the flame dragon that rushed towards him, and then glanced at Li Qingfeng who was watching on the flying boat with his arms folded. There was some despair and cruelty in his eyes. He had time to shoot out a defensive talisman, but was swallowed up by the flames thrown by Li Qingqing.
The next moment, he burst out of the flames, his skin and flesh were burned sizzlingly, his face was completely destroyed, and his left eye was blind. The remaining eye was full of bloodshot eyes, staring at the person who had relaxed his vigilance. Li Qingqing.
The distance between the two parties was suddenly shortened, and the young man turned one hand into a claw and reached straight for Li Qingqing. Li Qingqing had just reacted, and finally showed a confused expression on her face. She hurriedly took out the "Water Spirit Shield Talisman" that Li Qingfeng gave her and was about to use it. But the young man was obviously faster. If there were only two of them in the field, Li Qingqing would probably be the one who fell today.
But unfortunately, there is Li Qingfeng next to him, so Li Qingqing will not die.
A bell that was as tall as half a man appeared out of nowhere and stood in front of Li Qingqing, blocking the young man's final blow.
Before despair, anger or other emotions could show in the young man's eyes, a long sword passed through his throat, erasing the last remaining color in his eyes. It was the "Qingwu Heart Spring Sword"!
At this time, Li Qingqing had just taken out the "Water Element Shield Talisman" and was flying in the air, staring blankly at the bell in front of him. Then he looked up at Li Qingfeng who was holding his sword behind the bell. His throat moved and he screamed. : "Third brother."
After calling her Third Brother, her eye circles suddenly turned red, with a look of grievance on her face. She threw herself at Li Qingfeng and called "Third Brother..." with a long and aggrieved ending. Incredible.
No matter how talented she was in fighting, she was still just a little girl under eight years old. Li Qingfeng had no choice but to hug her, pat her back and the back of her head comfortingly, and said comfortingly: " Okay, it’s okay, remember next time, before the enemy is dead, you must stay vigilant no matter what, you know?”
"Well..." Li Qingqing buried her head in Li Qingfeng's arms and responded in a low voice.
Li Qingfeng turned to look at the young man's body that had fallen from the sky and turned into a small body. He couldn't help but secretly thought that this man was cruel enough. If he hadn't been there, he would have almost been able to fight for his way out.
On the other side, the young woman who was originally suppressing Li Qingdong and fighting them couldn't help but panic when she saw people on her side dying one after another. She knew she couldn't beat her, so she slowed down her attack and begged quickly: "Fellow Taoists, listen to me! I was brought here under their control, and I beg you fellow Taoists to let me live. I have a generous gift for you." superior!"
After hearing her begging for mercy, Li Qingdong couldn't help but slow down his moves slightly, and turned to look at Li Qingfeng, trying to get some hints from him. Li Qingfeng crossed his arms and remained unmoved. He wanted to see how Li Qingdong and Wen Xiuxiang would solve the problem.
Seeing that this move had worked, the woman's eyes lit up and she turned to defense. She kept pleading, each one more miserable than the next. One moment she said she still had family members alive, the next moment she said she was being held hostage, and she kept promising, He is willing to use all his wealth in exchange for his own life. This continued for a while, and Wen Xiuxiang and Li Qingdong were a little overwhelmed. They slowed down their attacks and looked at Li Qingfeng with their eyes.
But at this moment, the woman who had just begged and begged suddenly moved, raised her hand and stuffed a pill into her mouth, and a flush appeared on her face. The bell in her hand shook violently, emitting bursts of harsh sound, which was so uncomfortable that it almost made one vomit.
This bell is a control weapon, and the young woman has used it several times before to disrupt the offensive of Li Qingdong and others. However, it is obvious that she usually takes the route of containment and assistance. Her own strength is not strong, and she does not have anything that can be used to make the final decision. Otherwise, Li Qingfeng would have needed to provide support long ago.
