In the forest, Wei Chengshan and Qian Qingxuan were dripping with blood.
Blood continued to ooze from their mouths and noses, but no one bothered to wipe it away. After a short distance, they rushed forward again and fought together.
After dozens more moves, the two of them pulled away.
At this moment, the two of them were already exhausted.
However, both of them held on for the last breath, and no one fell down.
Wei Chengshan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and mobilized the energy in his body to the whole body as much as possible, converging on his chest. His eyes were firm, and there was a trace of cold murderous intent in his eyes.
The battle with Qian Qingxuan was probably the most serious battle in his life.
The opponent's strength should not be underestimated, not to mention the responsibility on his shoulders, which forced Wei Chengshan to use his full strength.
Wei Chengshan had already thought clearly before the war started.
If he really loses to Qian Qingxuan, he would rather pay his life to hold her back.
As for the rest, we can only place our hopes on Gu Qingfeng and the boy who is favored by the family owner.
Wei Chengshan spit out a mouthful of blood and took a step forward.
Qian Qingxuan's eyes tightened, but he had to be vigilant.
She had used all her cards, but she could still only draw with Wei Chengshan, which surprised her.
Although Ou Juhaishan has always been in the gray area of the world, Wei Chengshan's name is still well-known, but sometimes realm does not mean everything.
Cross-border killings are not uncommon in this world.
But Wei Chengshan in front of him was not like that.
Before Qian Qingxuan could think about anything, Wei Chengshan was already running straight towards her, his fist flashing with a dazzling blue light, and he hit Qian Qingxuan on the head.
Qian Qingxuan had no choice but to retreat continuously.
Faced head-on, Qian Qingxuan may be able to resist for a while, but he will never be Wei Chengshan's opponent.
However, Wei Chengshan's punch was like thunder, with a powerful attraction. Qian Qingxuan felt as if his feet were uncontrollable as he rushed towards the punch.
In a panic, Qian Qingxuan couldn't care about anything else and could only throw the remaining flying blades at Wei Chengshan at random.
However, those flying blades were like paper in front of the extremely domineering Fist Gang, piercing them with just one stab.
The fist roared past, like a tiger descending from the mountain, moving forward inexorably.
Qian Qingxuan stared at the fist, his mind flashing as if he was just watching a horse.
At the critical moment, a spear fell from the sky accompanied by several dragon roars and flew towards Wei Chengshan's fist.
The roar of the dragon was so loud that Wei Chengshan quickly closed his fist and looked up into the sky.
The worst thing always happens.
Qian Qingxuan looked surprised and hurriedly shouted to the sky: "Thank you, Master!"
The spear was nailed into the Qian Qingxuan inch of soil. Qin Qinglin slowly fell to the ground from the sky, pulled out the spear, and looked at Wei Chengshan with a smile on his face.
Wei Chengshan kept frowning.
He pulled out a punch and stood there, not in a hurry to take action.
Qin Qinglin looked at Wei Chengshan in front of him and raised his eyebrows slightly. He knew that he had no fighting power, but he was not in a hurry to take action.
"Don't worry, your opponent is not me."
Qin Qinglin smiled and said: "Others may be willing to take advantage of others' danger, but for me, it is not necessary. After all, even if you are in your prime, I will not take it seriously."
Wei Chengshan's face was gloomy, but he had to admit what Qin Qinglin said.
Qin Qinglin turned around, helped Qian Qingxuan up, and reached out to wipe away the blood from the corner of Qian Qingxuan's mouth.
Qian Qingxuan's eyes were full of fear, but also a little touched.
Qin Qinglin patted Qian Qingxuan's head and said with a smile: "Well done, you can go first."
As soon as he finished speaking, a fist struck from behind.
Qin Qinglin swung his gun and swept away the fist.
Qin Qinglin's face
He suddenly became extremely ugly and said viciously: "I have no intention of killing you, but if you are trying to stop me, you know better than me what the consequences will be."
Wei Chengshan lowered his fist slowly, his eyes full of ferocity, but there was nothing he could do about it.
The battle with Qian Qingxuan had exhausted all his energy. Now the situation has changed. Qin Qinglin appears here. Can anyone in the entire Bahuang stop the person he wants to take away?
Maybe not, even Gu Qingfeng may not be able to do it.
Qian Qingxuan said worriedly: "What about you?"
Qin Qinglin said: "I just came to see him."
Qian Qingxuan nodded and stopped interfering. After sorting out his clothes, he limped away.
Qin Qinglin flew directly to Ouju Haishan, not caring about Wei Chengshan behind him.
Wei Chengshan exhaled a breath, slowly sat on the ground, covered his head, and murmured: "From now on, it's up to you."
The fighting on the periphery has ended long ago.
Zhan Xinghuo died in the battle, and the defeat of Xinghuo Tower became inevitable. The morale of the Xu family army became higher and higher, and all the remaining members of Xinghuo Tower were wiped out in an instant. At the same time, Xu Ji had already rushed to another battlefield, and the remaining martial arts soldiers They also died under Xu Ji's knife.
The troops sat there to rest, looking at the countless corpses outside. Even though they had won, they still felt no joy in their hearts.
There is never a winner in war.
A scholar was coming slowly from a distance, and Xu Ji recognized him at a glance, it was Qi You.
He immediately rushed forward and stopped Qi You.
However, Qi You did not resist, but said calmly: "Don't waste your efforts, I took the initiative to send you to your door."
Before Xu Ji could figure out the situation, he suddenly noticed something and looked up at the sky.
On the sky, there is a stream of light, speeding towards this side.
Xu Ji quickly drew his knife and swung it towards the sky.
The sword instantly rose and flew straight towards the stream of light. However, in the next moment, his sword disappeared without a trace.
Xu Ji frowned slightly, and just when he was about to draw his sword again, he saw that the stream of light kept moving forward.
The direction in which the stream of light went was exactly the direction of the mountain behind.
Xu Ji looked at this scene and sheathed his sword.
He turned his head to look at the mountain behind, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
No matter what, he always believed in that person.
This time will naturally be no exception.
The speeding stream of light slowly fell down the back mountain. Qin Qinglin looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and smile.
There was a table of good wine and food in front of him, and three chairs, two of which were already occupied by people, and the free chair was facing Qin Qinglin.
Qin Qinglin walked slowly to the chair and sat down. He threw the spear in his hand on the ground casually, opened a pot of good wine on the table, and drank it.
Gu Qingfeng scolded: "You are so damn rude, and you didn't ask if this position was reserved for you?"
Qin Qinglin put down his drink and said with a smile: "There are only three people here. This seat is not reserved for me. Could it be that it is reserved for ghosts?"
Gu Qingfeng twitched the corner of his mouth and pointed to the mountain behind, "There is also my junior brother."
The towering cornerstone of Oju Haishan Mountain has been standing there, how could Qin Qinglin not notice it.
However, he didn't take it seriously at all, waving his hands and saying, "He can't come out yet."
Gu Qingfeng rubbed his nose and whispered to Murong Yunmiao on the side: "It's bad, this guy seems to know everything. Now in Ouju Haishan, that is our territory. Do you want me to help you directly take care of this place?" Did the guy click?"
Murong Yunmiao smiled slightly and said nothing.
Qin Qinglin knocked on the table, "I said, if you want to whisper something, can you say it not in front of me?"
Gu Qingfeng stood up from the chair in a hurry, put one foot on the chair, pointed at Qin Qinglin's nose and cursed: "Old Qin, if you ask me to tell you, just raise your hands and surrender, otherwise if we really fight, you have no chance of winning."
Qin Qinglin
Crossing his arms across his chest, he looked at Murong Yunmiao, then at Gu Qingfeng, and asked, "Where do you get your confidence?"
Both of them have reached the end of their martial arts, and they have been rivals for so many years. Apart from himself, I am afraid that only his old rivals for so many years can know what state the other is in now.
Murong Yunmiao, the head of the Ouju Haishan family, does have some background.
But when it comes to fighting, these false reputations are really not worth mentioning.
In the final analysis, fighting is a matter of realm.
As for Gu Qingfeng, his internal injuries are still not healed at this moment. If he really takes action, his chances of winning may not be as high as before.
Qin Qinglin looked at Gu Qingfeng with confidence.
Gu Qingfeng was amused by his expression and laughed, pointing behind him, "Old Qin, don't forget, there are many of us!"
Qin Qinglin raised his eyebrows, "Sometimes having more people is not the key."
"Old Qin, I said it's now this time, how can you still be so good at pretending?"
Gu Qingfeng put his hands on his hips and asked disdainfully, "Aren't you tired?"
Qin Qinglin scratched his head, stood up slowly, looked straight at Gu Qingfeng, and said word by word: "I'm not tired."
Gu Qingfeng scratched his head, but he didn't expect any words to fight back.
Qin Qinglin is completely immune to his words. He is really smart. Instead of saying the opposite to him, it is better to follow along.
This made Gu Qingfeng embarrassed. Over the years, Qin Qinglin seemed to have been studying not only his martial arts, but also his speaking skills. He was the only one who could choke Gu Qingfeng back.
Qin Qinglin ignored Gu Qingfeng who was scratching his head, slowly picked up the spear on the ground, looked at Gu Qingfeng, and asked directly: "Do you want to fight or not?"
Gu Qingfeng shook his head like a rattle, waved his hands repeatedly and said: "If you don't want to fight, it's rare to have a few days of leisure. Why are you always shouting about beating and killing?"
Qin Qinglin nodded, put away his spear, turned around and left.
"Aren't you going to sit down for a while?"
"No, I came here just to save a few people."
Gu Qingfeng dragged his chin with his hands, thought for a while, and said, "I don't have any objection to you rescuing Qian Qingxuan, but I'm afraid Qi You can't."
Qin Qinglin looked back at Gu Qingfeng. Their eyes met for a moment, and the meaning was probably only understood by the two of them.
After a moment, Qin Qinglin slowly said: "If I forcefully take him away, I'm afraid you won't be able to stop me."
Gu Qingfeng sighed.
At some point, a flying sword was hovering beside him.
"It is better for him to die in my hands than to die in yours."
Qin Qinglin has already held the spear in his hand. It seems that this battle is inevitable.
At this moment, a voice came from the cornerstone.
"I'm afraid it won't be easy to rescue Qi You."
A young man came slowly, walked to Gu Qingfeng and stopped.
The energy in his body is very strong, and what's more, his energy is accompanied by endless immortal energy.
Qin Qinglin looked at him, but was a little surprised and said: "You decided to leave seclusion so early?"
The young man took out the sword from his back.
It was a heavy sword with no edge.
He flicked his fingers on the sword, making a humming sound, and a stream of immortal energy had already lingered on the sword.
"Now that you're here, I naturally can't sit still."
