The stamens also turned slightly red due to the accumulation of too much energy, giving off a dangerous aura.

"No, this kid is crazy. He actually wants to self-destruct to recognize objects?"

Dugu Xiu, who was awakened by this hint of danger, hurriedly withdrew and summoned Huang Lian to set up a light curtain to protect her whole body.

The delicate stamens finally collided with the sharp sword blade. The next moment, a huge storm suddenly exploded over Yuzhou City.

"burst!"

Without the slightest hesitation, he grabbed it with both hands and drank softly from his throat. Then there was a sharp pain in his mind, and he lost contact with the consciousness.

"Puff" "Boom"

The chrysanthemum bloomed with its last brilliant light in the air and burst into pieces.

Immediately afterwards, a series of sonic booms resounded throughout the world.

The violent explosion shattered the huge sword shadow into bits and pieces.

After doing this, Tang Qiuzhi turned pale and was blown down by the wind. He huddled up and hid in a corner of the roof.

The chaotic scene in the sea of ​​consciousness suffered a devastating blow. He could only maintain his sobriety by holding on to his mind.

The sword shadow exploded into pieces, causing Dugu Xiu's heart to tremble and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Huang Lian also became a little gloomy.

Although it was an emergency, he set up the light curtain, but it was still shaking under the pressure of the wind.

"Damn it, damn it, I want you to die!"

Dugu Xiu wiped the blush from the corner of his mouth, raised the sword in his hand, and the stars in the sky instantly stretched into golden needles.

"go to hell!"

Immediately afterwards, the sword fell mercilessly, and a golden raindrop struck crazily.

Tang Qiuzhi, who had lost all resistance, could only sigh helplessly as he looked at the gorgeous scene in front of him.

Are you going to die? This life is really wasted!

He slowly closed his eyes and waited quietly for death to come.

At this extremely critical moment, a pair of golden wings were rushing towards this place at high speed, covering a distance of seven or eight feet with every flutter of the wings.

The golden wings rushed to his side in an instant, standing in front of him, blocking most of the golden needle light.

The needle light fell on the wings, and not only did it fail to move forward, it was actually absorbed by it.

"Who are you?"

The speed of the arrival was far beyond Dugu Xiu's imagination, and even he was stunned.

Tang Qiuzhi, who was waiting for death, opened his eyes in confusion. His vision was blurry. He was so mentally damaged that he could not focus his sight for the time being.

But vaguely, he still recognized the familiar figure from behind.

"Qing, Qingfeng, is it Qingfeng?"

Tang Qingfeng turned around and saw Tang Qiuzhi, who looked weak and could die at any time. Although his face was gloomy, there was still some tenderness and distress when he saw him.

"It's me! Qiuzhi, thank you for your hard work. Leave the rest to me."

Tang Qiuzhi looked happy: "You're back, just come back. Where is Uncle Tang Ren?"

"He's gone to stop the man from the Vajra Gate. You can go down and rest first."

At this time, there were two or three Tang family guards in the distance, chasing after him, panting from exhaustion.

"You guys quickly take Qiuzhi and Qiubai to heal their injuries."

The guards were shocked. The two of them were fine just now. Why are they so weak now?

Not caring about rest, he quickly took the two of them to the Tang Family Courtyard.

Lonely Show didn't stop him either. He never cared about the life or death of the ants.

"Were you the one who injured them?"

When Tang Qingfeng arrived, the battle here was almost over, but unfortunately he still failed to stop Qiuzhi's self-destruction.

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"Yes, so what?" Lonely Show narrowed her beautiful eyes: "Also, before asking other people's questions, you must answer other people's questions first."

"If yes, then you can stay," Tang Qingfeng was so gloomy that he could drop water. He stepped forward slowly and said, "Tang family, Tang Qingfeng, I want to ask for advice!"

After the last word was settled, his figure disappeared from the place and appeared in front of Dugu Xiu in a flash.

"So fast!"

Although Dugu Xiu was mentally prepared, he was still startled. He hurriedly swept his sword and forced back Tang Qingfeng's offensive.

But then, after Tang Qingfeng stabilized his figure, the golden wings on his back trembled slightly, and he jumped into the air.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

In mid-air, I saw his figure, one transformed into two, two transformed into four, four transformed into eight...

Just like that, Dugu Xiu was surrounded by Tang Qingfeng's figure.

"This move is a bit interesting and looks pretty good."

He was saying witty words, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

"Huang Lian, come!"

The sword shook gently, and some pollen flew out along with the yellow lotus.

Tang Qingfeng's spiritual consciousness swept through it, and there was something strange in the pollen?

Good-looking, right? I want you to look good!

I saw him waving his arms, and the golden light in his hands filled the sky, and they all clapped their hands together.

"Flying Flowers and Cloud Hands!"

Dugu Xiu was doing two things at once, wielding the Yellow Lotus Sword tightly in his hand to resist the palm shadows coming from all over the sky.

At the same time, pollen can spread.

No matter how hard he tried to defend himself, there were too many palm shadows and he was distracted from spreading the pollen.

In an instant, several palm shadows hit the hanging light curtain of Huang Lian, making it shake unsteadily.

One wrong move and the whole game is lost.

Duguxiu secretly thought that something was wrong.

"It's now!"

Sure enough, Tang Qingfeng seized the opportunity and gathered phantoms all over the sky. A palm shadow was as tall as two people and struck him down instantly.

Duguxiu knew that he had no time to dodge, so he stabbed him with his sword, but his old strength was gone and new strength was not yet born.

The tip of the sword let out a mournful cry, was bent in an astonishing arc, and then bounced away.

The shadow of the palm was merciless, hitting his protective light screen.

"puff!"

He coughed up a mouthful of bright red and flew backwards, his mouth split open, and the Yellow Lotus Sword kept trembling.

"Hey, you lost in the end."

"burst!"

Duguxiu, who flew upside down, used the momentum of his departure to quickly leave the roof and pointed his hand at the diffuse pollen.

After grinning miserably, he drank softly.

Will it actually explode?

Tang Qingfeng felt a sense of crisis in his heart as he saw tiny specks of pollen slowly turning red.

He quickly fluttered his golden wings, trying to escape from the scene.

However, will Duguxiu let him get what he wants?

With a thought, a violent explosion swept the entire place instantly, even affecting the surrounding houses that were already in ruins.

...

The huge explosion cloud soared into the sky, filled with flames and smoke.

This alarmed everyone, including Jin Zhong and Tang Ren, who were fighting fiercely not far away.

Rather than saying it was a fierce battle, it was better to say that Jin Zhong was beaten unilaterally, and Tang Ren was used as a puppet, and he kept making strange moves.

He specifically picked out the weak points in his defense and attacked him. After a few rounds, he was already badly beaten.

"The eight-armed Shura truly deserves his reputation!"

Although Tang Ren was generous-hearted and fat, he was only for a junior, and his methods of dealing with enemies were thunderous.

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To be continued...