Yang Qiushi breathed a sigh of relief after getting rid of Mu Feng's servants.
Yang Qiushi was seriously injured. The sword struck by Mu Feng's servant penetrated into his bones and got stuck. If the force had been any stronger, Yang Qiushi's arm would have been severed.
Seeing Yang Qiushi killing Mu Feng's servant, Li Shihui pulled Li Shiya and trotted to him very nervously and said with concern, "Mr...Mr., are you okay?"
Shaking his head, Yang Qiushi endured the headache and pulled out the long sword stuck in his arm. Then he held the long sword in his hand and said to the two sisters Li Shihui and Li Shiya, "You stay here. I will help the bad woman."
"Wait a minute," Li Shihui said hurriedly, "Mr. Shihui will help you bandage the wound first."
As she spoke, Li Shihui endured the tragic situation of Mu Feng's servant's brains bursting out, tore off a piece of cloth from his body, and helped Yang Qiushi carefully bandage the wound that was still bleeding.
Looking at Li Shihui who was carefully bandaging her wounds, and then looking at Li Shiya who was petite but looking at him very nervously, Yang Qiushi couldn't help but feel a little affection in his eyes.
However, another familiar figure appeared in his mind.
"Xin'er..." Yang Qiushi whispered Su Xin's name unconsciously.
"Ms. sir, what did you say?" Li Shihui looked up and asked Yang Qiushi softly.
Shaking his head, Yang Qiushi glanced at the wound that Li Shihui had bandaged for him and said, "It's okay. Shihui. Thank you."
She smiled sheepishly. Li Shihui whispered, "Mr., you're welcome."
"You two are hiding here. After you deal with the other one, you can come out." Yang Qiushi ordered.
"Yes." Li Shihui held her sister's hand and nodded, "Okay."
Yang Qiushi nodded and walked towards the cave holding the long sword of Mu Feng's servant.
On the other side, Mu Feng entered the cave carrying his extremely slender sword.
Although it was still early in the morning, Mu Feng could not see very clearly because the light in the cave was very dim.
The cave is not very big, but its structure is very unique.
There is another small cave inside the cave, each cave is about the size of an ordinary house.
In fact, one of the caves inside is where Ling Piaopiao lives. The one outside is where Yang Qiushi, Li Shihui, and Li Shiya live.
After entering the cave, Mu Feng also discovered the difference in this cave.
Mu Feng frowned and whispered, "It's strange. Someone seems to have lived in this cave."
Holding the sword in his hand, Mu Feng walked towards the cave inside.
Outside, Yang Qiushi was walking towards the entrance of the cave with his sword. Suddenly, he heard a loud noise. The entire cave collapsed instantly, and the entire cliff collapsed with it.
Yang Qiushi was startled. Then he shouted nervously, "Bad woman. Bad woman. Ling Piaopiao. You... come out quickly."
Li Shihui and Li Shiya, who came after hearing the sound, were also stunned by the sight in front of them.
The entire cliff collapsed, completely flooding the cave below.
"Mr....Ms. Gong..." Li Shihui hurriedly ran to Yang Qiushi and said, "This...this...Master, she..."
"Draw your sword." Yang Qiushi swept his long sword. A sharp sword energy hit the broken stone directly.
The sword energy swept up pieces of gravel and scattered them in all directions. However, there were piles of rocks. Besides rocks, there was no figure of Ling Piaopiao.
"Bad...bad woman. You are so bad. You will not die so easily." Yang Qiushi slumped on the ground in despair. His face was ashen and he murmured, "Good people don't live long. Bad people live for thousands of years. You are such a bad woman." .How could he die like this..."
"Listen to what you said. Why am I so awkward?" A familiar voice sounded behind Yang Qiushi. "What do you mean, good people don't live long. Bad people live for thousands of years. According to what you mean, the two good people, Shihui and Shiya, will live." It’s not long.”
Hearing this voice, Yang Qiushi hurriedly looked back. Ling Piaopiao happened to look at him with a sweet smile.
"Ah... Master." Li Shihui saw Ling Piaopiao standing behind them and looking at Yang Qiushi with a smile and said in surprise, "You are still alive. That's great."
"Bad... bad woman. It's really you." Yang Qiushi hurriedly got up and said, "You... you're not dead."
Nodding, Ling Piaopian smiled and said, "You silly boy. How could I die?"
"That's great...that's great." Yang Qiushi excitedly picked up Ling Piaopiao and spun him around, "I...I thought you were trapped inside."
Ling Piaopiao, who was suddenly picked up by Yang Qiushi, was shocked. Her face turned red unnaturally.
"Ahem...you bastard, why don't you let me down quickly?" Ling Piaopiao said angrily.
Hearing this, Yang Qiushi accidentally lowered his head and looked down.
This was an incredible sight. Because Ling Piaopiao was injured, her clothes were a little loose. And Yang Qiushi hugged Ling Piaopiao again. So when he lowered his head, he happened to see the middle part of Ling Piaopiao's clothes. That piece of white flowers.
There is a saying that goes like this: The most gentle thing is the gentleness of the lowered head. It is just like the shyness of a water lotus that cannot withstand the cold wind.
What Yang Qiushi felt at this moment was: the most tenderness when he lowered his head. His eyes were full of skin as white as snow and peaks of steamed buns.
Yang Qiushi hurriedly let go of the hand holding Ling Piaopiao. He lowered his head with a stern expression and said, "Yes... I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I was just too excited."
Ling Piaopiao glanced at Yang Qiushi with a blushing face. Then she straightened her clothes and pretended to be calm and said, "You are worried about me."
Looking at Ling Piaopiao, Yang Qiushi hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "I always thought you were a bad woman. But you helped me so much and saved my life. The cave just collapsed. I thought... "
Hearing this, Ling Piaopiao couldn't help but a strange look flashed in her eyes.
Seeing Li Shihui and Li Shiya looking at her, Ling Piaopiao straightened her expression. She looked at the pile of rocks and said, "After you left, I set up many formations in the cave and went to hide on the other side of the cliff. After that person entered, I activated the formation, causing the entire cliff to collapse."
"Is that bad guy dead?" Li Shiya, who was fourteen or fifteen years old, asked in a low voice.
Nodding, Ling Piaopian said, "I checked just now. His breath is gone. A mountain collapsed. If it is a King Wu, there is still a chance of survival. But if it is a King Wu, he will definitely die."
Mu Feng is indeed dead.
Perhaps Mu Feng never thought that the two people who slipped through the net would cost him his life.
The so-called good deeds and evil deeds are rewarded. Maybe this is the principle.
"Bad...bad woman" After what happened just now, Yang Qiushi said a little embarrassedly, "What should we do next?"
Glancing at Yang Qiushi's injured arm, Ling Piaopiao pondered for a moment and said, "Now that the cave is destroyed, we can't stay here any longer. Haven't you always wanted to leave here? Then find another place."
"But you are still injured and can't walk a long way." Yang Qiushi said, "How about we find a place nearby to recuperate for a while." Yang Qiushi said, looking at Ling Piaopiao.
Smiling, she looked at Yang Qiushi's face that was still a little immature. Ling Piaopiao lightly teased the black hair beside her ears and said, "In that case, I'll listen to you."
Just like that, Ling Piaopiao left here with Yang Qiushi, who was supported by the two sisters.
And here, only a pile of rubble is left to tell the story of a person's death.
Zhenbeicheng.
Yan Yin had been sad for a long time since Du Hu told him the news of Yang Er's death.
In addition to sparring and practicing with Xia Hanqing every day, he also began to prepare for the attack on the realm of the Martial Saint.
There are similarities and differences between attacking the realm of the Martial Saint and attacking the Martial King. The same thing is that the essence and blood in the body must be purified.
To attack King Wu is to condense the energy and blood of the whole body into drops of King Wu's essence and blood. To attack King Wu, it is to purify the already condensed blood of King Wu throughout the body at a higher intensity to achieve a qualitative change.
The difference is that when entering the realm of the Martial Saint, all the purified Martial King essence and blood in the body must be dispersed to become the most primitive qi and blood.
The Qi and blood at this time can already be called holy blood.
The power of a Martial Saint lies in its strong and long-lasting physical strength and power. What supports a Martial Saint to burst out with powerful power is the holy blood in his body.
Therefore, although the number of Martial Saints is few, each one is very powerful.
There are far more warriors than cultivators in the world, and the number of spiritual saints far outnumbers the martial saints.
On this day, Yan Yin had just been sparring with Datou and the youngest.
Relying on his rich blood, strong strength and his own Zhi Ge Fist, Yan Yin defeated the two martial arts kings, Datou and the youngest, in a one-on-one fight.
After being knocked away by Yan Yin again, Datou waved his hands and said, "Commander. Each move of your Zhige Fist is more powerful than the other. The power is even greater than the other. With your strong blood and strength,
The power. The youngest and I are no match for you."
"Yes," said the youngest at the side, "Although we are both Martial Kings, the gap between us and you, the Martial King, is too big. In my opinion, General Xueli and General Entrusted are not necessarily your opponents."
Putting away his fists, Yan Yin smiled and said, "It's not that exaggerated. I have only entered the realm of the King of Martial Arts not long ago. I am not that flexible in the use of power. Besides, we are just competing. If we really fight, the two of you will join forces and I will deal with it."
I guess it's still a bit choked up. General Xueli is a semi-saint, and Uncle Zhuanming is also very powerful. Although I have a lot of King Wu's essence and blood in my body, if we really fight, the outcome will be unpredictable."
"That's true." Datou said, "General Xue Li is the number one master in the Yan family's army. His strength is comparable to that of the general. In addition, he is also a semi-saint. He has the strength to command you who have just entered the realm of King Wu in less than a year."
.It is true that you are at a disadvantage. But in just one or two years, after the leader understands and masters the power in your body, I think even General Xueli is not invincible."
Yan Yin was about to answer when he suddenly looked to the north of the General's Mansion.
With a tap of her toes, Yan Yin jumped into the air.
Passing through the air, Yan Yin saw a blue shadow flying rapidly from the north towards the general's mansion.
"Miss Bingya, why are you here?" Yan Yin asked aloud when the blue shadow approached the general's mansion.
The visitor is none other than Bingya.
Bingya's expression was a little nervous and flustered. From the way she was flying over so quickly, it seemed like something was going on.
"Marquis Dingbei, it's great that you are here." Seeing Yan Yin, Bingya hurriedly flew forward and said, "Bingya is here to invite the Marquis to visit the Hanso Sect. Our sect leader went out while practicing. The situation is clear. Only you, Lord Marquis, can help her now."
Yan Yin was shocked, "Something happened to Master Hanrui. That's good. It won't be too late. I'll tell them and let you go immediately."
Nodding, Bingya said, "I'll talk to you in detail on the way, Lord Marquis."
After returning to the ground and talking to Datou and the others, Yan Yin immediately followed Bingya and flew towards the Hanpo Gate.