After being killed by "Chonglinqiu" with sharp and sharp true energy, the overall situation has been decided.
Duan Qingyan, who was secretly following the side, made a quick decision and ran away!
Because someone saw him killing more than a dozen masters of the Holy Medical Sect in seconds, it would be strange if the other party didn't kill anyone to silence him.
The gap in cultivation made Duan Qingyan a little helpless, but this is reality and cannot be changed, so he can only adapt.
The only thing Duan Qingyan hoped was that the other party did not notice her. Judging from the cultivation level of this fake Kong Linqiu, it seemed that the probability was not high.
Then I can only expect the other party to ignore her as a little person, or deliberately want to blame Kong Linqiu, and I am not afraid of seeing him?
Duan Qingyan picked up the white feather crane and flew back faster, his heart thrust and kept jumping.
"Little lamb, do you want to shake me to death?"
It was the white-feathered crane's cry that reminded Duan Qingyan.
Duan Qingyan hurriedly put the white feather crane hanging in the air on the flying sword. Poor this guy, he didn't know how to fly on the sword, either abandoned or inhumanely carried in the air.
Duan Qingyan turned around and realized that a fire was gone.
"What should I do? Have you ever seen a fire?"
Bai Yuhe shrugged: "I didn't see it." He felt secretly proud. Looking back, I wanted to show off to that bastard. The little lamb still cared about me more and took me away, but forgot about that bastard.
Alas, it's so happy.
"What are you laughing at?" Duan Qingyan looked blankly at Bai Yuhe's successful smile.
"Ah, no, nothing, really."
Brother, do you know that the more you explain, the more suspicious you are?
Duan Qingyan shook his head helplessly: "Let's go back first. I believe that Yimuhuo has a proper position."
Duan Qingyan was somewhat concerned about the sudden disappearance of a wood and fire, or the act of leaving without saying goodbye when encountering danger.
The battle over there.
Feng Yong, the Holy Doctor Sect, saw that there were only three people left by his side, and the masked man seemed to have no amount of true energy at all. In addition, his spiritual realm also seemed fragile under the attack of the other party's powerful true energy.
Such one-sided battle situation made Feng Yong increasingly less confident and he had the idea of running away.
Fortunately, Feng Yong was just promoted to Jie Dan last year. With his own exclusive spontaneous mental protective cover, he can get him enough time to escape.
But he just turned around and escaped for a short distance, and was blocked by a golden mask behind him.
The golden mask was dazzling and dazzling, but with just a finger in the air, Feng Yong's spiritual defense broke through his fingers. Blood shot out from his throat like a fountain.
Feng Yong looked at the man in front of him in disbelief. The legend suddenly emerged. The legend said that the man had excellent qualifications and was known as the most outstanding genius in the entire Yunding Continent for thousands of years. He was both good and evil, and he had no reason to do anything.
.Everything is based on likes and dislikes. His signature features are golden masks and evil faces.
"You are the one who is empty..."
Feng Yong pointed his finger at the golden mask's face and fell softly after all.
There were only two people left in the field, two masked faces, similar evil spirits.
"I'll give you three seconds to explain." The man in the golden mask looked at the other party, as if the verdict of the god of death.
The iron-faced man, who had been murdering without blinking, and was surrounded by corpses, stopped talking now, and his breath became unstable.
"Three seconds have come. Since you give up on explanation, then you don't need to say anything." Lin Qiu, the golden mask, saw Ji Dian's fingers gently tugging.
"Evil King Cage? You did learn the forbidden moves secretly." The iron-faced man spoke gloomyly, with surprise and surprise in his words.
"Hmph, do you really think you still have the fate to tell me?" Kong Linqiu snorted coldly, and his hands accelerated.
If it were outsiders, the two of them seemed to be standing face to face, and the iron-faced man twitched all over as if he was possessed by evil spirits.
In fact, only the person involved has the most obvious feeling. Kong Linqiu used space-like magic that had been lost in the Yunding Continent for a long time. Through space compression, he wanted to crush the person in front of him to death.
The iron-faced man obviously has a low cultivation level. Although he struggled hard, he still struggled very hard.
But under such a space pressure, suffocation will be a matter of time sooner or later.
As time passed, black and red blood began to flow out of the man's seven orifices, and blood stains began to leache from the inside and outside.
Kong Linqiu just stood so lightly, looking at it as if it was nothing to do with him.
"Are you still unwilling to say it?" Kong Linqiu spoke leisurely. "If you don't say it, your cultivation will be ruined. Don't worry, I won't kill you, so I will definitely leave you a breath. If you have the ability to re-cultivate,
I am waiting for you to take revenge."
The iron-faced man showed a ferocious look on his face, but he never spoke.
The pressure on space is getting bigger and bigger, and there are more and more blood holes on your body. The true qi is already drying up while fighting against the power of space. The man's heart is also beginning to panic.
"Duan Qingyan!" The man suddenly shouted loudly.
The originally leisurely Kong Linqiu turned around habitually, and there was no section of Qingyan on the empty path.
With just one turn, the iron-faced man had already taken the opportunity to escape and disappeared.
"Hmph, can you escape?" Kong Linqiu then chased after him.
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Let’s talk about Duan Qingyan’s intentional slowdown and returned to Nanyuan City after he deliberately slowed down, but he still didn’t wait for a piece of wood and fire, which made Duan Qingyan very annoyed. He even had the idea of refusing to quit him.
After returning to the Qingyan weapon refining shop, Zhu Ying had already returned one step ahead of them and brought back a large number of spirit stones belonging to Duan Qingyan. Like Duan Qingyan, he conveyed Chu Qianliang's apology:
In order to explain today's matter, Chu Qianliang not only did not charge a penny of the handling fee he should have collected, but also paid a lot of Duan Qingyan's refining materials.
However, these things were packed by Duan Qingyan and placed in a small storage bag, ready to be returned by Zhu Ying another day.
Although the money is good, I can’t buy a promise of cooperation.
Even if the profession of weapon refiner is expensive, Duan Qingyan does not want to violate his principles.
Zhu Ying took the initiative to refund the money, while Duan Qingyan locked himself in the refining room and continued to think about refining the refining tools.
Seeing that Duan Qingyan was not very interested, Bai Yuhe simply took Hou Qing and Zhu Ding to the market to search for materials for precious materials, hoping to get some surprises for Duan Qingyan.
The huge backyard of the weapon refining shop is just Duan Qingyan's world alone.
Halfway through the refining of the weapon, Duan Qingyan heard a sound similar to slapping the door, and hurriedly opened the door to find out.
Just outside Duan Qingyan's weapon refining room, a man was covered in blood lying. His clothes were soaked in dirty blood and could not see the original color. His face was covered with blood. He had blood scabs in the area where there were holes, and his facial features were already
Not clear.
The most terrifying thing is that there is a big hole in the right chest, the ribs, flesh and internal organs that are mixed together.
With such a degree of bleeding and injury, if it were in the world before Duan Qingyan, it would be difficult to rescue him.
However, the extremely powerful elixir power of the monks in this world is also quite magical. As long as the meridians are not broken, as long as they come back, it is not difficult to recover. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to recommend it.
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