The third prince turned around and saw that two of his men suddenly fell straight to the ground, their lives and deaths unknown.
Suddenly, a ray of white light shot towards the center of his eyebrows.
When Qian Jun fired, he threw himself to the side and barely escaped.
Even so, he was still a step too slow, and the white light flew past his cheek, cutting a gash on his face and causing blood to flow out.
"#￥#＊#." The third prince cursed loudly.
At this moment, a figure walked towards him. It was the man he had driven down the mountain just now.
Ye Xiong was a little regretful. Originally, he wanted to kill the other party quietly, but he didn't expect that the Third Prince alerted him before two of his men died.
As a man who has received special forces training, he will never let a woman be raped and ignored in front of him. The reason why he chose to leave was because he wanted to secretly kill the woman with a carbine.
He could see that these three men from the God Clan were cultivating families outside the country, similar to the Immortal Sect, but outside the country.
There were three people on the other side. The third prince was no lower than him and was familiar with controlling flames. He had no confidence in defeating the three of them, so he chose a sneak attack.
After the third prince narrowly escaped death, he was furious and suddenly took out a piece of bamboo from his body and threw it in the air.
He kept chanting in his mouth, and the inscriptions on the bamboo silk surface flowed, suddenly turning into a huge fire lotus and flying towards Ye Xiong.
Ye Xiong was shocked. The bamboo silk should be similar to the talisman of the Chinese Kingdom. He did not expect it to have such great power. If it was swallowed up by the flames, there would be only death.
At the critical moment of life and death, he ran as fast as he could.
Although the true energy was no longer in his body, his physical quality was still there. Before the flames struck, he was able to escape from the flames and narrowly escaped death.
Ye Xiong threw the engraved dagger in the air, launched a sword shadow clone, and shot towards the third prince.
The only spell he knows now is this sword shadow clone, and he has no talisman on him, which makes him very disadvantaged in battle.
This guy is the third prince of the God Clan, and he must have a lot of good things. If the war continues for a long time, he will only suffer more and more losses.
Ye Xiong controlled the sword shadow clone to attack while quickly approaching.
Most cultivators are weak in melee combat. If you can get close to them, you have a good chance of killing them.
The third prince was wary of the sword shadow and kept dodging, but the sword shadow lingered on him like an evil spirit and he couldn't let go no matter what.
At this moment, a figure suddenly threw him to the ground.
Ye Xiong started working from side to side, punching him hard several times, all of which hit the third prince, making him furious.
While he was confused, Ye Xiong pulled out the dagger and stabbed him hard in the heart.
The dagger was in mid-air, but was blocked by the third prince's palm and passed through his palm.
The third prince screamed and blocked the dagger from piercing his heart.
"Go to hell."
Ye Xiong pressed hard, and the dagger fell again, inserting a few centimeters into the third prince's chest.
The third prince screamed and kept chanting in his mouth.
Suddenly, their bodies burst into flames.
"Die together."
The third prince spoke in broken Chinese and spat out a drop of blood from the corner of his mouth, looking very cold.
"You go to hell first!"
Before Ye Xiong could react, a big stone hit the third prince on the head, causing his flesh and blood to become bloody.
The third prince let go of his hand and thrust the dagger directly into his chest.
The flames weakened, and Ye Xiong quickly jumped up, took off his clothes, and finally put out the fire.
Wen Qingqing looked at the third prince lying on the ground, with half of his face bruised with blood from his own stone, and he cried loudly in fright.
The narrow escape from death and the excessive fright made her almost collapse.
Ye Xiong walked over, picked up a bottle of water from the ground, and drank from it.
"Drink some water." He handed over another bottle of water.
Wen Qingqing wanted to take over, but found that her body was weak and the water bottle fell to the ground.
Only then did Ye Xiong realize that her face was flushed, and the blush spread all the way to her neck, her chest was torn open, and her skin turned pink. The look she looked at him was very hot, and she lightly opened her red lips. This look was all too familiar to Ye Xiong.
.
Tangning had been drugged before, and she was like this.
"Help me, I feel so uncomfortable."
Wen Qingqing gasped and looked at him longingly.
Ye Xiong wanted to help her up, but who knew that before he even touched her, she rushed over and clung to her like a water snake.
At this moment, Wen Qingqing was under the influence of the drug. He couldn't care less about shame. He only had one thought, which was to find a man to cling to.
Suddenly, she felt like she was slapped hard on the head and fainted.
…
I don’t know how long it took, but Wen Qingqing woke up leisurely.
She jumped up from the ground and breathed a sigh of relief when she found that her clothes were in good condition.
Next to him, the man was collecting silver needles.
"Did you save me?" Wen Qingqing asked.
"I used silver needles to detoxify you, and you are fine now." Ye Xiong packed up his things, stood up, and said calmly: "Come down the mountain, this is not the place for you to stay."
"Thank you for saving me. Without you, I would probably be worse off than dead." Wen Qingqing said this and lowered her head. "At first, I misunderstood that you left. I'm sorry."
"Need not."
After Ye Xiong packed up his things, he walked towards the mountain.
Just now he found good things on the third prince and two of his men, and threw their bodies under the cliff, and then found a safe place to help Wen Qingqing get rid of the poison.
Wen Qingqing hurriedly followed and said anxiously: "You have to keep going up the mountain."
"yes."
"But, the mountain is very dangerous."
After Wen Qingqing finished speaking, he remembered that this was nonsense. He could even kill people from the God Clan, so how could he be afraid of danger?
"You know acupuncture, are you a doctor?"
"You know magic, so you are also an immortal, right?"
"What's your name, can you tell me?"
Wen Qingqing followed him, chattering endlessly.
She was no longer wary of this man. She had been drugged before and took the initiative to throw herself into his arms. This man was actually indifferent. Instead of taking the opportunity to violate her, he helped her detoxify. This fully explained everything.
"If you don't want your bodyguard to not see the sun tomorrow, you'd better go down the mountain immediately and find someone to save him. If it's too late, no one will be able to save him." Ye Xiong said coldly.
Wen Qingqing then remembered that Du Long had been burned by fire and his life and death were unknown, so he quickly ran over to check.
I saw Du Long lying on the ground, dying, most of his body was burned, and the situation was not optimistic.
"Come here and help, let's carry him down the mountain together." Wen Qingqing shouted to Ye Xiong.
Unexpectedly, when she looked up again, Ye Xiong had already disappeared.
"You are such a cold-blooded animal if you don't save anyone." Wen Qingqing yelled angrily.
She quickly shut up. If the other party was cold-blooded, why would he come back to save her? The two had no friendship at all.
Wen Qingqing's eyes fell on Du Long and found that the most injured area on his body was covered with a layer of medicinal powder. It was obviously that guy who had stayed behind.
"It seems that I misunderstood him. I didn't expect Du Long to humiliate him like that. At a critical moment of life and death, he still saved Du Long."
Wen Qingqing stared blankly at the retreating figure, suddenly feeling that his image had grown taller.