At this time, the uncle of the Si family scolded with a straight face: "Si Qingqing, this is the sweetheart you are looking for outside, isn't it? Why don't you quickly ask your good-for-nothing sweetheart to kneel down and admit his mistake to Master Changsun?"
Wealthy families have always had weak family ties and put interests first, and this was especially true in the Si family. In order to please the eldest grandson, Chifeng, the uncle of the Si family would not consider any family ties at all.
Immediately afterwards, many Si family members echoed: "Yes, Si Qingqing, you can't be so selfish. We are all relatives who watched you grow up. Now you should sacrifice your useless friendship to repay us."
"And if it weren't for you, would we be in this situation? So quickly let your best friend give up his martial arts and let Master Changsun kill him, otherwise you will be the sinner of the entire Si family.
Listening to the words of everyone in the Si family, Si Qingqing felt that it was extremely ridiculous and absurd. Now she could understand how her parents felt back then.
"That's enough!" Si Qingqing yelled, "Do you think it's useful to kneel down and lick Changsun Chifeng like this?"
"Now he not only wants Xiao He's death, but also wants the property of our entire Si family. Do you think he will let you go? Your only hope now is Xiao He. If he dies, you will not survive."
Hearing this, everyone in the Si family looked at each other. In fact, the truth was very simple and they naturally understood it. However, even Zhang Xianyu almost died at the hands of these people, and they no longer dared to place their hopes on Xiao He.
Neither Changsun Chifeng nor Xiao He paid much attention to what the Si family said. These were just fish and meat on the chopping board, and they were lives to be slaughtered. Who would care about the fish and meat?
At this time, the earth soul on the side had already adjusted his breathing and recovered from his injuries. He said indifferently: "Master Changsun, please block it for me for a moment. I will come to help you after I get the fire spirit yuan."
Seeing that the fire spirit essence in Zhang Xianyu's body was about to be obtained, he didn't want to give up at this time.
Changsun Chifeng was slightly shocked. Should he resist Xiao He?
But then I thought about it, although I was only at the early stage of the Xuan level, the old man in gray was at the middle level. Even if the two of them could not defeat Xiao He together, they could still stop Xiao He for a while.
So he agreed: "Okay, Master Earth Soul, please feel free to retrieve the treasure, we will leave this place to us."
While speaking, Changsun Chifeng and the old man in gray had quietly moved their bodies. The old man in gray moved slightly forward to meet Xiao He's sharp edge, while Changsun Chifeng lagged slightly behind. The two of them were at each other's horns, and neither of them wanted to fight Xiao He to the death at this time.
The plan is just to resist for a while to buy time for the earth spirit.
Xiao He naturally understood the intentions of the two people, and even knew that the Earth Soul's technique had reached the final step. If he allowed the Earth Soul to continue, Zhang Xianyu would definitely die. There was not much time left for him, so he must quickly
Get rid of these two people.
"Tsk!" With a sound, Xiao He held the air sword in his hand and stabbed the old man in gray at the throat.
The old man in gray clothes was well prepared. He lowered his center of gravity and sank with the posture of holding the pill and sitting on his crotch.
At the same time, he concentrated his true energy on his hands. At this moment, his two hands seemed to have turned into two large stone tablets.
The sword flew away.
The air in all directions was crackled by these hands, and the sound was terrifying.
"Cang!" With a sound, the air sword in Xiao He's hand was hit aside by two monument-breaking hands of the old man in gray clothes. The old man in gray clothes thought of using this stone-breaking hand through the contact with Xiao He's air sword just now.
Come to fight Xiao He, and now I see it is indeed effective.
The old man in gray clothes couldn't help but become more and more courageous as he fought, his steps kept moving, his hands kept fanning towards Xiao He, and he had the potential to force Xiao He back.
Changsun Chifeng, who was on the side, keenly caught a flaw in Xiao He, his eyes flashed, and he punched directly towards Xiao He's lower back.
What Changsun Chifeng used was his best Leopard Fist. Once mastered, this Leopard Fist will not only be extremely powerful, but also as agile as a leopard in terms of speed, with astonishing explosive power.
At this time, the zhenqi gathered on Changsun Chifeng's right fist and turned into a silver cheetah. As he shook his arm, there was a "crack!" sound and the air exploded.
"You surnamed Xiao, go to hell!" Changsun Chifeng roared and suddenly attacked Xiao He's lower back.
In Changsun Chifeng's view, Xiao He was being attacked by the old man in gray and himself at this time, and there was absolutely no possibility of escaping intact. He would either be slapped by the old man in gray with the monument-breaking hand, or be hit by his own leopard fist.
Waist eyes.
Even if Xiao He couldn't be killed in this round, he could still be seriously injured, just when Changsun Chifeng kept sneering.
It was like Xiao He had eyes on his back. He turned slightly sideways and flicked his fingers at the same time. An air sword shot out like a bullet. "Wow!" A trace of air was drawn in the air, and the air sword made a sharp whistling sound.
, shot at Changsun Chifeng’s fist.
Compared with the power of the silver cheetah on Changsun Chifeng's fist, this qi sword seemed too plain. However, as soon as this qi sword came into contact with the silver cheetah, it was like a hot knife cutting through butter, without any hindrance.
, once passed through.
All this happened in a flash of lightning. Even Changsun Chifeng had just reacted when his Leopard Fist was penetrated by Xiao He's sword. Changsun Chifeng's smile froze instantly and his pupils shrank smaller than the eye of a needle.
"Escape!" This was his only thought now.
However, can he escape if he wants to?
Xiao He's Qi sword was as powerful as a broken bamboo, piercing Changsun Chifeng's fist, and stabbing to the bottom, piercing Changsun Chifeng's entire arm.
"Ah!" Changsun Chifeng couldn't help but let out a shrill scream. He never expected that the huge advantage his side had just a second ago would be reversed by Xiao He.
Seeing that Changsun Chifeng was injured, the old man in gray frowned, then roared, and the light on his hands flashed. At this moment, he concentrated all his strength and smashed his palms towards Xiao He's head.
The old man in gray clothes did not believe that Xiao He could withstand such overwhelming power from Mount Tai.
At this time, Xiao He had to turn around to deal with the blow from the old man in gray. Upon seeing this, Changsun Chifeng made a determined move and slapped his right arm off with a palm, broke away from Xiao He's air sword, stepped on the ground, and quickly
Escape towards the back.
While retreating, Changsun Chifeng stared at Xiao He with red eyes, hoping that the old man in gray would crush Xiao He to death, so that even if he lost an arm, it would be worth it.
Seeing the crisis on Xiao He's side, Si Qingqing was also upset, but all she could do now was silently pray for Xiao He.
The Si family didn't make any more noise. Although they didn't want to admit it, Si Qingqing was right. Xiao He was indeed their only hope for survival.
At this time, Xiao He was not panicking at all. Whether it was Changsun Chifeng's sneak attack or the gray-clothed old man's strong attack, he had predicted it.
He could predict their attacks, but the two of them couldn't predict him, simply because they underestimated Xiao He too much from the beginning.
Changsun Chifeng thought that Xiao He was only half a step up, while the old man in gray thought that Xiao He's Qi sword was nothing more than that and could be suppressed by him using his stone-throwing hand.
But is this Xiao He’s true strength?
Of course not.
Xiao He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, then waved his hand, and with a roar, a white dragon as thick as a bucket rose into the sky, and the sword energy exploded all over the sky.
This sword is the first form of Zhengang Sword Technique, White Rainbow Penetrating the Sun.