"What do you want to do?"

After hearing Fu Qingshi's words, Princess Xiuyuan's expression changed wildly, and she quickly retreated as she shouted softly.

She knows that every sect has a way to kill the enemy in desperate situations. Some of them use their skills for many years to deliver a desperate blow, while others use their life span to temporarily improve their cultivation level to survive. There are even more ruthless guys who directly

It means self-destructing the whole body's essence and blood to hurt the enemy. The higher the skill, the more powerful the explosion will be, and the more powerful it will be, directly killing the enemy together.

Fu Qingshi said that he would spend ten years of energy to destroy himself. It seemed that he was planning to use self-mutilation techniques like this. How could Princess Xiuyuan not be surprised?

When they felt something bad happened, Fu Qingshi, Hai Qingfeng, and Yan Qingwan shouted loudly at the same time. Suddenly, a breath came out of them, and the three breaths were instantly connected. The three people stood in three directions, but they used the breath as a link.

, implicitly merge into one, forming a triangle.

Yan Qingwan, who was closest to Princess Xiuyuan, stabbed forward lightly with a thin sword in both hands and chanted loudly: "Wanshou Temple on Wanshou Mountain"

Tsk!

Two thin long swords suddenly sent out two air-piercing sword auras, one pierced Princess Xiuyuan's lower abdomen, and the other sword aura went straight to the center of Princess Xiuyuan's eyebrows. These two sword auras were as thin as gossamers. After they were sent out, they arrived in a blink of an eye.

Princess Xiuyuan did not dare to neglect, and flew out her sleeves to catch the two sword energies. With two "puff" sounds, the sleeves woven with different kinds of silk threads were actually pierced by the two sword energies.

Princess Xiuyuan was startled and retreated even faster. She twisted her body to avoid the two sword energy, and her breath was slightly sluggish.

At this moment, Fu Qingshi, who was getting ready to go, also chanted at the same time: "The ancestor of Wanshou is passed down from the same line!"

boom!

His two snow-white palms suddenly turned into the color of amethyst, exuding a faint light. He suddenly pushed his palms forward, and the palm wind was powerful, forming a wall of air and blasting towards Princess Xiuyuan's left ribs.

Princess Xiuyuan raised her left palm. The palm that was originally as green as green and tender had turned into a crystal clear shape. The muscles of the entire palm seemed to have become translucent, and the blood flowing in the skin could be vaguely seen.

boom!

Their palms intertwined, and both of them trembled at the same time. Princess Xiuyuan took advantage of the situation and fell into the distance. While Fu Qingshi trembled and was about to retreat, the sleeve of Princess Xiuyuan's left hand had already covered his arms like a poisonous snake.

Wrapping it around, the front of the sleeve was as straight as a sword, pointing towards Fu Qingshi's heart.

In such a state, after a palm fight with Fu Qingshi, her control was still so precise and meticulous.

Even though Fu Qingshi reacted quickly, he was hit on the left shoulder by the end of his long sleeve. There was a "click" and the shoulder was dislocated. A strange inner force traveled along the shoulder and went straight to Fu Qingshi's heart, causing Fu Qingshi to shout loudly without making any sound.

Instead, blood spurted out first.

If it weren't for his strange state and the auras of the three of them being connected, and Princess Xiuyuan's long sleeves, under normal circumstances, Fu Qingshi would have been killed long ago, but now he only suffered some internal injuries, which were not fatal.

"pity!"

Princess Xiuyuan sighed secretly. When her body was in the air, she retracted her right sleeve and rolled it towards Hai Qingfeng who was holding a long sword next to her.

At this time, Hai Qingfeng held the sword in front of his chest, and the green sword energy on the tip of the sword was swallowing like a snake. His expression was solemn and his eyes were wide open. When Princess Xiuyuan's body floated up, he had already retracted his sword, and then he breathed out: "

One yuan revives yin and yang!"

He pushed the long sword forward, and the originally light bronze long sword became as heavy as a mountain in his hand. He slowly pushed it towards Princess Xiuyuan. After the tip of the sword touched the end of the long sleeve, there was a "pop" sound, and Princess Xiuyuan's clothes were lifted.

Most of the sleeves were shattered by the sword energy, and both of them were shocked at the same time, each flying backwards.

The middle-aged Taoist who was fighting with Feng Wuwei suddenly shouted loudly and slashed at Feng Wuwei with his long sword like a storm. While Feng Wuwei concentrated on parrying, the Taoist pulled away and retreated to Fu Qingshi and others.

, the auras of the three people connected with Fu Qingshi were connected in an instant, and the four of them joined forces, and their momentum suddenly surged.

The middle-aged Taoist roared loudly, slashed at Princess Xiuyuan's neck with his sword, and shouted: "Everything is renewed in the Great Luotian!"

Tsk tsk tsk!

Following his violent shout, the long sword in his hand turned into a sword curtain, covering Princess Xiuyuan like the sky. The sword energy was dense, and the surrounding airflow was driven to form a tornado, sweeping across a radius of ten feet.

The power of the land is astonishing.

"Luotian Sword Qi?"

Princess Xiuyuan screamed, and her body turned into nine phantoms in an instant. She opened her tail like a peacock to form a fan image, and her short-sleeved sleeves covered her head and face.

Luotian Sword Qi.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of energy clashing sounded intensively. Fu Qingshi and the four men jumped like flying and shot like lightning, surrounding Princess Xiuyuan and attacking in all directions. The sword energy and palm power were crisscrossing the scene, rolling up a tornado, and little bits of blood continued to flow from the wind.

It burst out and turned into a thin layer of blood mist.

Feng Wuwei stood outside the tornado, trying to rush in several times to help Princess Xiuyuan, but was repelled by the strong wind every time. With his power, it was difficult for him to intervene. He was so anxious that the three corpse gods jumped and the seven orifices were born.

Yan stood on the ruins of the small courtyard and shouted loudly: "There are assassins! Killing! Marshal Yang, the enemy has reached Fengming Mountain!"

"Come on, people! Where have all the people died?"

"Someone wants to assassinate the princess!"

Behind his inner strength, he opened his mouth to shout, and the sound shook the mountains and echoed continuously.

"Princess?"

Fu Qingshi and others who were fighting to the death with Princess Xiuyuan were stunned when they heard this. Fu Qingshi kept slapping his palms and shouted: "A thief's wife deserves to be called a princess?"

The golden hairpin about a foot above Princess Xiuyuan's head appeared in her hand at some unknown time. She attacked Fu Qingshi and others from left to right, stabbing up and down, and occasionally met Fu Qingshi with two palms. Although her breath was slightly scattered, she still

He was not at a disadvantage for a moment. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "I have told you a long time ago that you made a mistake from the beginning. We all fell into the trap of the little thief named Yang..."

Before she could finish her words, she suddenly felt something was wrong. She saw a huge red bird spreading its wings in the sky in front of them. After it reached everyone's heads, a young man wearing a white robe with a long sword hanging from his waist jumped off the bird's back and shouted: "

Thank you to the princess for taking action against this monster from Wanshou Temple. This time we will join forces to fight against the enemy and discipline these guys to avoid escaping! Take my blow!"

As he spoke, he crossed his hands and a pillar of air instantly formed from his hands, slamming down on Fu Qingshi and others!

One of the pillars of Buzhou Mountain holds the sky!

boom!

Fu Qingshi and others saw how powerful this blow was, and they didn't dare to take it hard. Even the four of them joined forces and didn't dare to hit Yang Xingzhou's earth-shattering blow. Even Princess Xiuyuan was so frightened that her hair stood on end and her body

Lightning shots flew everywhere, trying desperately to avoid Yang Xingzhou's air column bombardment.

boom!

After the innate air column hit the ground, a huge hole was made in the entire ground. At the same time, the air column instantly collapsed. Under the strong wind pressure, everyone around them flew like gourds on the ground, flying in all directions, gravel splashed, and smoke rose.

At this time, Yang Xingzhou's body had fallen beside Fu Qingshi who was retreating, and he raised his right hand diagonally: "Look at me, the sky is tilting to the northwest!"

boom!

When Fu Qingshi's liver and gallbladder were about to burst, he slapped him with a palm, blowing his whole body into a ball of blood mist. At the moment when the blood mist exploded, Yang Xingzhou gathered his hands together, pushed forward with one hand, and pulled back with the other hand, his anger was crazy.

Under the surge, the blood mist turned into a blood-red pillar and hit Hai Qingfeng not far away: "Take another move from me!"

The palm of Buzhou Mountain is the golden beam of the sea!

Hai Qingfeng's eyes were filled with fear. He blocked it with his long sword. He was trying to block it with his sword, but he tried his best. Unexpectedly, the sword touched the blood column, and it was like touching the air. This bloody column looked like a real thing.

In fact, it is like a bubble phantom, with no trace of true energy remaining.

Just when he was stunned, this illusory blood column suddenly solidified, and when his true energy returned and his breath was slightly unstable, it hit his chest hard.

puff!

After this pillar of blood passed through, a large transparent hole was made in his chest. Hai Qingfeng slowly lowered his head and looked down. Through the large hole, he could see the frightened Yan Qingwan behind him.

"Good skills!"

Hai Qingfeng screamed, fell to the sky, and died unexpectedly.

From the moment Yang Xingzhou appeared on the scene, until now, two masters have died in his hands, and no one can stop him.

Not far away, Yan Qingwan was so frightened that he didn't dare to stay any longer. His thin body suddenly turned into a phantom, and he ran away desperately into the distance.

Yang Xingzhou laughed loudly and looked at Princess Xiuyuan who was panting slightly: "Thank you very much Princess Xiuyuan for teaching these Wanshouguan guys a lesson for me. Yang Xingzhou is grateful!"

Yan Qingwan, who was running for his life, moved his ears, speeded up his movements again, and a shrill voice sounded: "Princess Xiuyuan? I remember you!"

ps: Alas, one of the most difficult things recently is to persuade the elderly to wear masks and not go out...
Chapter completed!