Do the best of Qingge

In the Xuanyang Mountains, a long and narrow river valley, fierce battles are erupting, and the flame-like spiritual power is constantly exploding, and a strange light blooms in the sky.

In mid-air, two figures intersect frequently.

Under the shroud of night, next? Those who watched the battle could only see a blurred figure, and only when the spiritual power was bombarded could they see the face of the comer clearly.

Qi Wan looked up at the young face illuminated by the fire from time to time. In his memory, he had indeed seen that face, but he had no more impressions.

Once they fought, Chu Linge's middle-level cultivation of the Shenxuan Realm was fully exposed.

Wu Hong also became disapproving from being cautious at the beginning.

There is an insurmountable distance between the Divine Profound Realm and the Faxiang Realm. In his opinion, these two people who suddenly appeared were just here to die in vain.

The four subordinates standing in the river valley also realized at this moment, right? There were only two people, so there was nothing to be afraid of, and immediately surrounded Qi Wan and Qi Xuan with weapons in their hands.

Helping her sister to sit on the stone, Qi Xuan grasped it with her slender hand, and a slender soft sword appeared in her palm. The long sword buzzed, and the killing intent rolled like a wave.

"Be careful!"

Qi Wan is not an indecisive person, and after seeing her younger sister wanting to fight four against one, she didn't say such hypocritical words to make her abandon him and go first.

Enduring the severe pain from all over the body, the mudras were combined, and he began to adjust his breath at the fastest speed.

The four black-clothed subordinates were stunned for a moment, then sneered, rushed out together, and rushed towards the slender woman in the red skirt.

Looking at the four figures rushing towards her, Qi Xuan knew that normal means of attacking would not be effective, her starry eyes sank slightly, and she wanted to sacrifice the sword with blood.

Before the sword's edge could cut through the skin, a resounding dragon's tongue suddenly fell from the sky, and the sound waves spread like ripples, shocking the four black-clothed subordinates who were rushing to vomit blood and fly away.

At the same time, Wu Hong's voice of fury resounded over the valley.

"What a cunning boy! How dare you play tricks under the old man's nose!"

As soon as the words fell, a crimson fist mark had already struck Chu Linge.

If it were another Mysterious God Realm warrior, under such a close-range attack, there would be almost no third choice except to defend or block.

However, Wu Hong's opponent was Chu Linge. She was running away with all her strength, and she couldn't even catch Kong Ling, who was a high-level practitioner of the Faxiang Realm. It was no problem to hide from the spiritual bombardment at this moment.

With a strange flash of figure, the fist mark fell into the empty space, and Chu Linge didn't seem to want to continue fighting, and after dodging the attack, he fell straight down.

However, to everyone's surprise, where Chu Linge landed? It wasn't her companion's place, but a black-clothed subordinate who was closest to her.

An incomparably clear sound of bones breaking resounded from the banks of the river valley, and with a creepy scream, it penetrated into the ears of everyone present.

For these cruel and ruthless people, Chu Linge naturally would not show mercy, and seized the opportunity to eliminate one person like lightning.

The other three black-clothed subordinates were frightened to the point of death, and shivered and retreated violently, fearing that if they escaped too slowly, they would follow in the footsteps of that companion.

After quickly killing one person, Chu Linge didn't dare to linger any longer. With a little tiptoe, he rushed towards Qi Xuan and the two sisters.

She hadn't forgotten that in mid-air, there was also a strong enemy at the Dharma Aspect Realm. Presumably at this moment, the old guy was already furious with anger.

Fluttering down beside Qi Xuan, Chu Linge turned her head and asked, "How is her injury now?"

Before Qi Xuan could speak, a low voice came from behind the two of them: "I'm fine, that old guy is not weak, so be careful."

After hearing what Qi Wan said, Chu Linge nodded, and then said to the people beside him: "Those three guys, you can deal with them."

Looking at the three black-clothed subordinates who were cowering in the distance and did not dare to step forward, Qi Xuan said with firm eyes: "No problem!"

After a pause, he whispered again: "What about the old man in the Dharma Realm? You..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chu Linge: "Leave him to me. If you have a chance, you can take your sister and leave first. Only when you are safe, can I escape!"

Listening to Chu Linge's words, Qi Xuan felt a trace of regret in her heart.

If it wasn't for him, Chu Linge wouldn't have been involved in this crisis at all. Even though he had the strength to leapfrog the challenge, but the opponent at this moment was a real strong man in the Faxiang realm. It would be easier said than done if he wanted to get out of the way.

Wu Hong slowly descended from mid-air, but he didn't attack Chu Linge and the others immediately.

In the previous fight with Chu Linge, he knew that his opponent's body skills were weird. If he pressed too hard, it would be very bad if his opponent left his companions and fled alone.

Although the strength of Tianji Castle is not weak, compared with the profound Xuanyang Sect, it is still several grades behind.

Therefore, Wu Hong absolutely does not allow any fish that slipped through the net to escape!

"It's really surprising that the Xuanyang Sect, which has always been so lukewarm, can cultivate a ruthless disciple like you."

Hearing Wu Hong's ridicule, Chu Linge didn't take it seriously at all, and retorted: "There are too many things you can't think of, and I would like to advise you, take your people and leave quickly, otherwise, you won't be able to leave later !"

Chu Linge deliberately made his words ambiguous, knowing that he was right? He might not believe such a flawed threat from himself, but he still had to give it a try.

Wu Hong naturally didn't believe what Chu Linge said, if the Xuanyang Sect knew what happened here, it wouldn't be the two juniors in the Profound Realm who came here.

Qi Wan, who had been concentrating on adjusting his breath, immediately guessed that the young man who came with his sister was definitely not from his clan after hearing the conversation between the two.

Although the impression is not deep, she still knows that Qi Junhao's talent is mediocre.

As for the man standing side by side with his sister in front of him, being able to separate his mind to attack and kill others in the battle with the strong man of the law state is not something that ordinary warriors can do at all.

Another point is that my younger sister, who is not very pleasing to anyone, looks strangely at the people beside me, as an older sister, how can I not see it.

Reminiscent of Qi Xuan's appearance when she borrowed the courtyard card from herself not long ago, Qi Wan can already be sure that that person must be a member of the Xuanyang Sect's inner courtyard, but it's just that he has changed his face and doesn't want him to find out his identity.

Unexpectedly, my sister's sweetheart has such amazing combat power!

Chu Linge didn't know what was going on in Qi Wan's mind, and after a few brief confessions, he rushed forward again and fought with the enemy.

Qi Xuan also took the initiative to meet the three black-clothed subordinates. This time, she cut her arm directly, and under the double infusion of spiritual power and blood, her sword energy was unstoppable.

The battle circle between Chu Linge and Wu Hong moved from the river beach to the river valley. Under the impact of energy, jets of water rolled up continuously, and then splashed in all directions with the sound of explosions.

In terms of movement and speed, although Chu Linge has an advantage, but in terms of martial arts, he still can't match him? Decades of immersion.

Not long after, his body was wounded. On the other hand, Wu Hong didn't show any injuries other than the consumption of spiritual power.

Another hard bang that could not be avoided, Chu Linge let out a muffled snort, and flew backwards like an arrow, with hot blood pouring down, and immediately merged with the night.

Wu Hong sneered, this result seemed to have been expected by him.

However, the smile on the corner of his mouth didn't last long, Wu Hong's complexion changed drastically, and he shouted to the front: "Little bastard! How dare you!"

Chu Linge, who was flying towards a certain place, when he heard the angry shout from his opponent, his lips curled up a bit, and with a wave of the folding fan in his hand, several wind knives roared and shot out.

Then there was a scream of misery, and another subordinate in black was attacked and killed by Chu Linge without realizing it.

Seeing this scene, Wu Hong almost exploded his lungs.

If the previous time was caused by everyone's negligence, then the current one is completely provocative to his bottom line.

For a mere junior in the Profound Realm to kill two subordinates in a row in front of his eyes, this is simply slapping himself in the face.

After a successful blow, Chu Linge stretched out his arm, pulled Qi Xuan's arm past him, and fled towards the distance with his partner.

Only at this moment did Chu Linge feel relieved, and after throwing Qi Xuan to her sister's place, she turned around again to meet the powerful enemy who was chasing her.

Looking at that thin figure, Qi Xuan's eyes turned red again.

With her current strength, it is indeed too reluctant to fight against the three warriors of the Profound Realm in Tianji Castle. This is why Chu Linge wanted to intervene again after fighting so hard to anger her opponent.

In mid-air, Wu Hong's furious shouts and curses rolled and exploded like muffled thunder.

Chu Linge didn't make a sound, and fought with his opponent more and more calmly, thinking about the strategy to defeat the enemy.

"Worthy of being a strong man in the Faxiang Realm, the defense is too strong, and the wind blade can't cut his spiritual flames at all. Maybe, I can try that move!"

After thinking for a while, Chu Linge's wind-attribute spiritual power suddenly gushed out in his palm, quickly forming a whirlwind around his body, blocking the sight of the outside world, and attacking him like a wind.

"Humph! Pretending to be a ghost!"

After a cold shout, Wu Hong didn't dodge or dodge, raised a pair of red flame iron fists, and blasted straight at Fengjuan.

When the two were handing over, a shocking thunderbolt suddenly exploded. Different from the previous blasting sound, this sound was a real thunder roar, with a touch of destruction, resounding through the sky!

The three people fighting on the river beach stopped their movements suddenly, and after pulling away from each other, they immediately looked up in horror.

Whether it's Qi Xuan or the warriors of Tianjibao, they all know this? There is no one who has cultivated lightning attribute skills, and the previous bright thunder is extremely strange.

Compared to the crowd below, Wu Hong, who was in mid-air, was even more frightened and inexplicable.

Caught off guard, he brazenly hit a Thunder Fist. If it was just this, it would be fine. After the Thunder Seal, another wind-attributed dark energy penetrated into the body along the palm of his hand, and then exploded.

If he hadn't relied on his cultivation in the Faxiang Realm, he might have been seriously injured and defeated in the previous blow.

But even so, Wu Hong was seriously injured, after all, the viscera inside the body were not as good as the outside.

Under the combination of shock and anger, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The author has something to say: Before the decisive battle, shake the little red flowers in your hands first!