Seeing that Yan Qingxue dared to come out alone, Black and White Shuangsha were stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing.
"What's wrong, little girl, when you see us coming, you can't wait to come out and serve us?"
"That's natural. The loser inside has been seriously injured and is no longer useful. How can he satisfy this little girl? This little girl is probably very lonely."
The two of them were full of filthy words, and their eyes were constantly flicking back and forth on Yan Qingxue, full of teasing.
Yan Qingxue became even more angry after hearing what the two said. She raised her right hand and pointed the sharp sword tip directly at the two of them.
At the same time, the powerful aura of the ninth-level person on her body spread out in an instant, and she said coldly, "Where did you come from, bastard, go to hell!"
Along with the sound, she shook the long sword in her right hand, and already set off a stream of wildly cracking sword energy, which swept towards the two of them crazily.
In the cave, she was afraid of affecting Wang Fan and did not dare to yell loudly, but now, she no longer has so many worries.
The black-faced and white-faced monk looked at Yan Qingxue who was attacking with shame and anger, and then listened to Yan Qingxue's angry words, but he was not angry but happy.
"Haha, it's still a little pepper, I like it."
"Little girl, you are not a match for our black and white evil spirits yet. You are lucky to have met us. Soon you will truly realize what the happiness of a family is."
The two laughed disdainfully, and they also gathered momentum and launched a counterattack, waving their weapons.
With several boom-boom-boom sounds, Yan Qingxue's sword energy was easily dispersed by the two of them.
Although they are both at the ninth level, their combat prowess is obviously not at the same level.
Yan Qingxue looked at this scene, shocked inside, and her pretty face turned pale.
She never thought that these two shameless guys would have such incredible fighting prowess.
You know, although Yan Qingxue is not the strongest among the ninth levels, she is definitely not weak. Otherwise, she would not be able to succeed in the Luohe Emperor.
The country stood out and got the opportunity to enter the Sanhuang Palace.
But now, she was so miserable in front of the two of them, which made her feel a little frustrated.
It seemed that since she met Wang Fan, the ninth level she encountered was no longer simple.
"Little girl, please stop struggling and obey our brothers. Look at the trash inside. When you were in trouble, he didn't even dare to show up. What do you want with that trash?"
"It's just that he doesn't dare to come forward when his wife is in danger. She is worse than trash. What do you want him to do?"
After defeating Yan Qingxue's sword energy, the Black and White Demons did not continue to attack in a hurry, but continued to speak humiliatingly.
However, the target of their humiliation was Wang Fan.
In their opinion, Wang Fan must have noticed such a big movement. And the reason why Wang Fan didn't come out was probably because he was afraid of death.
Yan Qingxue stared at the two of them coldly, without saying a word, but she drew her sword again and started a crazy attack.
The black and white demons didn't mind either, they laughed and fought back while playing tricks on Yan Qingxue.
However, they did underestimate Yan Qingxue's madness and desperate level.
After dozens of rounds, Yan Qingxue seized the opportunity and suddenly stabbed the white-faced monk on the shoulder with a sword.
The large piece of flesh and blood on the white-faced monk's shoulder was cut off in an instant, and a large amount of blood oozed out.
Feeling the pain, the white-faced monk finally couldn't help but become completely angry, and his eyes flashed with extreme ferocity.
"Shameless little girl, since you don't know what's interesting, don't blame me. I'm rude."
He said with a ferocious smile, clenched his right fist suddenly, violent spiritual energy jumped crazily, and then directly approached Yan Qingxue,
It hit her Dantian hard.
He planned to cripple Yan Qingxue and then ravage her ruthlessly.
The black-faced monk looked at this scene and opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"I will fight with you!" Yan Qingxue's face turned pale, and her expression suddenly became crazy! As she screamed, the spiritual energy in her body stirred crazily, and she was about to explode in an instant.
Even if she dies, she will never allow herself to be insulted or become a useless person.
In this Sanhuang Palace, once she becomes a disabled person, she has no qualifications to live and has no choice but to wait for death. And with her appearance, she probably won't even be able to die, and her end will be extremely miserable.
However, just when Yan Qingxue was about to self-destruct, a soft voice suddenly came out, "Senior Sister Yan, please rest. Leave the rest to me."
Following this sound, she felt a pair of strong hands embrace her waist, holding her and falling to the ground.
She turned around and saw that this person was Wang Fan.
At this moment, the corners of Yan Qingxue's eyes were a little moist, and she really wanted to cry...
Wang Fan patted Yan Qingxue's shoulder, and then cast his cold gaze on the black and white duo.
At this time, the expressions of the two evil spirits, Black and White, were also quite strange.
They also did not expect that Wang Fan, who was originally recuperating in the cave, would suddenly appear here and save Yan Qingxue. However, after a brief daze, they immediately came back to their senses.
The black-faced monk stared at Wang Fan and laughed ferociously, "I didn't expect you, a loser, to have some sense of responsibility and dare to come out! Anyway, I originally wanted to go in and deal with you. Now that you have come out, let's deal with it here.
alright."
The white-faced monk's eyes were fixed on Wang Fan's right hand that hugged Yan Qingxue's waist, "Okay, very good, this hand
, it’s mine!”
When Wang Fan heard what the two said, disdain appeared in his eyes. He looked at the white-faced monk coldly, with crazy murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
Previously, it was this person who wanted to destroy Yan Qingxue's cultivation. If he hadn't arrived in time, Yan Qingxue might have been destroyed.
"Oh, really, then I want to see why you two beasts dare to be so arrogant."
As Wang Fan said this, he suddenly flashed forward and rushed towards the white-faced monk.
The moment he approached the white-faced monk, his left fist was clenched suddenly, mixed with rich golden energy, and set off a thunderous force, hitting his Dantian hard!
Wang Fan acted very quickly and decisively without any delay or sloppiness.
As fast as lightning, as powerful as thunder!
"You want to destroy my cultivation, you are simply overestimating your capabilities!" The white-faced monk felt this scene, but he smiled disdainfully.
Although Wang Fan's punch was powerful, he could feel that its power was only equivalent to that of an ordinary eighth-level punch, and it was not worthy of his attention at all.
However, just when the white-faced monk was about to raise his fist to meet him and cripple Wang Fan's left arm with one punch, Wang Fan's eyes flashed with sarcasm, and his right hand suddenly turned into a palm and smacked it out fiercely.
Void Palm!
The attack from Wang Fan's left fist was just to confuse the white-faced monk and make him despise him. His real killing move was the Void Palm!
Because his current strength has not been fully restored, and he could see the extraordinary nature of these two people at a glance, he used this strategy.
As soon as the Void Palm came out, the spiritual energy in the surrounding air was gathered crazily. At this moment, it seemed that even the heaven and earth were changing color.
The expression of the white-faced monk also changed in an instant!
However, in this situation, if he wanted to change his tactics or retreat, it was already too late!
This chapter has been completed!