Under the dark woods, the two swords in the hands of the boy in white were illuminated, as if it were daylight.

"Hmm?" Kong Xin raised his hand first, "Okay, it's not good to break it."

"Ahem..." Ye Wei's blue skirt was a little broken, and a gully plowed out of the ground.

Her hair was scattered, her face was pale, and her mouth was covered with blood, and she struggled to get up.

"Qi Refining Technique? Are you from the dynasty?" asked the young man.

The boy in white lowered his head, turned his head slightly, and said nothing, but just grabbed the two Qi-refining swords in his hand tightly.

Extreme qi refining consumes the mind and mind. If it is excessive, it will faint; if it is severe, the spiritual consciousness will explode and become an idiot.

The consumption of Qi refining is limited, how can you save Ye Wei with your own strength?

"Haha, that's right, it's not only the dynasty who have Qi Refiners."

Ye Wei's mouth kept bleeding. After looking at the two golden swords, her dizzy head became clearer.

"Kill him." The young man raised his hand gently.

Buzz —

Wei Xiazhi blocked the other side with one hand and killed one with the other.

"Soon, they are all warriors, and at least they are eighth level!"

clang--

If you can't hide, you can only lift your sword to block it.

"Good opportunity!"

Wei Xiazhi took advantage of the gap to sweep out his legs and knocked down the two people in front.

Kong Xin took a look over there and walked towards Ye Wei.

Bang!

Puff!

Five people surrounded the young man who broke through and chopped down at the same time.

"Well--"

Wei Xiazhi blocked three swords with one sword, but the long sword that the true spirit was refined and gathered together could not block it, and it collapsed instantly.

The boy knelt on one knee, blocking the two slashes he had slashed with his backhand, and carrying three slashes on his shoulder.

"drink!"

A side shoulder turned sharply, and a long knife on his shoulder took away a large piece of flesh and blood.

Wei Xiazhi ignored the two swords on his back, swept out with a sword in his left hand and instantly slashed the three of them.

puff!

The white clothes were completely stained with blood, and the sword wounds of the long forearms were painted on the boy's back like a cross.

In front of Ye Wei, the young man half-squatted, holding her chin and laughed: "Well, this seems pretty good, and he is stupid. The master likes you, who can resist but cannot resist."

The golden light shining behind the back reflected on the face of the "gentle" man.

Ye Wei held the sword, stood up tremblingly and fell down again. The sword in her hand gradually lost its inspiration.

In the open meridian realm, the true spirits that can be mobilized are limited.

Being besieged by several seventh-level warriors instantly made her lose her combat ability.

And she has no combat experience.

The other side was even more miserable. The golden sword that had just transformed out in Wei Xiazhi's hand was chopped before he could kill the enemy.

When the blade comes, there are key points everywhere, so you have to be careful.

The sword refined turned out to be darker and slower.

Kong Xin looked at it again and stopped looking, "Hurry up, he can't make many tricks."

Sure enough, as he said, it suddenly became dark and there was no one under the woods, but only Wei Xiazhi knew the danger inside.

Click!

boom--

Kong Xin frowned slightly, turned around and muttered, "Are you still a seventh-level warrior? It's interesting."

Qi Refiners are all cultivators. At first, he didn't look at it much, and he never expected that a monk would choose to practice martial arts.

Wei Xiazhi used the piano box to shake off the few people who were restricting him, and then pulled off the white clothes on his body with one hand.

The white clothes were already wet and were still torn, which would only affect him.

Ye Wei's vision became blurry and she slowly fell down, but she could still vaguely see the strong body of the young man.

Kong Xin was not worried that she would run away, so he dragged his sword and walked towards Wei Xiazhi.

Bang!

He swept out the half-human-sized piano box, breaking a big tree, and knocking them away several feet away.

Buzz —

The sound of the sword!

Wei Xiazhi immediately raised the piano box and blocked Kong Xin's sword, and remained motionless.

The boy's ears moved slightly, and suddenly he leaned over and avoided a knife, and kicked a person away.

Ye Wei was chasing the demons and fighting. Wei Xiazhi had a low realm, either hiding behind or preparing to escape. He had experienced such a fight that was surrounded and killed.

He was cut a few times at the beginning, so he also found some ways to resist.

"Two people took her away, and the others came together!" Before Kong Xin finished speaking, he slashed his sword in his hands.

"Huh?" Wei Xiazhi was fully focused.

There are still footsteps of more than thirty people?

"It's unmatched."

With so many people, he can't stand it anymore.

After so much blood, he was so crazy that he wanted to wait.

Although he doesn't know how strong he is after going crazy and it's hard to control it, he's always here to die.

"My Majesty, what are you waiting for? Use your strongest move to refine Qi with sound!"

"Xia Liufeng?"

"Refining Qi with sound?"

While using the piano box to block it, Wei Xiazhi thought about it carefully for a while before he roughly understood what it meant.

After being stabbed that day, he lost consciousness and naturally couldn't remember.

"Then let's have a gamble."

He still has some strength, and it is not a problem to refine dozens of Qi Refining Swords.

Chisel!

Between the sword light and sparks, the woman in the blue skirt was carried away.

The boy who used the piano box as his weapon flew backwards, and followed him with the sword lights and sword shadows that were chasing him.

"Want to run?" Kong Xin was as light as a swallow, and he chased after him on the trunk.

"Take her away." The boy said calmly.

The turtle horse hiding in the distance immediately understood and came to Wei Xiazhi, took him with him and chased him in the direction where Ye Wei disappeared.

Extremely fast!

The eighth-level warrior's foot strength cannot be escaped.

Bang!

The boy on the horse's back swung the piano box again, and the two of them were not his one-to-one enemy, and they were knocked away with Ye Wei.

Although Ye Wei also vomited blood from a big mouth, she did not hurt the vital points.

Wei Xiazhi listened to the sound of chasing closer and closer behind, quickly carried Ye Wei on the horse, "Go away first!"

He jumped off the horse, but the poseless horse refused to leave.

Ye Wei still had the last bit of consciousness, but she raised her hand and patted the horse's back.

After Wei Xiazhi turned around and kicked the horse in the butt, he slowly took out the guqin from the zither box.

Kong Xin was the first to catch up. While twisting his neck, he asked with a smile: "Why, is he still a little actor? Are you going to play a song for us before he dies?"

This young man with the strength of a seventh-level warrior was indeed unexpected and actually killed more than a dozen or twenty of his subordinates.
To be continued...