Yu Xing, who is good at tracking, once said that if he wants to find Jian Wuying, he will not be able to walk fast unless he is injured himself.
Sure enough, Jian Wuying tonight knew there was something wrong with it at first glance.
Although I have been using my skills to regulate my breath for a while, the killer aura on my body has become much weaker.
"I will give you a chance to leave by myself, and I don't want to hurt you."
Feng Yexuan stood in the wind and blocked the two masters and apprentices who were about to leave overnight under the tree at the entrance of the village.
Xiaoyao immediately took a step forward and stood in front of Ye Qingying.
"Prince Xuan, my master and disciple have no grudges and grudges with you. If you let us go today, this kindness will be rewarded in the future."
Feng Yexuan stared at her petite body. Not only did he not get out of the way, but instead took two steps forward.
"Prince Xuan..." His aura was too strong, so Xiaoyao subconsciously retreated.
But behind him was a master who was tortured by the poison and temporarily lost at least half of his skills.
There is no way to retreat!
Xiaoyao thrust his spine, stood up straight, and met Feng Yexuan's gaze.
"Prince..."
"You want to fight with me for him?" Feng Yexuan's eyes fell on her hands.
I don’t know when this little hand started, but there was a short knife.
She really wants to be enemies with him!
Feng Yexuan's breath instantly reached an extreme cold.
The knife in her hand came too fast, and he had no chance to see clearly how the knife appeared.
Li'er, is it you?
Qiankun Chain recognizes the owner, if you don’t want to admit it, then force it to stop you from admitting it!
Feng Yexuan's eyes suddenly became dark, he jumped up, and pushed his palm towards the two of them with a sudden palm.
Ye Qingying didn't expect that Xiaoyao was right in front of him, and he really dared to take the lead.
Ye Qingying didn't think about the conditioned reflex, picked up Xiaoyao and threw it out.
With a bang, the palm fell on Ye Qingying's chest, and he was shocked and fell heavily to the ground.
When you open your mouth, you will vomit blood!
"Master!" Xiaoyao flipped over the air and landed steadily on the ground.
But unexpectedly, as soon as he landed on the ground, he saw his master seriously injured by Feng Yexuan and landed on the ground!
"Don't hurt my master!" The blood in his sight made Xiaoyao furious. He raised the knife in his hand and rushed towards Feng Yexuan.
"Back... Come." Ye Qingying wanted to stop him, but Feng Yexuan's palm just now was too heavy.
When he opened his mouth, he felt a mouthful of blood, and even the strength to speak was almost gone.
Although his martial arts are not as good as Prince Xuan, if he had not been tortured by the poison, he would not have been bullied by Prince Xuan so much!
Feng Yexuan looked at Xiaoyao coming to him coldly, and he didn't take the short knife seriously at all.
He took the short knife and held it in his hand.
The palm wind was neither light nor heavy, but it just threw Xiaoyao aside easily.
His target is Ye Qingying!
He walked towards Ye Qingying, who was about to struggle to get up, and Feng Yexuan's palm was filled with true energy.
"Don't touch my master!" Xiaoyao, who was thrown aside, got up, without weapons in his hand. When he turned his wrist, the silver needle immediately fell into her hand.
With a few whoosh, the silver needle shot towards Feng Yexuan's back door.
Feng Yexuan did not react at all, and did not even avoid it.
Xiaoyao didn't know what was going on with him, and watched the silver needle pierce Feng Yexuan's back door. Suddenly, a stinging pain came from his chest.
It's too late to stop it!
The silver needle is about to shoot in!
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