If everything continues, Dugu Qingye's finger will hit Shen Fengchu's chest first, causing serious damage even if he doesn't die.
Yun Chu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The speed of the two of them was too fast. Fortunately, she stopped everything in time.
Yun Chu flew up and slapped her palm lightly. She had moved the fingers of Dugu Qingye's right hand half a foot away from Shen Fengchu's body.
After landing, Yun Chu flew up again and came to Shen Fengchu's side. He carefully straightened his slightly bent right arm. Due to the internal force, he once again straightened the soft sword blade around his fingers and pressed it tightly against Dugu Qingye's. throat.
Falling back to her position again, Yun Chu discovered that there was already a touch of moisture in her palms.
Her hands were sweating.
She is nervous.
Is she nervous about him?
"Monster!" Yun Chu raised his face and looked at Shen Fengchu's elegant figure in the air, whispering, "Continue!"
Everything, continue.
puff!
Shen Fengchu's sword cut straight into Dugu Qingye's throat. The sword, which was filled with all the internal strength of the body, was like a sharp knife cutting into butter, sharply separating the skin and flesh, cutting the muscles and bones.
Dugu Qingye's eyes flashed with horror.
How is this possible?
Obviously he had calculated very clearly that he could easily kill the young man in front of him. Although this young man used Feng Lingxiao's sword moves and the sword was sharp and fast enough, his internal strength was still inferior to Feng Lingxiao's. There is an obvious gap, and his breathing is not smooth. It is likely that he has suffered internal injuries before.
How could this boy hit him first!
Dugu Qingye didn't think about it any more, not because he didn't want to think about it, but because he had no time to think about it anymore.
Shen Fengchu's sword cut his neck straight, and with a crisp sound of bones breaking, his head lifted off his neck and flew into the air.
No matter how high the master is, he is still a human being and will not die unless his head is cut off. Therefore, Lonely Qingye died.
His body fell to the ground, his head rolled to the side several times, and his blood was stained with countless dust. His eyes were still wide open, and he still had an unbelievable look.
Shen Fengchu landed heavily. In order to make the Phoenix Nirvana with the sword just now, he had already used all his true energy and tried his best to circulate his true energy, which had already caused internal injuries. At this moment, he was almost collapsed and his legs could hardly stand. .
Fortunately, Yun Chu rushed forward in time and hugged his waist.
"Fengchu, you scared me to death!" After saying this, she whispered two words into his ear very quickly and softly, "Hold on!"
Murong Jinglun had already recognized his identity. Next to him, there was Duan Qingchen, who was unknown as an enemy or a friend, and several Jianghu disciples. She had to be on guard.
After all, she had already used her superpower today, Shangguan Wuji was injured, and the lives of several Fengqiying brothers were uncertain. Although Chen Qi and she were here, it was still unclear how the situation would develop.
If Shen Fengchu showed his disadvantage at this time, they would definitely be put in a passive position.
Shen Fengchu heard her two words, lowered his eyes to meet hers, and already understood what she was thinking. He gritted his teeth and stood there, hugging her waist. He squeezed out the blood that had rushed to his throat. Press back into your chest.
Guessing her thoughts, he acted cooperatively.
"Silly girl, don't you know how powerful your husband is?"
His tone was relaxed, but the arms holding her waist showed a bit of powerlessness.
The two of them cooperated tacitly, and everyone was focused on the blow just now, so no one noticed that the palm of Shen Fengchu's sword trembling slightly under Yunchu's long hair. Because he was nervous! (3)
If everything continues, Dugu Qingye's finger will hit Shen Fengchu's chest first, causing serious damage even if he doesn't die.
Yun Chu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The speed of the two of them was too fast. Fortunately, she stopped everything in time.
Yun Chu flew up and slapped her palm lightly. She had moved the fingers of Dugu Qingye's right hand half a foot away from Shen Fengchu's body.
After landing, Yun Chu flew up again and came to Shen Fengchu's side. He carefully straightened his slightly bent right arm. Due to the internal force, he once again straightened the soft sword blade around his fingers and pressed it tightly against Dugu Qingye's. throat.
Falling back to her position again, Yun Chu discovered that there was already a touch of moisture in her palms.
Her hands were sweating.
She is nervous.
Is she nervous about him?
"Monster!" Yun Chu raised his face and looked at Shen Fengchu's elegant figure in the air, whispering, "Continue!"
Everything, continue.
puff!
Shen Fengchu's sword cut straight into Dugu Qingye's throat. The sword, which was filled with all the internal strength of the body, was like a sharp knife cutting into butter, sharply separating the skin and flesh, cutting the muscles and bones.
Dugu Qingye's eyes flashed with horror.
How is this possible?
Obviously he had calculated very clearly that he could easily kill the young man in front of him. Although this young man used Feng Lingxiao's sword moves and the sword was sharp and fast enough, his internal strength was still inferior to Feng Lingxiao's. There is an obvious gap, and his breathing is not smooth. It is likely that he has suffered internal injuries before.
How could this boy hit him first!
Dugu Qingye didn't think about it any more, not because he didn't want to think about it, but because he had no time to think about it anymore.
Shen Fengchu's sword cut his neck straight, and with a crisp sound of bones breaking, his head lifted off his neck and flew into the air.
No matter how high the master is, he is still a human being and will not die unless his head is cut off. Therefore, Lonely Qingye died.
His body fell to the ground, his head rolled to the side several times, and his blood was stained with countless dust. His eyes were still wide open, and he still had an unbelievable look.
Shen Fengchu landed heavily. In order to make the Phoenix Nirvana with the sword just now, he had already used all his true energy and tried his best to circulate his true energy, which had already caused internal injuries. At this moment, he was almost collapsed and his legs could hardly stand. .
Fortunately, Yun Chu rushed forward in time and hugged his waist.
"Fengchu, you scared me to death!" After saying this, she whispered two words into his ear very quickly and softly, "Hold on!"
Murong Jinglun had already recognized his identity. Next to him, there was Duan Qingchen, who was unknown as an enemy or a friend, and several Jianghu disciples. She had to be on guard.
After all, she had already used her superpower today, Shangguan Wuji was injured, and the lives of several Fengqiying brothers were uncertain. Although Chen Qi and she were here, it was still unclear how the situation would develop.
If Shen Fengchu showed his disadvantage at this time, they would definitely be put in a passive position.
Shen Fengchu heard her two words, lowered his eyes to meet hers, and already understood what she was thinking. He gritted his teeth and stood there, hugging her waist. He squeezed out the blood that had rushed to his throat. Press back into your chest.
Guessing her thoughts, he acted cooperatively.
"Silly girl, don't you know how powerful your husband is?"
His tone was relaxed, but the arms holding her waist showed a bit of powerlessness.
The two of them cooperated tacitly, and everyone was focused on the blow just now, so no one noticed that the palm of Shen Fengchu's sword trembled slightly under Yunchu's long hair.