Three men with swords and knives rushed over quickly. Feeling the fierce murderous aura coming towards them, Sun Qianqian subconsciously took a step back, but she immediately gathered her courage and clenched her pink fists silently.
Sun Qianqian does not understand martial arts. Although she is making fighting movements, she is extremely scared in her heart.
Seeing that the three men were about to rush over, Sun Qianqian instinctively closed her eyes.
"Five elements, yin and yang kill!"
A familiar and cold voice suddenly exploded in her ears. Sun Qianqian, who had just closed her eyes, quickly opened her eyes. As her eyes opened, the three men who rushed over seemed to be under a spell and kept holding on. The posture of rushing forward stopped and remained motionless.
Before Sun Qianqian could recover, a huge Pisces yin-yang diagram spread throughout the Qing Palace at an alarming speed, shrouding all the warriors in the melee.
The Pisces figure appeared and the battle came to an abrupt end.
Everyone looked up in shock and looked outside the gate of Qinggong. They saw Chu Huairou, who was quickly dodging on the street, with an icy aura permeating her whole body, like a white lotus on the ice and snow plain, isolated from the world.
Beside her, Bai Xiaoxiao, who was wearing a fiery red shirt, was holding a huge black scythe, spreading a chilling and majestic fighting spirit.
Two figures, one red and one white, made the warriors surrounding Qing Palace take a deep breath.
"You are so stupid."
While the Pisces enveloped all the warriors, Chu Huairou took a step forward, glanced at the warriors with cold eyes, and then said lightly: "If Zhao Qingzhu can leave Qingyun Sect and Longyin Temple alone overnight, he will Do we still need to hide in fear of seeing you rabble?"
"Yin Yang Family, Chu Huairou!"
The middle-aged man holding Fang Tian's painted halberd secretly took a breath of cold air in his heart, and the young swordsman standing next to him also shuddered slightly. Although the hundreds of tribes in the mainland have declined, their strength is there, especially in the past. Chu Huairou of the Yin-Yang family, the leader of hundreds of clans in the mainland, became famous in the mainland a few years ago. Now she has Bai Xiaoxiao, who is only thirteen years old and the head of a hundred clans, beside her. How can she Can they not be frightened?
They were afraid of returning, but after all, those who appeared at this moment were masters with strong backgrounds and powerful sects backing them. Seeing that Chu Huairou actually blocked them, the middle-aged man holding Fang Tian's painted halberd put away the shock in his heart and moved forward. Taking a step forward, he said in a deep voice: "Does the Yin Yang family want to be enemies with thousands of sects on the mainland?"
"Don't dare,"
Chu Huairou walked forward slowly. As she stepped forward, the warriors in front of her dispersed uncontrollably to both sides. Walking unobstructed to the front and back of the Qing Palace gate, she turned around and faced the warriors. The cold voice remained the same, "However, what you all did was not an act of justice. Regardless of whether the massacre of Qingyun Sect and Longyin Temple was caused by Zhao Qingzhu, the person you should look for most is him, not here. Show off your power and show off your power. If you insist on continuing to cause trouble here, then what’s the point of the Yin and Yang family being enemies of you and the sect behind you?"
Before the middle-aged man could speak, Chu Huairou suddenly changed the topic and stared at him with her beautiful eyes unblinkingly, "Not to mention you are just a Xingyun Sect?"
"Okay, okay, very good..."
Hearing Chu Huairou's provocative words, the middle-aged man said three words "good" in a row, then turned around quickly and asked with murderous intent: "Are you declaring war on the Nebula Sect?"
Chu Huairou did not speak, but turned around and walked towards Sun Qianqian.
Sun Qianqian had already come to her senses. Seeing Chu Huairou approaching, she hurried up to greet her and said excitedly: "Why are you here?"
"Come early."
Chu Huairou blinked her beautiful eyes gently, then took Sun Qianqian's hand and walked towards Concubine Hua and Mo Yan who had stopped because of her appearance. Mo Yan and Concubine Hua looked at Chu Huairou in surprise, forgetting for a moment
What to say.
Arriving in front of the two of them, Chu Huairou showed a rare smile and said: "What are the expressions of the two sisters? Don't you welcome Huairou?"
"What are you talking about Huairou..."
Mo Yan was the first to react. She smiled, then moved forward to hold Chu Huairou's slender hand, and said softly: "I thought you were in the dead end..."
Hearing this, Chu Huairou's eyes flashed with sadness, and she said softly: "He's still alive."
"That's great, haha..."
Mo Yan held Chu Huairou's slender hand tighter, then glanced sideways at the group of warriors still standing in front of the gate, "Let them stand here, we sisters have been apart for so long, we need to get together."
." With that said, she pulled Chu Huairou and walked towards the backyard.
Bai Xiaoxiao did not leave, but carried a chair from the hall with a black scythe and sat in front of the gate of the Qing Palace. After looking around with big watery eyes, he stretched and his childish voice sounded lazily.
, "I'm so sleepy, let's take a rest."
Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man and the other warriors stared blankly, neither charging nor retreating.
Go ahead, even though Bai Xiaoxiao is still a child, his cultivation is terrifying, and no one can defeat him. Don’t go ahead, wouldn’t this trip be in vain?
After thinking about it, they tacitly agreed to stand on both sides of the Qing Palace gate, all holding their heads together, waiting for Zhao Qingzhu's return.
…
In Death Jedi, the competition between Xiao Yinfeng and Tiangong has begun. One is the quasi-one-point helmsman of Tianzhu, and the other is fighting for the second-level helmsman. These are two Tenchu armies that will frighten the martial arts world of Beidou Continent in the future.
A crazy competition started.
Zhao Qingzhu naturally liked to see such a scene. After following the two armies out of the Death Jedi and advancing toward the Blood Prison, he suddenly felt uneasy, and then signaled the golden-winged bird to change direction and head straight for Qingzhu Town.
Under the great speed of the golden-winged bird, they appeared above Qingzhu Town in just a cup of tea.
When he came to the top of the Qing Palace, Zhao Qingzhu immediately saw more than a hundred warriors standing in front of the Qing Palace gate. He even saw the fiery red figure lying in front of the Qing Palace gate.
With an ominous premonition rising in his heart, Zhao Qingzhu swooped down with the big bird without any hesitation.
Feeling the pressure approaching quickly above their heads, the hundreds of warriors standing in front of the Qing Palace gate opened their eyes one after another. Bai Xiaoxiao, who was lying on the chair, also raised his head to the sky at the same time.
The big golden-winged bird flashed down, and before everyone could recover, Zhao Qingzhu also jumped down and landed steadily in front of the Qing Palace gate with his little Zen heart in his arms.
"Zhao Qingzhu..."
The middle-aged man holding Fang Tian's painted halberd tightened his pupils, and then he exclaimed!
His exclamation also shocked the other warriors. The target of their trip actually appeared without any warning.
"Brother, you are finally here."
Xu Mengting, who was standing in the main hall, saw Zhao Qingzhu descending from the sky. He rushed out of the gate and said hurriedly: "If you don't come, they will demolish this Qing Palace."
"Demolished?"
Zhao Qingzhu frowned, then turned back with a bloodthirsty grin, "Who is so bold?"