Yu Xing, who is good at tracking, once said that if he wanted to find Jian Wuying, he would have to be injured and unable to walk fast.
Sure enough, there was something wrong with Jian Wuying tonight.
Although I have been practicing Qigong and adjusting my breath for a while, the killer aura in my body has weakened a lot.
"I will give you a chance and leave on your own. I don't want to hurt you."
Feng Yexuan stood against the wind and blocked the master and apprentice, who were about to leave overnight, under a 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 enmity or grudge against you. If you let us go today, this kindness will be repaid in the future."
Feng Yexuan stared at her petite body. Not only did he not move away, but he took two steps forward.
"Prince Xuan..." His momentum was so strong that Xiao Yao subconsciously stepped back.
But behind him is the master who was tortured by poison and temporarily lost at least half of his skills.
There is no way back!
Xiaoyao straightened her back, stood up straight, and met Feng Yexuan's gaze.
"Your Majesty..."
"Are you going to fight me for him?" Feng Yexuan's eyes fell on her hand.
This little hand, I don’t know when, had a short knife.
She really wants to be his enemy!
Feng Yexuan's aura suddenly felt extremely cold.
The knife in her hand came so fast that he had no chance to see clearly how it appeared.
Li'er, after all, is it you?
The Qiankun Chain recognizes its master. If you don’t want to admit it, then I will force you to admit it!
Feng Yexuan's eyes suddenly darkened, he jumped up and pushed towards the two of them with a violent palm.
Ye Qingying didn't expect that with Xiaoyao right in front of him, he would actually dare to take action.
Reflexively, Ye Qingying picked up Xiaoyao and threw her out without even thinking.
With a bang, the palm fell on Ye Qingying's chest, and he was thrown away and fell heavily to the ground.
Open your mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood!
"Master!" Xiaoyao flipped in the air and landed firmly on the ground.
But unexpectedly, as soon as he landed on the ground, he saw his master being beaten seriously by Feng Yexuan and falling to the ground!
"Don't hurt my master!" The trace of blood in his sight made Xiaoyao furious. He raised the knife in his hand and rushed towards Feng Yexuan.
"Come back... come back." Ye Qingying wanted to stop him, but Feng Yexuan's palm just now was too heavy.
When he opened his mouth, another mouthful of blood came out, and he almost lost the strength to speak.
Although his martial arts skills are not as good as those of Prince Xuan, if he had not lost most of his martial arts due to being tortured by poison, he would not have been bullied by Prince Xuan like this!
Feng Yexuan watched Xiao Yao come to him with cold eyes. He didn't pay attention to the short knife at all.
He casually snatched the dagger and held it in his hand.
The palm wind was neither light nor heavy, but it easily threw Xiao Yao aside.
His target was actually Ye Qingying!
He raised his steps and walked towards Ye Qingying, who was lying on the ground and was about to struggle to get up. Feng Yexuan's palm was filled with true energy.
"Don't touch my master!" Xiaoyao, who was left aside, got up with no weapon in her hand. She turned her wrist and the silver needle immediately fell into her hand.
With a few whooshing sounds, the silver needle shot toward Feng Yexuan's back door.
Feng Yexuan didn't react at all, and didn't even dodge.
Xiaoyao didn't know what was happening to her. She was watching the silver needle about to pierce Feng Yexuan's back door. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her chest.
