The battle with Yan Xiaowu ignited the cold blood in Qingge's body.
The silence deep in the soul was stirred by Yan Xiaowu.
She was once the mercenary king, invincible in every battle and invincible in every attack.
Qingge's mind went blank. She temporarily forgot about everything and enjoyed herself in the battle.
Her and Yan Xiaowu's Dantians were like two bottomless pits, blasting out streams of abundant spiritual energy. The spiritual energy collided together like waves and strong winds.
The sword shines heavily.
The sword of King Ming struck down as if it was as heavy as a mountain. The Hidden Dragon Painted Halberd penetrated every hole, bursts of light and shadow, looking for Ye Qingge's flaw.
As soon as Ye Qingge shows a flaw, the halberd in Yan Xiaowu's hand can pierce her heart.
The Hidden Dragon Painted Halberd stabbed Qingge between his eyebrows. Qingge stared, turned around, and the figure disappeared. In an instant, he appeared behind Yan Xiaowu, and the knife in his hand slashed at Yan Xiaowu's waist.
A cut in the waist without mercy.
Fighting for one's life.
Yan Xiaowu also reacted very quickly. She straightened her waist forward, flipped her body in the air a few times, then fell from the sky, swooped down, and stabbed Qing Ge again with the Qianlong Painted Halberd.
The onlookers around were all dumbfounded. The two men's moves were cunning and vicious. The most surprising thing was that these two men released a steady stream of spiritual energy without any intention of exhaustion.
Does Reiki cost money?
Everyone secretly slandered.
Spiritual energy is the source of support for fighting. Without spiritual energy, the ultimate power in the body cannot be fully exerted.
But whether it is Ye Qingge or Yan Xiaowu, they seem to possess countless spiritual energy. The spiritual energy gushing and surging in the world turned into four strong winds, all coming from their bodies.
The King of Ming's sword is against the Qianlong painted halberd.
The sound made by the sword and halberd was like thunder from the sky, deafening.
Two waves of spiritual energy exploded violently, with a majestic force, like a volcano erupting. Yan Houyong's yard and house collapsed at this moment and turned into powder.
This area was razed to the ground.
Unavoidable to be involved in the aftermath of the battle between the two, Grandpa and his men retreated to a safe space.
The grandfather raised his head and looked at Qingge and Yan Xiaowu, nodded, a smile appeared on his face, and his eyes were filled with relief.
Her Yan family finally has a genius.
Ye Qingge and Yan Xiaowu are the pillars of the Yan family.
The grandfather looked at Yan Houyong coldly, "Xiao Wu wants to kill you, I will never take care of it anymore. It is your own fault and you will not survive. Since that woman has given birth to Xiao Wu for you, you still have to kill them all. Xiao Wu said
Yes, you should pay with your life if you kill someone."
"Mother...I..."
Grandpa glanced at her angrily, and Yan Houyong's voice stopped abruptly. He pursed his lips and his eyes flickered, "Grandpa, Yan Xiaowu is a disaster. If you keep her, the Yan family will be finished sooner or later. She has never put it down."
Consider yourself a member of the Yan family."
"Do you regard her as your daughter?" Grandpa asked, Yan Houyong was speechless.
The battle between Qingge and Qingge was so sensational that people from other aristocratic families came.
Wei Li of the Wei family, Yan Xiaoqi of the Yan family, Yan Fuping, people from the six major aristocratic families and the nine-liu aristocratic families were all present, and even Mo Xie from the City Lord's Mansion came.
Mo Xie was much more haggard than usual, extremely thin, and his complexion was extremely poor, revealing his morbid frailty.
Even so, he is still handsome, but less carefree and more feminine than before.
He looked up at Qing Ge and coughed a few times.
Thinking of the three days and three nights when Qing Ge disappeared, he found the Yin Demon Lotus for him at Wuwu Cliff.
The two maid guards followed Mo Xie every step of the way, taking care of Mo Xie's body. The maid was carrying a medicine box, and Mo Xie needed to take medicine at any time.
In the battle between the three sword spiritual masters among the younger generation, they all want to see who can have the last laugh.
This battle lasted until the evening with no winner or loser, and everyone present was more excited than the other.
For such a long time, the two of them were facing danger every moment of their battle. Qingge was killed every time with one move. The knife in his hand was dexterous and miraculous, while Yan Xiaowu was like a snake, coming and going.
He wiped the blade of the knife as he came and went, and then turned from defense to attack. The halberd held up the flower of spiritual energy, like a tide coming in, and struck Qing Ge.
Qing Ge fought happily, then she looked at the Qianlong Painted Halberd heading towards her heart and narrowed her eyes.
"It's over." Qingge murmured in a low voice, as soft as a mosquito.
Qingge raised his eyes, and the cold light flowed.
Suddenly, Qingge released all the spiritual energy in his body, and appeared in the sky and earth like a violent storm, brewing an extreme storm.
Yan Xiaowu's pupils narrowed.
It was unbelievable that Ye Qingge, who had been fighting with her all day, still had so much spiritual energy in her Dantian.
Yan Xiaowu's spiritual energy was almost exhausted, and his combat effectiveness became even worse.
Qing Ge suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the Qianlong Painted Halberd, and with a fierce force, spiritual energy rushed out, snatching the Qianlong Painted Halberd from Yan Xiaowu's hand.
The last spiritual energy in Yan Xiaowu's dantian turned into the form of a blue dragon and attacked Qing Ge.
Qingge threw away the Qianlong Painted Halberd and slashed it with a knife, shattering the spiritual energy.
She flew in front of Yan Xiaowu at an extremely fast speed, swallowed the evil energy, and sucked up all the spiritual energy in this world. The speed was astonishing!
Yan Xiaowu fought Qing Ge with bare hands. No matter what the fight was, she would never lose.
This is Yan Xiaowu's determination.
Yan Xiaowu used his skill and used his palms to shake the King Ming's sword away.
Without weapons, the two men fought hand to hand.
When the fists and palms touch each other, the spiritual energy is like wind, frost, rain and snow.
Yan Xiaowu used enough spiritual energy to punch Qingge in the lower abdomen. Qingge ducked to the side and grabbed Yan Xiaowu's neck. The devouring evil energy surged out. He controlled Yan Xiaowu with his mental power and froze the invisible ice water.
Yan Xiaowu’s aura.
Qing Ge stood on the high wall, holding Yan Xiaowu in his hand.
Yan Xiaowu tried to struggle but was unable to exert any strength. She looked at Qingge in horror with her eyes wide open.
She fought with Qingge for a day, which led to her deriving an illusion that she could defeat Ye Qingge.
Until this moment, she suddenly woke up.
Qingge still has a trump card, but she is already at the end of her strength when she goes all out.
The spiritual energy in her Dantian was exhausted, and she no longer had the ability to fight.
Qingge grabbed Yan Xiaowu's neck and threw Yan Xiaowu to the ground, causing the ice layer that sealed Yan Xiaowu's spiritual energy to break.
A pair of soft boots fell in front of Yan Xiaowu. There was a trace of blood at the corner of Yan Xiaowu's mouth. She looked up and saw Qingge.
Qingge turned her back to the setting sun, looking down at her from a high position.
Qing Ge stretched out his hand towards her and said, "Get up."
Yan Xiaowu groaned and turned his head.
Seeing this, Qingge pulled Yan Xiaowu up, dragged her to Grandpa, and said lightly: "Grandpa, I took her to Youlan Courtyard."
"When did I leave with you?"
"You want to kill someone? It's not too late to kill me after you defeat me." Qing Ge said.
When Yan Houyong heard this, he became more and more strange.
When did he, the dignified eldest son of the Yan family, become a piece of pork? He can be killed if he wants to.
Yan Xiaowu looked at Qing Ge, his eyes wandering.
She is young and energetic, disobedient to discipline, and extremely rebellious. No one can control her.
At this moment, Yan Xiaowu glanced at the centaur who was still confronting the swamp beast. With a wave of his hand, the centaur turned into light and shadow and swept into her body.
Seeing this, the swamp beast breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the realm of nothingness obediently.
Finally I can rest.
"I want to live in the best room." Yan Xiaowu said.