As a high-level martial artist, the middle-aged man was extremely fast. His hands were like eagle claws, hitting Ye Qinghuan's heart directly.
Ye Qinghuan remained motionless, and in a blink of an eye, the middle-aged man's claws reached Ye Qinghuan's chest. His eyes were cold, and he wanted to kill the young man in one fell swoop.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man's heart was beating wildly. This was the sense of crisis he had developed over the years. He felt a strong murderous intention coming from behind.
He had a feeling that if he attacked with this attack, he would definitely be killed by something behind him.
Without any hesitation, in the flash of lightning, the middle-aged man had already made a choice. His body suddenly rolled over and gave up on killing Ye Qinghuan.
Sure enough, when the middle-aged man hid to the side and stood still, he saw Xiao Bei coming up from behind.
The middle-aged man suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. If he had insisted on killing the young man just now, he might be dead by now.
However, he was very confused in his heart. Just now, he hit the child in the chest with a powerful palm. Even if he survived, he must be seriously injured now. How could he still be so energetic in killing him?
But the middle-aged man had no time to think, and the one-armed child attacked him again. At this time, both the middle-aged man and Liu Churou saw that the child's eyes were red and very scary.
The middle-aged man was a little panicked. He was suppressed by Ye Xiaobei for a moment. He could only dodge and had no way to attack.
The middle-aged man was already shocked. The strength of this one-armed child seemed to have suddenly increased. His attacks were very ferocious, and his tactics were life-threatening. He exchanged lives for lives, which made the middle-aged man very uncomfortable.
Liu Churou looked at Ye Xiaobei who was already crazy. The child's eyes were red and flashing with bloody red light, making him look very scary.
"Ye Qinghuan, is this child... okay?"
Liu Churou asked with some trembling.
Ye Qinghuan watched the battle quietly without saying a word.
Ye Xiaobei's fighting became more and more crazy. He only had one hand and was only an intermediate martial artist, but he was completely suppressing the middle-aged man.
His fists were powerful, creating waves of punching wind, and there seemed to be a vague air of blood in them, which made the middle-aged man very uncomfortable.
Only Ye Qinghuan could see that there was a black energy surrounding this middle-aged man, which could help him fight. However, at this time, the bloody aura on Ye Xiaobei's body had completely suppressed the middle-aged man's black energy, so Ye Xiaobei could
Gain the upper hand.
Finally, the middle-aged man couldn't bear that he was being pressed and beaten by a disabled child, so he struck Ye Xiaobei's chest with an angry palm.
Ye Xiaobei ignored him and punched the middle-aged man in the chest.
"puff!"
Ye Xiaobei immediately flew backwards, a large mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and his thin body fell directly onto the wall.
Liu Churou's expression suddenly changed, and she almost screamed in fright. Ye Xiaobei's body was so thin, and this palm could directly kill him!
But at this time, the middle-aged man stood there blankly, and suddenly fell straight down.
he died!
Ye Qinghuan sensed with her spiritual consciousness that when Ye Xiaobei's punch hit the middle-aged man's chest, the bloody air from his body had entered the middle-aged man's body along her fist, instantly crushing his heart.
Liu Churou was stunned. This was the first time she had seen such a duel between two masters. It was just like the martial arts masters on TV.
"Is that child okay?"
Liu Churou looked at Ye Xiaobei who fell to the ground. His thin body was already covered in blood. Liu Churou was a little worried and wanted to help Ye Xiaobei up.
Ye Qinghuan took Liu Churou's hand.
"Don't go there."
As soon as Ye Qinghuan finished speaking, Ye Xiaobei over there had already stood up.
Liu Churou breathed a sigh of relief. After all, it was this child who saved them. But at this time, Liu Churou suddenly felt that something was wrong.
The one-armed child's eyes were still red, his thin body was stained with blood, and the large patches of red were shocking.
The red light in Ye Xiaobei's eyes flashed, looking strange and terrifying. Liu Churou looked at it and suddenly became a little scared.
"What's up with him?"
Liu Churou asked with some horror.
Ye Qinghuan didn't answer and looked at Xiaobei with some worry. If anyone worried Ye Qinghuan the most, it was probably Ye Xiaobei.
Only Ye Xiaobei is qualified to worry Ye Qinghuan.
Because he is the only one of Ye Qinghuan's kind.
Hemophagocytosis!
How could Ye Qinghuan, who is also a hemophagophore, not understand that hemophagocytosis is like a double-edged sword, hurting others and himself.
Ye Xiaobei's eyes suddenly glowed red, and the strange red light in his eyes shone directly on Liu Churou's face.
Ye Qinghuan and Xiaobei moved and punched out, directly killing Liu Churou.
Liu Churou was shocked. She was almost scared to death. Ye Xiaobei's current appearance was too terrifying. How could an ordinary girl like Liu Churou react?
In the blink of an eye, Ye Xiaobei's fist was in front of Liu Churou.
"enough!"
Ye Qinghuan's voice was very calm and soft, but at this moment, Ye Xiaobei held back his fist.
Liu Churou hurriedly ran behind Ye Qinghuan, and she was almost hit by Ye Xiaobei's fist, which frightened her greatly.
The red light in Ye Xiaobei's eyes dissipated.
His originally blood-red eyes gradually regained their clarity, and his body, which was originally very energetic, instantly became weak, and his little face instantly turned pale.
"Master, I'm sorry."
Ye Xiaobei, who had recovered, immediately understood what had happened. He felt a little guilty and looked at Ye Qinghuan to apologize.
He actually attacked Ye Qinghuan's friend, and Ye Xiaobei suddenly felt a sense of self-blame in his heart. Fortunately, he did not attack Ye Qinghuan at that time, otherwise he would not be able to forgive himself.
It may also be that his subconscious just now, in the bottom consciousness, still respected Ye Qinghuan, so he did not dare to take action against Ye Qinghuan.
"Okay, let's take this elixir first." Ye Qinghuan directly took out a bottle of healing elixir from the space ring and handed it to the weak Ye Xiaobei.
Liu Churou was surprised. She didn't see Ye Qinghuan touch his pocket. Where did he get this medicine bottle from?
Ye Xiaobei opened the medicine bottle and took it without any hesitation.
At this time, Ye Qinghuan walked up to Brother Fei, stepped on him, and said lightly: "Tell me, what kind of force are you?"
From their conversation just now, Ye Qinghuan could tell that there were forces behind them, and they wanted to get rid of the roots. Since he was here to solve these things for Liu Churou, Ye Qinghuan would not leave any hidden dangers.
Fei Ge's hands and feet were interrupted by Ye Qinghuan, and now the middle-aged man is dead. Fei Ge lay on the ground and cried in fear: "Senior, don't kill me, that middle-aged man and I are not the same.
They asked me to control Liu Churou, she has nothing to do with me!"
"If you say this kind of nonsense again in the next sentence, you don't have to say anything!" Ye Qinghuan said in a cold voice. He had no intention of listening to Fei Ge begging for mercy.