When Yinghe challenged Li Qilin in a one-on-one challenge, he was more than embarrassed. He almost lost.
He comes from three Taoist sects, and his equipment, elixirs, and magic weapons are far superior to Li Qilin's. However, Li Qilin only uses ordinary magic swords, and two of them are even top-grade ones, and he has already gained the upper hand in the battle!
Ying He had been injured in many places, but Li Qilin's clothes were messy and he had been cut in many places, but he didn't even have a single wound on his body.
If he hadn't worked hard to support himself with high-grade elixirs and magic weapons, he would have been defeated by now.
Ying He murmured: "No wonder Master Rongma said this. It took more than ten years for the Sword Control Sect to get a disciple, and it took tens of millions of years for Li Qilin to appear! His celestial appearance is indeed no joke."
"Xiang Shan, why don't you come out to help me? I'm just a few junior disciples. Do you need to spend so much time?"
Li Qilin's offensive came again, but this time, Yinghe fell into deep despair!
Another flying sword flew out of Li Qilin's sword box!
"This pervert! He has become a sword again! The number is thirty-nine! The twenty-seventh sword!"
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Xiang Shan took a short rest and regained his composure. He dragged an iron sword and walked on the dark corridor. The tip of the sword scraped the floor and dragged out a series of sparks, just like breaking into a good citizen.
The Rainy Night Murderer at Home.
Xiang Shan covered every section of the road he walked with spiritual power to ensure that Qin Shuo could not hide. He sneered and said: "Little devil, just come out on your own. Stop hiding. If you can't hide, come out on your own."
, I can still give you a good time."
Xiang Shan's words were sent out with spiritual power, almost covering the entire huge space of the pressure situation.
Qin Shuo curled his lips: "I can't hide? Just brag. If I activate the sky-shielding stone, even if I pee on your head, you will just think it's a leak in the ceiling."
However, Liu Xing firmly held Qin Shuo's sleeve and said in a trembling voice: "Junior brother, what should I do? He is really coming."
Qin Shuo said: "How about you leave first? His target is just me, and to be honest, even if you stay by my side, it's useless."
Liu Xing shook his head: "No! Even if you, brothers and sisters, know that you can't defeat me, you will still protect me. How can I leave you?"
Qin Shuo said: "That's different. Didn't you see it just now? The thief will not kill the brothers and sisters, but he will not be merciful to other disciples. The nephew named Men is a good example. Ah! That's right.
It’s gone! I don’t know if that guy is dead now, I’m so worried.”
Liu Xing had a black line on his head, and he thought to himself: "Then my nephew must have destroyed the world in his previous life, otherwise how could he meet you in this life?"
He thought for a while and made a decision that was in line with his character. He was timid, but he was also very stubborn!
He said: "Junior brother, I know you have good intentions and don't want to implicate me, but I am a senior brother and I got started earlier than you! I want to protect you! No matter what you say, I will never leave you."
Qin Shuo finally knows what dog-skin plaster is, and it really can’t be peeled off no matter how hard it is!
He slapped his thigh and stood up: "Okay! Since we can't escape, let's do it! At least let the thief know that I, a disciple of the Sword Controlling Sect, is not afraid of death!"
Liu Xing's tears immediately flowed down, but at the same time, he was also on fire!
"Yes! If you die, die! My disciples of the Sword Control Sect will only die standing, never kneel down to live!"
Qin Shuo looked at Liu Xing's image of generously willing to die, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he thought to himself: "This is the first time I have met someone who is so easy to fool around with. When it comes to your qualifications to be cannon fodder, you are really the best in ancient times and modern times."
One!"
The two of them made up their mind and stopped talking. They walked out of the room where they were hiding. Qin Shuo, as if he was afraid that Xiang Shan wouldn't find him, pulled out an iron sword from the sword box and knocked against the wall.
Liu Xing trembled again: "I said I would go with the thief, but I never said I would be so public. If we come out, he won't be able to find us, and we can still escape."
Xiang Shan soon appeared, and Liu Xing didn't even have the chance to regret it. He put a bloody iron sword on his shoulder and looked at Qin Shuo with a playful look.
"What? You're not hiding anymore? You're ringing the iron sword to attract me. Are you ready to die?"
Qin Shuo spread his hands: "Didn't you say that? If I come out on my own, you will give me a pleasure, but you can't just ignore it!"
Xiang Shan snorted: "Happy? When did I say that? Why don't I remember? You kid has been playing tricks on me for a long time. Do you think I will make it easy for you?"
Qin Shuo said to Liu Xing: "Let me just say it, these bird people talk like farts. If you believe a punctuation mark from them, you will die without a complete body."
Liu Xing was so nervous that he almost peed. How could he still be in the mood to joke with Qin Shuo? He also pulled out an iron sword, held it with both hands, and pointed it at Xiang Shan.
He said in a trembling voice: "You...come here! No! You...don't come here! No! No no! You can't get through it!"
Liu Xing himself didn't know what he was going to say. He closed his eyes and was about to rush over!
However, at this moment, Qin Shuo suddenly hit Liu Xing on the back of the neck with a palm.
Liu Xing's whole body stiffened, like a kitten being held up by the neck, and then he lay down softly.
Qin Shuo's move was beyond Xiang Shan's expectation: "Kid! Which move are you going to play?"
Qin Shuo twisted his wrist, as if it had been sprained by overexertion, and he mumbled: "Don't tell me, senior brother, your neck is really hard. You don't also have a hard character..."
Then, he said to Xiang Shan: "I've had enough of escaping and I'm tired of playing. Now, let me take a closer look at the level of the sword-control skills taught by Rong Ma."
Xiang Shan snorted disdainfully: "You still have to pretend even when you are about to die. I have to say, you are really a talent."
However, what Qin Shuo didn't know was that because he was afraid of really hurting Liu Xing, he made a calculated move and it was not heavy.
As an old disciple of the Sword Control Sect, Liu Xing had his own advantages as he was chosen by the older generation of the Sword Control Sect.
This guy can take a beating!
Qin Shuo's knife, which could knock out even Xiao Wu, did not put Liu Xing into coma. Liu Xing's consciousness was still there. He could see, hear, and smell. He was just numb all over and could not move.
That's all.
Therefore, with his half-closed eyes, he still looked at Qin Shuo with a confused look, and his tears fell down again!
He was shouting in his heart: "Junior brother Qin is protecting me! This thief can only kill him, so if I lie down, I can live!"
"Junior brother Qin is risking his own life to save me! Why am I so stupid? How could I not think of it?"
"I'm alive, but Junior Brother Qin is dead. How do you want me to explain to the Senior Brother?"