On the way, Qin Yi swallowed another medicinal pill for healing and restoring vitality.

He didn't know what happened over Qin Yuan's side, but he knew it was not a good thing by listening to the sound. Whether it was encountering people or monsters, he had to try his best to keep himself in the best condition!

When he was chasing Mo Ying Lingbao, he ran a long distance, and it took a while to go back at full speed.

By the time he came to the place where he had stopped a few people, no one was there. However, it can be seen that there should be no accident for the time being, at least there is no blood on the ground, but there are many deep pits on the ground, some trees have been scraped down, and the scene is very messy.

"There's a voice over there!"

He kept walking, his eyes were full of suffocation, and he moved very fast in the direction from which the voice came.

"Pharaoh, you block that bitch on the opposite side, don't let her interfere with the elder Yujian!"

Qin Yi got closer, and could faintly hear Qin Yuan speaking and commanding loudly.

At this time, on the battlefield on Qin Yuan's side, a group of five people, three men and two women, all dressed in the same clothes, with a ferocious smile on their faces, played with Fan Jiang and the others like a cat playing a mouse. It looked very relaxed.

In front of Qin Yuan, an equally tall man laughed and swung away Qin Yuan's spear. He held two Qimen weapons in his hand, and slashed fiercely forward with his hands staggered!

The weapon is all white, with a crescent-shaped scimitar-shaped handguard at the handle, and a hook at the top, which looks very similar to the hook in ancient China!

The two sharp hooks radiated a dazzling cold light that sent chills down the spine.

Qin Yuan exhaled, a hard overlord spear in his hand was like a soft white wax rod, bent into a semi-circle, the spear head bounced left and right, and was connected to the two antlers and double hooks.

The weapons collided again and again with great strength, the metal knocked, and the sound of "dangdangdangdang" was very urgent. Qin Yi's clever move directly resolved the dangerous cut.

He slid the gun barrel forward, and the sharp gun head slammed forward, like a blue dragon going out to sea, extremely fast.

The face of the man opposite him changed slightly, and he hurriedly retreated to the side, cutting the two antlers and hooks forward!

"Wu Songjing, can you do it, can you even beat a little doll in Yuandanjing?"

On a highland in the back, a young man with a fluttering robe and a smirk sneered at the corner of his mouth.

Beside him, there was a woman with a cold face, looking at the battle below with indifference and impatience.

"Bah, you can do it! Li Gan, you are standing and talking without back pain! This little bastard doesn't look as strong as me, but his strength is not small!"

He jumped a few steps away, rubbed his numb hands like no one else was around, and glanced at Qin Yuan who was cold and silent.

"Boy, the strength is not bad! However, I have to be serious, don't let me do a few tricks!"

"Hit! Die! Kill!"

Wu Songjing suddenly drank, his muscles knotted, and the explosive figure suddenly disappeared from Qin Yuan's eyes.

"boom!"

Qin Yuan's pupils shrank, and he jumped away quickly.

"when!"

With a loud bang, Qin Yuan groaned, and flew out, and fell to the ground with a bang.

He was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and his face was a little pale.

Just this time, he was seriously injured.

He was the strongest, and the others, Fan Jiang and Chen Shiwan, who were not the strongest at the third level of Yuan Dan, were even more miserable, and they were constantly being pressed and beaten.

Wang Dazhui even had blood on his chest, ragged clothes, tattered and tattered by weapons, bleeding like a stream, and his face like golden paper.

He has stimulated his own blood, but it still doesn't help.

"Come on, go and call me uncle!"

Qin Yuan spit out a bloody spit, his eyes were ruthless, he clenched the long spear in his hand and blocked it in front of Wu Songjing.

"Yo, I have a bit of skill, can I stand up?"

Wu Songjing was a little surprised, and then suddenly broke out. Holding the double hooks of the antlers, he frantically slashed at Qin Yuan dozens of times. The sharp hooks made Qin Yuan extremely uncomfortable, and blood marks were continuously drawn on his body.

"Calling someone? You asked him to come here because you wanted to see how I tortured him? Hahahahaha!"

The corners of Wu Songjing's mouth grinned, showing a mocking smile, and he kicked abruptly, kicking Qin Yuan's chest.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, Qin Yuan flew directly into the air under this sudden force, and then fell to the ground with a snap, and cracks appeared in the bones of his chest!

Being hit so hard, Qin Yuan spit out a mouthful of blood.

He has the intention to leave directly, but if he leaves, there will definitely be none of the uncle's teammates left!

"Come again!"

He stood up staggeringly, spitting out bloody spit, his expression firm.

According to his own character, he will definitely not fight to the death with these people!

Although the Overlord Spear is focused on going forward, it requires the cultivator to have an unstoppable force, and the spirit to block and kill the gods and Buddhas, but he is not a fool.

It's like Jiang Chaoyong used his debut fruit ban that day. He didn't think about going to burn with Jiang Lei on the spot, but thinking about destroying the Jiang family when he became stronger in the future!

However, Uncle's teammates are behind him. If he leaves, the others will surely die!

It has to be dragged until the uncle comes back!

Wu Songjing didn't even look at Qin Yuan, and strode towards the crumbling Fan Jiang.

"Lin Zi, Xiaoying, you guys step aside and deal with a few rubbish, what's the fun? Hurry up and do them!"

He shouted loudly, a cruel smile on his face.

Behind, the cold-faced woman spoke softly, without a trace of emotion: "Quickly kill them, don't let that thing run away!"

"What's the hurry, when we are poisoned, where else can the leopard go?"

The following Wu Songjing pouted and said something dissatisfied. He raised his double hooks and hooked them towards Wang Dazhui's head. The silver-white hook body reflected white light, like a bright moon in the sky.

"Hehe, this Wu Songjing!"

On the high ground, Li Gan shook his head and smiled, a little helpless.

Li Liner's eyes were indifferent, and she looked at the blood-stained people under her eyes with disdain.

Their battle was fast, and Qin Yi had just arrived when he saw Wu Songjing holding a weapon to kill Wang Sledgehammer.

With a fierce look in his eyes, he raised his hand and bent the longbow he took out on the road into a full moon, and shot an arrow at it!

"How brave!"

Wu Songjing was a monk at the first level of Mystery Realm. When he saw this powerful arrow, he gave up Wang Dachui and raised his hook with a big laugh, intending to cut the arrow.

"Whoosh!"

The treasure-level iron arrow fell to the ground like a meteor in the autumn moon, making a violent roar, and came to Wu Songjing.

A mask suddenly rose in front of him, and at the same time, he quickly turned his body to the side, and the double hook in his hand smashed an arrow that Qin Yi shot hastily.

His hand holding the double hook was a little numb, and the tiger's mouth was torn apart. Seeing the mighty and murderous Qin Yi, his complexion changed suddenly, his heart sank suddenly, and he felt a little tricky.

Wang Dazhui and the others got a chance to breathe, so they quickly stepped back, helped Qin Yuan, who was as pale as paper, and came to Qin Yi's side.

"So they were waiting for you? Hehe, since everyone is gathered, let's just kill them all!"

Wu Songjing's eyes darkened.

On the high ground, the graceful Li Gan floated down, and fanned with a fan in his hand, looking extremely unrestrained.

He glanced at Qin Yi playfully, shook his head, and smiled.

"Tsk, it's a congenital, they asked you to come here to die, right?"

Qin Yi ignored him and turned to look at a few people.

"You go first, I'll come later!"

Fan Jiang used his vitality to seal up dozens of wounds that were not shallow or deep on his body, which were cut by people playing with him, and supported Qin Yuan.

Wang Dazhui was seriously injured, Chen Shiwan was a little bit less, and Li Changge was in much better condition. They held one in each hand, and several people left quickly.

Seeing that they were leaving, Lin Zi and Xiaoying wanted to chase, but were stopped by Wu Songjing.

"No, it's not too late to catch up after killing this kid. Where can they go?"

He held a pair of antler hooks in one hand, his arms dropped, and he had a cruel smile on his face.

"Seeing that they trust you so much, do you think you can deal with us? Ha..."

Just as he opened his mouth, Qin Yi suddenly shouted, "Ha, you are paralyzed!"

The sound was still spreading in the air, and Qin Yi suddenly moved!

The air that was oppressed by him roared!

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