Chu Qingkuang reluctantly suppressed most of the zhenqi flowing in her body, and suddenly raised her head. At night, her eyes were like an owl that has spotted its prey, waiting for an opportunity at any time to make the prey die without a burial place. Qing'er's figure

I couldn't help but paused.

When Chu Qingkuang was about to drag them together to gamble in hell, Nangong Xue suddenly smiled cruelly, "Chu Qingkuang, aren't you going to drag us to be buried together?"

"You can try it!" Chu Qingkuang smiled, and the blood on the corner of his mouth seemed as charming as a flower blooming with his smile.

Nangong Xue smiled contemptuously, not believing Chu Qingkuang's smile at all, and asked Qing'er to stop. She suddenly walked towards Chu Qingkuang, knelt down and said contemptuously: "Chu Qingkuang, why don't we play a game!"

The sarcastic light looked at Chu Qingkuang like a clown: "How about I go back to the main hall from here and call someone to rescue you?"

Chu Qingkuang suddenly laughed and took the initiative to attack. He tilted his palm slightly, and poured all his true energy into his left palm. He slapped Nangong Xue's abdomen with one palm. However, although Chu Qingkuang's moves at this time were ruthless, they did not have much real power.

The strength of his anger was reduced a lot, but he was caught off guard, making Nangong Xue take a few steps back, with bloodshot eyes hanging from the corners of his mouth.

But this time the zhenqi and spiritual power collided with each other. The zhenqi in Chu Qingkuang's hands was so weak, but Nangong Xue's pale white fighting spirit shocked Chu Qingkuang's chest and made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Chu Qingkuang, the game has begun! I want to see how you drag this princess to be buried together, and how you survive?" Nangong Xue said disdainfully, stretched out her hand to wipe the bloodshot eyes from the corner of her mouth, and looked at Qing'er, "One sword saves a breath.

, as soon as you hear someone coming, go back to Ruixue Palace!"

Chu Qingkuang sneered, his eyebrows full of pride and confidence.

Nangong Xue smiled and slowly exited the Shili Taoyao Forest. Chu Qingkuang responded to her smile, but it was faint but with an indescribable coldness.

With a snap, Chu Qingkuang fell to the ground again. This time, she felt that her left leg had been dislocated. Qing'er's sword unceremoniously cut off Chu Qingkuang's hamstring. The pain was so deep that Chu Qingkuang couldn't help but laugh.

Trembling. She gritted her teeth and connected her joints with her hands. She didn't allow herself to fall down. No matter when, she was definitely proud of Chu Qingkuang. When she was about to try to stand up slowly, she vomited blood in her mouth.

, the ground was already stained with blood.

However, Chu Qingkuang held a peach tree beside him with his left hand and stood up tremblingly. His vision became blurry... Qing'er's blow just now and the backlash of Qi in her body made her very seriously injured.

, she felt that her feet were no longer stable, and there was severe pain in the tendons of her hands. However, Chu Qingkuang's face remained expressionless, with a pair of eyes shining with determination.

For the first time, Qing'er felt irritated when facing a murder. It was clear that a woman with no spiritual power could avoid her sword again and again. Even if she said it was a fluke, she wouldn't believe it even if he killed her. Although it was not clear.

She used martial arts, but she just had the ability to make her sword unable to kill her. It was obvious that she had no power and could only wait to die, but she still had the ability to let you see those perseverance and unyielding eyes.

, feeling guilty and irritable.

He stood up tremblingly again and again, and the blood stains all around him continued to grow.
Chapter completed!