Blood was flowing down drop by drop.

After all, Kunlun swordsmanship is not the same as chasing the wind sword and falling plum blossom sword. Two people sometimes are not necessarily greater than one.

At that moment, when Wu Qing thought that Taoist Xingyue had revealed a flaw and wanted to penetrate the palace with a sword and disembowel him, the branch of Taoist Xingyue stabbed him from an unexpected place.

The sword energy, the unparalleled strength of the sword energy, arrived first and pierced Qing Wuqing's arm holding the sword.

My heart was full of astonishment. I handed the ruthless sword to my left hand, but I didn't dare to attack again.

Snap!

Another sound was heard, and Wuming's sword sank slightly, and was actually pressed underneath by the branch of Dao Master Xingyue. He tried his best several times, but could not get rid of it.

On the other hand, Taoist Master Xingyue was calm and calm, powerfully suppressing Wuming.

Although boxing is said to be afraid of young people, in front of an unparalleled master like Taoist Master Xingyue, I am afraid I have to say: getting stronger with age!

Bang!

Finally, Wuming's arms were sore and numb, and he could no longer resist the endless flow of deep internal power from Taoist Master Xingyue, and the sword fell straight to the ground.

"Let's go!"

Taoist Master Xingyue said calmly. After that, he threw away the branch and stood with his hands behind his back.

"That's all, that's all..."

Wuming shook his head, sighed, picked up the sword, turned slowly, and walked towards Qingwu.

"By the way, Taoist Master, please tell me I'm sorry to the prince for me!"

Suddenly, he turned around again and bowed his hand to Taoist Master Xingyue.

"good."

Taoist Master Xingyue nodded and looked at the two brothers with some respect in his heart.

of, of...

The sound of horse hooves sounded again.

Everything gradually returned to silence, as if the battle just now had never happened.

"Taoist Master, why don't you get rid of them?"

Qiu Feng looked at Taoist Xingyue, who had been standing silently, and couldn't help but ask questions.

"Cough, cough..."

At this time, I saw Taoist Master Xingyue coughing violently.

"Blood!"

Qiu Feng screamed and saw Taoist Xingyue sitting slumped on the ground, holding a mouthful of blood in his hand.

"Oh, I am getting old after all."

Taoist Master Xingyue shook his head. Under the moonlight, his face became even paler.

It turned out that he had fought dozens of Prince Ping's dead soldiers in the inn, and frequently used the magical skill of snapping fingers, which had consumed a lot of his true energy. Just now, he fought against the Wuming brothers again. On the surface, he seemed to have won a complete victory, but in fact, he was stronger than the Wuming brothers.

, had already injured his internal organs, and even caused the injury from the halberd that Liu Shaonan had made in the sneak attack.

"Come here, Jin Chuang Yao!"

Qiu Feng shouted anxiously.

Soon, a disciple handed it over.

"Feng'er, I'm afraid that within half a month, I won't be able to use my kung fu. Back then, my master once said that the magical power of snapping fingers consumes the most real power. If used frequently, it will have backlash. Just now, if I hadn't been so stubborn,

When I think about it, I won't be in such a situation. Alas, I have to rely on you to get through this journey."

As he spoke, Master Xingyue's voice had weakened. Apparently, at this moment, all the stubbornness in front of him was gone.

"No, no, Taoist master, you are not trying to be brave. Don't worry, Feng'er will protect you well, go to the capital, and settle the score with that old thief!"

Qiu Feng almost cried. After saying this, he immediately asked someone to lift Taoist Xingyue to the hill to rest.

"Finally found it!"

When she turned around and was about to walk towards the hill, a man in black rushed over. As he spoke, his figure was obviously a little unstable.

"Dong Shi!"

Qiu Feng screamed again.

Obviously, Dong Er was injured, and obviously Ma Yuanyi and those brothers could not come back.

At this time, silence can only be better than sound.

Qiu Feng took a step forward and supported Dong Er, who was also looking pale. She could clearly see that a broken arrow was deeply embedded in his shoulder.
Chapter completed!