The knife owner said: "Are you willing to do anything to survive now?"

"It seems like I have no choice." Wu Ya forced a smile.

The owner of the sword said: "I don't need you to work hard, as long as you answer a few questions for me."

"What's the problem?" Wu Ya asked.

"Who is Hongdie?" the knife owner asked.

"Hongdie is the demon spirit that I subdued. He was a vixen in life, specializing in sucking the bone, blood and essence of adult men." Wu Ya said.

"She's not." The sword owner said.

"Oh?" Wu Ya said.

"Actually, there are no red butterflies at all, right?" the sword owner said.

"No, Hongdie is my demon spirit." Wu Ya was firm.

"With your skills, you still can't control it." The sword master said coldly, "Why don't you tell me the truth? Do you think I dare not kill you?"

Wu Ya's anxiety suddenly disappeared, and his expression became leisurely and contented, as if what he had around his neck was just a wooden stick handed to him by his friend to play with: "Mr. Xie is a hero, how could a hero kill someone for no reason?"

"You are wrong. I have killed people, many people." The owner of the sword was Xie Qingyun.

"The moment Mr. Xie killed someone, it must have been someone other than himself." Wu Ya said.

"Who is it if it's not me?" Xie Qingyun said.

Wu Ya said: "Victim."

"Victim?" Xie Qingyun said.

Wu Ya said: "Mr. Xie is a contemporary hero. When the last resort comes, he must regard himself as a victim, speak out for the victim, and uphold justice for the innocent people who have been wronged."

"I didn't expect that I would be so great." Xie Qingyun said.

"It's more than that." Wu Ya said.

"Oh?" Xie Qingyun said.

Wu Ya said: “Mr.

"Comparing me with immortals, you are too flattering to me." Xie Qingyun said.

"I said this, sir, do you still want to kill me?" Wu Ya said.

Xie Qingyun said: "You flatter me and I want to kill you are two different things. However, if you can answer my other question honestly, I promise not to hurt you at all and leave here immediately."

"What's the problem?" Wu Ya asked.

Xie Qingyun said coldly: "Where is Leng Ningxiang?"

After hearing this, Wu Ya sighed and said, "Fellow Taoist, why don't you just retreat and be your Qingyun hero? Why do you have to feel uncomfortable?"

Xie Qingyun said: "Because I am happy and because you can't control it."

Wu Ya said: "Are you not curious, fellow Taoist, as to why I knew it was you?"

"I know." Xie Qingyun said.

"You know?" Wu Ya said.

Xie Qingyun said: "Since the Qi family is black and white in Baojing City, and our actions are not hidden, it is not difficult to deduce."

Wu Ya said: "Since you know this, you still dare to come to your door. Aren't you afraid that this is a trap for you? After all, you are now a thorn in the side of Yunlei Sect. If I catch you and ask for reward, I will definitely get a lot.

benefit."

"When I learned about Gao Liang's death, I did have doubts." Xie Qingyun said lightly, "But the appearance of the vixen dispelled my doubts."

Vixen?

Wu Ya's expression changed significantly.

His eyelids slowly sank, and a cold light shot out from the slits in his eyes: "You are wrong, this is indeed a trap." After he finished speaking, he did not move, and the two beauties lying limply on the bed suddenly opened their eyes, smoke

Eyes become blurred

He made a sharp move, and his body as slender as a willow was ejected flatly. He picked up an Emei thorn from somewhere and turned it around in his hand. The sharp points of both heads shone with cold light, and struck Xie Qingyun's vitals one left and one right.

Internal force?

These two concubines of Wu Ya were actually warriors from Kaiyuan.

At such a close range, the internal energy can cause a devastating blow to the Qi Refiner.

Xie Qingyun quickly formed a sword with the parallel fingers of his left hand, stretched it into his arms and twisted it, causing the yellow talisman to burn. The sound of "clinking" chains could be heard in the air.

"Plastic Art·Chain."

The chains formed by the condensed Jin Xing Yuan Qi quickly entangled the two women, and they could not break free for a while. Xie Qingyun suddenly felt the blade of the sword light up, and it turned out that Wu Ya took this opportunity to roll down and nimbly rolled out of the bed. He did not escape,

He turned around with a sneer, his hands pointing parallel to each other like swords, and crossing each other to form a cross. He didn't know what he said in his mouth, but in the end he only heard the thunderous word "the decree is completed".

The crocus-colored warm tent seemed to come to life, and the whole thing was like a huge spider, quickly wrapping Xie Qingyun into a mummy, and tightening it tighter and tighter. At the same time, Wu Ya's two concubines

Having broken free of the chains, two Emei thorns poked at Xie Qingyun's eyes.

"well."

Xie Qingyun sighed, waved his sword, and dozens of fire bombs were lined up in front of him. The terrifying high temperature caused the tent wrapped around him to crack.

Wu Ya's expression changed when he saw this, and he jumped out of the window without hesitation. The next moment, the house behind him exploded, and fierce flames spurted out from the doors and windows like a fire dragon.

After a few seconds, the roof suddenly broke open.

Xie Qingyun flew out with Wu Ya's two concubines and landed lightly in the atrium. He casually threw the two disheveled and unconscious concubines towards Wu Ya, and then glanced coldly at the people who had been ambush here for some time.

of heavy human walls.

At this moment, Wu Ya was fully dressed. He caught the two concubines and handed them to the two guards beside him: "This is your weakness."

"Oh?" Xie Qingyun has already counted clearly. There are about a hundred sword guards wearing black leather armor in the courtyard. There are about a hundred crossbowmen near the courtyard wall. There are also hundreds more above the courtyard wall and on the surrounding roofs.

Longbowmen are simply a dragnet.

Wu Ya said: "If I were you, I would keep them as hostages."

Xie Qingyun looked at him strangely, "You were not slow at all in escaping through the window just now. Can using them as hostages really threaten you?"

Wu Ya hesitated, and Xie Qingyun said again: "Why don't I give it back to you, so that you don't have to wait for an opportunity to attack me next to me."

"Now you should believe that we have indeed prepared an ambush." ​​Wu Ya pretended to turn the page and continued with a sneer, "No matter how high your cultivation level is, there are three hundred well-trained guards of the Qi family here.

Although I dare not say that I can fight one against a hundred on the battlefield, it is definitely not a problem to fight against ten. Where do you think you can escape to?"

Xie Qingyun still looked at him strangely and said nothing.

Wu Ya said angrily: "Kill him!"

The swordsmen shouted in unison, drew their swords and rushed towards Xie Qingyun.

Different from Gao Liang's group of fast players, these people have obviously been trained in battle formations. They move neatly and methodically in a small space. They cover each other in small groups to form a dense sword formation, plus the crossbowmen on the outside.

Watching with eager eyes, it seems that he has rich experience in besieging and killing Qigong practitioners.

Xie Qingyun stretched out his five fingers into his arms, and the three talismans were thrown out and burned spontaneously in the air.

But I saw a golden sword falling from the void, and it hit the ground with a "boom". The turbulent air waves hit from all sides, and the sword array immediately showed flaws; at the same time, a white mist surged out of the yard, and for a while, there was a snow mist.

The situation became increasingly chaotic.

"Plastic Art·Golden Sword."

"Shape Art·Shadow Mist."

Xie Qingyun quickly passed through the sword array, and his figure disappeared into the shadow mist. Neither the crossbowman nor the longbowman could lock his position and could only stand and stare.

Who is this person's background? How come he has so many spells, each one more bizarre than the last... Wu Ya secretly complained in his heart. The spell itself is not easy to obtain. Even if he can get it, it will take a long time to hone his skills if he wants to use them in actual combat.

, Normally, a Qi Refiner at this stage can be considered a strong person if they have more than three spells.

Wu Ya had always been proud of his possession of two spells, but he didn't expect to encounter a serious problem. He gritted his teeth and stuck out his robe sleeves, "Tie the dragon rope, go!" He saw a dark space exposed on his spacious long sleeves, and

A rope-like magic weapon several feet long was shot out from it.

This is a magic weapon woven from ghost vines soaked in dragon blood. The ghost vines feed on mana. Once released, they will automatically rush towards the Qi Refiner. Wu Ya paid a huge price to obtain this weapon.

This device has never let him down.

Sure enough, the dragon-tying rope quickly locked onto Xie Qingyun's figure, and quickly rushed over to tie him up tightly. Xie Qingyun suddenly lost his mobility and fell down like a cicada chrysalis.

Wu Ya was very excited when he saw this: "Quickly, cut off his head and take it to the Yunlei Sect to receive the reward. It will be of great benefit to you!"

The swordsmen all wanted to perform meritorious deeds, so they rushed forward and slashed indiscriminately, but no blood was found. It turned out that the dragon rope was just a figment of a dream.

"Plastic Art·Mirror Image."

Wu Ya's expression changed. He was about to run away when he suddenly felt something strange above his head. He saw a person standing in front of him on the left, looking at him with a half-smile. He held a burning yellow talisman between his fingers. He forced a smile,

While trying to talk to hold the other party back, he quietly summoned the dragon rope. Unexpectedly, there was a sound of water above his head, and he couldn't help but look up...

Seeing Wu Ya being locked into the water prison, the guards were at a loss.

Xie Qingyun stood with an umbrella, glanced at the dragon-tying rope that had flown halfway and lost its magic support. His heart moved, he stretched out his hand to use his magic power to form a vortex in his palm, and sucked the dragon-tying rope into his hand. In the eyes of an expert, this was simply...

It's as rough as a child's graffiti and extremely wasteful of mana; but in the eyes of laymen, this is a very clever method and has a strong deterrent effect.

As soon as he took hold of the Dragon Binding Suo, Xie Qingyun felt a slight sting and repulsion, and the Dragon Binding Suo tried his best to break free. He probed his consciousness and found that there was a faint white aura on the Dragon Binding Suo, which he judged from the Qi machine.

, from the same origin as Wu Ya. He immediately realized that the mana poured into the dragon-tying rope as if it was free of money. Sure enough, the next moment, something seemed to be broken through, and the dragon-tying rope suddenly became quiet.

The dragon-tying rope was covered by Xie Qingyun's magic power, and the feeling of rejection and tingling disappeared immediately.

Strictly speaking, this was Xie Qingyun's first magic weapon. He suddenly had a very strange feeling, as if the dragon rope had become a part of his body, and it would do whatever he wanted it to do. He suddenly understood,

The reason why a magic weapon is a magic weapon is that it has the property of retaining mana.
Chapter completed!