Yuan Qingyi kicked the opponent's saber away, and then slashed the opponent's neck with a backhand sword.

A spurt of blood.

Between life and death, the soldier in black, with blood oozing from his neck, blocked Yuan Qingyi's attack with a backhand knife.

Then he turned over in the air and retreated six meters away.

His reactions and skills were astonishing.

Yuan Qingyi's pretty face was shocked, and the soldier in black's neck was bruised and bruised, but his eyes still didn't change much.

He didn't even let out a scream.

He didn't even stop the bleeding, he just looked at Yuan Qingyi coldly.

Yuan Qingyi sighed: "What a pity!"

The woman in black said proudly: "Yuan Qingyi, is this all you have?"

"If you only have this ability, let alone pursue the case and take me down, you will be afraid that your life will not be saved."

She hummed: "The first elder of the China Martial Alliance is nothing more than that."

Yuan Qingyi said indifferently: "Is a little crooked way worth your shouting?"

"I will show you the true strength of the first elder of the Martial Alliance today."

She retracted her sword and put a hand on her chest to calm down.

There are still words in his mouth.

The woman in black couldn't see Yuan Qingyi's intentions, but she knew she couldn't give Yuan Qingyi a chance.

So she shouted loudly: "Kill!"

"Whoosh!"

The six black-clothed warriors ejected together and slashed at Yuan Qingyi with six swords.

The sword's light was sharp and it came close instantly.

Yuan Qingyi suddenly opened his eyes, and his voice instantly echoed across the rooftop: "Broken!"

Two groups of golden light appeared from Yuan Qingyi's eyes with a bang.

The light is like a lotus flower, piercing the pupils and burning the heart.

The bodies of the six people were sluggish, and then their eyes hurt.

A wisp of green smoke came out.

"ah!"
Chapter completed!