"Don't leave the witch!"

Seeing that Qiqin was about to chase Meng Xia, Professor Ni and Professor He directly blocked Qiqin.

Professor Ni's hands transformed into thousands of palm shadows, covering the sky and the earth, covering Qiqin's body.

The silk flew out automatically and blocked Qiqin's face.

It was obviously just a soft gauze scarf, but it was like a copper wall at this time. Professor Ni's unparalleled iron palm was completely unbreakable.

However, just as Qiqin was about to break through Professor Ni's defense, Professor He's attack also arrived.

It was the shadow of a teaching whip, which was snow-white all over, composed of pure real energy, and could be more than ten feet long and extremely condensed. You can even see the nodes and patterns of the teaching whip on it.

Seeing the instruction stick hit him, Qiqin stretched out her left hand, shook her wrist gently, and a sound wave spread out.

boom!

The whip that hit her hovered directly over her head just three inches, and then collapsed one after another, just like the melting of ice and snow, with a sense of flawed beauty.

Professor He was stunned.

The expression on his face had not subsided, but Qiqin's silk arrived. Professor He was shocked and instinctively blocked the teaching stick in front of him.

The silk whip collided, and the whip collapsed instantly.

The remaining strength of the silk was not gone, and it hit Professor He's abdomen, and his body was like a cannonball, directly smashing backwards.

The force was really too great. Professor He's body instantly arched into a shrimp, a lot of blood was spurted out, and countless pieces of ribs were broken.

It was still Professor Ni who appeared at the right time and tried to eliminate and beat him. Professor He only stopped.

But at this moment, a blue light suddenly came and shot straight to Qiqin's eyebrows.

At this moment, time seemed to have slowed down.

You can see an arrow breaking through the air, piercing through the void and hovering on Qiqin's eyebrows.

At the critical moment, a silver bell blocked the arrow.

The sound waves of the silver bell and the kinetic energy above the arrows were offset sharply, but the arrows were obviously better. Breaks appeared quickly on the silver bell and were quickly destroyed.

Even so, he still bought some time for Qiqin.

Qiqin's head slightly sideways, and arrows pass by her cheeks.

But at this moment, a terrifying cold air radiated from the blue arrows. A large amount of frost appeared on Qiqin's body and cheeks.

Qiqin was slightly shocked, but she didn't expect that this arrow would be so special.

The true energy shook, and the frost on the body quickly dissipated, but Qiqin's body still showed a brief stiffness.

Nine arrows followed one after another!

Three of them were shot directly at her head.

Puff puff puff!

Several arrows pierced into Qiqin's body, abdomen, chest, and legs. All of them were penetrated by arrows.

Unfortunately, the two arrows shot into the brain were destroyed by Qiqin's true energy.

The only arrow that avoided the true energy and actually stabbed into the face failed to break through Qiqin's defense, leaving only a small red dot on Qiqin's eyebrows.

The initial blue arrow shot into the pond behind, and the water in the pond was blown up to more than ten meters high. Under the terrifying cold air, the passive energy exploded instantly freezes and turns into a cold ice waterfall.

Qiqin ignored it and looked at Meng Xia, who was a mile away.

There is no hatred or extra color in her eyes, and it is as calm as before.

"What a great talisman arrow...but you shouldn't have such a special arrow?"

Qiqin and Mengxia were one mile away, but Mengxia could still hear her voice clearly.

Meng Xia's eyes couldn't help but condense.

Is this the musical way of Qiqin?

How did it be done?

There are also Qianli Transmission in this world, but either the racial talents of some special ethnic groups are either boasting or the racial talents.

As the commander, Qiqin did it easily!

Seeing Meng Xia's reaction, Qiqin smiled slightly, "Can you hear the voice of my family? The perception is really amazing, it's so strong that it's like a monster!"

Meng Xia didn't say anything, turned his head and ran away again.

Qiqin and jade feet lightly tapped, and a slight shock force appeared, and all the arrows on the body collapsed and then disappeared.

After a few leaping, the beautiful figure disappeared from here and quickly chased Meng Xia.

Professor Ni: "Old He, you rest here first, I'll chase you over and take a look!"

Professor He vomited blood and stood up and said, "Go together, I broke a few ribs and my internal organs were also shaken, but I still can't die for the time being... You and I know how important Meng Xia is!"

Professor Ni nodded.

Looking at the martial arts academy where corpses are everywhere, the two are more determined.

They can die, but Mengxia, the Yuan warrior, cannot die!

The two chased Qiqin and quickly rushed towards the back mountain of the Martial Arts Court.

......

"Xiao Zu, you can't chase after him anymore. Qiqin's successful promotion is not something you can defeat at this stage!"

Xiang Yuankui was very thoughtful.

Xiang Li's feet kept on his feet, but instead accelerated the scores, "Uncle Kui, don't persuade me... I am the descendant of the Tiangang Sword. I am not only bullying the weak, let alone you protect the Tao for me!"

Xiang Yuankui: "Qiqin's sound is hard to defend against. If you are not careful with one move, your internal organs may be broken... For the peerless genius, you will fall behind step by step, and you don't want to fall behind just now!"

"If the internal organs break, they will break. If they die, I can only say that I am not good at learning skills!"

"Little Ancestor!"

Looking at Xiang Li's back, Xiang Yuankui didn't know how to speak for a moment.

The internal organs break and break. What is this a bastard?

Isn’t it because of the experience?!

......

Zhong Ning, wearing armor, looked at the direction where Meng Xia and Qiqin disappeared, and his eyes became particularly firm.

But after walking not far, Zhong Ning felt like he was struck by lightning.

"Four...Four Sisters!"

When Zhong Ning learned that the Martial Arts Academy was attacked, a shadow was cast on his heart.

But when Zhong Ning actually saw the body of the fourth sister, he was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

Especially when he saw the remaining smile on his fourth sister's face, Zhong Ning couldn't accept it.

Zhong Ning did not cry, nor did he yell.

He just reached out and closed his eyes for the fourth sister.

"Sister Four, you can rest here for a while. Brother will come here to pick you up later... Go home!"

The blood and energy on Zhong Ning's body burned, and a trace of death appeared in the dark, and a gray mist appeared on his body.

The cheeks that once became young have a lot of wrinkles again.

What's more, a large amount of black hair on Zhong Ning's head began to turn gray at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhong Ning's figure was like a ghost, galloping towards the back mountain.

......

On the back mountain of the Martial Arts Court is a large red maple forest.

I don’t know if it’s the variety or some other reason, but when the sun was scorching outside, the red maple forest here was already full of red.

The breeze blows and the red maple leaves float, and there is a thrilling beauty.

Qiqin fell from the sky, looking at Meng Xia not far away, and carefully sensing the movements around her.

Although the two fought twice in the air, Meng Xia always attacked with bows and arrows without martial ethics.

But Qiqin's emphasis on Meng Xia even exceeded that of Professor Ni He and the other two.

In Qiqin's opinion, Meng Xia's heart was so fatal that she didn't even look like a typical warrior.

Therefore, although Qiqin had caught up with Meng Xia, she was still cautious and not careless at all.

"It's such a fast speed. As a man, you're incredible!"

Meng Xia posed in a defensive position, holding the handle of the sword in his right hand, and his eyes were in a vague state.

And this is exactly the sword drawing technique similar to Juhe!
To be continued...