Xu Qing now had no time to help Huang Pulan relieve her acupuncture points, so he could only protect her firmly with his body. The long sword in his hand pointed at the silver-faced divine envoy, and he watched her leisurely put the Pisces pendant into her pocket, and slowly walked toward her.

Come this way.

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-The silver-faced envoy walked forward slowly with a special rhythm, his cold eyes never leaving Xu Qing's face, and he would launch a thunderous strike at any time if he made the slightest move.

Xu Qing listened to the footsteps of the silver-faced god, and for some reason his tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity surged in his heart, as if the person coming across from him was not a murderous evil star, but an acquaintance.

Long time acquaintances...even relatives.

Impossible, this woman is weird! Xu Qing's heart trembled, and he shook his head several times to get rid of the weird thoughts in his mind. The Silver-faced God gave a sharp scold and flew towards him in an instant, pushing out with both palms.

Two strands of energy that were as cold as the bones rolled over like a mountain of snow collapsing.

Xu Qing protected Huang Pulan behind him. Under the fierce attack of the divine envoy, he had no choice but to fight hard with his sword. The Bodhidharma sword was thrust out like thunder and lightning. A fan-shaped green light instantly condensed on the sword body, and the sword was swung with a surge of energy.

With a move, the palm force of the silver-faced divine messenger was wiped away, and the remaining energy was still used to roll back, and the inexplicable familiarity seemed to disappear without a trace during the fight.

The silver-faced divine envoy missed a blow and suddenly flew back. He was flying with his palms in the air and slashing diagonally. There was a sharp sound of whooshing through the air, and the sharp and unparalleled energy whizzed down in the air like a sharp blade.

, cutting towards the two people on the ground without any difference.

Huang Pulan's acupuncture points were restrained, and he had no power to dodge at all. Xu Qing tried his best to protect them. He could only cover their bodies with protective aura and passively defended with his sword. If the Silver Faced God used this long-range attack trick,

Really no idea.

Bang bang bang - The constant failed palm strikes made muffled sounds on the ground, and the raised mud and dust instantly wrapped the two figures in it. Xu Qing was now unable to do anything, so he could only grit his teeth and carry it to the end. Right there

At this time, a dull beast roar suddenly came from the ears, Wow! The Mastiff has arrived. The Mastiff rushed into the hole and pressed its front paws on the ground. It jumped up and was already beside Xu Qing when it landed. It glanced around with wide eyes.

Emperor Pulan immediately pounced on her, lowered his head and grabbed her clothes, and threw her onto his back with a flick of his head.

Huang Pulan's acupuncture point was restrained and could not be released for a while, but she could move her hands and feet. When she was thrown onto the mastiff's back, she could only lean down and put her face close to the back of its neck, so that even if she ran, she would not fall immediately.

The Mastiff said in a deep voice: "Boy, I'll send him away first. Just let go and beat him hard." After saying that, he jumped up and turned into an afterimage and flew away quickly.

Xu Qing, who no longer had any scruples, immediately turned from defense to attack. He raised the sword with both hands and pushed it on the ground. The silver-faced envoy in front of him was completely unaware of it. It was not until he discovered that there was a figure on the opposite side that he suddenly came back to his senses.

Xu Qing held the sword in both hands and raised it to the center of his eyebrows. A glimmer of crystal green light flashed on the spine of the sword, as if the sword would be broken at any time. Huang Pulan had been rescued, and he wanted to free his hands and feet to fight the Silver-faced God Envoy.

The silver-faced envoy stood with his palms closed, looking at Xu Qing with a pair of eyes, as if she was seeing a dead person.

Xu Qing secretly released the realm of spiritual power, held a long sword and pointed at the silver-faced divine envoy, and said in a deep voice: "Take off your mask, do the gods like to hide their heads and shrink their tails like you do?"

The Silver Masked God's pupils suddenly shrank, he raised his head and smiled strangely: "Jie Jie, when you take off the mask, you will die. I advise you not to look at it."

Xu Qing raised his head and said with a smile: "Hahaha! You are not afraid of being blown away when you brag. It's really not easy to kill me with the little work you have done."

The silver-faced envoy did not answer, and suddenly looked down at the entrance of the cave. He saw two people rushing in from the entrance. One was Wu Chi holding a Wu hook, and the other was Zhang Rui holding a long sword. Xu Qing saw the hearts of these two people.

With a sudden jump and a hint of joy, the three of them were more confident in dealing with the Silver-faced God Envoy together.

The silver-faced envoy had a mask on her face, and it was impossible to see the change in her expression at this time, but it was not difficult to see from her shining eyes that she was not in a calm mood.

Zhang Rui lightly kicked his feet on the ground and stood up. He pointed his long sword at the silver-faced god, but turned his face to Xu Qing and curled his lips and said: "Friend Xu, this is very unkind of you. How could you come to peace without telling us?"

What about the duel between the messengers of the Goddess? This is not good."

Wu Chi jumped into the air and came behind the Silver-faced Divine Envoy in an instant. The Wu Gou in his hand was in a posture. His eyes also glanced at Xu Qing, and he gritted his teeth fiercely, as if he wanted to rush up and take a bite of him.

The silver-faced goddess was not afraid of the three holy warriors in front of her. Her palms trembled slightly and her gaze swept over Zhang Rui's face. Then she turned to glance at the martial artist behind her. She narrowed her eyes slightly. He looked like a

A cunning lazy cat.

Xu Qing raised his sword and pointed at the silver-faced envoy, and shouted in a deep voice: "With the three of us joining forces, it will be difficult for you to fly out today even if you have wings. I advise you to surrender obediently. Maybe we will consider letting you live...

"

"Joke!" The Silver-faced Divine Messenger Hansheng interrupted him and said coldly: "It would be better if you all come. It saves effort to solve the problem in one go."

Zhang Rui grinned and said: "Is it just you? A puppet controlled by the Goddess. I want to weigh how much you weigh today. Stop talking nonsense and do it!"

Before she finished speaking, the silver-faced goddess' body fell rapidly in vain. Wu Chi had foreseen it, and at the moment of her fall, she leaned forward and stood on her head. The Wu hook in her hand moved like a shuttle, and the cold light flowed directly into the goddess' face.

The falling two people were like two parallel lines disappearing rapidly, falling towards the water together.

"What a cunning woman!" Zhang Rui cursed angrily, turned around and fell down with his long sword in hand, like a predatory vulture flying down in the air. The long sword stabbed like a rainbow and hit the top door of the divine envoy.

Plop - the three people fell into Tianchi almost at the same time, causing a huge splash. The originally calm water in Tianchi suddenly rolled like boiling soup. Xu Qing stood in the sky with his sword, looking down at the rolling water and sighed.

, just now he was preparing to use his mental power field to cover the Silver-faced God, but he did not expect such a change to occur. He hesitated for a few seconds, and then his body fell down and slowly fell.

Three holy warriors were fighting fiercely underwater. The winner was hard to determine. The water was rough and huge waves were rolling. Xu Qing, with a serious look on his face, was waiting patiently by the Tianchi with a broad sword on his shoulder. He stared at the water for fear of missing any movement.

An hour passed, and the waves on the water surface surged endlessly. There was almost no moment of calm, which showed that the three holy warriors underwater were fighting in full swing. Two hours passed, and Xu Qing caught a few faint waves on the surface of several rising waves.
Chapter completed!