Wudang Xiaodao Boy

Chapter 187

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Qingfeng and Taoist Baishang fell to the ground at the same time, spitting blood from their mouths. In a head-to-head confrontation, neither of them got a bargain, and they fought a scene of mutual losses.

"Take advantage of his illness to kill him! Let's kill him!" Seeing this, Yan Si and Yan Shiyi walked towards Qingfeng at the same time. Although they were both injured, it was rare for Qingfeng to be seriously injured. Where can I miss it?

At this time, the breeze hit the Taoist's Xuanming God's palm. The power of this palm is many times stronger than that of Xuanming's elders. Frozen by the cold air, especially the blood seemed to be solidified, the breath exhaled from the mouth and nose instantly froze, and the whole person felt abnormally cold.

Of course, it is not easy for a Taoist who suffers a lot of damage. Qingfeng's powerful vajra palm is as strong as the sun. I am afraid that even Patriarch Bodhidharma came in person, and his palm strength is no different.

The internal organs of Taoist Baishang were severely injured at this time. Although it looked fine on the surface, it was full of fatigue and seven injuries inside. The fire was burning and the pain was extraordinary, which was not much different from Qingfeng's injury.

Yang Yiyi saw that Yan Si and Yan Shishi wanted to sneak up on Qingfeng shamelessly, and she cursed, "Damn me!", and ran over. Her five fingers were like hooks, and she grabbed Yan Shishi. The power of the claws was even more astonishing. It grabbed Yan Shiyi's shoulder directly, and five small holes instantly appeared on Yan Shishi's shoulder, bleeding profusely!It can be regarded as directly crippling one of Yan Shiyi's arms.

"Leave me alone, the mission remains the same!" Yan Shishi disregarded his own pain, endured the pain, and slapped the lake with his good hand. The calm lake burst instantly, forming a cloud of water mist, covering Yang Yiyi Sight.

Seeing this, Yan Si gritted his teeth, ignored Yan Shishi, and continued to kill Qingfeng.

At this time, Qingfeng's whole body was frozen by Xuanming God's palm, and he couldn't move at all. Qingfeng had no better way to deal with these cold qi, but could only rely on the star-absorbing method to forcibly absorb and transform them. If it wasn't for the help of Jindan, At this time, Qingfeng might have been frozen to death by the cold poison of Taoist Baishang.

Now Qingfeng can only watch Yan Sichao kill him, but he can't do anything.

However, Yan Si couldn't kill Qingfeng, Yan Si took advantage of the cover of the water mist, before he could run a few steps, a long whip suddenly stretched out from the water mist, locked Yan Si's neck, He was directly dragged back into the water mist, and after that, a burst of ping-pong-pong and the woman's coquettish scolding came from the water mist.

As the mist receded, Yang Yiyi was seen standing alone in it, while Yan Si and Yan Shiyi were unconscious with bruised noses and swollen faces.

Yang Yiyi knew that these two people would go back to serve as thugs for King Ruyang and wrestle with Emperor Yuanshun, so he didn't take their lives.

Yang Yiyi walked up to Qingfeng calmly, and asked, "How is it? Is the injury serious?"

Qingfeng was shivering coldly, and said with chattering teeth, "It's... not bad, just... it's just a little... cold, and it'll be... all right in a while."

"That's fine, you can slowly improve your skills here, and I'll go over there and kill Taoist Baishang." Seeing that Qingfeng was fine, Yang Yiyi was relieved, and prepared to kill Taoist Baishang to avoid future troubles.

"No...it's useless, it will hurt... Taoist, also...Ruyang King...invited here, just to strengthen...the strength of Ruyang Prince's Mansion, let him compete with...the iron pot, we...good fisherman to gain..., Sister Yiyi , can you help... light a fire? It's too cold..." Qingfeng continued trembling.

"Okay!" Yang Yiyi stood up, wrapped the white python whip around her waist, drew out the sword behind her, and prepared to cut some branches to make a fire.

"I said...Sister Yiyi, how many...weapons do you have on your body? Look at your...equipment, which almost catches up with a humanoid... weapon arsenal." Qingfeng looked at Yang Yiyi who was covered with whips and whips. It's a sword, and even the defensive weapon on his body, the soft hedgehog armor, is offensive.I'm really curious how strong Yang Yiyi is now.

"Not many, white python whip, jade girl sword, ice soul silver needle, jade peak needle... oh, I also know how to hit a dog with a stick, and I can do it with just a stick. Well, that's about it. Why? Remember to ask these questions?" Yang Yiyi sat next to Qingfeng, adding firewood to the fire while responding to Qingfeng's question.

"It's nothing, I'm just curious, I want to know how strong sister Yiyi is now." After Qingfeng warmed up by the fire, she felt much more comfortable, and her speech stopped stammering.

"Why don't we find a chance to compete with each other?" Yang Yiyi asked.

"Forget it, Sister Yiyi is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. It would be a pity if it gets broken. People will scold her for not being sympathetic." Qingfeng said meanly.

"Oh? So when you say you want to sleep with the most beautiful girl, you mean me?" Yang Yiyi said looking at Qingfeng as if she suddenly remembered something.

"Uh! Sister Yiyi, I seem to be recovering almost, let's go and see Taoist Baishui!" Qingfeng hurriedly changed the subject.

...God!Shouldn't she answer: It's not certain who wins and who loses.Why doesn't Sister Yiyi play her cards according to the routine?I've said so many words, why did Sister Yiyi remember this sentence?What if she thinks I'm a womanizer? ...

At this time, Qingfeng's skill has recovered by three or four percent, and he is going to see how Taoist Baishang is doing. Who knows that Taoist Baishang's one-year-old skill is not just bragging, and he recovered faster than Qingfeng.

At this time, he has recovered [-]% to [-]% of his skills. Seeing Qingfeng walking towards this side with Yang Yiyi's support, he laughed and said, "Boy, let's fight again!" Then he walked towards Qingfeng Come.

Unexpectedly, before Qingfeng made a move, Yang Yiyi drew out her sword and slashed at the Taoist Baishang, and a sword energy struck at the Taoist Baishang. Taoist Baishang did not expect this seemingly weak little girl's martial arts Unexpectedly no less than Qingfeng, unable to dodge in time, his outer robe has been cut by the sword energy, and the items on his body fell to the ground.

One of the small red sandalwood boxes attracted Qingfeng's attention, and when Taoist Baishang and Yang Yiyi were fighting fiercely, Qingfeng picked up the box.

"Boy, give me back my things!" Seeing that the box fell into Qingfeng's hands, Taoist Baishang couldn't help feeling anxious, and rushed to force Yang Yiyi back with a few moves, and grabbed Qingfeng across the air.

"Huh? Old miscellaneous hair, you still have the ability to use the Crane Control Kung Fu? You got hit by my powerful Vajra Palm move, and you still dare to use your true energy forcibly like this? Do you really think your life is too long?"

(End of this chapter)