Heavenly God Mnemonic

Zhen Xiuzhu frowned. Yang Qingxuan's words were indeed reasonable. To say that he was a Qi Martial Realm and could obtain all the treasures, I really didn't believe it.

Li Zhiye wanted to live, and hurriedly said: "It's true, I can swear by God! The treasures are all on him, if there is a false sentence, the sky will thunder and thunder!"

Zhen Xiuzhu said hey: "That's it, then I believe it." He stared at Yang Qingxuan ferociously, stretched out his hand, and walked over.

Li Zhiye's hands were in cold sweat, and he murmured: "Can you let me go? I will never say anything about it here, I swear."

Zhen Xiuzhu set his hand and said, "Let's go."

Li Zhiye was overjoyed, hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, thank you!" There was a sneer in his heart, and he thought to himself: "I'll go to inform you and kill all of you. This is a great contribution! "

A little under his feet, he ran towards the passageway.

Suddenly a cold light flashed down, and the coachman who had not moved took a shot and slashed towards Li Zhiye.

Li Zhiye was horrified, and his soul was dissipated, but his martial soul was "Looking for the Moon in the Sea". He was a very keen martial soul. He sensed the danger one step in advance, and suddenly twisted his waist and forcibly shifted and escaped.

But the blade light was extremely fast, and there was still a sharp cut on his shoulder, and immediately opened a shocking blood hole, reaching his waist.

Li Zhiye's face turned pale, glaring at Zhen Xiuzhu, and shouted, "You...!"

Zhen Xiuzhu laughed and said, "Idiot, I promised to let you go, but he didn't promise. It's him who wants to kill you now. What's up with me? You're stupid, don't be angry with others!"

The coachman gave a grinning grin, then raised the knife and slashed over again. Li Zhiye's face was bloodless, he was keenly aware of the flash of the knife, and hurried to escape.

Yang Qingxuan suddenly shouted: "Don't run! If you want to survive, you can only fight with them!"

Yue Qiangqiang cursed: "Fight, how to fight? These two people are both masters in the middle stage of Lingwu!"

The first order day by day, the middle stage of Lingwu, is enough to obliterate them all!

Yang Qingxuan said coldly: "I hold Zhen Xiuzhu, you go to deal with the coachman, and help me after killing the coachman."

"what?"

Everyone was taken aback, Zhen Xiuzhu also thought that he had misheard, and said, "What did you say?"

Yang Qingxuan sneered, kicked a stone, violently shot it over, and shouted: "I said **** your sister!" The figure swept away and ran into the woods.

Zhen Xiuzhu was furious, and shouted: "I'm looking for death!" He punched out and smashed the stone with a "bang", but his brow sank and felt that the strength on the stone was by no means comparable to the ordinary Qi Martial Realm. .

He shouted to the coachman: "This kid is indeed weird. I will kill him. You deal with these nine people."

The coachman licked his lower lip and said cruelly: "Don't worry, when you come back, there are nine corpses here. I can't guarantee the integrity of the corpses, hahaha!"

The curious laughter made everyone feel hairy, Zhen Xiuzhu let out a long roar, then walked into the forest and chased Yang Qingxuan away.

Meng Rui shouted in a deep voice: "Yang Qingxuan is right. Now there is only a desperate fight, otherwise no one will want to live."

The coachman laughed awkwardly, clasped his hands in his belly, and sneered: "Haha, it seems like he can survive a desperate fight."

Yue Qiang made a fist with his five fingers and shouted: "Fight, go!"

He rushed up first, **** and powerful, opening and closing, very strong and domineering.

The other eight people, apart from Kui Shui lying on the ground, unable to move, the other seven also drank their fists and attacked.

"In the early stage of the three Lingwu, one was injured. With the addition of the four Qiwu realms, hahaha, do you want to laugh at me with such a lineup?!"

The coachman laughed wildly, raised his knife for a flash, and slashed in the light of Yue Qiang. The sword was fierce, breaking his fist in an instant, scared Yue Qiang hurriedly withdrew his fist.

Several other people gritted their teeth and rushed forward in angrily. Meng Rui imagined the martial spirit "Jinying Flower Array" in his hand. A light pen was like a spear, swept across, bringing out the dots.

This is no longer a matter of credits and spiritual stones, but a matter of life.

With the awakening of death, the seven let go of their hands and feet, and instead forced the driver back at once.

On the other side, Yang Qingxuan used his physical skills to fly, and was like a fish in the woods. Zhen Xiuzhu chased wildly behind him, constantly attacking, hitting the surrounding trees with his palms or fingers, continuously destroying the forest.

"Good boy, there really are two things!"

Zhen Xiuzhu's face sank, and he said, "If your trump card is just fast, you can die next!"

"Wuhun——Ghost Cry!"

His face became extremely sullen, and suddenly he opened his mouth and let out a terrible long cry, which was like a crow's cry, which was extremely frightening. Brought up the sound waves like a sharp blade, chasing them over.

Yang Qingxuan's ears ached, and he only felt that his mind was torn apart. At the same time, the Qi and blood in his body were violent, and that Qi Jin ran across the meridians.

He hovered and fell, covering his ears with his hands, squatting on the ground.

"Hahaha!"

After Zhen Xiuzhu cried, he laughed wildly, his figure like a swallow, slowly flew behind Yang Qingxuan, sneered and said: "Run, you are running! Only in the qi martial state, I actually forced me to use the power of the martial soul. You are proud enough."

Yang Qingxuan squatted on the ground and shivered, as if that cry directly injured his sea of ​​consciousness and shattered his internal organs. When he fell to his side, he convulsed.

Zhen Xiuzhu sneered disdainfully, as if looking at a puddle of mud, and sarcastically said: "People have self-knowledge. Don't try to obtain something that doesn't belong to you. This will only cost your life. Unfortunately, You have to follow this principle of life in the next life."

He raised his hand and grabbed Yang Qingxuan's heart with five fingers!

Suddenly a feeling of extreme danger came, and Yang Qingxuan's painful and struggling expression was completely gone. He turned over and jumped up, not avoiding that claw, but flipped his palm to shoot!

"Six sun palms-blast into the sun in one breath!"

The blazing air wave dissipated from Yang Qingxuan's palm, and under that palm, there seemed to be a blazing sun dazzlingly blazing into the sky.

Zhen Xiuzhu's face changed drastically, with that terrifying palm, even his cultivation in the middle of the Spirit Martial Realm felt the danger!

Yang Qingxuan's chest was straight forward, and he went to meet his claws, wanting to change his tricks, that handsome face, with a decisive expression, his clear eyes twinkled like stars, it was breathtaking!

Zhen Xiuzhu felt a shock in her heart, and she lost her voice in amazement: "You, you are not injured!!" There was so much shock, even fear, in this sound!

"This scheming, courage, will..., is this a fifteen-year-old student?"

An inexplicable trace of fear flashed in Zhen Xiuzhu's heart. Under the palm of the six suns, the air wave was like a sea, burning everything, but it was Yang Qingxuan's unwavering eyes that shot out a determination to move forward!