Ye Qingluo's eyes dimmed slightly.
In his mind, old man Cang sighed worriedly: "If the power of the dark forces resides in Yu Chipeng's courtyard, Yu Chipeng may still be saved, but now..."
Yu Chipeng chose to let the power of dark forces attach to him anytime and anywhere.
At this time, after being broken by Ye Qingluo again, his heart was hit hard.
There was a gap in a restless heart, allowing the power of the dark forces to devour Yu Chipeng's soul more quickly.
Ye Qingluo heard the words, and thought of the previous Ye Qingling, who became a marionette after being manipulated by the dark forces.
That power is also extremely powerful.
If the power of the dark forces is completely integrated with Yu Chipeng...
That's even harder to deal with.
"This task, the Predator is about to be settled!" Yu Chipeng suppressed the panic and fear of being seen through, swung the huge ax in his hand, and slashed at Ye Qingluo's head.
The corner of Ye Qingluo's mouth curled up, and the feather fan in his hand whirled, condensing profound energy into the feather fan, and shooting out countless coquettish red lights, like sharp knives, to meet Yu Chipeng's attack.
Ye Qingluo resisted Yu Chipeng's attack.
And it looks relaxed and stress-free.
Seeing this, Yan Xiaoyi and Qiao Jin felt relieved, and at the same time, they joined the other teenagers in the battle.
For a moment, the entire secret room was in chaos, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger.
In mid-air, the sharp red blade whirled, circling around Yu Chipeng.
Immediately, like a whirlwind, it swirled directly in the direction of Ye Qingluo.
Yeqing Luosu stretched out his hand, and firmly caught the lupine.
In the next second, like the wind blowing under her feet, she quickly approached Yu Chipeng.
Yu Chipeng's giant ax seemed heavy, but he swung it with great dexterity.
The reaction was also extremely quick, and the ax blocked the red blade that Ye Qingluo flew towards.
However, when he struck the last sharp blade, his spine felt a chill.
Ye Qingluo, who was standing ten steps away in front of him, appeared behind him.
He raised the huge axe, turned around quickly, and slashed down.
Turning around, he saw Ye Qingluo's sneering sneer.
At the same time, Yu Chipeng felt a dull pain in his chest.
Ye Qingluo didn't know when, a dagger slipped out of the handle of the feather fan.
The dagger pierced into his chest exactly.
Immediately afterwards, Yeqing Luosu slapped his hand hard on the other side of his chest.
Inertia caused Yu Chipeng's body to fly backwards.
The dagger stuck in his chest was drawn out.
His whole body smashed against the wall of the secret room.
Yu Chipeng's whole face was twisted into a ball in pain, and a pair of dark and hot eyes stared at Ye Qingluo viciously.
It seemed as if he wanted to tear her into pieces.
Ye Qingluo took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and gently wiped the dagger with the fan handle.
The gesture, the attitude, was almost callous.
"Master Yuchi, even if this task is given to you... Do you really think that you really have the life to hand in this task?" Ye Qingluo sneered, and threw the blood-stained handkerchief on the ground casually.
She walked towards Yu Chipeng slowly, with light steps and graceful posture.
A sense of fear rose in Yu Chipeng's heart for no reason.
After being cut by Ye Qing, followed by a palm, he could feel the strength in his body gradually disappearing.
Ye Qingluo's knife was very accurate.
It was only a finger away from his heart.
It could make him miserable, but it didn't kill him.
Hearing Ye Qingluo's words and seeing Ye Qingluo's figure close at hand, Yu Chipeng leaned against the wall with a pale face, trying to stand up...