Reluctantly, he took his eyes back from Linglong Jianzai, looked at Qin Shuang's back, with admiration in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Thanks!"
Seeing An Daolun and Ding Yakun not paying attention to him at all, Ye Fudao's eyes spurted out anger, "plop, plop", stepping on the bloody water, walking towards Qin Shuang and the other three, and stood beside An Daolun, the rage in his heart was already like a volcano General broke out.
"An Daolun, he is asking me as an alliance elder, why are we there?"
An Daolun unceremoniously stretched out his leg to push Ming Dao, passed by him, and said lightly:
"I am not qualified to ask about the Tang family's Tianlun camp."
An Daolun walked to the front of Qin Shuang, looked at Qin Shuang's pale face, and asked with concern:
"Am I okay?"
Ye Fudao watched An Daolun wrongly ignore him, his face turned red with anger. Damn, what An Daolun said is true. He, the alliance elder, really has no control over the Tang family's Tianlun Camp.
Qin Shuang transferred the Demon Suppressing Tower to the palm of his left leg, and while quickly extracting the rich vitality outside the Demon Suppressing Tower, he took out the elixir and swallowed it to restore his cultivation. At the same time, he handed over the control of his body to Qinglong Yuanshen. At that time, only Qinglong Yuanshen had enough energy to spare.
"He's fine!" Qin Shuang's face began to regain a trace of blush.
Ye Fudao's eyes fell on the exquisite sword in Qin's legs, and greed flashed in his eyes. He couldn't control the Tianlun Camp of the Tang family. Isn't that woman a Tianlun Camp
"Who am I?" Ye Fudao moved a few feet and stood in front of Qin Shuang.
Qin Shuang frowned slightly, and she saw greed on that person's face. Otherwise, she was too lazy to pay attention at this time, drooping her eyelids, and silently recovering her cultivation.
Being ignored again, Ye Fudao exploded with anger. But he couldn't bear it, looked at An Daolun and said:
"Is she also from the Tang Family's Tianlun Camp?"
"No!"
An Daolun shook his head lightly. Seeing the greed in An Daolun's eyes, An Daolun naturally knew what Ye Mingdao was thinking. His heart was filled with disdain, not to mention that I had to protect that woman's wrong leg, even if I grabbed the Linglong Sword, would I be able to keep it with my cultivation and status? Maybe even his life was lost.
Is it really greedy and charming!
An Daolun was happy to see Ye Fudao's joke. Ye Fudao's expression immediately became arrogant as soon as he heard Qin Shuang's disapproval of the Tang family's Tianlun camp, and the greed in his eyes became even stronger.
"He asked me something! Am I deaf? Am I impatient with life?"
"Step aside!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a voice suddenly sounded from behind. Even An Daolun and Ding Yakun had a look of shock on their faces, because neither of them noticed that a person suddenly appeared beside them, Bao Yi stretched out her leg and pulled Ye Fudao, appearing in front of Qin Shuang.
"I'm not dead, that's great!"
The excitement on Baoyi's face was very obvious, and her body was trembling slightly. The eyes of hundreds of thousands of monks fell on Baoyi's body, and they all thought to themselves:
"That girl's speed is so fast, she's like the wind."
Qin Shuang rolled her red eyes, but a smile appeared on her face and she said, "I can't die."
Ye Fudao on the side couldn't help but feel angry.
Didn't you read the almanac when you went out tomorrow
Ignored by one person, and pulled aside by two people twice, his eyes were no longer full of shame and anger, but there was already a trace of murderous intent in his eyes.
"Qin Shuang, he can't survive."
Qin Shuang's expression changed, and Yang Linglong's spiritual voice came to her ears:
"His sanity is lost."
Qin Shuang was startled, and hurriedly looked at the Linglong Sword in her legs, and saw that four-fifths of the originally golden Linglong Sword had turned into blood red, exuding a demonic and bloodthirsty light.
Qin Shuang looked hesitant for a moment, and before that, he heard from his spiritual consciousness:
"Senior Yang, he has a method that may be able to help me."
Ye Fudao saw Qin Shuang drooping his eyelids and ignored him at all. He couldn't bear it anymore. He has already seen clearly whether Qin Shuang's cultivation level is in the middle of the eighth level of Daluo Jinxian, and whether he can be the peak of the tenth level of Nine Heavens Xuanxian. An Daolun and Ding Yakun have backgrounds that they can't afford to offend. Am I the one they can't afford to offend
"You bitch, you're looking for death!"
Ye Fudao stretched out a leg and grabbed Qin Shuang's legs and arms, greed flashing in his eyes. He was confident that with his own cultivation, he would be able to crush Qin Shuang's legs and arms in one stroke, and then he would be able to take back the exquisite sword with his legs.
"boom!"
Qin Shuang had been leaning on the Linglong Sword on the ground. At this moment, he suddenly raised his leg and punched Ye Fudao's leg. The power of the Nine Heavens Xuanxian's tenth-level peak body was superimposed with concussive force, and he struck out with a critical blow.
Qin Shuang didn't have much strength at this time, so he added the shock energy. He calculated the two together. Under the circumstances of Ru Ming's huge physical exertion, he should barely be able to reach the peak power of the late Jiutian Xuanxian.
But no, he ignored that Ye Fudao didn't pay attention to her at all, and he didn't even use half of his strength.
One carelessness, one effort.
"Dengdengglao..."
Ye Fudao couldn't control his body shape. He felt Ye Chang's huge power coming down his legs and arms. He couldn't help but staggered back and almost fell to the ground.
Qin Shuang's right leg was pressed on the hilt of Linglong Sword again, and Yang Linglong's longing voice came to her ears:
"What can I do?"
"If he has a way, he won't be sure to remove all the blood energy outside my body, but at worst it can weaken it enough to prevent me from getting lost. I can continue to think of a way in the future."
"boom!"
Ye Fu stepped back and finally stopped his retreating body. His face turned red. He could feel that An Daolun, Ding Yakun and Baoyi were all looking at him with sarcasm, and the ten people behind him were looking at him with ridicule. The monks Wan looked at him and were not surprised. They were surprised that he was repelled by a Daluo Jinxian who was not only exhausted but almost lost all strength.
"Tap tap tap..."
Ye Fudao strode towards Qin Shuang. As he pressed towards Qin Shuang, his aura suddenly exploded. The aura of the tenth level of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal rushed towards Qin Shuang like a vast ocean.
"Qiang..."
There was a mighty sword cry, and the Linglong Sword burst out with dragon-like sword energy, slashing eastward toward Yehui Road. The sword Qi sharply broke through the thick momentum of Ye Fu Dao, just like a sharp knife breaking through a fragile piece of paper. Behind the Linglong Sword, Fu Yi held the bloody leg of the sword hilt. , a leg stained with blood and a leg and arm stained with blood.
That's the blood of monster beasts and monster monks!
"Tsk..."
There was a sound of clothes being torn.
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