Chapter 877
King Youyun has been in the Jianghu for many years. The younger generation may only know his name but not know him, but for the older generation of Jianghu people, this shadow-taking skill is all too familiar.

Qian Xiaoxiao inherited the internal strength and martial arts of King Youyun, and Wen Shenyang naturally saw something was wrong with this attack.

Although he was no longer interested in Jianghu, he would still pay attention to someone like Lord Youyun, especially the news of the other party's death, which was even more shocking news to him.

Qian Xiaoxiao didn't know who the old guy in front of her was, and she wasn't interested in inquiring, but this person's amazing martial arts surprised her a little.

During these days as the saintess of the Xuantian Sect, Qian Xiaoxiao killed so many people, whether voluntarily or not, that she was a little numb.

And during this period of casual killing, Qian Xiaoxiao roughly understood her status in the arena. To put it bluntly, except for those top leaders of the big factions, almost no one in the world could control her.

But judging from the fight just now, the person in front of him seemed to have the strength to fight her.

Facing Wen Chenyang's questioning, Qian Xiaoxiao remained silent, but soon her silence would be completely broken, or in a way she had never thought of.

Right behind Wen Chenyang, a little fat man came out holding his nose in dissatisfaction: "Uncle Wen, before you make a move next time, can you let me know in advance."

The three Shangguan Beicang who rushed back to Dongdu inquired about the tragedy of the three families, and at the same time they also inquired about the arrest of the Huo family. They also returned to the Huo family with the idea of ​​collecting information.

But after returning, they saw the scene of the two sides breaking up almost immediately. Shangguan Beicang happened to come after Huo Yunqi, and was unlucky to bump into Qian Xiaoxiao's palm head-on.

Fortunately, Wen Shenyang arrived in time and saved his life. Although Shangguan Beicang spoke heartlessly, it was just his way of covering up his panic.

In front of that palm, Shangguan Beicang unfortunately felt the struggle between life and death again.

"Uncle Wen, what kind of kung fu is this? It's pitch black, and it's not a good person at first glance." Shangguan Beicang said with lingering fear, and at the same time he didn't forget to call out to his companions: "Brother Qian, can you recognize what kind of kung fu this is?"

After Shangguan Beicang, Tianquan's figure also appeared not far away, but at this time, he was no longer in the mood to joke with the other party.

He looked at the black-robed man in front of the sword furnace in surprise, even if his true face was not visible, he could recognize it in his heart at a glance, this was the little girl he was looking for.

The two looked at each other from a distance, separated by many dead or injured corpses. Qian Xiaoxiao almost subconsciously called that person's name.

But soon, her fiery heart fell into the Sandong Glacier in an instant, because she saw with her own eyes that the person who should have died reappeared beside Tianquan.

The leisurely Lu Hanjiang appeared at the end. Standing beside Tianquan with a folding fan in his hand, he opened his mouth to Qian Xiaoxiao from a distance, and said four words in a silent tone——

Stay safe.

Qian Xiaoxiao's breathing was stagnant, as if something had exploded in her head, and it became blank for a moment. She stared blankly at that person, her heart clenched by wordless fear.

Perhaps because he had been reduced to a monster in the countless killings, Qian Xiaoxiao could feel the terrifying aura of that person at this moment more than ever before.

Monsters always pretend to be kind to deceive those poor people. Lu Hanjiang never showed his fangs. Even on that desperate night, he just hid himself in the darkness, making it impossible for people to see his true face.

But at this moment, that abyss-like terrifying temperament was like an invisible chain, strangling Qian Xiaoxiao's neck tightly, making her breathless.

In the suffocating despair, she seemed to see that person's gentle smile as always. It was not a benevolent sympathizer who was repenting, but a demon enjoying a good meal grinding his teeth.

Once they know the ugly face under this skin, no matter who it is, they will shudder when they look at that overly gentle and beautiful smile.

Qian Xiaoxiao took a half step back clutching her chest, almost fell to the ground, her back was soaked in countless cold sweats, and after being wiped away with countless emotions by Zhaoying Gong, she once again tasted the taste called fear.

Without hesitation, Qian Xiaoxiao held up the black seal with both palms, and then pushed it out without hesitation. The terrifying palm print that came in an instant turned into a width of several feet in a blink of an eye, almost like a huge tower pushing across.

Wen Shenyang was secretly surprised. He didn't dare to take it too seriously, and immediately snatched the iron rod from Shangguan Beicang's hand, smashed the ground with one foot, and his whole body was ejected. The stick slammed into the ground, causing countless bricks, tiles and dust to fly down on both sides.

The two streams of true energy collided, and the turbulent wind and waves surged crazily towards the surroundings. The Jianghu people with low martial arts skills fell one by one like cutting wheat. Even a strong man like Xu He also felt unstable for a moment.

"What a pure internal force! What is the origin of this person?!"

After the real fight, Wen Shenyang was also more and more shocked by Qian Xiaoxiao's martial arts. It seemed that this person's martial arts were not weaker than him, at least his internal strength was not inferior to those old guys in the world.

Qian Xiaoxiao's eyes widened under the black robe, and her eyes were full of hostility. She didn't expect that Yue Lifeng not only survived this year, but also found another helper from somewhere. She really lingers!

Frightened and angry, Qian Xiaoxiao continued to maintain her true energy output with her single palm, and she was not weak in the competition with that Wen Shenyang. At the same time, she freed up her other hand, and she held up another black mark.

Seeing this, Wen Shenyang was shocked again, he didn't expect that the other party would still have some strength in this situation.

Huo Yunqi was startled, but he also knew that if he didn't take this opportunity to take down the opponent, facing such a terrifying existence, without the help of experts like Wen Shen Yang in the future, he would have no chance of winning.

"This person is hiding in my Huo family's sword casting furnace. It is definitely not the right way. Let's take action together and take her down with Hero Wen!"

Huo Yunqi raised his arms and shouted, and then rushed out first. After Xu He was surprised, he also praised the other party's courage, and immediately responded: "Mr. Huo is right, this person is very suspicious! Don't let her go!"

After finishing speaking, he and Huo Yunqi, together with many knight-errants around him, charged towards Qian Xiaoxiao.

Qian Xiaoxiao took a cold look, and had no choice but to turn the black seal on the other hand to pat the group of people.

But she had already been drawn too much energy by Wen Chenyang, this palm did not wipe out the group of people, on the contrary, under the leadership of Huo Yunqi and Xu He, she forcibly held the palm, and everyone united with her to fight for internal strength.

This time it was self-defeating, but it became her enemy on both sides.

The scene was deadlocked for a while, and the only ones left outside the game were Shangguan Beicang, who was incompetent in martial arts, Lu Hanjiang, who spoke but didn't move, and Tianquan who was at a loss.

(End of this chapter)

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