Brother, Stop Doing It, You Are A Villain!

Although the disciples of the Tiangang Sword Sect led by Lin Chao originally existed only as bait, this does not mean that they are not strong enough. In fact, with only two hundred people, it is more than enough to deal with Chu Qing and others.

Although Yang Youqing and other four women joined in, it was still not enough to change the situation on the battlefield. In just a few moments, Ziqing's rebel disciples screamed and fell to the ground one after another. As the number of casualties gradually increased, more and more Ziqing's rebel disciples lost their courage and joined the team of escaped disciples one after another. Although Yang Youqing and others tried their best to stop them, they failed to change the situation of the rebel disciples running away one after another.

As more and more of Own's subordinates died in battle, Chu Qing's heart was pierced like a knife. He wanted to rush into the crowd and kill all directions, but only one Lin Chao had already overwhelmed him. He gritted his teeth, his expression was ferocious, and his moves gradually became chaotic. However, Lin Chao was as steady as Mount Tai, and he did not break his rules while attacking fiercely, gradually pushing Chu Qing into a desperate situation.

There was another soft "chi" sound, and there was another wound on Chu Qing's right arm. If he hadn't been able to dodge quickly, and at the same time be extremely lucky, I'm afraid that the sword just now could directly cut off his right arm. But with more and more wounds on his body, Chu Qing felt hopeless from the bottom of his heart.

Am I really going to die here?

No, no! I can't die! I still have a lot of things to do, there are so many beauties waiting for me to be included in the harem, how can I die here, under the hands of this guy?

Just when Chu Qing was struggling to think about how to break the situation, a savage and eager voice suddenly came: "Chu Qing big brother, I'll help you!"

It's Yang Youqing!

Yang Youqing fought his way into the battle circle and came to Chu Qing's side. Without hesitation, she rushed towards Lin Chao. Although Lin Chao was not flustered, he waved his long sword, and took Yang Youqing's sword moves lightly, and then said flatly: "Miss Yang, you and I haven't seen each other for many years, please come and be safe."

Yang Youqing said angrily: "Hmph! Lin Chao, you villain with such a not wanting face, you actually bullied my Chu Qing big brother! If you have the ability, you surrender yourself to the Cultivation Base Realm, and have a fair fight with my Chu Qing big brother!"

Lin Chao said amusedly: "Miss Yang, what are you talking about? This is a battlefield, not a martial arts arena for your Chongyang Sword Sect! What's more, you want me to surrender myself to the Cultivation Base to fight against a generation who deceived masters and exterminated ancestors? Is he worthy?"

"Since that's the case, then don't blame me for being ruthless! Look at the trick!"

With Yang Youqing's joining, Chu Qing's precarious situation was pulled back a bit. The two fought side by side, and were evenly matched with Lin Chao for a while.

On the other side, the battle between Xu Mingyu and Yu Binglan was equally fierce.

No, to be more precise, it should be "tragic".

Although there are rumors from the outside world, among the younger generation of Tiangang Sword Sect, Yu Binglan Cultivation Base is second only to Lin Chao. But in fact, this is just Yubinglan being too low-key. Lin Chao had said in private more than once that if he really fought with all his strength, he would probably be defeated by Yu Binglan.

Others only thought he was being modest, but what he said was actually the truth.

In the initial moves, Yu Binglan didn't fully use the Cultivation Base, but she had already dispelled Xu Mingyu's killing move lightly. Afterwards, Yu Binglan counterattacked with the sword, Xu Mingyu only lasted a few moves, and was injured by the sword one after another in various places on his body. In a panic, Xu Mingyu's sword moves became more and more chaotic, his attacks were more than fierce but not calm enough. Yu Binglan responded to all changes with the same, swiping her long sword freely, in Xu Mingyu's storm-like offensive, she was indescribably relaxed and freehand.

Judging from the scene, Xu Mingyu was already desperate, but Yu Binglan seemed to be playing tricks.

After randomly picking off Xu Mingyu's ultimate move, Yu Binglan said lightly: "Xu Mingyu, logically I'm from your master's generation, so you should call me uncle. I think that Murong Pianpian is also a generation of arrogance, I have also been in love with God for a long time. The personal disciple she chose should have good aptitude. It is a pity that even if the talent is peerless, it is useless if the mind is not right. Today, I will teach you, this unworthy disciple, on behalf of your master!"

Xu Mingyu looked stern and looked like a madman, and roared angrily: "What do you know? Chu Qing is everything to me! He insists on avenging his father, what else can I do except help him? What right do you have to say that about me? If Changing places, you are afraid that you are not as good as me!"

Yu Binglan was taken aback, and there was a hint of complexity in his eyes. She murmured in a low voice: "Who said I haven't encountered such a situation? But even if I stood by his side at that time, so what? I can't do anything, I can't help anything, I can only I just watched him go further and further away, never coming back..."

Xu Mingyu also couldn't help being taken aback, obviously he didn't expect Yu Binglan, the Tianjiao Yu Binglan, who is well-known in the entire upper domain, to have fallen into such a dilemma.

But then, she saw Yu Binglan's expression turned cold, and said: "But no matter what, being a teacher for one day and being a father for life, the grace of upbringing is greater than heaven. No matter what difficulties you have, it's not that you betrayed the teacher and bullied you." The reason why the master killed the ancestor!"

As he said that, Yu Binglan's sword suddenly became sharper. Xu Mingyu only lasted a few moves, and couldn't help crying secretly. It turned out that Yu Binglan hadn't tried her best just now. At this time, with all her strength, she had no room to resist.

In her heart, she also had the idea of ​​retreating.

At this time, a coquettish voice suddenly came: "Mingyu Little Sister, I will help you!"

Xu Mingyu's eyes lit up immediately.

It's Miao Fengyan!

Miao Fengyan's strength is much stronger than Xu Mingyu's. She was holding a long halberd, and the halberd was shrouded in lightning, and the momentum was magnificent. As soon as she came up, she rushed towards Yu Binglan. Under this offensive, Yu Binglan was forced to take two steps back.

But in a short while, Yu Binglan stabilized her position and stepped forward. Her face was frosty, and her sword moves were steady. With just a few gestures, Miao Fengyan's fierce offensive was easily resolved. She said coldly: "Miao Fengyan, because you are a disciple of the Xuanlei Sect, I will give you one last chance. If you get out now, I will let you go."

Miao Fengyan sneered and said: "Yu Binglan, others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you! Others say that you are the number one among the younger generation of female talents in Beizhou, but I just don't believe it! Today we will share Compete!"

Yu Binglan snorted coldly: "I don't know what to say!"

With Miao Fengyan joining, Xu Mingyu's crisis was temporarily lifted. But what she thinks more about at the moment is not how to kill Yu Binglan, but to leave the battlefield. She knew Miao Fengyan's ability very well, and knew that even if the two of them worked together, they would definitely not be Yu Binglan's opponent. But Miao Fengyan's heart is higher than the sky, and she is arrogant. If Xu Mingyu warned rashly, he might not only be unable to leave the battlefield, but also be blamed by Miao Fengyan.

With such a hesitation, Xu Mingyu's sword moves inevitably became somewhat sluggish. And Yu Binglan took advantage of this opportunity to easily suppress Miao Fengyan.

The two fought hand to hand, Miao Fengyan knew that she was invincible, she couldn't help feeling ashamed and annoyed. She couldn't help shouting at Xu Mingyu: "Xu Mingyu, what are you still doing? Why don't you help me get rid of this woman?"

Miao Fengyan's words seemed to relieve a certain crux in Xu Mingyu's heart. After taking a deep look at Miao Fengyan, she turned around and ran up the mountain without hesitation.

Seeing this scene, Miao Fengyan couldn't help being stunned.

Yu Binglan sneered: "The mob is the mob."

Miao Fengyan became angry from embarrassment, and shouted: "Yu Binglan, even if I risk my life today, I will keep you here!"

As she said that, Miao Fengyan attacked with all her strength regardless, completely giving up defense.

Yu Binglan responded calmly and resolved Miao Fengyan's killing moves one by one. All martial arts practitioners know that when attacking, one's own weakness will often be exposed, and only when the attacking enemy has to be rescued can one gain the upper hand. But once the ultimate move is resolved, then his own offensive will inevitably be sluggish, and this moment is fatal for anyone.

And Yu Binglan was waiting for this moment!

Miao Fengyan's ultimate move was resolved, the offensive was delayed, and the door was wide open. Miao Fengyan suddenly felt something was wrong, and quickly took a defensive position. It's just that the long halberd is a long weapon, and the difficulty of self-attack and defense is much higher than that of the long sword. Before she could take back the halberd, Yu Binglan stabbed her chest with a sword.

She opened her eyes wide, eyes revealing an unbelievable color. It was just a severe pain in her chest, but it clearly told her that her life was about to end here.

Yu Binglan looked into her unwilling eyes, and said lightly: "You could have become a giant in the first place. It's a pity that you made a mistake and followed the wrong person."

After finishing speaking, Yu Binglan drew out her long sword, and blood spurted from Miao Fengyan's chest, while her eyes looked blankly at the sky.

Am I really... doing something wrong?

In the last moment of her life, only this question kept echoing in her mind.

But this question is destined to never be answered.