Xiaoyao was in pain and was even more shocked. He had fought with Meng Qingzhou earlier, and knew that Meng Qingzhou was very powerful. He knew that he was a master of eighth grade at a young age, especially when playing the piano and flute, he was invincible. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have defeated so many brothers.

Who knew that Meng Qingzhou had increased his strength by taking advantage of the demon wind here? What should I do?

"It's all my fault that I believe this witch's trick, otherwise how could I wait for you to come?"

"It's all right. The most important thing you should do now is to surrender." Meng Qingzhou said coldly. "I don't think you have hurt the lady. If you put down your weapons, maybe I can spare you even if you don't die."

"Bah, do you want me to put down your weapons? It's a fool, you have to fight it before you can know whether it works." After trying Meng Qingzhou's flute sound, Xiaoyao didn't dare to be careless at this moment, and sneered: "It's true that the flute sound is so powerful, but if I plug my ears, how powerful can your flute sound be?"

"Then you can try it." Meng Qingzhou looked at him disdainfully.

After saying that, Xiaoyao really tore off two pieces of cloth and stuffed his ears. Unexpectedly, Meng Qingzhou was indifferent at all. Another sound of flute came from the mouth of the jade flute. The sound wave was approaching, and Xiaoyao only felt a buzzing sound in his ears. Even though his ears were blocked, the sound waves were coming, and the wind blade was destroyed and destroyed, and it was invincible. Xiaoyao felt a bit drowsy.

“This song is very weird, there must be something wrong.”

Xiaoyao bit his tongue to wake up, with a sword in his hand, a sword in front and a person behind, straight towards Meng Qingzhou, constantly tweaking the sword flowers, smashing all the wind blades, and using all the power in one place, one move must be used to distinguish the superiority and inferiority.

"This guy really has some experience." Zhang Fengfu sighed in his heart. "If he had done his best to deal with those wind blades, he would probably lose his strength before he could reach Meng Qingzhou. It would be better to just fight to the death."

Meng Qingzhou was also a little surprised to see Xiaoyao taking a route and stabbing him without caring about other wind blades. He must know that the dense wind blades had already cut many shocking wounds on Xiaoyao's body. They would not be broken or stood, and then stood.

"What a handsome sword technique." Meng Qingzhou sighed softly, and the sound of the flute stopped abruptly. Because it was a good wind, the freezing degree was faster. Unexpectedly, just as Meng Qingzhou was about to succeed, he suddenly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Come and try my heartbrokenness."

In an instant, the sound of the flute sounded again, and Xiaoyao's body was moving forward a little slowed down a little. It turned out that the sound of the flute formed a barrier visible to Meng Qingzhou in front of him. The three-foot green edge inserted into the barrier, and he could no longer insert it in just one inch.

Using invisible internal force to condense tangible barriers is the mystery of the eighth-level master realm?

Zhang Feng's mansion was stunned for a moment.

"Go back." Meng Qingzhou said lightly. The barrier was like a city wall that pressed against Xiaoyao's sword, and he forced Xiaoyao back step by step. Xiaoyao tried to pull out the sword, but the sword inserted into the barrier and could not be pulled out as if it had a root.

"Good means."

Xiaoyao exclaimed in a low voice.

"But if there is only such a wall, it may not be able to stop me."

Xiaoyao shouted coldly, held the sword in his right hand, turned his palm into a slap at the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and put his hands together, and the long sword entered the barrier three points again.

"Not enough." Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes and thought that there are many martial arts in the world, but the so-called "no matter how change is," he said, "I will never leave my sect."

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In terms of martial arts, you always need to use internal strength to exert your true strength. Some people are good at killing people with flowers, plants and trees, because when flowers, plants and trees are controlled by internal forces, they are no longer just flowers, plants and trees. Qin Xueyan is good at using silver needles to save people and harm people. However, it is also because the internal force is poured into the silver needles, which will make him heal so quickly. However, it is rare for experts who are good at killing people with rhythm.

"Since that's the case, let's take another kick."

Xiaoyao retreated and kicked the sword with one kick. The sword entered three points again, trembling.

Meng Qingzhou's flute sound suddenly became excited.

Seeing that the sword was about to pierce the barrier, Xiaoyao once again poured his internal force into his legs.

"Last two feet, I'll send you, the boy who plays the flute, to see the King of Hell."

With his feet in front and back, the sword that had entered the barrier six points finally penetrated the entire sword. Unexpectedly, the barrier suddenly exploded. Before Xiaoyao could react, he saw the barrier turning into countless tiny wind blades and coming straight towards him.

As for the three-foot green breeze, he went straight towards Meng Qingzhou who was playing the flute. Meng Qingzhou jumped up slowly and said lightly: "You only have one sword, but as long as I have a trace of internal force, it can turn into countless swords. How can you fight with me?"

Xiaoyao's sword fell into nothing and was nailed firmly on the steps. The sword body kept shaking. When he was about to use his energy to pull the sword, it was too late. The dense wind blades were pounced on him.

A heartbreaking heartbreak is broken, and it is not just the heartbreaking heartbreaking?

"It's over." Zhang Fengfu beat his chest and stamped his feet. Once Xiaoyao died, what could he do to make alone?

Forget it, it’s just just exposing yourself. Can you still watch Xiaoyao die in front of you?

Zhang Fengfu gritted his teeth and was about to yell at the angrily word "receive a knife", he suddenly saw another knife that was similar to his treasure sword shooting from outside the Rashomon.

"Catch the knife."

Xiaoyao's eyes were revived. He took the knife that he had sent from someone with his right hand, swung the knife to cut out more than half of the wind blade. Even though he was still injured by the remaining wind blade, he finally saved his life.

"Thank you, brother, for giving the knife."

My heartbroken and stopped abruptly. Meng Qingzhou looked coldly at the familiar figure who had caught the sword again, and said lightly: "I didn't expect you to have the courage to come to this place. I originally thought that you had been lucky enough to save your life and should find a place to hide and not see anyone."

Zhang Fengfu looked at the figure that suddenly appeared and was happy and worried. The knife that was similar to his own sword standard was enough to prove the identity of the visitor.

"I originally planned to hide and see no one, but suddenly I thought there were still some things I had not done, so I had to come rashly." After Ye Baihe finished, she looked at Qianxuan, who was not very good-looking, and said lightly: "Miss, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"You are the only one? You are so brave." Qian Xun had let Ye Baihe escape from her hands earlier, but she kept this matter in mind, but she didn't want to see him here today. How could she give Ye Baihe a good face?

Ye Baihe Yuguang kept looking around, but only saw Xiaoyao, but never saw Zhang Feng's mansion, so he felt uneasy in his heart. She said, "Miss, don't need to mess with me anymore. I guess you have already known it. If I really came alone, how could I get here safely?"

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Sure enough, when Meng Qingzhou listened to the movements around him, there was a faint sound of fighting. I guess he had already taken action outside Rashomon.

"Then what are you here to do?" Qian Xun asked lightly. "Is it just to borrow a knife for this guy?"

"Borrowing a knife is just an episode. My purpose is just to ask the eldest lady for someone."

"Oh?" Qian Xun's eyes flashed. "This guy just now wanted someone to ask me for someone. Now you are here to ask me for someone. Could it be that what you want for me is actually the same person?"

Xiaoyao listened to the side and did not recognize Ye Baihe. He just borrowed a knife to Ye Baihe and saw that Ye Baihe was a friend but not an enemy. He thought that this little brother didn't know where he came from, but he thought that it was so difficult to pass from Meng Qingzhou at this moment. Instead of slapping the ball here, it would be better to fight out together first and then slowly discuss other matters.

Xiaoyao said in a deep voice: "This little brother, there is the guy playing the flute here. Even if you see the person you want to ask for, you may not be able to take it out. What's more, this witch is full of tricks and may think of some way to trick you. I just fell into this trick and ended up like this. To be honest, I came to find someone, but unfortunately I was deceived by this witch. It would be better for us to fight out from here together and find a way together later."

Ye Baihe had already heard about Xiaoyao from Qin Xueyan. She knew that Zhang Feng's mansion was coming with him. At this moment, she saw him but did not see Zhang Feng's mansion. She was confused and knew that Xiaoyao was not a person who would leave others and run away alone, so she asked, "Is the person you are looking for not in her hands?"

"If it were in her hands, how could I dare to fight her to the death?"

Xiaoyao's words made Ye Baihe feel happy. It would be best if Zhang Feng's mansion was not in Qian Xun's hands. He immediately said, "Can you still move?"

"I still have half a life, it's not a problem. If you can't be a helper, you won't become a burden to you. But the skill of playing the flute is so good. If we want to fight, we can only go out from this ghost place first. Without the wind, his sonic power will be greatly reduced, and we may not be able to deal with him at that time."

The three-foot Qingfeng was pulled into his hand by Xiaoyao Qi again. Ye Baihe saw this scene and said in a deep voice: "Let's go."

"Let's go? Are you leaving?" Meng Qingzhou shouted coldly, and when he was about to play another song, Qianxun stopped drinking.

"Don't stop them, just let them go."

"Miss, this..."

Meng Qingzhou hesitated.

"If the Lord knows..."

"The Lord is in a medicine bath at this moment and has no time to deal with these trivial matters. What's more, Rashomon people are responsible for the matters of Rashomon." Qian Xun smiled meaningfully. "Even if something goes wrong, the Lord will only scold us at most, but I'm afraid some people may not be so lucky."

Upon hearing this, Meng Qingzhou's face was strange, and Zhang Feng's mansion was also confused. Not to mention Xiaoyao and the other two who had escaped.

Just when Xiaoyao was worried that this would be Qianxuan's conspiracy again, the illusory woman's voice that suddenly appeared and disappeared suddenly came again.

"Oh, some people are very good at playing this wishful thinking, but they are just four clowns. How can they escape from my palms? Let's see how I take them down."

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