C326 The old man can't hold on any longer

Ye Qian, who was able to resist the attacks of the two great Dragon And Elephant Expert s, did not show any signs of panic.

Ye Qian obviously did not put this Tian Clan ultimate expert in his eyes. Yao Jiaxin's sinister face revealed a trace of unsightly expression, and he roared: "Stinking brat, you still have the leisure to play the zither at a time like this? Prepare to bring your good zither music to report to the Yama Hall!"

Yama Hall? Hearing Yao Jiaxin's threat, Ye Qian shook his head with a smile that was not a smile, and thought: I went to that place quite a few times back then, but I don't know if that old thing, King Qinguang, is still the same as before.

In merely an instant, Yao Jiaxin turned into a black shadow and arrived in front of Ye Qian. Reaching out his hand, he casually slapped Ye Qian on the head.

In Yao Jiaxin's eyes, Ye Qian was just a rookie warrior who only knew how to deliberately mystify things. Yao Jiaxin had dominated the martial arts world for dozens of years without putting this brat in his eyes at all. In his mind, he only needed one finger to pinch Ye Qian to death.

However, what he never expected was that when his palm flew towards Ye Qian, Ye Qian swiped his finger, and a zither music turned from formless to tangible, transforming into a sword light that flew towards his palm.

Luckily Yao Jiaxin reacted in time and immediately withdrew his palm, if not the zither music would definitely cut off all his palms.

Even so, Yao Jiaxin was still unable to escape the power of the bizarre zither music. The center of his palm was stained with blood, as if it had been cut open by a sharp sword light.

Yao Jiaxin hissed coldly, and immediately somersaulted a few times. Then, his body steadily stood four or five meters away from Ye Qian's stage, as he fearfully looked at the Ye Qian on the stage. "How is that possible? The zither music turning into Sword Qi, even if it was Innate Stage, it would be hard to do it? What kind of weirdo are you, kid? "

The release of internal strength s was nothing new to warriors who had gone up to a higher level. But it was Yao Jiaxin's first time seeing someone like Ye Qian, who could use the zither to kill others.

Ye Qian raised his head, looked at the Yao Jiaxin below the stage with ridicule, and laughed coldly, "Just because you can't do it with your Innate Stage doesn't mean that I can't. It's just that you frogs at the bottom of the well have too little knowledge! "

After saying that, Ye Qian once again raised his hand, and the five stringed zither danced across his hand. Accompanied by a clanging sound, the two zither notes were released once again, and they split into two different paths to attack Yao Jiaxin.

Yao Jiaxin was startled, his face turned ugly, at the moment, he had no idea what Ye Qian's background is. Looking at Ye Qian's pair of calm eyes, Yao Jiaxin suddenly had a terrifying feeling of unfathomable depth.

Hurriedly turning his body, jumping, Yao Jiaxin dodged Ye Qian's attacks with the two zither notes.

However, this was clearly just the beginning. Ye Qian's attacks did not stop. Instead, there was a steady flow as the sounds of killing slowly echoed out. At the same time, the zither notes started to attack Yao Jiaxin like mercury.

The current Yao Jiaxin was panicking to the extreme, he could only continue to dodge, but there was nothing he could do about the young man in front of him.

Puff, puff. Two sounds, and Yao Jiaxin's chest was accidentally cut open with two bloody wounds.

"F * ck, this isn't a thing. I never thought that this brat would actually know this kind of demonic technique." "If this goes on, even if we don't bleed to death, we'll die of exhaustion!" Yao Jiaxin's eyes continued to roll as if he was thinking of a way.

However, in the current situation, Ye Qian was like a turtle sitting upright in the midst of a zither music. Yao Jiaxin simply did not have any chance to get close to him.

After thinking for a long time, Yao Jiaxin finally came up with an idea. No, no, this brat was indeed hard to deal with.

Poison, that was Yao Jiaxin's trump card. Just now, Yao Jiaxin had taken the opportunity to poison him when his Sirius Squadron was besieging him, and in a moment he had deceived three experts from the Dragon Elephant Stage. At this moment, Yao Jiaxin really wanted to do the same.

While doing his best to dodge Ye Qian's attack, Yao Jiaxin opened his mouth to attract Ye Qian's attention: "Brat, what kind of hero is this fighting style of yours? If you have the ability, come down and fight with us!"

Ye Qian laughed coldly, "Old man, I see that your brain is being ridiculous. For a guy like you who only knows how to poison people, I will never talk about heroes and heroes. As long as you can kill people, this move will be good! "

Hearing Ye Qian's words, Yao Jiaxin's heart was joyous, thinking that he had succeeded in attracting Ye Qian's attention.

With a leap, Yao Jiaxin dodged eight consecutive attacks from Ye Qian's zither music. Then, he took something out from his chest pocket with his hand held behind his back.

Right now, Yao Jiaxin was holding onto the bottle of June Floating Snow, what else could it be?

However, Ye Qian was able to see all of Yao Jiaxin's movements clearly, so he snorted with disdain: "Low level!"

On one side, Yao Jiaxin and Ye Qian were fighting to their hearts's content, while on the other side, Xue Qingming and the Tian Clan Brothers were not in much better condition.

Because Xue Qingming had taken the detoxification pill that he had refined in time, his body was not affected by the snowfall of June.

At this moment, the only ones left in the Fang Clan's camp were the Xue Clan's grandfather and grandson duo who were still standing on the spot.

On the other side of Xue Qingming was the fiendish Tian brothers.

Other than Yao Jiaxin, Tian Huan, Tian Heng, and Tian Bao, the rest of the Tian Clan members were filled with enmity towards Xue Qingming. If Xue Qingming had not decided to not save him, why would their Tian Clan risk their lives to find this old thing Fang Hanshan and ask for her Soul-returning Pill? If it wasn't for this desperate fight, how could all the elite troops that the Tian Family had cultivated for twenty years die on the spot?

Therefore, Tian Huan had already placed all of the blame on Xue Qingming.

The three Tian Brothers looked at Xue Qingming coldly. Only then did they surround Xue Qingming.

Tian Huan coldly snorted, "Live Hades? Divine Doctor? Hehe, Xue Qingming, I never thought that your Old Man would have such a day. Aren't you a genius in medicine? This daddy wants to see if an old thing like you can save your own life after this daddy kills you! "

Xue Qingming shot a glance of disdain at Tian Huan, and blocked the front of the Fang family camp by himself: "Little thief Tian Huan, don't make too much noise. This old man will stand here today, I want to see how powerful Tian Bo Guang's sons are.

"Old Man, you're about to die yet you're still being stubborn!" Tian Bao roared.

Although Tian Huan was the patriarch of the Tian Clan, his cultivation was the highest among the three brothers. Tian Bao's cultivation had already reached the middle and late stages of the Cow Tiger while Tian Huan was only at the early stage of the Cow Tiger. As for Tian Heng, he was even worse off.

Facing Xue Qingming, Tian Bao couldn't help but make the first move. After all, the hatred between him and Xue Qingming was the greatest. The Sirius Squadron that he personally trained with one hand was finished just like that. This was twenty years of Tian Bao's hard work and effort, paying up like that would make anyone's heart ache.

In addition to the Star Moon And Half Mountain Villa battle earlier, the Heavenly Wolf Gang suffered heavy losses. This debt, Tian Bao's, was completely up to Xue Qingming.

Tian Bao made his move, followed by the sound of a wolf's howl.

Seeing that, the Clan Head Nangong hurriedly said: "Be careful Old Ghost Xue, Tian Bao's claws are very strong!"

"Hard?" "Hmph, this old man will cripple his claws today!"

With that, Xue Qingming shook his finger, and a few palm sized silver needles already came out. With a * swish * sound, three silver needles unceremoniously flew towards the Tian Clan brothers.

Tian Bao shamelessly said, "Little Doyle, Old Man, hand over your life!"

With a wave of his hand, he blocked Xue Qingming's three silver needles, allowing Tian Bao to take the initiative to attack. Tian Huan and Tian Heng also charged towards Xue Qingming.

Although Xue Qingming had the same level of Ox-tiger Stage, in terms of strength, the current Xue Qingming might be even stronger than him, but it was still difficult for two fists to fight four hands. Under the encirclement of the Tian brothers, Xue Qingming could only passively defend.

"Grandfather, be careful!"

Standing in the middle of the crowd, Xue Ningshuang could only be anxious, her cultivation was insufficient to help. Seeing her grandfather being forced to retreat step by step, with beads of sweat all over her forehead, Xue Ningshuang could only turn her gaze of hope towards Ye Qian who was on the stage.

At this time, Ye Qian seemed to be still playing cat and mouse.

The speed of his fingers was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and many zither notes shot towards Yao Jiaxin who was below the stage. The current Yao Jiaxin was completely exhausted, and simply could not block Ye Qian's attacks that were like a violent storm. He could only desperately dodge.

But even so, Yao Jiaxin was still covered in wounds, his night attire was already tattered.

"That's not right, how could it be like this? According to the rules, June's snowflakes should have already seeped into his body. Why, why is he still able to use his inner core as if nothing happened?" Yao Jiaxin stared at Ye Qian who was on stage, and could not understand no matter how much he thought about it.

How could Yao Jiaxin's little thoughts escape Ye Qian's eyes? Ye Qian sneered, and teased: "Hey, that old poison guy, are you waiting for me to release my poison? Hehe, haven't you heard that there's a type of person who is immune to poisons?"

Hearing Ye Qian's words, Yao Jiaxin almost vomited a mouthful of blood on the screen.

Poison was Yao Jiaxin's last resort and reliance. If not for him waiting for Ye Qian's poison to act up, Yao Jiaxin would have already run away. This was his only hope. Yet now, he was told that the other party was immune to poisons. Wasn't this equivalent to taking his life?

Gripping his eyes tightly, he stared at Ye Qian who was on stage fiercely, Yao Jiaxin said with his teeth cracking: "Stinky brat, are you playing with me?"

Ye Qian turned his head and laughed: "Old Man, I am playing with you, what do you think?"

On the other side, Xue Qingming was forcefully blocking the attacks of the three Tian brothers while begging Ye Qian for help: "Little Friend Ye, stop playing. Old man, Old man, Old man can't hold on anymore!"