Golden Cicada Palace.

Qinglong walked, seemingly step by step, as if he was walking slowly, but in fact, his speed was extremely fast.

It didn't take long for him to get close.

He stretched out his palm, and Luo Xingchen could see clearly that his metal gloves were made of small pieces of metal connected together, rather than being forged as a whole.

It is precisely because of the connection of the small metal pieces that the resulting metal gloves are very flexible.

Qinglong stretched out his hand, and the power of his palm was like a tidal wave, surging wave after wave.

"Sir, please step back and I will stop him."

The speaker was Mo Anbai.

Mo Anbai is not a martial arts master, but her strength is close to that of a martial arts master.

She is no match for Qinglong, but she can still block Qinglong for a short time.

"Okay, come and try his strength."

Luo Xingchen nodded and stepped back.

"Step aside."

Qinglong's palm struck out with palm wind, and his metal palm allowed him to use his palm techniques at will. When he encountered Mo Anbai's sword, he didn't need to dodge, and directly reached out to grab the sword.

Mo Anbai also danced the sword flower to prevent Qinglong from grabbing the sword.

As long as she is caught by Qinglong, she will have to throw away the sword.

"snort!"

Qinglong snorted coldly and finally used the force field only available in the Grandmaster realm.

He found that conventional means could not capture the woman in front of him in a short period of time.

The force field created by his two palms has both the gentleness and the violence of the waves. His palm skills are originally related to water. When he was finally promoted to master, he did it through sensing the power of water.

Mo Anbai felt as if his body was stuck in a quagmire, his palms were stagnant, and he could hardly use his sword skills anymore.

Her heart sank.

If she continues, she may die at the hands of Qinglong.

Looking at Qinglong's moves, he left no room for error at all, he was just rushing to kill people.

"Don't be afraid, reinforcements are coming."

Just when Mo Anbai was in a dilemma, Luo Xingchen's voice came to his ears.

A figure appeared in front of her.

Her pressure suddenly eased.

"Chalcedony Sect Master Yushengyan!"

Qinglong's voice was solemn.

"That's right, I'm the one who teaches Qinglong from Persia. You're fine."

Yu Shengyan was dressed in white clothes, with a face like a crown jewel, and a smile on his face, as gentle and calm as if he were seeing an old friend.

"Aren't you at Sword Box Pass? Why do you appear here?"

Qinglong said doubtfully.

He felt that the current situation was out of his control.

The appearance of Yu Shengyan was beyond his expectation.

According to the information he received, none of the martial arts masters currently associated with Luo Xingchen should be here.

"Qinglong, Master Feng made an agreement with your Persian religion back then and was not allowed to come to the Central Plains. You broke the agreement."

Yu Shengyan did not directly answer Qinglong's words, but said calmly with a smile.

"When the sea changes, stones may be shattered. Can a promise last forever?"

Qinglong sneered and said: "Yushengyan, don't tell me about the agreement, just tell me about today's situation. Even if you come here, you can't save the defeat."

On the surface, there is nothing wrong with Qinglong's words.

The appearance of Yu Shengyan can only save Luo Xingchen's life. If you want to win this round, it is far from enough.

"Really?"

But Yu Shengyan still had a smile on her face and was calm and collected.

"No, that's what I said."

Qinglong cuts the iron path decisively.

"Look, what is that?"

Yu Shengyan suddenly pointed to the side.

Qinglong glanced subconsciously.

Smoke and dust billowed from the side, and a man and horse had already arrived.

Judging by their attire, one can tell that the people who came were General Chu Lanxiao and his party.

"How can it be?"

Qinglong finally said in shock.

He clearly arranged for manpower to stop it.

With the manpower he arranged, it was more than enough to stop Chu Lanxiao and others.

"Can't believe it? But this is the fact. All your people are dead. Do you think you can manipulate Mr. Luo Xingchen at will? He has already planned it in advance, and all your actions are under his control.

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Yu Shengyan smiled.

Qinglong looked at Yu Shengyan's smiling face, and the anger in his heart became even stronger. He wanted to hit Yu Shengyan's face with his fist and destroy his face.

But he couldn't do it.

Yu Shengyan is also a martial arts master, and he is still a martial arts master who has consolidated his realm and is very powerful.

In a fight with Yusheng Yanhuo, he was not sure of victory.

"Do it."

Qinglong glanced at Xinyuehu.

His bronze mask is quite tight, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

Xinyuehu understood what he meant and rushed towards Chu Lanxiao's group.

Now she is the only one who has a little more free time.

As long as she stops Chu Lanxiao and others for a while, Qinglong can rearrange his deployment and accumulate chances of victory.

However, as soon as she approached Chu Lanxiao's group, a long sword light struck from a distance.

Xinyuehu was so frightened that she turned over and hid behind her, barely avoiding being disemboweled.

Even so, there was still a knife mark left on her body.

Blood slowly seeped out along the wound.

"Haha, it's not bad, you can avoid my knife."

There was a burst of hearty laughter, and a man appeared on the field.

This man is tall, has a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows, and looks very powerful.

"Knife, sword demon!"

Xinyuehu said in panic.

She already recognized this man.

"Yo? You recognize me? Not bad."

The man smiled and said that he had a big knife in his hand. At this time, he stabbed the tip of the knife on the ground, pressed the handle of the knife with his palm, and looked at Xinyue Fox with interest.

"Sword Demon? Didn't you go to the East China Sea?" Qinglong glanced at the man while confronting Yu Shengyan.

"Yes, I have been to the East China Sea, and now I am back. The colorful world of the Central Plains is still fun." Sword Demon said with a smile.

"What does this have to do with you? Go and do your own thing."

Qinglong said dissatisfied.

It's simply funny. How could this sword demon, a moody person, get involved in such things?

"Originally it didn't matter, but I have an old friend who asked me to take care of his descendants, and I agreed."

"You understand what I promised. It must be done." Sword Demon said.

"What descendant?" Qinglong frowned, but actually he already had the answer in his heart.

"Okay, I can't care about what your Persian religion does, and I don't want to care about it. But when you are here today, you first asked me about the knife in my hand."

The sword demon tightened his grip on the handle of the sword.

"If nothing can be done, withdraw!"

Qinglong shouted loudly.

Sword Demon has already made his attitude clear. With the help of Sword Demon, a top master, they have no chance of winning. It would be better to retreat as soon as possible.

But how difficult would it be for them to retreat at this time?

"Don't let them get away."

Luo Xingchen shouted.
Chapter completed!