At this moment, Chen Qingyang poured the strength of his body into his right fist without reservation, and the domineering power of the Overlord Fist was exerted to the extreme by Chen Qingyang.

Feeling the violent power contained in Chen Qingyang's fists, Mo Yunfei's expression was slightly shocked.

It was not because Chen Qingyang's fist could threaten him, but because he clearly felt that Chen Qingyang was only in the middle stage of the transformation of the spirit, but he could punch out a full punch comparable to a warrior in the early stage of the Ningjin stage.

This is really incredible!

boom!

Mo Yun stood in front of him with a sword flying across the sword, and Chen Qingyang's fist hit the big knife made of force, making a deafening trembling sound.

Mo Yunfei's body shook slightly and was knocked back three steps.

Chen Qingyang was even more embarrassed, and the power of the countershock directly shocked him and staggered back seven or eight meters before stabilizing his body.

Li Qingluan's body flashed and she came to Chen Qingyang in an instant, blocking him.

"Qingyang, we are not his opponents, we can leave each one!" Li Qingluan said with a very gloomy voice to Chen Qingyang.

Mo Yunfei's realm is only in the middle stage of Condensing Jin, but his strength is far stronger than that of the average Condensing Jin. I'm afraid that even when facing the strong men in the late stage of Condensing Jin, he can still be invincible within a hundred moves.

Unless Li Qingluan's strength has completely recovered at this moment, he will never be his opponent.

Chen Qingyang shook his numb right arm, a slightly ferocious smile appeared on his face, and said, "I said I would take you away alive, and I will definitely do it."

Li Qingluan frowned and said, "Now is not the time to show off. His strength is almost as good as the late stage of Ningjin. We will never be his opponent. If you survive, you can at least avenge me."

"That may not be true. Sister Qingluan, please try your best to help me consume his power. I am confident of killing him." Chen Qingyang whispered.

Li Qingluan did not look back, but an undetectable look of surprise flashed across her face.

"Are you really sure?" Li Qingluan asked.

"Don't forget that the ghost hand also died in my hands." Chen Qingyang said lightly.

Hearing this, Li Qingluan's body shook slightly. Although the ghost hand was seriously injured before, its combat power was not weaker than that of ordinary warriors in the early stage of Condensing Jin. Chen Qingyang could kill him in the early stage of Transformation Jin and was seriously injured. Li Qingluan was full of doubts, but he didn't have time to ask.

Maybe Chen Qingyang really has a trump card that is enough to kill Mo Yunfei!

"Okay." Li Qingluan didn't say a word of nonsense, and a long sword condensed in her hand again, her pale face covered with a layer of cold murderous intent.

"Don't show off." Chen Qingyang took a deep breath and said. He knew that Li Qingluan's physical condition was very bad, but without her help to consume Mo Yunfei's power, he would not be able to kill Mo Yunfei with his own strength.

Li Qingluan nodded slightly, her eyes suddenly condensed, and then rushed towards Mo Yunfei with a sound.

"act recklessly."

Mo Yunfei slashed with a knife, like a real sword light, slashing towards Li Qingluan from the air.

The sword light slashed through the night sky and burst out with a dazzling light. The sharp and domineering sword force made Chen Qingyang's body in the distance tremble.

"You must resist!" Chen Qingyang roared in his heart, and at the same time swallowed a mouthful of healing medicine to keep his state at its peak.

The medicinal power of the healing sacred medicine has a great effect on healing injuries, but it has little effect on restoring the strength in the body, but it is better than nothing. After all, the force consumed by Chen Qingyang's use of the Fentian Seal is too huge. The thicker his internal strength, the more terrifying his power is.

Facing Mo Yunfei's fierce sword, Li Qingluan's face was not filled with panic. She saw her holding a long sword in her hand and waving quickly in the air. For a moment, the sword shadows appeared in the sky, like a rain curtain falling, covering half of the sky.

Li Qingluan was taught by Wing Chun, but few people knew that she had been guided by a master with excellent swordsmanship and had cultivated her superb swordsmanship, and her power was even higher than Wing Chun Fist.

When she faced Ghost Hand, she had no chance to use this sword technique and was seriously injured.

Now that she is fighting seriously injured, she can only use one sword move.

The sword rain in the sky blocked Mo Yunfei's sword light. In the rain, a dazzling sword light suddenly flashed, piercing Mo Yunfei's eyebrows.

Mo Yunfei's face changed rapidly. He could feel the terrifying power contained in Li Qingluan's harsh sword light, as if it could penetrate the space, making his pores wide open, his scalp numb, and his whole body felt like he fell into a thousand-year-old ice cave.

Sword move - Jinghong!

This is the strongest sword that Li Qingluan can play at the moment. If it is at its peak, even a master at the peak of the Condensation Power like Ghost Hand would not dare to ignore its sharpness.

Mo Yunfei's whole old face became extremely distorted, and he frantically used all his strength to pour into the big sword in his hand. He did not retreat at all. The big sword that condensed all his strength, and a solid sword slashed out from the void, confronting Li Qingluan's sword light.

"boom!"

A vast and powerful light suddenly appeared in the sky, like thunder flashing, making people unable to look directly.

The sword energy and sword energy were crisscrossing. The trees on both sides of the road were cut off in an instant, and countless sword marks and cracks were added to the surrounding land. It was a mess.

Li Qingluan was shaken by the raging waves of air, like a kite with a broken string, and her red dress had already stained with blood and became more gorgeous.

Chen Qingyang rushed forward with great strides and hugged Li Qingluan steadily the moment she fell to the ground.

"Sister Qingluan!" Chen Qingyang shouted with red eyes, stuffing a healing pill into her mouth as quickly as possible.

However, this time Li Qingluan's injuries were too serious, and she had taken the healing medicine, so the effect was not obvious, and her breath was still extremely weak, but she finally saved her life.

"Qingyang, I'll do my best!" Li Qingluan said with a wry smile on her pale and bloodless face.

"I know, I will let him pay the price of his life next time." Chen Qingyang said with gritted teeth. The murderous intent had already blinded his eyes.

This was the second time he saw Li Qingluan seriously injured and fell in front of him. The ghost hand was dead, and Mo Yunfei would definitely not be able to escape.

"I believe you." Li Qingluan smiled sweetly. She wanted to reach out to touch Chen Qingyang's face, but in the end she hung down weakly and fainted.

Chen Qingyang placed Li Qingluan behind a big tree, just in the blind spot of the sniper.

Next is the killing moment!

Chen Qingyang slowly walked out from behind the big tree and looked directly at Mo Yunfei in front of him.

In order to block Li Qingluan's sword, Mo Yunfei almost exhausted 50% of the power in his body, his face turned slightly pale, and his mentality was also under a considerable shadow, and his body was still trembling.

"Boy, you have missed the best opportunity to escape. I will send you on the road first, and then let Li Qingluan go down to accompany you." Mo Yunfei grinned and a big knife condensed in his hand again.

Even if there is only 50% of the power left, it is more than enough to deal with a young man in the middle stage of Huajin.
Chapter completed!