The Record of Righteousness

However, Wan Qing showed a ruthless look on his face and pulled out the blade of the soldier beside him. He teleported in just one breath, and the blade went straight towards He Jiancheng and Yang Shixiang!

Seeing this situation, He Bayue and Ouyang Shaoling struggled in the rivers and lakes for decades and fought with countless people.

In this situation, I immediately realized what the eunuch was going to do, and I heard the two of them yell loudly at the same time:

"not good!"

"The eunuchs should not be so presumptuous!!!"

However, the distance between the two of them standing on the top step of the bluestone slab was very far compared to Wanqing.

What's more, He Bayue was the backbone of Wang Hao and could not move easily.

And how could Ouyang Shaoling's title of "Little Sword Immortal" be earned for nothing?

He glared angrily, and as if there was wind on the soles of his feet, he climbed down more than ten steps in one step.

Then he used his Qinggong with all his strength and gently tapped his toes on the backs of the soldiers lying on the ground.

Ouyang Shaoling was only a hundred feet away from Brother He Jiancheng, but Wan Qing's figure was faster!

He was not at a disadvantage in the slightest. Seeing that his demonic shadow was only ten feet away, Ouyang Shaoling couldn't help but be shocked that this boy's Qinggong was so good that it was no less than his own!

"You want to take someone hostage under my nose, how can you do that?!"

He roared with disdain, held the knife in his right hand and pointed it at the ghostly Wen Meng. He narrowed his two old eyes, and wrinkles piled up vertically but could not cover up the murderous intent all over his body.

But he saw the palm of his single withered hand tightening upwards to grasp the handle of the knife, and the blade was pointed directly at the head on the evergreen neck!

Then he let go of his left hand, and the white belt with a few traces of blood was soaked by the rain, but it couldn't stop him from turning his right hand into a palm and hitting the end of the knife handle with a sharp blow! !

The broken blade immediately let out a roar, breaking through the waves of air and heading straight towards the Wanqing!

At this time, the advantage of Sunflower Magic's extremely fast speed is once again revealed!

Wan Qing's figure was really like a ghost. Before the two brothers He Jiancheng and He Jiancheng could react, his portable knife was already in front of them!

The broken blade at his side came with a "swish" sound, and its speed was several times faster than his silver needle. He accurately predicted where Wanqing would appear at the next moment!

"You can't hide! You only have this chance! If you miss this opportunity, your life will be at risk!"

Wan Qing roared in his heart, and his face was wet with rain.

But he was even more fierce and determined as he rushed towards the two of them in a daze, not even looking back at the deadly blade!

He hurriedly took out a large number of silver needles with his right hand, and before he had time to mobilize enough internal strength of the sunflower, he swung it at the direction where the whistling remnant blade came from!

The duel between masters only lasts for a moment!

Although there were many silver needles, the power of the remaining blade was somewhat reduced.

But it was just a drop in the bucket for that fierce and powerful force!

The next moment he took a breath, Wanqing suddenly turned slightly sideways, and the edge of the broken blade cut across his figure with a "swish" sound!

A stream of blood spurted out from the arm, and then it split into a wound that was so deep that the bones were visible!

In an instant, blood dripped down his sleeves and arms. Even so, he took advantage of such a good opportunity. Wan Qing smiled instead of angry and suddenly stepped between the two of them.

Just because the blade in his hand was already pressed against the neck of the frightened He Jiancheng!

A trace of blood appeared, and the three fingers of his other hand formed into claws. His arms strangled Yang Shixiang's neck and clamped down hard on Yang Shixiang's throat, causing the latter's face to turn red.

Wan Qing's treacherous plan succeeded, and he got two useful hostages. He felt that the crisis was relieved by three points, and he couldn't help but feel a little more proud in his heart. He couldn't help laughing wildly:

"Hahahaha, old guy, you are a step too slow after all!"

But seeing that Ouyang Shaoling was only a short distance away from Wanqing, Qinggong was forced to stop and stand in the wind and rain, ready to move. The latter threatened in a stern voice:

"Don't come here! If you come here again, we'll kill them!"

Even though He Jiancheng and Yang Shixiang were in danger, they were still dishonest and said angrily:

"Uncle Ouyang! Master, don't worry about us. This man is guilty of atrocities. Just take action! Everyone is mortal, so what's the point of fear!?"

"Master! Don't worry about us! The two senior sisters and Xiao An are still dead. Let's get rid of these evil thieves and take revenge!"

"Shut up!"

Wan Qing frowned and tightened his arms, pressing the right edge of the blade firmly against He Jiancheng's neck.

With just a slight movement, a bloody opening was opened. The three fingers on the left hand tightly pinched Yang Shixiang's throat, causing him to swallow the words he wanted to curse and cough, which made his face turn red.

Seeing that his only two remaining apprentices were also turned into hostages.

He Bayue suppressed his anger, his face was as frosty, and the sword in his hand pressed forward step by step, cutting a bloody streak on Wang Hao's neck.

"That eunuch, let me go and let my apprentice go! Otherwise, I will take the head of your supervisor's dog!"

"Let him let my apprentice go quickly, or else"

Wang Hao's black gauze hat had been lost long ago.

Although he was kneeling there obediently, he was unexpectedly confident.

At this time, he expected that He Buyue would not dare to defeat the enemy easily, so this moment was very different from the frightened appearance before.

"Wanqing! Well done!"

"Hahahahaha, old thief, do you think I'm stupid?"

"Isn't it true that if I let your disciple and I be in your hands, I will let you do whatever I want? Now that the situation has changed, it's evened out!"

At this time, Wan Qing spoke in a gloomy tone.

"Don't panic, Lord Supervisor. As long as this old thief dares to touch you, I will send his good disciple to the West immediately!"