Chapter 1204 Not afraid
It's not a problem for Yang Yiyi to face second-rate players now, but it's not that simple to beat first-rate masters.
And it just so happened that the four heavenly kings of the Sirius Sect were all top-notch masters, even the corpse king, who was the most squat among the four heavenly kings.
Not to mention others, Yang Yiyi once saw with her own eyes that the Flying Tiger King was besieged by Master Xuanci of Jingci Temple, Zhou Wenyi of Qijue Sect, and Taoist Priest Qingjingzi of Lingyun Temple, and escaped without any damage.
Even if the Poison Dragon King is weaker than the Flying Tiger King, he is probably not much weaker. A head-on conflict is very uncertain.
Wu Shaoyi and Qin Yan are also considered talented people among the younger generation, but their growth rate cannot keep up with the cheating Yang Yiyi. Yang Yiyi can only cope with one, and she can't even cope with it. Now there are two...
Yang Yiyi was at a loss, but Wu Shaoyi and Qin Yan both had the same idea in their minds.
No, we have to go!
As if he had read their thoughts, the Flying Tiger King lifted up, passed over the heads of the three people, and landed on the other side to block the way.
This light skill was still so exaggerated. Everyone only saw a shadow flashing past and couldn't see the movement clearly.
The Poison Dragon King chuckled: "Now that you're here, don't leave in a hurry. There won't be any trouble from the old woman from Tianjue Palace this time."
If Li Chengqi were present, he would definitely complain, sister, how many years older are you than Shen Qingluo, how can you have the shame to call her an old woman?
However, Li Chengqi happened to be away, which was where Yang Yiyi panicked the most.
This matter is outrageous to say. The four heavenly kings of the Sirius Sect are the highest-ranking and most capable people besides the leader. Instead of dealing with the masters from various sects who came in, you came to deal with the three little girls.
At this time, the Flying Tiger King clenched his fists and said to the somewhat panicked Yang Yiyi: "Little girl, you must have a long, jade-like thing on your body."
He actually knows Qingtian Book?
"How about handing over your things honestly and I let you go?"
After hearing this, Yang Yiyi stopped panicking and stared at the Flying Tiger King.
Not many people know the secret of the Qingtian Book, and even fewer people know that the Qingtian Book is in Yang Yiyi. Only those who can trust it know.
This matter is actually due to Li Chengqi's carelessness. He usually doesn't speak in front of outsiders, and when he does speak, he basically kills the other person.
However, both the Poison Dragon King and the Flying Tiger King heard Li Chengqi speak. They were both shocked at that time. It was obvious that they did not know what the Qingtian Book was at that time.
But now, the two of them came to ask for it at the same time. It was obvious that someone told them that the person speaking was not a monster, but the Qingtian Book.
This person is probably the leader of the Sirius Sect.
Qin Yan and Wu Shaoyi's minds turned around, but Yang Yiyi didn't. Besides, she didn't care about the reason.
For Yang Yiyi, the Qingtian Book is the most untouchable thing. Qin Yan was almost knocked to the ground by Yang Yiyi. Anyone who touches the Qingtian Book is seeking death.
So Yang Yiyi doesn't have any other thoughts in her mind now, only one.
The Sirius Sect wants Qingtian Shu, I have to kill them all!
No one can be left behind!
So she immediately put herself into position, every nerve in her body became tense, and she focused all her attention on the Flying Tiger King.
Yang Yiyi looks like a silly and naive little girl on the surface, but once provoked, her aura is still very terrifying.
The Flying Tiger King really felt as if he was being stared at by a dazzling white-fronted tiger. The unabashed and strong murderous intention penetrated into every inch of his body. There was no doubt that he would be torn apart if he showed even the slightest flaw. of crushing.
Even though they had a brief encounter, the Flying Tiger King was suddenly shocked as he had some mental expectations of Yang Yiyi's abilities.
Unconsciously, my nose was sweating slightly.
"Okay, okay! This is how it should be! This is how it should be! It seems that there are bloody people in the Central Plains! Hahahaha!"
The title Flying Tiger King, on the one hand, means that his Qinggong is like flying to the sky, and on the other hand, it means that not long after the Flying Tiger King started practicing martial arts, he actually killed a tiger with his own skills.
The tiger skin skirt on his body was a trophy at that time. No matter what enemies he encountered after that, there were very few that the Flying Tiger King could arouse his interest in. Because after facing the majesty of the real king of beasts, a person's aura is really nothing.
But this time, a little girl who was less than 1.7 meters actually reminded the Flying Tiger King of his own trembling in the face of tigers when he was young.
It’s exciting just to think about it!
He moved his hands, raised his feet and took a step forward.
The stone slab under his feet was shattered by the internal force, cracking silently, with a fierce fighting spirit.
"Silly tiger, don't forget the leader's instructions."
The Poison Dragon King reminded me, but the Flying Tiger King didn't care:
"I can't forget it, it's still early."
Is it still early?
Now that the martial arts community in the Central Plains has entered, are you sure it's still early?
The senior leaders of the Sirius Sect are obviously plotting something, but it is obvious that they will not say it out so readily.
It's like this. Yang Yiyi just needs to keep her head down and rush forward, but Qin Yan and Wu Shaoyi have more to think about.
In fact, Qin Yan and Wu Shaoyi were not allowed to think too much. The Poison Dragon King took off a small sachet from his waist:
"In that case, sister, I will play with you."
The sachet suddenly exploded like a bomb, and pink and purple dust and smoke instantly filled the air, looking like butterfly scales.
But both of them know that things that look gorgeous often represent extremely poisonous things.
The detoxifying pill provided by Taohuawu can be held under the tongue and can resist some toxins, but it is really unclear how long it can withstand it.
Wu Shaoyi immediately pulled Qin out of the wheelchair's fender with a click and pressed hard with his fingers.
——Buzz!
Along with the violent roar, the gradually spreading smoke was instantly squashed, preventing it from continuing to drift toward him.
"My sister is so handsome and has good musical skills. I'm so moved when I see her."
The Poison Dragon King's voice came from the smoke, but at the same time, a purple shadow suddenly appeared on Qin Yan's left side, and she seemed to be unconscious.
It wasn't until a sweet smell poured into his nose that Qin Yan pulled out the short knife from his waist and slashed at him as if he had just woken up from a dream.
The Poison Dragon King obviously did not fight hard. He took half a step back to avoid the blade. His chuckle actually melted into the air and disappeared completely in the eyes of Wu Shaoyi and Qin Yan.
The reaction of the two of them was quite fast. They immediately realized that they had been tricked and their eyes were no longer functioning.
So the two of them closed their eyes and listened to the slightest movement.
It's like dancing to the beat of a drum, dancing on the auditory nerve.
Wu Shaoyi has the advantage in this regard, but Qin Yan's fighting skills are not bad either. After all, he is a snitch, and opening locks in the dark is a standard skill.
It was obviously an empty place, so Qin Yan immediately turned around and stabbed it.
The Poison Dragon King seemed to have expected it, and he even clamped Qin Yan's short knife with his fingers very arrogantly.
"What? That's all you have?"
Before he finished speaking, Poison Dragon King saw a spinning black shadow hitting his face. After a closer look, he realized that it was actually Wu Shaoyi's wheelchair...
(End of chapter)