Feng Qing and the other two looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man with a powerful aura and a face full of flesh walking towards them step by step.

Qu Xiaoyao took out a handful of talismans and threw them at the man, "Go!" He had noticed this man before. He was the most cruel one among the group. His method of killing was appalling.

"Boom boom boom!" The talismans exploded one after another, but the man was unharmed.

"You think you can hurt me with this kind of thing? Hahaha..." The man laughed, his sinister eyes full of ridicule towards Feng Qing and the other two, and bloodthirsty murderous intent.

He licked his lips, which seemed to still have a hint of blood, which was also his favorite taste.

Seeing Feng Qing and Lu Xuanye standing there motionless, Qu Xiaoyao gritted his teeth, turned around and ran. After running a few steps, he stopped again and said, "Forget it, let's die!"

He turned around and returned to Feng Qing and Lu Xuanye, drawing his weapons. There are so many strong people outside, he may not be able to escape, so dying with them will mean he has companionship.

Lu Xuanye took a step forward and raised his hand. A silver light appeared in his hand, and a chilling chill surged out. It was an outburst of murderous intent, an absolute breath of death.

"This... this is the Xuan-Yuan Sword!" The man opened his eyes wide in shock, then after he came to his senses, he turned around and ran away. The Xuanyuan Sword is an ancient artifact. Not to mention that he is in the early stage of tribulation, even if he has ascended to become an immortal, he may not be able to withstand the attack of the Xuanyuan Sword.

How could Lu Xuanye let the other party escape? He swung the cold light of the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, and the escaping man instantly turned into a ball of blood mist.

"Wow!" Qu Xiaoyao opened his mouth in shock, his eyes full of disbelief. Did he hug my thigh?

Lu Xuanye raised his hand to take the man’s storage ring, handed it to Feng Qing, and walked towards the deck.

Feng Qing followed Lu Xuanye.

Qu Xiaoyao hurriedly followed the two. Only by following them can he save his life.

The deck was in a mess, with broken limbs everywhere, and only a few monks were still fighting hard.

"Xiao Qing'er, stay here and wait for me for a while." Lu Xuanye rubbed Feng Qing's hair and walked towards the deck. With him around, there is naturally no need for Xiao Qing'er to do anything.

"Okay." Feng Qing smiled and looked at Lu Xuanye's back. She absolutely believed in Aye's strength.

When the monks who hijacked the ship saw Lu Xuanye and the other two, they smiled amusedly, "There are actually people who are looking for death, hahahaha..."

"Brothers, let's have some fun with them."

"That female nun is pretty. Let's keep her for now and finish together. Hehehe..."

Lu Xuanye's eyes suddenly turned cold, revealing a bloodthirsty murderous intent. He swung the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand and swept it towards the monks who were talking, carrying an absolute breath of death.

The faces of those monks changed and they tried to escape, but it was too late.

In an instant, the entire deck was filled with sword beams, like Asura Hell, filled with murderous aura and screams one after another.

The corners of Lu Xuanye's lips curled up slightly, exuding contempt and cold-bloodedness. You dare to set your sights on Xiao Qing'er? Damn it!

Qu Xiaoyao rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not hallucinating, and shook his head in disbelief, "Too strong!" You know, among these people there are several Mahayana cultivators.

Lu Xuanye put away the Xuanyuan Sword, stretched out his hand, and more than a dozen storage rings flew into his hand. He turned around, and the moment he saw Feng Qing, the coldness in his eyes was like winter snow meeting the warm sun, turning into a trace of tenderness.

Walking forward, Lu Xuanye handed the storage rings in his hand to Feng Qing.

Feng Qing smiled slightly and put away the storage ring. They are husband and wife, so there is no need to be polite.

"Let's take that ship." Lu Xuanye took Feng Qing's hand and walked towards the large ship of the hijacking monks. The ship is in a mess now, and he will not let Xiao Qing'er ride on such a ship.

Qu Xiaoyao hurriedly followed.

The remaining few monks also followed.

The ship that the pirates used was very large and even more luxurious than the one they had been on before.

"You guys divide it among yourselves." After Lu Xuanye said this to Qu Xiaoyao and the others, he pulled Feng Qing away. He had just scanned the area with his spiritual sense, and there was only one room in the entire ship that his spiritual sense could not penetrate.

When they arrived at the room, they found that there was an eight-level defense formation in the room.

Lu Xuanye sacrificed several formation flags. As the formation flags fell, there was a "click" sound, and the defense formation of the room was broken.

Pushing open the door, Feng Qing and Lu Xuanye saw a cage in the room. Inside the cage was a spirit beast. It was snow-white in color and had a pair of ice-blue eyes.

The moment Feng Qing saw the spirit beast, she thought of Lieyan. This spirit beast looked almost exactly like Lieyan.

"Flame, is it your relative?"

Lieyan came out of the space, jumped in front of the cage, and looked into the eyes of the spirit beast in the cage.

The eyes of the spirit beast in the cage were slightly red, "You...you are Brother Lieyan."

"Do you know me?" Lieyan looked at the spirit beast in the cage in surprise. The memory in its mind started from the time when it saw Feng Qing undergoing the thunder tribulation. As for who it is? Where are you from? It has no impression at all.

"Brother Lieyan, have you lost your memory?" The spirit beast in the cage shed tears.

Lieyan nodded, grabbed the bars of the cage with his two claws, and pulled hard, creating a hole in the cage for the spirit beast to get out.

The spirit beast crawled out of the cage, threw itself into Lieyan's arms, and burst into tears, "Brother Lieyan, our tribe was wiped out, and all the people in our tribe were sold by them." Thinking of the tragic experiences it had experienced over the years, it burst into tears.

Lieyan patted the spirit beast's back somewhat stiffly, "Don't cry, tell me everything." It is now a sixth-level spirit beast, and ordinary cultivators in the Tribulation Crossing Stage may not be its opponent.

The spirit beast sniffed, "We are the Teng Snake Clan, and you are the young master of the Teng Snake Clan. A thousand years ago, you suddenly disappeared. In order to find you, the king and queen sent out countless troops. As a result, the tribe was short of troops and was taken advantage of. After the enemy occupied the Teng Snake Clan, they humiliated us in every way. The king and queen could not bear the humiliation and chose to self-destruct. I was sold to an auction house by those people, and after many twists and turns, I came here and have been locked in a cage ever since."

Lieyan's face was so dark that ink could almost drip out. His fists were clenched so tightly that they made a crackling sound. "Do you know who they are?"

The spirit beast shook its head.

"Do you know where the Teng Snake Clan is?"

The spirit beast shook its head. It had been locked up in a dark place before. It only vaguely remembered that someone carried it into a teleportation array. It was not until it was sent to the auction house that it saw the light of day again. Fortunately, it has found brother Lieyan now.