A hundred years ago, Chen Yang, a heaven-blessed genius, sacrificed his cultivation to successfully repel the alien demons.
Unexpectedly, with the passage of time and changing hearts, Chen Ya...
Why waste time on such an overconfident kid? Liu An pushed his hands hard, and his true energy surged like a storm. The snowflakes on the ground were rolled up to form a white whirlwind.
Chen Yang's eyes narrowed, and a sword with an icy glow suddenly appeared in his hand.
As the Seven Absolute Swords appeared, the overwhelming pressure made Liu An tremble slightly. He stared at the sword and clearly felt the powerful sword energy.
But in the end, I can't beat him.
Thinking of this, Liu An strengthened his true energy and attacked Chen Yang like thunder.
Chen Yang shook the tip of his sword, and the sword energy broke through the air, colliding with Liu An's true energy, making a sharp roar.
The strong shock wave blew the surrounding snowflakes into various places.
The Seven Deadly Swords drew out lightning, constantly cutting Liu An's true energy, and every cut made Liu An feel a sharp pain.
"No, this is impossible!" Liu An's face was full of disbelief.
He clearly felt that this person's realm was not high, not to mention that they were now near the Far North, without the Fire Pill, and all their energy would be used to resist the cold. How could he be so strong!
Chen Yang ignored the horror and disbelief in the other party's eyes, and the sword in his hand burst out with powerful sword energy again.
He discovered that the Ice Wolf Jade not only preserved the energy in his body, but also had a strengthening effect. He couldn't help but feel a little happy.
In his cold eyes, he knew that if the other party dared to kidnap Xue Qing, then no matter who he was, he would die today.
The Seven Absolute Swords roared continuously, and all the snowflakes on the ground began to fly.
The sword energy was like a violent storm, constantly attacking Liu An.
Cracks appeared in Liu An's Qi defense, and a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.
The true energy began to surge wildly, trying to resist Chen Yang's attack, but Chen Yang's sword energy was like a pervasive stream of water, constantly penetrating into his true energy defense.
The opponent's figure was getting closer and closer, and the sword light was flashing faster and faster. Liu An's eyes flashed, and he almost knelt down and begged for mercy, but the powerful attack did not even give him a chance to beg for mercy, so he could only escape.
Escape is the most important thing!
He suddenly slapped the ground with all his strength, and all the snowflakes on the ground surged up, and Xue Qing's body bounced up. Chen Yang hurriedly reached out and hugged her waist. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Liu An ran away.
The figure rose and fell, getting farther and farther away.
Chen Yang raised his hand, aimed at Liu An, and prepared to throw the Seven Swords, but he heard Xue Qing whimpering and her body softening. He hurriedly hugged her tighter and asked, "Are you okay?"
"I think I twisted my foot." Xue Qing said.
Chen Yang hurriedly asked Xue Qing to sit down. Her white and tender feet were already red from the cold, and her ankles seemed to be swollen.
The Ice Wolf Baoyu was stuffed into Xue Qing's hands.
"It's all my fault. I was careless." The tender little feet were pinched by a big hand, and then kept turning in circles gently.
Xue Qing pinched Baoyu, her face flushed: "You were so powerful just now."
Chen Yang exhaled lightly: "Fortunately, I have this precious jade."
I wonder what happened to the wolf princess?
Xue Qing stuffed the jade back into Chen Yang's hands and said, "Don't give me this treasure anymore. Do you hear me?"
Chen Yang shook his head: "No, you will freeze to death."
The temperature in Xifeng Town at night was lower than it had been half a day earlier, and there was even a cold wind that felt like a knife cutting on the face.
"It's okay for me. I'm still a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage after all. My energy is enough to withstand the cold."
Xue Qing wanted to say that this was a treasure given to her by her mother-in-law, but she thought that if she said that, Chen Yang would say that she was jealous, so she simply didn't say it.
Not far away, a jumping little donkey appeared. As soon as it discovered them, the little donkey became extremely fast and came to their side in almost a flash.
His big eyes were full of worry.
"Xiao Ling?" Chen Yang frowned.
Xiao Ling kept rubbing her head against his chest.
"Okay, stop blaming yourself. I'm not the same person I was before. The bad guy was almost killed by me."
Chen Yang knew it was apologizing to him.
Ever since Xiao Ling came to his side, he could translate all its movements and the words in its eyes word for word. The man and the beast were almost in telepathic communication.
"Xiao Ling, you are worthy of being Chen Yang's spirit beast. Even if you have lost your language now, you can always understand what you want to express." Xue Qing said with a slightly sour tone.
On the way to find Chen Yang, Xiao Ling was quite dependent on herself, but since meeting Chen Yang, everything changed. She was indeed an outsider.
Chen Yang smiled, pinched her little face, and then carried her on his back.
Xiao Ling's hooves softened, and she half-knelt down, motioning for Chen Yang and Xue Qing to ride on her together. Xue Qing shouted, "No, I want Chen Yang to carry me!"
Chen Yang smiled dotingly, rubbed Xiao Ling's furry head, and walked forward into the house.
The wind continued to blow and the snow continued to fly. Chen Yang carried Xue Qing on his back, with Xiao Ling following behind him, and walked on the hillside which was as bright as day and deserted.
The moon watched them quietly.
On his way back, Liu An discovered that there were several sword marks on his shoulders.
His Qigong skills may not make him invulnerable to swords and guns, but at least it can protect him from being hurt by ordinary sword energy. There is no problem with that. However, tonight he was actually cut by a sword, and the wound was not shallow.
There was a very deep sword mark near his neck, which made his heart tremble. If it was a little closer to his throat, or if his luck was a little worse, would he never come back tonight?
He quietly returned to the room and saw that Zhang Ping had fallen asleep with a very steady breathing. Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard the boy turn over.
He quickly hid in bed.
"Liu An, you're back. Where is that woman?" Zhang Ping asked vaguely.
"The woman was too hot-tempered. After I flirted with her, she got wild and ran away."
Hearing the sound from under the quilt, Zhang Ping's eyes suddenly widened.
He rolled over and sat up. "I like your hot temper, Liu An! Tell me quickly, where is that woman?"
Liu An hid in the bed and dared not show his head. He said, "Don't ask me. I'm sleepy now and I want to sleep."
"Sleep for a minute! Tell me what you did to that woman!" Zhang Ping pulled at Liu An's quilt, but Liu An held on tightly to prevent him from pulling it away.
As he was pulling, Zhang Ping's hand suddenly felt something wet and sticky. He lifted it up and saw that it was blood, bright red blood. He looked again and saw a lot of bloodstains on Liu An's quilt.
"You, you're bleeding!" he shouted.
Liu An hurriedly looked over and found that his blood was everywhere.
Zhang Ping stepped aside, his face full of confusion: "What happened? Don't tell me that woman can hurt you!"
Liu An saw that he could no longer hide it, so he lifted the quilt, lowered his eyes and said, "The man next to that woman is him."
"How is this possible!" Zhang Ping shook his head in disbelief.