However, the next second, the smile on his face suddenly froze.
Dozens of silvery white threads actually pierced through his palms, blood immediately gushed out, and severe pain spread in his palms.
Then one of them shouted loudly: "Qi Yitian!"
It turned out that the person whose palm she pierced was called Qi Yitian.
Seeing this, her companions drew their swords and lunged at her. After several days of devilish training under Yan Ci, Leng Qingning's skills had greatly improved, and her escape skills had become superb. She immediately withdrew her silk thread and, like waving a silk ribbon, deflected the four of their swords.
The four of them subconsciously staggered back several steps until they hit the door and stopped.
The man who seemed to be the leader looked at them fiercely and said, "Let's go together. I don't believe this woman can get away with it." As for Yan Ci who was roasting by the fire nearby, the four of them never looked at him straight in the eyes from beginning to end. Yan Ci was simply regarded as a pretty boy by them.
Leng Qingning dodged the four of them quickly like a nimble monkey, swinging the purple brush to control the silver thread to draw across their bodies from time to time. The four of them were tortured, and their swordsmanship was useless. However, the hateful woman in front of them just chose not to confront them head-on.
Yan Ci roasted the snow wolf meat with great pleasure. The meat in his hands was golden and crispy, and the jumping flames made crackling sounds.
The training these two days was not in vain, this woman's skills are barely acceptable.
Despite the four men's superb swordsmanship, they were unable to catch Leng Qingning for a long time. Instead, their bodies were cut by the four silver lines, leaving small cuts and blood all over their bodies.
Shen Anting from the team said angrily: "You bitch, you dare to hurt me, you are looking for death!" The injured man's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
Leng Qingning took the opportunity to snatch the sword from his hand, and after taking his sword away, Leng Qingning was looking at his sword with disgust.
"Bah, such a broken sword, and you treat it as a treasure." She tapped the sword lightly with her index finger, and suddenly the sharp sword made a "crack" sound, and the sword body immediately broke into pieces, and the fragments fell to the ground.
Chen Anting was furious and kicked the fragments aside. As luck would have it, the fragments stopped in front of a pair of eyes.
The house beast opened its mouth and swallowed the fragments in one gulp, then immediately spat them out with a "puff", its big round eyes revealing a look of pain.
The disciples of the Cangjian Sect were so angry that they didn't notice these eyes. Little did they know that these eyes were looking at the owner of the sword with hatred. It was this hateful human who fed the blade into its mouth, and it would never forgive him!
Leng Qingning was immediately frightened. The sword was trying to hit her, and she didn't use any force at all, but the sword broke. A cold gaze came over her, and Leng Qingning looked up and met a pair of red eyes. It turned out that the gaze belonged to the owner of the sword.
The man's eyes suddenly turned red with anger. The sword cultivator's sword was their life, and the hatred of killing his wife was irreconcilable. He swung his fists like a madman and hit her like raindrops.
Leng Qingning was forced to dodge repeatedly, feeling ashamed. This person wasn't so powerful just now. He just broke his sword by accident, but he treated him like the murderer of his father. Was it really that serious?
A red flame came from behind. It was Qi Yitian who attacked her from behind. Feeling the scorching heat behind her, Leng Qingning leaned back immediately. The fireball brushed past her nose and hit the wall next to her. She saw that a piece of the wall was actually burnt.
"roar!--"
"What's that sound?" The house suddenly shook violently, and Qi Yitian and the other four were shocked.
A bloody mouth suddenly opened up under his feet, and a red tongue instantly rolled him into the mouth. After a few days, there was a shrill scream, and bright red blood burst out like fireworks, followed by the sound of flesh being chewed.
A healthy and living person was eaten in the blink of an eye.
"puff--"
The big mouth casually spat out a very long leg bone.
“It tastes terrible!”
The remaining three people, Chen Anding, were so frightened that they stared blankly at the leg bones on the ground for a while. After they came to their senses, their first reaction was to escape.
Just as they were about to push the door open and escape, the door was pulled outwards with great force, and Shen Anding fell into the snow outside.
The two younger brothers behind him wanted to escape, but their feet seemed to be stuck with glue, and no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't lift their feet.
The house beast stared at them with a pair of bloodshot eyes.
"Brother Chu, there is a wooden house here where we can stay. Fellow Daoist, are you okay?" Murong Shang grabbed Chen Anding who had fallen in the snow and pulled him into the wooden house.
Chu Xiangyu and his group of five went into the only wooden house in the snowy plain.
Chen Anting screamed at the top of his lungs, "No! I don't want to go in, I don't want to go in, there are man-eating demons in there, let me go!"
Chu Xiangyu frowned and said, "What man-eating devil?" He glanced indifferently at Yan Ci and Leng Qingning who were roasting by the fire, then looked at the two strange men standing on the ground in a daze, and his expression became alert.
The door behind him suddenly closed with a click. Wei Mingxuan pushed the door hard, but found that it seemed to be nailed shut and could not be opened no matter how hard he tried.
The delicate girl in the pink dress next to Chu Xiangyu approached him with a pale face and looked pitiful. "Brother Chu, there are man-eating devils here. I'm so scared." Her delicate hand unconsciously pulled his sleeve.
Chu Xiangyu: “…” He pulled her hand away indifferently, patted his sleeves in disgust, walked around her and came in front of Yan Ci.
Ling Shanshan looked at his departing back and stamped her feet in anger, gritting her teeth.
Seeing this, Wan Peng couldn't help but sigh and said, "Junior Sister Ling, there are many beautiful women out there, why do you have to rely on Senior Brother Chu?"
Ling Shanshan looked at Chu Xiangyu's back with a sinister look and said coldly, "Who I like is none of your business."
"Brother, may I borrow some fire to keep warm?" Suddenly, a figure appeared beside her. Leng Qingning raised her head and saw Chu Xiangyu standing beside her, looking at Yan Ci.
Yan Ci yawned lazily and said, "It's up to you."
"Thank you, brother!"
Chu Xiangyu took the torch and lit a fire in another corner of the house. The five people from Penglai Sect were all warming themselves by the fire in the corner. They subconsciously looked at the two teams of cultivators, Leng Qingning and Shen Anding.
Especially the expressions on the faces of Shen Anting and the other two were really interesting, as ugly as if they had seen a ghost.
"Brothers, what are these devils you were talking about just now?" asked Dong Ziqiang, who was always the talkative member of the team.
Seeing the Penglai Sect's group full of energy and high spirits, Chen Anding felt extremely jealous, and a dark idea suddenly grew in his heart.
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