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Chapter 330

Words:2442Update:22/07/01 09:30:43

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The golden-robed youth was Jiang Feihe. Liu Qingge disembarked from the ship. His movements were a little secretive, which aroused his curiosity.

In his eyes, since Feng Yuantu had taken a liking to Qiu Qingge, Qiu Qingge should never be in contact with other men.

Therefore, Jiang Feihe brought his men all the way here to see what Liu Qingge was up to.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered, he saw Qiu Qingge secretly meeting with a man.

Jiang Feihe, on the other hand, was a little excited. If there was nothing, wouldn't he have made a wasted trip? He wasn't afraid of trouble, but he was afraid that it wouldn't be lively and interesting enough.

Liu Qingge suddenly turned into a head full of white hair. Not only was Jiang Feihe not afraid, but he felt that it was very interesting. Only then did he ask.

Jiang Feihe did not know the severity of the situation, but the guards that followed him were all experts. They had sharp eyes and knew that something was wrong with one look.

Seeing that Liu Qingge had come with ill intentions, Feng Yi, who was standing next to Jiang Feihe, became anxious. He fiercely pulled Jiang Feihe behind him and unsheathed his sword. Holding it across his chest, he shouted, "Master Liu, we are here to help you, we have no ill intentions … …"

Normally, Qiu Qingge would be afraid of the power of the Feng Family. However, her Heartless Heavenly Book suddenly collapsed and she went berserk. She couldn't remember anything and her heart was only filled with endless sorrow. Why would he care about the Feng family or the Jiang family?

Liu Qingge didn't say a word as he charged straight at Feng Yi. Her white hair fluttered in the wind, and her blood-red eyes blazed with killing intent. However, the way she pounced was as graceful as a dancer, and there was a kind of delightful elegance to her.

Feng Yi didn't dare to be careless, as one of the Feng Family's chief stewards, he was a seventh-tier powerhouse. Due to his Martial Spirit's intuition, he sensed that Liu Qingge was in danger.

"Let's go …" Feng Yi realized that the situation was more serious than he had imagined and hurriedly pushed Jiang Feihe.

The powerful palm force propelled Jiang Feihe out like an arrow leaving the bow.

The other two guards also realized that something was wrong and drew their swords at the same time.

Both of them were Type 6 experts, not much weaker than a Type 7 expert. Together with Feng Yi's Ternary Formation, they could raise their battle prowess to the extreme.

The most important duty of the Feng Clan was to kill demon beasts, pirates, and guard the borders of the Jiang Country.

Compared to the ease and wealth of the Jiang Country's royal family, the members of the Feng Family had joined the army to fight ever since they reached adulthood. The fighting strength of the Feng Family's navy could be ranked in the top three of the Jiang Country's navy.

The few guards that followed Jiang Feihe were all experienced in battle. Even when they were ambushed, they did not panic and quickly made the most logical response.

With Feng Yi in the lead, the Triple Elemental Formation was formed. The three of them, who were standing in a triangle, connected their elemental Qi together, emitting a faint green light.

The Ternary Formation could be used for both offense and defense. It had both offense and defense, yet it was simple and practical.

Once the arrays were completed, their aura immediately increased.

Although Liu Qingge's mind was not clear, his intuition in terms of martial arts had instead risen sharply. Her pouncing momentum slowed down a little.

Gao Zhengyang, who was in the room, was also amazed. This Ternary Formation was truly not simple. The few of them were experienced and calm. Clearly, they were elites who had been through hundreds of battles.

The three of them were clearly far inferior to Liu Qingge in terms of strength, but when they stood in formation, their momentum was actually a bit stronger.

Of course, this was also because Liu Qingge rarely fought. Although his martial arts were high, compared to these experts who had been through hundreds of battles, he was a bit less fierce.

Gao Zhengyang was a bit interested. He pulled Jiang Yueyi's small hand and walked out of the room to watch the battle.

Liu Qingge's hatred was hard to vent. Although the opponent's aura was strong, it was not enough to scare her.

She pointed the green bamboo flute in her hand, and a wave of vitality that was as sharp as a sword shot out from the flute, piercing straight towards Feng Yi.

Feng Yi could also see that something was wrong with Liu Qingge, so he was not surprised that she attacked. The longsword in his hand moved horizontally, easily blocking the sword-like vitality.

This kind of release of vitality was not much of a threat to experts of the same level, but it consumed a lot more vitality. If a martial artist wanted to deal with an expert of the same level, the most important method was to fight in close combat.

Liu Qingge seemed to have realized this and gave up on activating her vitality. The bamboo flute turned, and like a ball of jade light, it enveloped Feng Yi.

Feng Yi calmly raised his sword, and the bright sword tip accurately slashed at the bamboo flute. The level seven sword was extremely sharp, and the bamboo flute was immediately cut into two.

The half of the bamboo flute that flew out was cut into pieces by the flying sword qi in midair.

Feng Yi's sword succeeded, and he also tested that although Liu Qingge's strength was strong, it was a mess, and could not truly use her strength.

He realized that this was an opportunity, and immediately took the opportunity to attack.

Frequently fighting on the battlefield, Feng Yi's martial arts were simple and direct, and would not be as complicated as Liu Qingge's. His sword stabbed straight at Liu Qingge's chest, and there were no other tricks.

At the side, Gao Zhengyang could not help but nod.

This kind of martial art that was used to fight on the battlefield was of course suitable, but in a small area, this kind of move lacked variation, and could easily be seen through by the enemy.

Feng Yi's cultivation was not high, but every move and move was brought to the point of perfection. It was a simple sword move, but the timing of its execution was extremely exquisite, and did not give Liu Qingge any chance to retreat.

From this point, Feng Yi's and Gao Zhengyang's fighting styles were extremely similar. The difference was that Gao Zhengyang had long reached the realm of turning complexity into simplicity, and had reached perfection.

The moves looked simple, but the variations inside were endless. This was something that Feng Yi could not compare to.

Feng Yi's steady and ruthless counterattack made Liu Qingge feel threatened. Without thinking, she raised her hand and threw out the remaining half of the flute, and with a flip of her jade hand, her slender white fingers clasped onto the sword edge.

Feng Yi's eyes turned cold, this Liu Qingge was seeking death. Through the three elements formation, not only could he gather the strength of the three people, he could also use the formation to stimulate their potential.

In this kind of competition of brute force, even if Liu Qingge was level eight, she would not be able to gain an advantage. Moreover, the essence in her body was chaotic, doing this was seeking her own death.

Since they had already shed all pretense of cordiality, Feng Yi did not have any thoughts of holding back. If he could not kill Liu Qingge, when she came back to her senses, it would be their bad luck.

When Feng Yi activated the sword with killing intent, Liu Qingge's five fingers suddenly moved, lightly tapping the bright sword edge.

"Ding ding ding …"

The sword edge gave off a crisp sound, the sound rising and falling, like the five notes of the palace, the merchant, the horn, and the feather.

Feng Yi naturally did not have the mood to bother with these five notes, he only felt that the essence coming from the other's fingertips was strange, all tapping on the points where the essence changed, the five fingers lightly tapping, completely dispersing the power he had gathered on the sword.

If it was said that the originally united elite soldiers had now become a pile of loose sand. They were no longer a threat to the enemy.

Feng Yi was greatly shocked, but the sword was tightly gripped. His and Liu Qingge's auras were linked, letting go now was equivalent to surrendering, life and death were in the hands of the other.

The other two sensed that something was wrong, and without hesitation attacked Liu Qingge at the same time.

"A night in the small building listening to the spring rain …"

Liu Qingge did not retreat, her slender fingers lightly tapping on the sword edge rhythmically, her mouth softly chanting.

The sound of the tapping on the sword edge was like the spring rain hitting the green roof tiles, dense and subtle, seemingly very clear, but if one listened carefully, they would not be able to hear it clearly.

Feng Yi and the others did not play music, and did not really understand the meaning of the poem. But for some reason, they all seemed to see a scene. "In the quiet night, the spring rain pattered, in a small building, a man and a woman leaned against each other, quietly listening to the spring rain."

The bright and beautiful spring scenery, with an indescribable beauty, was imprinted in everyone's heart without any resistance.

Even Jiang Yueyi, who was at the side, had a bit of red appear on her pale face, the corners of her mouth involuntarily curling up.

But just as she smiled, she discovered that Feng Yi and the other two's movements had paused, a strange and serene smile on their faces, and they slowly fell to the ground.

Seeing that all of their auras had been cut off, they could not be more dead.

This also caused Jiang Yueyi's rippling smile to freeze.

"Exquisite." Gao Zhengyang clapped his hands and praised.

Although Liu Qingge looked crazy, this poem had used the spirit to control the Qi, and had reached an extremely profound realm.

Feng Yi and the others were good at fighting, but in the face of this amazing martial art, they could not withstand a single blow.

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