Just when Wan Wan and Shi Feixuan were locked in a stalemate, the Passionate Young Master, Hou Xibai, fought against the red-haired woman again.
The red-haired woman might be pretty good, but when she fought against Hou Xibai, it was clear that she was much weaker. After ten moves, she was suppressed by Hou Xibai.
But the situation soon took a turn for the better.
A figure covered in blood crashed through the window of a restaurant and staggered before he fell on the empty street.
The monk was the NPC targeted by the purple-haired man of the Twin Female and Male Demons in the restaurant. However, when he saw Shi Feixuan on the roof, her expression changed. "Master Qing Yuan!" She cried out in surprise and wanted to come down to help, but Wan Wan held her back tightly. "Senior sister, where are you going?"
…
"Haha! Bald donkey, die! "
At the same time, a black shadow shot out from inside!
With an arrogant shout, the purple-haired man pounced on the monk who had fallen on the ground. He did not stop, and his black jade-like palm struck down violently with a fierce palm-generated wind.
"Get lost!"
Hou Xibai's reaction was not just fast. He flicked his wrist, and Beauty Fan was opened. Like a hidden weapon, it spun in the air and shot at the purple-haired man behind him.
The fierce face of the fan did not lose to a divine weapon. When the purple-haired man sensed the sharpness of the fan, he was forced to forcefully stop his attack.
Master Qing Yuan was fine, but a scene that surprised countless onlookers appeared.
Hou Xibai was just about to rescue Qing Yuan, who was drenched in blood, when suddenly, an extremely cold glint appeared behind him. His body swayed, and a shocking stream of blood bloomed from his shoulder.
"Yang Xuyan!"
With a cry of surprise, Hou Xibai swiftly put away his Beauty Fan and quickly tapped the air a few times. Finally, he forced out the person who had secretly injured him.
He was a man dressed in black armor and had a handsome face, but he was filled with endless coldness!
Shadow Assassin, Yang Xuyan.
Four of the youngest elites in Twin of Brothers appeared in one go. They were the Passionate Young Master, Shadow Assassin, Clear Sword, and Yin Weed Witch.
Hou Xibai was injured, and Qing Yuan was heavily injured. They were in a dangerous situation, while Shi Feixuan was held back by Wan Wan and could not break free.
"Hou Xibai, break out with Master Qing Yuan! I'll protect you! "
"Still want to leave?"
Right when Shi Feixuan said those words, Yang Xuyan and the Twin Female and Male Demons surrounded Hou Xibai and Qing Yuan and blocked their paths. "Both of you won't be able to leave."
Although Hou Xibai's shoulder had stopped bleeding, it seemed that his injuries were not light. His battle prowess had dropped a little. Now, he had to fight one against three, and he had to bring another person to break out of the encirclement. Although he had the heart, he did not have the strength.
Monk Qing Yuan had clearly noticed this as well, and he smiled sadly.
"Buddha said, 'If I don't enter hell, who will?' Sir Hou, Miss Shi, you don't have to worry about me, but I don't want the key to Eunuch Yang's Warehouse to fall into the hands of the evil cult. "As he spoke, he brought out a box from his bosom.
"Hand it over and I'll leave your corpse intact."
Yang Xuyan's tone was cold. He stared at the box in Qing Yuan's hands with a burning gaze.
"Dream on."
"Courting death!"
Yang Xuyan's expression changed, and the thin sword in his hand suddenly turned into a black snake. He quietly and swiftly stabbed at Qing Yuan to prevent any accidents from happening.
But right at this moment, a sigh sounded out of nowhere.
"Ding!"
At the moment Yang Xuyan's sinister and swift sword glare touched Qing Yuan, it was deflected by a finger-generated wind that came from an unknown place.
The momentum of his sword froze, and the second finger-generated wind arrived at his body.
"Urk!"
Thud thud thud!
The invisible finger-generated wind struck Yang Xuyan's body. Under everyone's gazes, he shuddered and took a few steps back.
"Who is it?!"
The Twin Female and Male Demons were shocked.
At the same time the purple-haired man shouted in anger, he swiftly struck Qing Yuan with an incredibly ruthless palm strike. He originally thought that the quest was too easy, but when the person hiding in the dark attacked, he immediately knew that he could not give the other party any time or chance.
However …
He was very fast, but the person hiding in the dark seemed to have noticed his actions beforehand. Another finger-generated wind arrived in front of him.
Before the purple-haired man could strike, the fierce finger-generated wind crashed violently against his jade-black palm with a power he could not hope to fight against.
"Ah!"
The purple-haired man cried out in pain as if he had been struck by lightning. His body staggered a few steps in an exaggerated fashion before he regained his footing. He clenched his trembling palm tightly, and for the first time, fear appeared in his eyes.
When the red-haired woman saw that the purple-haired man was at a disadvantage, a grave expression that had never appeared on her face before appeared on her face. She suppressed the urge to attack Qing Yuan and did not dare to repeat the same mistake.
"Who are you? Do you dare show yourself?!"
Yang Xuyan's expression was very unpleasant. He could sense that the circulation of his qi and blood was under the other party's control. It was as if he could not hide his actions from the mysterious elite. He looked around the restaurants around him with a solemn expression, as if he was trying to find the person who attacked him.
"Why are you acting so sneakily and not showing yourself? Could it be that you have something you can't show yourself to others?" While the red-haired woman spoke, she quietly brought out a poisonous needle that was as thin as a cow's hair from her sleeves.
But right when she was about to attack, the finger-generated wind appeared again.
"Ah!"
A bloody hole appeared on the red-haired woman's arm, and she instantly lost all strength in her arm. The poisonous needle also fell from her sleeves to the ground, and her pretty and charming face instantly contorted. She had truly turned pale.
When the purple-haired man saw that the red-haired woman's condition was even worse than his, a thought appeared in his head, and he quickly said, "Don't attack anymore. It might be a Myth Realm elite. If you provoke him again, his next attack might take our lives."
He could tell that while the person hiding in the dark did not show himself, every single time he attacked, his strength would become stronger. To Yang Xuyan, it was a warning. To him, it was to force him back. To the red-haired woman, it was to heavily injure her, and she had one of her arms crippled.
If they attacked again, they would not know which part of their bodies the bloody hole would appear.
Their respect and fear toward the mysterious elite finally made them completely get rid of their thoughts of attacking Qing Yuan.
Hou Xibai reacted very quickly. When he saw that the three enemies were intimidated by the mysterious elite, he went forward to support Qing Yuan without hesitation, tapped against the ground, and shot into the distance.
Right when Yang Xuyan's hands moved, his ears suddenly twitched, and he stopped moving!
Thud! Thud!
Two small holes appeared on the wall of the restaurant behind him.
Yang Xuyan's expression instantly turned even darker. If he had moved just now, the two small holes would have appeared on his body.
Even Yang Xuyan was suppressed to the point that he did not dare move, and the Twin Female and Male Demons did not dare act recklessly either. They could only watch as Hou Xibai brought the heavily injured Qing Yuan away. They did not dare move even after a long time had passed. They stared at one of the restaurants warily, and hesitation as well as wariness shone in their eyes.
"Sister Wan Wan, thank you for your hospitality today. Please wait."
When she saw that Qing Yuan had left with the help of the mysterious elite, Shi Feixuan felt much more at ease. She swung her sword and easily forced Wan Wan back. Then, like a cloud, she shot past a few buildings and vanished without a trace.
Wan Wan did not chase after her. She turned her head around, tapped against the ground with her bare feet, and drifted to the second floor of a restaurant. She appeared in front of a man with a Bamboo Hat who was drinking by himself.
The second floor instantly fell silent. Some of the martial artists who had been leaning against the windows to watch the show saw the fiend come in, and they were so terrified that they quickly retreated into the distance.
Only the man with the Bamboo Hat did not find this strange. He continued sitting in his seat, and he even calmly extended an invitation.
"It's an honor for a beauty to visit. Do you want a cup?"
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