The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1708 A Strong Enemy Appears
Chapter 710: Strong Enemy Appears
A palm fell, Yuan Qingyi's face was in severe pain.

At the same time, a powerful palm locked Yuan Qingyi tightly.

At this moment, Yuan Qingyi seemed to be frozen by an iceberg.

"Whoosh-"

Just the next second, a powerful sword shot out from Yuan Qingyi's long sword.

boom!
The palm that was holding down Yuan Qingyi was broken in an instant.

However, Yuan Qingyi also retreated more than ten meters in a flash.

Body pain.

Just as Yuan Qingyi stepped on the snow and stopped, the veiled woman flew in front of her again.

Immediately afterwards, with a huge force in one hand, he went straight to her face!

quick!powerful!ruthless!
Facing this move, Yuan Qingyi did not dodge or dodge, and cut down with his long sword.

"boom--"

The long sword touched the opponent's palm, and Yuan Qingyi flew five or six meters away again.

But at the moment she retreated, a sword light also flashed from her hand.

The veiled woman retreated violently.

There was no injury, but the veil was torn in two, revealing a delicate face.

Yuan Qingyi let out a low voice: "Seventh Princess?"

The veiled woman is none other than the Seventh Princess, Palpo.

This woman who had a relationship with Ye Fan once, because of her prominent status and being involved with the prince of Xiangguo, Yuan Qingyi knew a lot about her.

So I also know what this Brahma princess will look like in the future.

Seeing that it was her attacking, Yuan Qingyi's eyes flashed coldly:
"Young Master Ye saved you, but you want to kill his woman?"

She shouted: "You are ungrateful!"

"Whoosh-"

Paer Posuo ignored Yuan Qingyi's scolding, twisted her body and rushed out.

And the moment Paer Posuo rushed out, Yuan Qingyi also disappeared in place suddenly.

In the deep, a ray of white light suddenly appeared.

Paer whirled forward instead of retreating, speeding up, and punched Baimang!
"boom!"

The white light shattered, the sword was knocked away, and Yuan Qingyi returned to the original place.

Pal Posuo also stepped back three meters, looked at the palm of the gauntlet, and nodded casually:
"You are very good."

"No wonder Ye Fan was able to leave Wolf Country with peace of mind. With someone like you protecting him, it would be too difficult for ordinary people to kill Song Hongyan."

The implication is that it is not difficult for her.

"Whoosh-"

Yuan Qingyi didn't talk nonsense, and suddenly disappeared in place, with a sword glow, cutting straight at Pa'er Posuo.

This sword, like a flame, enveloped Paer in an instant.

The moment Yuan Qingyi drew out his sword, Paer Posuo also rushed out.

Immediately afterwards, she punched Yuan Qingyi's sword fiercely!
Above the fist and sword, the killing intent was fierce, and the air howled wherever it passed.

The ground the two stepped on was even more shattered.

In the next second, fists and swords intersected, and there was a loud bang.

The two didn't separate, they just confronted each other with punches and swords.

It was difficult for Yuan Qingyi's sword to break through Paer Posuo's fist.

Pal Po's whirling fist could not break Yuan Qingyi's long sword.

But it was a stalemate for a second, and then, Paer Posuo stomped his left foot, and his eyes were instantly white.

A frozen chill poured over Yuan Qingyi.

Endless coldness spread instantly.

The wolf soldiers and martial arts disciples who approached all felt cold, and they couldn't help avoiding the place where the two were fighting.

At this moment, not only was the chill piercing, but Yuan Qingyi's eyebrows and cheeks were also covered with ice.

"boom--"

Just when Paer Posuo thought Yuan Qingyi was about to freeze, he saw Yuan Qingyi also opened his eyes suddenly.

His eyes instantly turned red.

A breath of flame erupted instantly.

After hearing a few clicks, the frost on Yuan Qingyi's face was completely shattered, and the heat wave swept away Pal.

The hot and cold breath collided violently in an instant.

There was a moment of silence.

"boom!"

The two bodies shook, and then each fell backwards and flew out.

Yuan Qingyi fell into the crowd like a kite with a broken string, turned over and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Her face turned pale in an instant, her expression was in great pain, and sweat was streaming from her forehead.

Pal Posuo also turned over seven or eight meters and stopped after hitting the jeep, with a smear of blood on the corner of his mouth.

It's just that her complexion is much better than Yuan Qingyi's.

Even so, Paer Posuo was still rarely moved, looking at Yuan Qingyi who was not far away in surprise.

She obviously didn't expect that Yuan Qingyi would not only be able to withstand her own divine control technique, but also be able to fight back and hurt herself.

Yuan Qingyi didn't look at each other, but bit his lip firmly.

Her cheeks were terribly red, as if the blood on her body was really burning.

She swayed and held on tightly with the long sword so that she didn't fall down.

She is very regretful, if she hadn't intensively used the Nine Nether Fire Lotus in the past few months, causing her body and mind to be severely injured, she would not be in such a mess now.

"Whoosh-"

Seeing that Yuan Qingyi was not good enough, Paer Posuo narrowed her eyes and then flickered away.

She approached Yuan Qingyi like a phantom.

Killing intent to attack people.

The three Wumeng disciples blocked their swords, but she turned her left hand and smashed their chests with several bangs.

Then she grabbed half of the sharp sword again, and with a flick of her palm, it pierced through the heart of a Wumeng disciple who was supporting Yuan Qingyi.

The disciples of the Wumeng fell to the ground with a plop, blood pouring in front of Yuan Qingyi.

Paer Posuo didn't stop, and with a sweep of his right hand, he killed the two Wumeng disciples who rushed over.

Calm and fearless, with ruthless methods, no one is like a crowd.

Yuan Qingyi's heart ached and he was furious, but his whole body was hot and he could not move.

At this moment, she felt as if she had been thrown into the stove to be roasted, and her whole body collapsed.

"Whoosh-"

Just when Pal Posuo was about to get close to Yuan Qingyi and squeeze him to death, a fist suddenly struck from the side with thunder.

The fist style is domineering and thunderous.

Pal Po's eyes turned cold, he had to stop, and stretched out his hand to pat.

With a bang, her fist was knocked back by her.

Miao Fenglang retreated seven or eight steps.

When retreating, Miao Fenglang shook his arms, and two little black snakes flew towards him.

"Clap--"

Paer Po whirled with anger, and killed the two poisonous snakes with one kick.

Then she stretched her body and was in front of Miao Fenglang in an instant.

She took shots with one hand, as dense as raindrops.

Seeing this, Miao Fenglang also roared angrily, and his fists collided with each other, blocking all of Paer's attacks.

Only a dozen or so bang bang bangs were heard, and the two of them shot vigorously around their bodies, and snowflakes flew around.

Still advancing and retreating.

After another series of explosions, Miao Fenglang was hit on the chest by Paer Posa, and he fell backwards.

Just the moment he fell away, he kicked Pal Po in the belly.

Pal Po whirled to block it with one hand.

She took a step back.

It's just that Pal Posuo's pretty face also changed, and she found that there was a touch of black and blue on her palm.

This bruise also spread rapidly.

Poisoning.

She had to stop attacking to force the poison out.

Several wolf soldiers yelled and rushed to Yuan Qingyi and Miao Fenglang to make up the knife.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

Dugu Shang, who had fought a bloody battle, rushed over and killed them all with his sword in his hand.

Then he shouted at the martial arts disciples:
"withdraw!"

The surviving more than 60 children of the Wumeng withdrew to the Diaoyu Pavilion like a tide.

If you don't withdraw, you will be completely surrounded by the opponent.

Moreover, both Yuan Qingyi and Miao Fenglang were injured, so they could no longer fight close to each other.

After withdrawing into the Fishing Pavilion, they closed the door, and all the debris and snow they had prepared blocked the door passage.

"Son of a bitch!"

"Don't eat and drink a toast!"

Prince Gong came out from behind the chariot and saw that there were almost 2000 dead and injured, even Paer Posa was injured.

He was furious: "Fire, fire!"

Several cronies pulled subconsciously: "Prince, absolutely not."

This cannon is used to scare people, how can it be bombarded in one's own home.

And in case of flying, not only the wolf soldiers will die, but their high-level leaders will also lose their heads.

"roll!"

"I need 3 minutes to solve the battle!"

Prince Gong shook them away: "Fire me! Fire!"

With an order, the Italian bombardment directly blasted the gate of the Diaoyu Pavilion.

"kill!"

The Prince of Gong pressed his hands violently.

A thousand wolf soldiers flocked to Diaoyu Pavilion like wolves and tigers.

(End of this chapter)