The world's number one female killer: waste confuses the world

Even the Beastmaster came over with Wumian, bowed solemnly towards Ao Junxie, cupped his hands and said:

"Prince Ao defeated the Holy King of Light and saved the three clans, please accept my worship!"

When the two disciples and the Demonic Beast Legion were about to salute, Ao Junxie stepped forward, hurriedly supported the two, and said loudly:

"You two are serious! Jun Xie really dare not take it seriously. The big guys saw it just now. In fact, this king is not an opponent of the Holy King at all. Before the Holy King left, this king was knocked down by him..."

"Then... isn't the holy king afraid of the prince's red dragon sword, and finally lost to the enemy and fled!" [

Sleepless asked doubtfully.

Ao Junxie frowned, shook his head, and said:

"The Chilong Sword is nothing in front of the Holy King! This king is also very puzzled. It is clear that the Holy King has no difficulty in killing all of us. Why did he not avenge the guards of the temple in the end, but lost... ...Master, do you know the reason?"

As Ao Junxie said, he turned around and looked at Ming Qianhe.

Ming Qianhe lowered his head and meditated, carefully recalling the scenes that happened just now. During the scuffle, the disciples of the evil land had already been frightened out of their wits. Where did they notice anything? Only Ming Qianhe was the most complete bystander.

After a long time, Ming Qianhe finally raised his head, his eyes hesitantly turned to the side slowly.Looking towards the madness.

Following the gaze of master Ming Qianhe, Ao Junxie's eyes also looked at his wife.

"Qingkuang, tell me, do you know why the Holy King suddenly stopped at the last moment?

The old man seems to have seen... when the Holy King delivered a fatal blow to Jun Xie, you used your body to block the blow, and then..."

Ming Qianhe's doubtful and deep voice had just reached this point, but was interrupted by Ao Junxie's shocked loud voice.

"What? Master, you just said...Qing Kuang used his body to block the palm of the Holy King for me?"

Immediately, he strode eagerly to Qing Kuang, grabbed her hands, and asked:

"Ma'am, master, is what he said true?"

Qingkuang's eyes dodged Ao Junxie, he broke away from his hands, and turned his back.But soon Ao Junxie pulled him over his shoulder and shouted loudly:

"Promise to be your husband, in the future, you must never do such a stupid thing again! Okay?"

After a long time, Qing Kuang nodded gently.On Ao Junxie's anxious face, a look of relief finally appeared again.

Behind him, Ming Qianhe, who has always been meticulous and sophisticated, did not forget the question just now at all.

"The matter that the Holy King suddenly stopped..."

Qing Kuang paused, feeling a little hesitant in his heart for a moment.After a long time, he murmured: [

"I don't know about this either. Maybe it's because the holy king's cultivation process was suddenly interrupted, and he was at the end of his battle..."

"This...isn't right, Ao Junxie has been injured, your strings are broken, with the strength of the Holy King, no matter how weak you are, it is enough to kill all of us..."

Ming Qianhe has a serious attitude of asking the truth.

Ao Junxie listened at the side, and interrupted:

"Master, it may also be that although the Holy King of Light has reached the level of a spiritual sage that has never been seen before, he is a little afraid of the sound of the ancient martial arts after all, maybe that is it!"

Ming Qianhe frowned, and at this moment, those old eyes that were staring at Qingkuang were even more delicate.

"Afraid of ancient martial arts? From what I know, I've never heard of this..."