On the Xingqiong Railway, Fu Xuan chased her husband for thousands of miles!

Although the symptoms of the demonic body were suppressed at the moment, because of the damage to her liver meridian, her body would be further damaged as soon as she used her life energy.

His only fighting ability is basically his swordsmanship.

Fu Qian on the other side was not far away.

The Sea Tiger Explosive Fist, with a force of one million horses, is a move that injures the enemy by a thousand but harms yourself by eight hundred.

Fu Qian's body is now also seriously injured.

But for some reasons.

At this time, Fu Qian's body's recovery ability is extremely strong, but his destiny energy is relatively lacking.

It is probably in a state of full health and empty mana.

For him as a fortune teller, the current situation is not optimistic.

However, Fu Qian still maintained a relaxed smile on his face, as if everything was under control.

After a brief exchange between the two.

Then he fell into silence again.

Everyone walked forward with their heads down, minding their own business.

But obviously.

This space will not allow them to go on quietly.

As the distance to the roots of Jianmu gets closer and closer.

Some black figures slowly appeared in front of Fu Qian and Jing Liu.

"Kill...kill...kill..."

Fu Qian and Jing Liu were very familiar with these figures.

The Cloud Cavalry Army was officially trapped in the evil spirit body.

Under normal circumstances, no matter how many of these guys came, they would not be a match for the two of them.

But now.

Fu Qian and Jing Liu were both in a state of exhaustion.

"Looks like we're in trouble."

Fu Qian spread his hands and said to Jing Liu.

Chapter 39: It’s so uncomfortable not being able to act cool

"If you don't have the strength to fight now, just stand behind me."

When Jingliu heard Fu Qian's words, he didn't even turn his head, but slowly drew his sword from his waist.

Just like countless times in the past when facing crises, she believed she could do anything as long as she had a sword in her hand.

Fu Qian flatly refused:

"Why? You want to show off by yourself?"

Jingliu:?

Are you mentally ill?

Fu Qian put on a proud look and continued:

"Even if you perform a beauty-saving-hero act in front of me, I will not fall in love with you. Just give up."

"So narcissistic."

Jing Liu couldn't help but roll his eyes at Fu Qian.

She didn't understand.

Is this how young people in Xianzhou chat now?

Maybe I am really old.

But Jingliu is not a fussy person.

Since you can't understand it, just don't try to understand it.

She no longer paid any attention to the puzzled Fu Qian, and walked towards the Yunqi Army that was trapped in the evil spirit, dragging her sword.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

After seeing Jingliu.

The mad demonic cloud cavalrymen shouted incoherently.

"Let me come and free you!"

Jingliu drew his sword and slashed at the cloud cavalry in front of him.

A flash of cold light appeared, invincible.

Even though Jingliu is now unable to use the power of his own destiny, the superb swordsmanship honed through brutal wars time and time again is still very sharp.

The sword easily tore the body of the Cloud Cavalryman in front of him, splitting it in two.

"Roar……"

The Cloud Cavalry let out a low roar.

The two severed halves of the body suddenly grew strange long strips like plant branches, entwining the two halves of the body together again.

Suddenly, the Cloud Cavalry seemed to be perfectly resurrected and stood in the same place again without any damage.

Jingliu was not surprised by this.

Having the ability to be reborn once is common for most of the Cloud Cavalry who are trapped in the evil spirit body.

She just turned her wrist slightly, and quickly raised the sword from bottom to top, and the long sword instantly tore the opponent apart again.

Can be cut off once.

Then it can naturally be cut off the second time.

Jingliu's movements are as smooth as flowing water, extremely natural.

Seeing this, Fu Qian couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

The fortune teller's intuition told him.

Not right.

I'm afraid things are not that simple.

as predicted.

After Jing Liu's two clean and sharp sword strikes, the Demonic Yin Body Cloud Cavalry, which should have been completely dead, stood up again.

A light green energy emanated from the roots of Jianmu and was injected into the body of the Demon Yin Body Yunqijun who was supposed to be dead, giving him new life.

The demonic cloud cavalry opened their mouths wide, and a sound like dry branches rubbing against each other rang out from their joints, and a hoarse roar came from deep in their throats:

"kill……"

Jing Liu frowned, looking at the roots of Jianmu in the distance.

"Abundance..."

Jingliu, who had fought against the people of Fengzao countless times, was naturally very familiar with this situation.

If the plague is not eliminated, these guys will have endless vitality.

No matter what kind of damage you suffer, you will fully recover in a very short time.

"Trouble..."

Fu Qian couldn't help but frown.

However, these Cloud Cavalry soldiers who had fallen into the devil's body would not give the two a chance to react.

They were like zombies besieging a city in a science fiction movie, surrounding Fu Qian and Jing Liu in layers.

"Do you need help, big sis?"

Fu Qian looked at Jing Liu, who was frowning in front of him, and said with a smile.

"You are so slick. You deserve to be beaten."

Jing Liu glanced at Fu Qian sideways, not understanding why such a guy would appear on the Immortal Boat.

Having said that, Jingliu thrust his sword forward again.

Just like countless times in the past.

No matter how many obstacles there are ahead, she will not retreat.

But a pity.

This time is different.

The people behind her now are not those reliable comrades from the past.

But it was Fu Qian who looked out of tune in any way.

Jingliu had just taken a step forward when he staggered a little due to the sound coming from behind him.

"Sister, please go forward bravely~ Go forward~ Don't look back~"

Fu Qian suddenly felt that singing like this was very appropriate for the situation, so he just started singing like this.

"It's already this late, can you please be serious?"

Jing Liu couldn't help but turn around and curse at Fu Qian.

She felt that she had more expression on her face in the last few days than in the past few hundred years.

But just as he turned around, a demon cloud cavalry soldier stretched out his sharp claws and grabbed Jing Liu.

Jingliu barely dodged it and stabbed it with a sword in his backhand.

"I told you not to look back, why didn't you listen?"

Fu Qian shrugged, looking innocent.

Jing Liu's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but say:

"If you were my apprentice, I would definitely beat you to death."

"Hey."

Fu Qian winked at Jing Liu.

""Qianxun novel free group 255595300 "Huh!"

Jing Liu turned his head and decided not to look back no matter what strange noises Fu Qian made.

And this is exactly what Fu Qian meant.

After Jing Liu turned around, Fu Qian clenched his fist, and two somewhat dim hexagrams appeared on the back of his hand.

Now the range of the hexagram's influence cannot even leave Fu Qian's body.

Fu Qian looked at his fist and shook his head helplessly.

Attaching the power of Bagua to one's own body is undoubtedly the lowest level way of applying the power of Bagua.

You can't even produce any nice light pollution effects.

In Fu Qian's opinion, this is not handsome at all.

Fu Qian's evaluation of this fighting style is always "something without the soul of a mage."

But a pity.

There is no other way now.

Follow the authority in urgent matters.

"In that case, everyone who has lost their manners in front of me, please shut up forever."

Fu Qian clenched his fist fiercely, and a ball of flame ignited on his arm.