Chapter 515

Strength is not enough, always make a choice!

When Qingyan rushed over again, they moved to the battlefield.

There are only three of the four peak warriors in the sky breaking realm.

It seems that when Qingyan tries to sneak into the old man, he misses a wonderful plot.

To Qingyan's slight surprise, it was the warrior of Sihai gang who died.

But on second thought, Qingyan understood.

The peak martial artist of the four seas sect is really strong. Ordinary martial artists of the same level are probably not his opponents.

Therefore, he is also the thorn in the eye of the other three martial artists, and they are most afraid of him.

Whether he has grabbed the divine fruit or not, he is the enemy of the other three.

As for whether he ever grabbed it, Qingyan didn't know.

Now the small force's breaking heaven martial artist grabbed the divine fruit, and the other two Sanshou were also besieging him. The small force's martial artist fought and fled.

After they were a little away, Qingyan jumped out.

Seeing the elder who died in the Sihai Gang, Qingyan secretly said it was a pity.

She was always a kind-hearted child. She didn't have the heart to expose each other's bodies in the wilderness, so she put away each other's bodies and took away his space ring by the way.

The belongings in the space ring are considered as burial expenses.

Anyway, this burial fee, Qingyan is received in peace of mind.

After handling it, Qingyan continued to track the remaining three warriors and holy fruit under the guidance of red blood sword.

Half an hour later, he found the small force's peak martial artist in the sky breaking realm.

He lay quietly on the grass, covering his chest and bleeding all over the ground.

This kind of injury can't be sustained even by the peak martial artist of shatianjing.

"Elder, are you still alive?"

Qingyan walked over carefully and shouted softly.

The peak master of shatianjing slowly opened his eyes.

Qingyan was surprised and said, "great, you're still alive!"

The martial artist, who was not very conscious, looked at the martial artist in front of him with a surprise on his face, and wondered if he was someone he knew.

But Qingyan's next action made him completely desperate!

Qingyan may be really happy. She even took out a coffin to collect the body of the "elder".

The coffin is the several mouths that Qingyan took up the mountain when he worshipped the bloody gate last time.

Qingyan is a person who can live. He always takes it with him and is not willing to throw it away.

So many bodies in her space ring can get this treatment.

This is the only one!

"Master Jianling, it seems that I've been lucky since I met the peak master of shatianjing of Danxin sect last time!"

"Well, your luck looks really good recently."

After answering Qingyan's words, Chen Hao's eyes turned around the skill "aura of Doom", and finally did not open it.

The sword owner is lucky. As the spirit of the red blood sword, he should be happy!

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Laugh!

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Because they fought all the way and fled all the way, the two peak warriors in the breaking heaven did not leave the sensing range of the red blood sword.

Other warriors have long lost their spiritual fruit.

Only Ye Qingyan can keep up.

When he found that the two peak warriors in the breaking heaven realm were still fighting, Qingyan didn't panic.

She even had spare time to sit on the pony and eat two bags of monster jerky.

This makes Chen Hao quite jealous.

He tried to recall the beef jerky in his hometown, but he couldn't remember what it was like.

Maybe it's because he lost his sense of taste.

Even divine consciousness cannot simulate that feeling.

"One has died!" Chen Hao warned loudly.

"Is the other injured?"

"Well, injured, or seriously injured!"

The competition for divine fruit is extremely fierce.

When there were only two contenders left, neither of them wanted to give in.

After all, as long as you kill each other, you will get the holy fruit.

In particular, it was the two martial artists who competed for the spiritual fruit.

In any case, they cannot easily give up this opportunity.

Therefore, the fight for this divine fruit should be lucky!

Qingyan dared not delay, directly threw the third bag of dried meat into the space ring, and rushed to the battlefield with a red blood sword.

When she came to the battlefield, she looked at the wounded martial artists in the distance and stopped.

It is obvious that the last two martial artists lost to each other for the last divine fruit.

When the martial artist saw Qingyan, he was obviously stunned. Maybe he didn't expect that there would be other martial artists nearby.

With a cold face, he stuffed the exposed intestines back into his stomach and wrapped his stomach tightly with a long towel.

"Are you seriously injured, elder?" Qingyan asked.

The warrior waved his hand, "it's not heavy, don't bother you!"

"Let me try!"

"If you want to kill me, it depends on your ability!"

The overwhelming flames came to the light face.

As soon as the fight was over, Qingyan felt great pressure.

The peak martial artist of Shatian realm, even if he is seriously injured, is not something that ordinary mid-term martial artists of Shatian realm can compete with.

She leaned on her body method, dodged hard, and then hurriedly retreated hundreds of meters.

"You are just a martial artist in the middle of breaking the sky. I advise you to leave quickly!"

Qingyan looked at the long scarlet on his stomach and whispered, "but I also want to get the divine fruit!"

"Your strength has not reached the peak of breaking the heaven, and the profound meaning has not been completed. What's the use of three leaf spirit fruit?"

"To promote the profound meaning!"

Hearing Qingyan's answer, the martial artist who broke the sky was slightly stunned.

Of course, the holy fruit of three leaves can be used to enhance the profound meaning, not only to enhance the profound meaning, but also to enhance the artistic conception... It's just too wasteful!

Qingyan's opponent took a deep breath.

"Elder, I think you're too injured. If you don't treat it well, you may die. Otherwise, you give me the divine fruit and I'll leave immediately?"

"Impossible!"

The martial artist refused without even thinking about it.

The divine fruit is what he desperately gets.

How could he give up?

In particular, the other party is just a martial artist in the middle of breaking the sky.

"That would offend!"

"The mystery of cloud, the mystery of fantasy, and the mystery of killing - Fengyun seven moves!"

Behind the light face, the clouds in the sky were dyed blood red.

Countless blood red swords shot at the peak master of the breaking heaven!

Facing the strong attack of Xiaoyan, he also had to avoid blocking.

With each step, he will feel the already serious injury on his body, which will tear and aggravate again.

His heart is even more urgent!

He knows that he must quickly deal with the opponent in front of him, and he must not drag on any longer!

You must kill with one blow!

But his idea is good, but he is facing Ye Qingyan.

Soon he found some despair that the body method speed of a martial artist in the middle of breaking heaven was a few points faster than him

Moreover, the other side fought very carefully, hardly hitting him hard, that is, attacking a few times from a long distance, and occasionally using the whip sword to give him a cold

Every time he wants to be close to each other, or even make such a move, the other party will hide away like a frightened little rabbit!