In fact, Wu Qiu only passed on the unique skill of sleeve sword to Wang Ying, because he thought Wang Ying was the most suitable person to learn it.

However, Wu Qiu's disciples often exchange skills with each other, which is also common.

Wu Qiu has never been a critical person. It's their business that these disciples like to exchange unique skills with each other. He doesn't care about it.

Not like some masters or teachers, they always feel that it is disrespectful for their disciples to pass on their unique skills to others casually.

Because of Wu Qiu's casual personality, his students and disciples can't hide their unique skills. You learn from me and I learn from you, so it's very normal for Qiu Ping to know this move.

However, it is also because Qiu pingxue is a "second-hand" sleeve inside sword, so that her hand strength is not big enough, her moves are not decisive enough, and her speed is not as fast as Wang Ying.

Wen Yao reacts very quickly. Seeing Qiu Ping's hand lifted up, she instinctively releases Yu Xue's dagger. Her body and head deviate, avoiding the fatal blow.

Brush!

The dagger cut through the skin of Wenyao's neck and made a striking cut. The blood overflowed from the wound.

"Go to hell!" Taking advantage of Wenyao's chance to dodge, Yu Xue, regardless of the wound on her hand, takes a dagger and swipes at Wenyao's neck.

Wenyao leaned back again, but it was a little late.

Although avoided a fatal knife, but the neck was also in the snow cut out a bloodstain, not terrible.

If it's slower, Yu Xue's knife can cut her throat!

Seeing that Qiu Ping wants to kill again, Wen Yao quickly kicks the snow and jumps far away with the power of this kick.

If she doesn't find a place to deal with the wound, she will lose too much blood and die.

As for the task here, she is too lazy to take care of it. It's important to live. If it's too big, people who meet Kafka should stay away.

As long as Kafka and belf were not met, no one in the whole mercenary Corps could catch her.

Belf was trapped and Wenyao fled. The morale of the mercenaries over there was much lower, and there was no momentum to move on.

The walkers also suffered heavy losses. They didn't fight back, and the walkers didn't fight back. The two sides stood against each other, waiting for the final result of Yanhuang longhun and belf.

If Yanhuang Dragon Spirit wins, they win.

If Yanhuang dragon lost, they must withdraw immediately.

They are mercenaries, not guards, and have no obligation to die in case of mission failure.

"Snow, how are you?" Seeing Yu Xue's pale face and spitting several mouthfuls of blood, Qiu Ping asked with concern.

Yu Xue leaned against a wall and bit her lips stubbornly: "it's OK, I can't die. Instructor, please help them quickly

"Snow, you have a good rest." Qiu Ping frowned, but she stood up and ran to Wang Ying.

This is the battlefield. Qiu Ping can't stand hesitation.

One second earlier to support teammates, it is possible to save a life, there is no delay.

However, Qiu Ping was a little late. She just rushed forward. Yan Xueyun, Tong Xiao and Wang Ying were also hit by a gun barrel by belf, and blood gushed all the way.

Wang Ying was the closest to belf, and belf jumped high in the direction of Wang Ying. With the inertia of falling, he swung the gun barrel and hit Wang Ying.

"Wang Ying!" With a cry of surprise, Qiu Ping still wanted to move forward, but no one had time to watch belf's gun barrel fall!

"Farewell, Zhou Xiaofei." Wang Ying closed her eyes and her mind was full of the entanglement of the two people in bed that night.

Don't know why, she suddenly some regret that day didn't let Zhou Xiaofei succeed.

Probably, this regret will always accompany her to see Yama!

Bang!

Belf's barrel fell, but it didn't hit Wang Ying. Instead, it was held by one hand.

"It's him!"

Yuan Jiaming

Yes, the one who caught the gun barrel of belf with one hand was yuan Jiaming, who was expelled from the team!

Seeing yuan Jiaming again, everyone's mood is a little strange.

Is yuan Jiaming here to save them?

If so, he is not too hateful

They thought to themselves.

Belf did not expect that someone could catch his gun barrel with one hand, and his eyes behind the bulletproof mask flickered slightly.

You know, apart from his teacher Kafka, he has never seen anyone stronger than him.

This Chinese man was able to hold his own two handed gun barrel with one hand and smash it. How strong was his power?

Obviously, the strength of this Chinese is much higher than others, and he is not sure to defeat the other side.

What belf doesn't know is that Yuan Jiaming is so powerful because he was not taught by Wu Qiu, but by Wu Qiu's master!Yuan Jiaming's father and Wu Qiu are brothers of the same school. Yuan Jiaming's father died young, which makes Wu Qiu's master transfer his love for yuan Jiaming to Yuan Jiaming and bring yuan Jiaming to his side for cultivation.

Although yuan Jiaming is Wu Qiu's nephew, according to the master, they are real brothers.

How could the disciples taught by Master Wu Qiu be weak?

It is for this reason that Yuan Jiaming has always felt that he is superior. The whole generation of Yanhuang dragon soul must take him as the center. He is the only choice for the next leader of Yanhuang dragon soul.

As a result, Wang Ying's heart was stolen by Zhou Xiaofei. Wu Qiu wanted to give up his position to Zhou Xiaofei again. How could yuan Jiaming, who was self righteous, bear it?

Of course, his heart for Wang Ying has not changed, and he has been paying attention to their trend.

If Wang Ying had not been in danger, he would not have appeared in time.

After blocking the blow, Yuan Jiaming pushed him out with one hand.

Knowing that he couldn't win the match for a moment, belf stopped fighting and watched quietly.

Belf is very clever. From Yuan Jiaming's failure to attack him, he can see that Yuan Jiaming does not want to take part in the battle.

So, just wait quietly, maybe there will be a turn for the better.

Sure enough, seeing that Yuan Jiaming didn't make a move, Zhang Yaotong couldn't help shouting: "Yuan Jiaming, what are you still standing for? Do you want to go to the theatre? "

"Ha ha, yes, going to the theatre." Yuan Jiaming sneered, "I've been here for a long time. If it's not that I don't want to see the woman I want die, I don't want to stand up."

"Yuan Jiaming, you bastard!" Yan Xueyun's group of people were also very angry and yelled, "even if you have been expelled by Yanhuang dragon soul, you are still a Chinese! Stand aside and watch us sacrifice to protect our compatriots. Are you human? "