Chapter 290

"Qing'er be careful!" The fat man swiped away the long sword of a spirit man, protected Qing'er's back, and kicked the man away with his kick.

Qing'er was exhausted at this time, her steps slowed down, the spiritual power in her body was running low, and the long sword in her hand could only defend, and had no potential to counterattack.

"Go! They don't have much spiritual power!" A middle-aged man looked at Fatty and Qing'er not far away, and was secretly shocked. Unexpectedly, someone helped those monkeys!

Although these two people's cultivation bases are not high, their body skills are extremely fast, especially the fat man, whose body is extremely flexible! He has seriously injured several fourth-level guards on his side, and even a fifth-level spirit master died under his knife.

The middle-aged man looked at the fat man who was fighting bravely, and wondered what kind of profound spiritual skills the fat man had in his hands, and suddenly became greedy, and said with a sullen face: "Kill that woman, and keep the man. "

Several more guards rushed towards Fatty and Qing'er.

"Grandma, it's over, Qing'er, can you hold on?" Fatty and Qing'er stood back to back, looking at the guards surrounding him.

"I'm fine, I can hold on." Qing'er gritted her teeth and persisted, but the trembling blade betrayed the condition in Qing'er's body.

Fatty couldn't care so much at this time, he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it!" His fat body rushed towards the guards again.

After several fights, when Fatty and Qing'er stood back to back again, they both had several wounds on their bodies, especially Qing'er, with blood dripping down his arms continuously.

"Kill them!" The middle-aged man standing aside looked at the man and woman in front of him in a desperate state, and even killed two of his guards. How many monkeys to kill!

The middle-aged man waved his hand, and the remaining four or five guards rushed towards Fatty and Qing'er screaming.

Qing'er looked at the person who was rushing towards her, and wanted to raise her sword to resist, but her sore and numb arm no longer listened to her, and it was hanging by her side, motionless.

puff!

Seeing that the guard's big knife had already slashed at Qing'er.

At the very moment, a short knife flew from the air, pierced into the guard's neck with a pop, and took the guard's life away.

Boom boom boom boom!

Ye Yuxi was extremely fast, jumped up, and kicked the chests of the remaining guards several times in succession, defusing the crisis of Fatty and Qing'er.

"Miss?"

"Boss!"

The eyes of Qing'er and Fatty were full of disbelief. Originally, the two of them knew that today was a bad day, so they just wanted to fight to the death.

Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, Ye Yuxi appeared!

Ye Yuxi resolved the crisis between Fatty and Qing'er, stood where she was, and looked coldly at the middle-aged man not far away.

"You, who are you!" The middle-aged man's pupils were full of surprise! That person's posture... so weird!

"Where are the others?" Ye Yuxi's voice was very cold, full of murderous intent, piercing into his ears, like a bone-chilling wind.

The middle-aged man faltered and dared not speak. He himself has the strength of the fifth level of the spirit, but for some reason, facing this young woman, he can't think of resisting at all!

cluck!

Ye Yuxi struck like lightning, without seeing any movement under his feet, he had already come to the middle-aged man, grabbed the middle-aged man's neck with one hand, raised his arm, and lifted the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Uh-uh!" The pupils of the middle-aged man were full of astonishment. The slender hand seemed weak, but it was like iron tongs after it could pinch his own neck!