C25 This is sad

At the same time Ouyang Yao threw the pellet, he used the power at his waist to the limit and leaned back, barely avoiding the palm that was aiming for his head. Meanwhile, the other three brothers of the Underworld had already pounced onto Zhao Yun and tightly locked Zhao Mingzhe from the side.

With a sinister look, Zhao Gui's blade came cutting down. Zhao Mingzhe sensed the spear that Ouyang Yao had thrown over, and suddenly extended his right hand, accurately grabbing the spear in his hand.

"Weng", the light blue spear started to spin in Zhao Mingzhe's hands, and in an instant, a spear flower appeared, bringing a biting cold wind, it followed the direction of Zhao Ji's long blade, and pierced towards him at a very fast speed.

With a puchi sound, the long spear arrived before the others and pierced through Zhao Ji's throat. For a moment, blood gushed out like a spring. The expression on Zhao Gui's face twisted. He had never thought that he would be the one to die first!

Zhao Mingzhe shouted out explosively. Ignoring the blood that was splattered on his face, he used both of his hands to attack, and Zhao Gui's body was directly lifted up and thrown towards the elder of the three brothers. At the same time, Zhao Mingzhe pulled back his spear, and his tail struck the face of the person who was holding his waist.

With a stuffy groan, the man's face was instantly covered in blood, and the force in his hands unconsciously loosened. At this moment, the eldest of the three brothers of the Yellow Springs Brothers had already dodged Zhao Ji's corpse, and with an angry roar, he punched towards Zhao Mingzhe's chest.

Zhao Mingzhe took a deep breath, and used all of his strength to attack. The originally injured person was no longer able to restrain Zhao Mingzhe, and was broken free.

Zhao Mingzhe took the opportunity to roll to the left. The eldest of the three brothers couldn't react in time and punched his own brother's shoulder.

Zhao Mingzhe's eyes turned cold. Without even adjusting his angle, he immediately turned the tip of his spear and thrusted backwards. The tip of the spear flew past Zhao Mingzhe's face and accurately pierced the forehead of the three brothers. With a "Putong" sound, the person fell on the ground and lost his breath.

The injured other person roared and punched Zhao Mingzhe, but Zhao Mingzhe dodged it with ease and struck him in the throat with his backhand.

The man clutched his neck and struggled for a while. Then, like a fish that couldn't breathe, he let out two strange cries and died.

At this moment, a muffled grunt was heard, followed by a sinister voice:

"Zhao Mingzhe, do you think I will kill him?"

Zhao Mingzhe looked towards the direction of the voice. Cui Long was holding onto a long blade, but it was already at the injured Ouyang Yao's neck. His companion with his arm cut off, was standing beside Cui Long, looking at Zhao Mingzhe with a sinister gaze.

His gaze turned cold for a moment. Then, with a light smile on his face, Zhao Mingzhe walked towards Cui Long step by step. With a steady voice, he said:

"Cui Long, you aren't thinking of using him to threaten me, are you?"

"Stop right there! Zhao Mingzhe, don't you care about your comrades' lives? Since that's the case, I'll grant your wish! "

While speaking, Cui Long's wrist pressed down, a wound appeared on Ouyang Yao's snow-white neck, and blood flowed out. Zhao Mingzhe acted as if he did not see Cui Long's movements, as he held his bloodied spear and continued to walk forward.

"Why don't you do it? Did your hands or feet go soft, and only have this little strength left?" Cui Long, are you stupid? Why should I care about his life when there's a difference between life and death? Stop daydreaming and cut off his head. After that, I will send you on your way. "

The expression on Cui Long's face changed unpredictably, and he was unable to guess Zhao Mingzhe's thoughts. Ouyang Yao, whose neck was pressed by a knife, looked at him for a moment, but did not say anything.

"Threatening me? daydreaming, daydreaming, do you understand? "

With that, before Cui Long could react, Ouyang Yao suddenly shouted:

"Understood, Xiao Meng!"

Ji!! With a crisp sound, a furry figure rushed out from within Ouyang Yao's sleeve, and pounced towards Cui Long's face with extreme speed.

Zhao Mingzhe roared out, without the slightest hesitation, the spear in his hand flew out, and like a gigantic concealed weapon, it flew towards Cui Long's chest and pierced forward!

At the same time, Zhao Mingzhe stepped forward, and as his feet made contact with the ground, a sharp sound of friction could be heard.

Cui Long felt like his nose was hit, and couldn't help but feel sore, as tears were about to flow out. Using this chance, Ouyang Yao flipped his left hand, and a short blade came out from his sleeve, thrusting towards Cui Long's chest. At the same time, he raised his right hand and pushed the blade on his neck.

Just then, the blade in Cui Long's hand, simply did not have any strength to suppress it, but instead, raised his leg and kicked the injured man away, striking the long spear that was flying out of Zhao Mingzhe's hand.

At the same time, Cui Long's body instantly retreated, dodging Ouyang Yao's short sword. With extreme speed, he turned around and rushed backwards, opening up a distance in the blink of an eye.

Cui Long was even more knowledgeable, with a wave of his hand, the blade in his hand flew out and attacked Ouyang Yao, but his body was already moving far away.

"Puchi!" His companion that was kicked out by Cui Long had his chest pierced by the spear, at this time Zhao Mingzhe was already not far away from him. Seeing the blade that was flying out of his hand, Zhao Mingzhe threw himself at Ouyang Yao without thinking.

"Putong", the two of them fell to the ground, and managed to avoid the incoming blade. At this time, "ji", a furry figure knocked into Zhao Mingzhe's nose before he could even react, and tears instantly flowed down his face.

"Xiao Meng."

Zhao Mingzhe covered his nose, and said in a low, muffled voice:

"How can this little thing not differentiate between friend and foe? It's fine that he crashed into Cui Long, but why did he even crash into me? That's right, it could even intimidate the demonic spider groups, but now, why can't it even deal with Cui Long? "

Ouyang Yao coldly looked at Zhao Mingzhe, and replied:

"Xiao Meng may be able to intimidate some of the demon beasts, but she is not a threat to cultivators. Zhao Mingzhe, I want to ask you this, just now, if I didn't understand what you meant, you said you were dreaming and wanted Xiao Meng to come out and create trouble, are you not afraid that Cui Long would really kill me? "

"We can only bet, even if I beg for mercy, Cui Long cannot let you go, if he sees that I have my reservations, both of us will die, and now, the result is not good right?"

Ouyang Yao was quiet for a moment, then nodded his head.

"You did the right thing. But, not only is Cui Long a sinister, ruthless and decisive person, he actually sacrificed his own comrades to buy time to escape just now. If you meet him again, you should be careful. "

"I will! Right, is your injury alright? "

"Not bad." After saying that, Ouyang Yao went silent for a moment, then continued: "Speaking of which, if you're a girl, maybe..."

Zhao Mingzhe waved his hands, his expression somewhat bitter.

"Don't, don't say that. Why didn't you say you were a girl?"

"You're the girl, your whole family are girls!"

Zhao Mingzhe looked at Ouyang Yao who looked like he wanted to eat someone. After a moment of relative silence, Ouyang Yao opened his mouth and said with a cold expression:

"Sigh, Zhao Mingzhe, if I were a girl, what would happen to you?"

Zhao Mingzhe shrugged his shoulders, holding onto a blade of grass, he teased the little beast while casually saying:

"That's not a big deal. After all, I have a marriage! "Ai, don't say it. This little beast is quite interesting. It was all thanks to it just now."

After he finished speaking, Zhao Mingzhe did not hear a response from Ouyang Yao. He turned his head and saw that Ouyang Yao's face was extremely gloomy. Zhao Mingzhe subconsciously opened his mouth and asked:

"You, what happened to you?"

"I may die, but you, you will also die, on Cui Long's blade just now, there was poison!"

When Zhao Mingzhe heard this, he remembered that Ouyang Yao's neck was cut by the blade. This matter is obviously going to be troublesome …