Chapter 489
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The arrow was fierce and ruthless. It broke Yang Wu's Royal armor and stabbed him on the back. Blood seeped out like flowers.
At this time, Qingjing woke up.
She was stunned by Mi Xiang of "romantic childe". She was able to wake up just after the medicine of MI Xiang was over. Yang Wupu just hugged her, which frightened her: "Yang... What are you doing, benefactor Yang?"
Yang Wu didn't answer and rolled with her in his arms.
Bang bang!
Just after he dodged with peace in his arms, two arrow plumes came from his original position, and the ground burst into a deep pit.
"Good boy, I don't believe I can't shoot you." "romantic childe" exclaimed. He was ready to kill Yang Wu again.
At this time, a large number of yecha rushed out, and there were yecha who reached the heaven. They were fierce and frightening. Seeing this, the "romantic childe" turned around and ran away. He muttered, "it's a pity that the pure little nun."
In fact, this "romantic childe" is just his own claim. Others call him "flower picker" Jiang Ping. This guy is both good and evil. He has no sect and belongs to casual cultivation. I don't know where he got his amazing inheritance. He not only has excellent combat power, but also has unparalleled speed. At the age of 26, he has been squeezed into the realm of Tianyu, which can be comparable to the top Tianjiao of major sects.
This guy doesn't know how many Fairies in the supernatural world have been ruined. He has become a famous figure in the supernatural world.
In addition to this, he is quite good at many things. For example, when someone meets a horse thief, he will kill the horse thief and save people, or see some seriously injured people. Occasionally, he will be kind to save them, but whoever destroys his good deeds will not make the other party feel better, just like Yang Wu now, He has ruined his good deeds. He has to kill Yang Wu.
Yang Wu rolled continuously. His body hit a hard piece. The arrow feather inserted behind him was inserted deeper. The pain made him grin. A little blood seeped out of the corner of his mouth, dripping on his quiet face, and slowly slid to her mouth. She subconsciously licked it. In a moment, she was completely stunned if she was shocked.
She licked Yang Wu's blood. It's a man's blood. She's a monk. Is this a break?
"Kill these Terrans!" yakha's voice roared.
Dozens of night forks rushed to kill Yang Wu and Qingjing. They raised their weapons one after another and burst out an attack with poison fog.
Jiang Ping, who was hiding not far away, saw that the situation was bad and immediately ran away. He no longer continued to wait and see.
These attacks came so fast that Yang Wu had no time to leave with peace. He had to hold peace in his arms, protect her, and block many attacks with his body as a shield.
Boom boom!
Wave after wave of attacks fell. Yang Wu felt unbearable. Another mouthful of blood gushed out on Qingjing's face and woke her up completely.
Quiet and innocent doesn't mean she's a fool. She finally realized what danger they were in.
Looking at Yang Wu protecting her so close at hand, she felt heartache and incompetence for the first time. She cried sadly and angrily: "don't fight again!"
With her soft drink, the position of her heart was in full bloom of holy light, a pure lotus blossom, and the flawless power contained inexplicable great power, which disintegrated the attack of yecha, and this power also spread towards the position of yecha, just like the ripples in the water, circle after circle.
The night fork that rushed to the front was affected by this force. The fierce evil smell was quickly purified, and the power disappeared from them. One by one, they showed great horror, and fell to the ground. The night fork that reached the heaven screamed, quickly returned to the poison fog clan, and dared not stand up again.
This kind of power to purify the world is just their nemesis of the yecha family. They can't fight against it at all.
Yang Wu in Qingjing feels this power very clearly. The immortal Qi in his body seems to be drawn by this power and becomes extremely active, and generates suction to absorb these forces into his body. After these forces enter his body, Yang Wu's body reacts greatly. His dust-free body has a sense of fit with these forces, The supreme nine xuanjue is running, and the speed becomes faster. The power of dantianzhong runs continuously around the meridians. I feel that the speed is much faster than before.
This is an amazing effect.
Any martial artist needs to absorb external forces to improve the realm. The speed of absorbing external forces has a great relationship with the operation of the week. If the power of the week runs fast, the power will be absorbed quickly, and the realm will be improved much faster. This is the basic principle.
At this time, Yang Wu's strength is rapidly improving, which is definitely several times or even ten times his usual speed. There are a large number of Xuanqi surging around, which turns into Xuanqi and liquid and falls into the earth sea. The Xuanqi of the earth sea rises sharply, and Yang Wu feels very comfortable.
Unfortunately, the good time did not last long. The quiet power disappeared. His mysterious formula returned to normal speed, and the pleasure was beaten back to its original shape.
"Yang... Almsgiver Yang, can you let me go?" Qingjing whispered, his face full of shame, and he didn't dare to look directly at Yang Wu. Their posture is too provocative.
Yang Wu pressed on her, and there was completely zero distance contact between her bodies, presenting a scene that was not suitable for children, which was really difficult for a monk to accept.
If Yang Wu hadn't tried to save her, she would have slapped her and committed suicide to show her innocence.
Yang Wu didn't mean to insult Qingjing at all. He quickly wanted to stand up from Qingjing. When he moved, he couldn't help taking a cold breath: "hiss!"
"Yes... Sorry, please don't move." Qingjing remembered that Yang Wu was seriously injured and quickly apologized. She would rather Yang Wu lie on her than suffer. She was really kind-hearted.
Yang Wu may take the opportunity to wipe off other beauties, but in the face of silence, he has no blasphemy at all and still forcibly stands up.
At the same time, he grabbed the arrow feather with his back hand, bit his teeth and pulled it out.
Yang Wu just frowned, didn't even say a word, and then smiled at Qingjing and said, "it's all right."
"Sorry, it's all my fault." Qingjing said with guilt.
When she woke up, she thought Yang Wu was going to do something bad to her. Who knows that Yang Wu was injured to save her. She was very sad.
"Come on, younger martial sister Qingjing. If you hadn't taken care of me for a few days, I might have been eaten by fierce beasts. You are the kindest girl I've ever seen in the world." Yang Wu said sincerely.
"But I... I'm so useless." Qingjing scolded herself with her head down.
"If you're useless, the fallen yecha here doesn't agree," Yang Wu said, pointing to dozens of yecha nearby.
He couldn't understand why the quiet power could destroy these night forks. It didn't kill him, but it was the effect of improving the cultivation speed?
Qingjing didn't pay attention to the Yasha. She tore a piece of cloth and prepared to bandage Yang Wu's arrow wound. Yang Wu wanted to refuse, but she let her do it when she looked guilty and distressed.
Qingjing tore open Yang Wu's clothes and found that Yang Wu's scars had disappeared except for the arrow wounds that had not been healed. She muttered in her heart, "why did his scars disappear? Did he refine the effect of a certain pill?"
On the day she saved Yang Wu, Yang Wu was injured all over. Those injuries were very fatal and bone could be seen. In just a few days, all his injuries were gone. It was difficult for her to be surprised.
Qingjing didn't think deeply. After wrapping up Yang Wu's injury, her face was as red as an apple. When Yang Wu was conscious, she looked at Yang Wu's upper body. She kept chanting scriptures in her heart to calm her disordered mood. This move worked in the past, but it failed this time. Yang Wu vomited blood to her in her mind. She couldn't get rid of it anyway.
Yang Wu put on his clothes again and asked Qingjing, "your battle for the list of Heavenly Kings is mainly calculated by the number of fierce animals and night forks?"
Qingjing nodded and said, "this is the part that can best reflect the combat effectiveness. You can also improve the ranking by dueling with others. Why do you ask?"
"Let's continue to kill Yasha," Yang Wu said.
"No, you're hurt now. I can't fight. I'll be killed by them."
"The Yasha here died because of your natural power. How can you say you can't fight."
"I didn't kill them, I must not." Qingjing couldn't accept the fact that she killed her own life.
Yang Wu went over and took out the magic cores of these yecha. She was so frightened that she closed her eyes and recited the Sutra silently. She was afraid to see these bloody scenes.
Yang Wu said to Qingjing, "don't you want to compete for the place of 'Heavenly King'? Don't you want to win glory for the sect?"
Qingjing hesitated and nodded: "of course. Elder martial sisters said that if we don't win a 'Heavenly King' place, our Hengshan school will be despised by other schools, so elder martial sisters work very hard."
"Your elder martial sisters work hard. Don't you have to work hard?" Yang Wu asked.
"I'm... I'm too stupid. I have strength in my spare time, but I'm afraid of killing. Master told me that I can't kill at will." Qingjing said with her head down like a child who did something wrong.
Yang Wu sighed and said, "if you don't kill them, they will kill more people and your elder martial sister. Those people and your elder martial sister may die because of you."
With that, he no longer forced quiet, and felt that it was cruel to say so.
He walked towards those poison barriers. He wanted to break into the important place of yecha, hunt more yecha for Qingjing and help her become the king of heaven.
This is the oath he made after he woke up.
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The arrow was fierce and ruthless. It broke Yang Wu's Royal armor and stabbed him on the back. Blood seeped out like flowers.
At this time, Qingjing woke up.
She was stunned by Mi Xiang of "romantic childe". She was able to wake up just after the medicine of MI Xiang was over. Yang Wupu just hugged her, which frightened her: "Yang... What are you doing, benefactor Yang?"
Yang Wu didn't answer and rolled with her in his arms.
Bang bang!
Just after he dodged with peace in his arms, two arrow plumes came from his original position, and the ground burst into a deep pit.
"Good boy, I don't believe I can't shoot you." "romantic childe" exclaimed. He was ready to kill Yang Wu again.
At this time, a large number of yecha rushed out, and there were yecha who reached the heaven. They were fierce and frightening. Seeing this, the "romantic childe" turned around and ran away. He muttered, "it's a pity that the pure little nun."
In fact, this "romantic childe" is just his own claim. Others call him "flower picker" Jiang Ping. This guy is both good and evil. He has no sect and belongs to casual cultivation. I don't know where he got his amazing inheritance. He not only has excellent combat power, but also has unparalleled speed. At the age of 26, he has been squeezed into the realm of Tianyu, which can be comparable to the top Tianjiao of major sects.
This guy doesn't know how many Fairies in the supernatural world have been ruined. He has become a famous figure in the supernatural world.
In addition to this, he is quite good at many things. For example, when someone meets a horse thief, he will kill the horse thief and save people, or see some seriously injured people. Occasionally, he will be kind to save them, but whoever destroys his good deeds will not make the other party feel better, just like Yang Wu now, He has ruined his good deeds. He has to kill Yang Wu.
Yang Wu rolled continuously. His body hit a hard piece. The arrow feather inserted behind him was inserted deeper. The pain made him grin. A little blood seeped out of the corner of his mouth, dripping on his quiet face, and slowly slid to her mouth. She subconsciously licked it. In a moment, she was completely stunned if she was shocked.
She licked Yang Wu's blood. It's a man's blood. She's a monk. Is this a break?
"Kill these Terrans!" yakha's voice roared.
Dozens of night forks rushed to kill Yang Wu and Qingjing. They raised their weapons one after another and burst out an attack with poison fog.
Jiang Ping, who was hiding not far away, saw that the situation was bad and immediately ran away. He no longer continued to wait and see.
These attacks came so fast that Yang Wu had no time to leave with peace. He had to hold peace in his arms, protect her, and block many attacks with his body as a shield.
Boom boom!
Wave after wave of attacks fell. Yang Wu felt unbearable. Another mouthful of blood gushed out on Qingjing's face and woke her up completely.
Quiet and innocent doesn't mean she's a fool. She finally realized what danger they were in.
Looking at Yang Wu protecting her so close at hand, she felt heartache and incompetence for the first time. She cried sadly and angrily: "don't fight again!"
With her soft drink, the position of her heart was in full bloom of holy light, a pure lotus blossom, and the flawless power contained inexplicable great power, which disintegrated the attack of yecha, and this power also spread towards the position of yecha, just like the ripples in the water, circle after circle.
The night fork that rushed to the front was affected by this force. The fierce evil smell was quickly purified, and the power disappeared from them. One by one, they showed great horror, and fell to the ground. The night fork that reached the heaven screamed, quickly returned to the poison fog clan, and dared not stand up again.
This kind of power to purify the world is just their nemesis of the yecha family. They can't fight against it at all.
Yang Wu in Qingjing feels this power very clearly. The immortal Qi in his body seems to be drawn by this power and becomes extremely active, and generates suction to absorb these forces into his body. After these forces enter his body, Yang Wu's body reacts greatly. His dust-free body has a sense of fit with these forces, The supreme nine xuanjue is running, and the speed becomes faster. The power of dantianzhong runs continuously around the meridians. I feel that the speed is much faster than before.
This is an amazing effect.
Any martial artist needs to absorb external forces to improve the realm. The speed of absorbing external forces has a great relationship with the operation of the week. If the power of the week runs fast, the power will be absorbed quickly, and the realm will be improved much faster. This is the basic principle.
At this time, Yang Wu's strength is rapidly improving, which is definitely several times or even ten times his usual speed. There are a large number of Xuanqi surging around, which turns into Xuanqi and liquid and falls into the earth sea. The Xuanqi of the earth sea rises sharply, and Yang Wu feels very comfortable.
Unfortunately, the good time did not last long. The quiet power disappeared. His mysterious formula returned to normal speed, and the pleasure was beaten back to its original shape.
"Yang... Almsgiver Yang, can you let me go?" Qingjing whispered, his face full of shame, and he didn't dare to look directly at Yang Wu. Their posture is too provocative.
Yang Wu pressed on her, and there was completely zero distance contact between her bodies, presenting a scene that was not suitable for children, which was really difficult for a monk to accept.
If Yang Wu hadn't tried to save her, she would have slapped her and committed suicide to show her innocence.
Yang Wu didn't mean to insult Qingjing at all. He quickly wanted to stand up from Qingjing. When he moved, he couldn't help taking a cold breath: "hiss!"
"Yes... Sorry, please don't move." Qingjing remembered that Yang Wu was seriously injured and quickly apologized. She would rather Yang Wu lie on her than suffer. She was really kind-hearted.
Yang Wu may take the opportunity to wipe off other beauties, but in the face of silence, he has no blasphemy at all and still forcibly stands up.
At the same time, he grabbed the arrow feather with his back hand, bit his teeth and pulled it out.
Yang Wu just frowned, didn't even say a word, and then smiled at Qingjing and said, "it's all right."
"Sorry, it's all my fault." Qingjing said with guilt.
When she woke up, she thought Yang Wu was going to do something bad to her. Who knows that Yang Wu was injured to save her. She was very sad.
"Come on, younger martial sister Qingjing. If you hadn't taken care of me for a few days, I might have been eaten by fierce beasts. You are the kindest girl I've ever seen in the world." Yang Wu said sincerely.
"But I... I'm so useless." Qingjing scolded herself with her head down.
"If you're useless, the fallen yecha here doesn't agree," Yang Wu said, pointing to dozens of yecha nearby.
He couldn't understand why the quiet power could destroy these night forks. It didn't kill him, but it was the effect of improving the cultivation speed?
Qingjing didn't pay attention to the Yasha. She tore a piece of cloth and prepared to bandage Yang Wu's arrow wound. Yang Wu wanted to refuse, but she let her do it when she looked guilty and distressed.
Qingjing tore open Yang Wu's clothes and found that Yang Wu's scars had disappeared except for the arrow wounds that had not been healed. She muttered in her heart, "why did his scars disappear? Did he refine the effect of a certain pill?"
On the day she saved Yang Wu, Yang Wu was injured all over. Those injuries were very fatal and bone could be seen. In just a few days, all his injuries were gone. It was difficult for her to be surprised.
Qingjing didn't think deeply. After wrapping up Yang Wu's injury, her face was as red as an apple. When Yang Wu was conscious, she looked at Yang Wu's upper body. She kept chanting scriptures in her heart to calm her disordered mood. This move worked in the past, but it failed this time. Yang Wu vomited blood to her in her mind. She couldn't get rid of it anyway.
Yang Wu put on his clothes again and asked Qingjing, "your battle for the list of Heavenly Kings is mainly calculated by the number of fierce animals and night forks?"
Qingjing nodded and said, "this is the part that can best reflect the combat effectiveness. You can also improve the ranking by dueling with others. Why do you ask?"
"Let's continue to kill Yasha," Yang Wu said.
"No, you're hurt now. I can't fight. I'll be killed by them."
"The Yasha here died because of your natural power. How can you say you can't fight."
"I didn't kill them, I must not." Qingjing couldn't accept the fact that she killed her own life.
Yang Wu went over and took out the magic cores of these yecha. She was so frightened that she closed her eyes and recited the Sutra silently. She was afraid to see these bloody scenes.
Yang Wu said to Qingjing, "don't you want to compete for the place of 'Heavenly King'? Don't you want to win glory for the sect?"
Qingjing hesitated and nodded: "of course. Elder martial sisters said that if we don't win a 'Heavenly King' place, our Hengshan school will be despised by other schools, so elder martial sisters work very hard."
"Your elder martial sisters work hard. Don't you have to work hard?" Yang Wu asked.
"I'm... I'm too stupid. I have strength in my spare time, but I'm afraid of killing. Master told me that I can't kill at will." Qingjing said with her head down like a child who did something wrong.
Yang Wu sighed and said, "if you don't kill them, they will kill more people and your elder martial sister. Those people and your elder martial sister may die because of you."
With that, he no longer forced quiet, and felt that it was cruel to say so.
He walked towards those poison barriers. He wanted to break into the important place of yecha, hunt more yecha for Qingjing and help her become the king of heaven.
This is the oath he made after he woke up.
The arrow was fierce and ruthless. It broke Yang Wu's Royal armor and stabbed him on the back. Blood seeped out like flowers.At this time, Qingjing woke up.She was stunned by Mi Xiang of "romantic childe". She was able to wake up just after the medicine of MI Xiang was over. Yang Wupu just hugged her, which frightened her: "Yang... What are you doing, benefactor Yang?"Yang Wu didn't answer and rolled with her in his arms.Bang bang!Just after he dodged with peace in his arms, two arrow plumes came from his original position, and the ground burst into a deep pit."Good boy, I don't believe I can't shoot you." "romantic childe" exclaimed. He was ready to kill Yang Wu again.At this time, a large number of yecha rushed out, and there were yecha who reached the heaven. They were fierce and frightening. Seeing this, the "romantic childe" turned around and ran away. He muttered, "it's a pity that the pure little nun."In fact, this "romantic childe" is just his own claim. Others call him "flower picker" Jiang Ping. This guy is both good and evil. He has no sect and belongs to casual cultivation. I don't know where he got his amazing inheritance. He not only has excellent combat power, but also has unparalleled speed. At the age of 26, he has been squeezed into the realm of Tianyu, which can be comparable to the top Tianjiao of major sects.This guy doesn't know how many Fairies in the supernatural world have been ruined. He has become a famous figure in the supernatural world.In addition to this, he is quite good at many things. For example, when someone meets a horse thief, he will kill the horse thief and save people, or see some seriously injured people. Occasionally, he will be kind to save them, but whoever destroys his good deeds will not make the other party feel better, just like Yang Wu now, He has ruined his good deeds. He has to kill Yang Wu.Yang Wu rolled continuously. His body hit a hard piece. The arrow feather inserted behind him was inserted deeper. The pain made him grin. A little blood seeped out of the corner of his mouth, dripping on his quiet face, and slowly slid to her mouth. She subconsciously licked it. In a moment, she was completely stunned if she was shocked.She licked Yang Wu's blood. It's a man's blood. She's a monk. Is this a break?"Kill these Terrans!" yakha's voice roared.Dozens of night forks rushed to kill Yang Wu and Qingjing. They raised their weapons one after another and burst out an attack with poison fog.Jiang Ping, who was hiding not far away, saw that the situation was bad and immediately ran away. He no longer continued to wait and see.These attacks came so fast that Yang Wu had no time to leave with peace. He had to hold peace in his arms, protect her, and block many attacks with his body as a shield.Boom boom!Wave after wave of attacks fell. Yang Wu felt unbearable. Another mouthful of blood gushed out on Qingjing's face and woke her up completely.Quiet and innocent doesn't mean she's a fool. She finally realized what danger they were in.Looking at Yang Wu protecting her so close at hand, she felt heartache and incompetence for the first time. She cried sadly and angrily: "don't fight again!"With her soft drink, the position of her heart was in full bloom of holy light, a pure lotus blossom, and the flawless power contained inexplicable great power, which disintegrated the attack of yecha, and this power also spread towards the position of yecha, just like the ripples in the water, circle after circle.The night fork that rushed to the front was affected by this force. The fierce evil smell was quickly purified, and the power disappeared from them. One by one, they showed great horror, and fell to the ground. The night fork that reached the heaven screamed, quickly returned to the poison fog clan, and dared not stand up again.This kind of power to purify the world is just their nemesis of the yecha family. They can't fight against it at all.Yang Wu in Qingjing feels this power very clearly. The immortal Qi in his body seems to be drawn by this power and becomes extremely active, and generates suction to absorb these forces into his body. After these forces enter his body, Yang Wu's body reacts greatly. His dust-free body has a sense of fit with these forces, The supreme nine xuanjue is running, and the speed becomes faster. The power of dantianzhong runs continuously around the meridians. I feel that the speed is much faster than before.This is an amazing effect.Any martial artist needs to absorb external forces to improve the realm. The speed of absorbing external forces has a great relationship with the operation of the week. If the power of the week runs fast, the power will be absorbed quickly, and the realm will be improved much faster. This is the basic principle.At this time, Yang Wu's strength is rapidly improving, which is definitely several times or even ten times his usual speed. There are a large number of Xuanqi surging around, which turns into Xuanqi and liquid and falls into the earth sea. The Xuanqi of the earth sea rises sharply, and Yang Wu feels very comfortable.Unfortunately, the good time did not last long. The quiet power disappeared. His mysterious formula returned to normal speed, and the pleasure was beaten back to its original shape."Yang... Almsgiver Yang, can you let me go?" Qingjing whispered, his face full of shame, and he didn't dare to look directly at Yang Wu. Their posture is too provocative.Yang Wu pressed on her, and there was completely zero distance contact between her bodies, presenting a scene that was not suitable for children, which was really difficult for a monk to accept.If Yang Wu hadn't tried to save her, she would have slapped her and committed suicide to show her innocence.Yang Wu didn't mean to insult Qingjing at all. He quickly wanted to stand up from Qingjing. When he moved, he couldn't help taking a cold breath: "hiss!""Yes... Sorry, please don't move." Qingjing remembered that Yang Wu was seriously injured and quickly apologized. She would rather Yang Wu lie on her than suffer. She was really kind-hearted.Yang Wu may take the opportunity to wipe off other beauties, but in the face of silence, he has no blasphemy at all and still forcibly stands up.At the same time, he grabbed the arrow feather with his back hand, bit his teeth and pulled it out.Yang Wu just frowned, didn't even say a word, and then smiled at Qingjing and said, "it's all right.""Sorry, it's all my fault." Qingjing said with guilt.When she woke up, she thought Yang Wu was going to do something bad to her. Who knows that Yang Wu was injured to save her. She was very sad."Come on, younger martial sister Qingjing. If you hadn't taken care of me for a few days, I might have been eaten by fierce beasts. You are the kindest girl I've ever seen in the world." Yang Wu said sincerely."But I... I'm so useless." Qingjing scolded herself with her head down."If you're useless, the fallen yecha here doesn't agree," Yang Wu said, pointing to dozens of yecha nearby.He couldn't understand why the quiet power could destroy these night forks. It didn't kill him, but it was the effect of improving the cultivation speed?Qingjing didn't pay attention to the Yasha. She tore a piece of cloth and prepared to bandage Yang Wu's arrow wound. Yang Wu wanted to refuse, but she let her do it when she looked guilty and distressed.Qingjing tore open Yang Wu's clothes and found that Yang Wu's scars had disappeared except for the arrow wounds that had not been healed. She muttered in her heart, "why did his scars disappear? Did he refine the effect of a certain pill?"On the day she saved Yang Wu, Yang Wu was injured all over. Those injuries were very fatal and bone could be seen. In just a few days, all his injuries were gone. It was difficult for her to be surprised.Qingjing didn't think deeply. After wrapping up Yang Wu's injury, her face was as red as an apple. When Yang Wu was conscious, she looked at Yang Wu's upper body. She kept chanting scriptures in her heart to calm her disordered mood. This move worked in the past, but it failed this time. Yang Wu vomited blood to her in her mind. She couldn't get rid of it anyway.Yang Wu put on his clothes again and asked Qingjing, "your battle for the list of Heavenly Kings is mainly calculated by the number of fierce animals and night forks?"Qingjing nodded and said, "this is the part that can best reflect the combat effectiveness. You can also improve the ranking by dueling with others. Why do you ask?""Let's continue to kill Yasha," Yang Wu said."No, you're hurt now. I can't fight. I'll be killed by them.""The Yasha here died because of your natural power. How can you say you can't fight.""I didn't kill them, I must not." Qingjing couldn't accept the fact that she killed her own life.Yang Wu went over and took out the magic cores of these yecha. She was so frightened that she closed her eyes and recited the Sutra silently. She was afraid to see these bloody scenes.Yang Wu said to Qingjing, "don't you want to compete for the place of 'Heavenly King'? Don't you want to win glory for the sect?"Qingjing hesitated and nodded: "of course. Elder martial sisters said that if we don't win a 'Heavenly King' place, our Hengshan school will be despised by other schools, so elder martial sisters work very hard.""Your elder martial sisters work hard. Don't you have to work hard?" Yang Wu asked."I'm... I'm too stupid. I have strength in my spare time, but I'm afraid of killing. Master told me that I can't kill at will." Qingjing said with her head down like a child who did something wrong.Yang Wu sighed and said, "if you don't kill them, they will kill more people and your elder martial sister. Those people and your elder martial sister may die because of you."With that, he no longer forced quiet, and felt that it was cruel to say so.He walked towards those poison barriers. He wanted to break into the important place of yecha, hunt more yecha for Qingjing and help her become the king of heaven.This is the oath he made after he woke up.
