The blood of the perfect world spreads all over the sky

Sikong Changfeng saw that Baili Dongjun didn't have any worries on his expression, and he was relieved for Xiaobai. Baili Dongjun didn't worry about his personal maid, so he didn't have to worry at all.

Xiao Bai really didn't need them to worry, and he wasn't so critical that he hid from Bai Liuli's mouth.

Because at this time, he was escorted by two people, one was Lord Zhuo Mo Lei Mengsha and the other was Lord Qingge Luo Xuan.

Baimei Xiaoli climbed up from the ruins with an extremely ugly face. He had made a mistake today. He didn't expect that the young man holding a sword in the wine shop was a body refiner. A body refiner holding a sword was indeed very confusing.

There are many legends about body refiners who strengthen their bodies all the time, and use the free earth realm to fight the free heaven realm. In some legends, the body refiners use the strength of the free earth realm to kill the free heaven realm.

It's not surprising that he was rushed away by a body refiner.

It's just that... this body refiner is too young and too thin.

The other body builders were all tall and muscular, but that boy...

Is it some new body-training technique?

He couldn't sigh for long, because a big snake rushed towards his position.

Looking at the behemoth, Xiao Li frowned slightly. He had to face not only the giant snake, but also a powerful aura behind the giant snake, which was stronger than him.

After hesitating for a moment, he had no intention of getting out of the way. Although he knew he couldn't stop them, it was important to strike hard while they were escaping so that the big snake would be seriously injured and unable to fight anymore.

Since they are already hostile, it is necessary to take the opportunity to weaken the opponent's combat power.

As for the big snake and the unknown strong man stopping to fight him, that was exactly what he wanted. The big snake should have been driven over by the four helpers. As long as the big snake and the unknown strong man dared to stay, they would wait until the four helpers arrived. their death date.

Waving the brush in his hand, Orochi's speed was much slower than that of the previous body refiner. He had more time to prepare and his power was stronger.

Suddenly there was a flute sound, which was a bit desolate, and there was a kind of sadness like crying in the cool night.

In the desolation, the tense atmosphere on the long street instantly dissipated a lot. The killers chasing on the long street stopped involuntarily and listened carefully to the sound of the flute.

The person playing the flute at this time is naturally not an ordinary person. The powerful warriors will integrate their inner strength into the sound of the flute and can kill people invisible. They dare not slack off and secretly use their inner strength to prepare to resist the sonic attack. After listening for a moment, The expected sonic attack did not come, and they slowly realized that the sound of the flute was really just a pleasant sound, and there was no inner force involved.

But that real desolation can temporarily dull their murderous intent.

The ordinary flute sound did not make the killers relax, but made them more alert. A simple flute sound can do this, but what if it is integrated with internal power?

Who is it? Is it so powerful?

Baimei Xiao Li couldn't help but slow down the movements in his hands. He could also think of things that the killers could think of, but he didn't want to stop.

Suddenly, a rose petal fell through his vision of the Mo River, and landed at his feet, one or two... Many fine petals suddenly fell on the long street, and fell on the long street, adding a unique feel to the long street. Such beauty.

Xiao Li helplessly stopped what he was doing. Flower petals can pass through the Mo River, and the flute player can naturally break the Mo River. He was defeated before the two of them officially took action.

Who is this?

Looking at the rose petals all over the street, Xiao Li thought of a person.

"Young Master Qingge?" He called softly, and his voice broke through the sound of the flute and reached everyone's ears.

Lei Mengsha smiled and said: "Hahaha... That guy is here too. I thought I was the only one who would come."

"White-haired girl, let's go quickly. With that guy here and me, the white-browed girl doesn't dare to take action."

"You are the one with white hair, and your whole family is white hair." Xiaobai pouted, very dissatisfied, and cursed out loud.

Everyone around her had black hair, but she had white hair, which made her different from the others, and she was bullied because of it. It was the young master's kindness that allowed her to be his personal maid, so that she could avoid being bullied.

She doesn't like gray hair, but she is born with it.

Lei Mengsha hurriedly apologized: "Sorry, sorry, little girl, tell Bai Liuli to go away."

"Hmph, Liuli, let's go quickly." Xiaobai glared at Lei Mengsha, very dissatisfied, but she still followed Lei Mengsha's words and quickly asked people to leave.

The giant snake accelerated again, taking Xiao Bai past Xiao Li in an instant. As expected, Xiao Li didn't make a move and just let them go straight through.

Lei Mengsha ran out after him.

The white-browed Xiao Li looked around, and then found a figure on a tall building. Looking at the elegant man, he couldn't help but sigh: "Mr. Qingge, among the eight princes of Beili, he is known as the elegant 'Mr. Ya'. Rumor has it that Every time he appears in front of everyone, there will be elegant music playing, and there will be flower petals falling in the rain. When I saw it tonight, it was indeed like this. I didn’t expect that there really...are people in the world who do this!"

Xiao Li gently twisted the two fingers of his left hand, lifting the fallen petals from the ground, spinning them on his fingertips, raising his head, looking at the young man in white who was playing the bamboo flute on the eaves, and sneered: "Among the eighth young masters of Beili The three of them came to Chaisang City on the southwest road, which really makes people feel... uneasy~~"

He flicked his fingers, and the petals formed into an arrow, which rushed towards Mr. Qingge.

He had given up on taking action just now because he was one against three, and he was definitely no match for him. Now that only Young Master Qingge was left, he had to take action to test the importance of Young Master Qingge among the eight young masters in Beili.

Facing the flower petals and feather arrows shot at him, Master Qingge did not move at all, still playing the flute gracefully. But when the flower arrows came close to him, Xiao Yin suddenly started to rush, and his voice became louder. He was wearing a white robe. With a slight lift, the flower arrow instantly collapsed and fell into a rain of flowers.

"Hmph." Xiao Li shouted angrily, his internal energy surged, and in an instant he rushed forward and punched Young Master Qingge.

"Even the Eighth Young Master from Beili can't even think of using the power of three people to change the new trend of the Southwest Road!"

Young Master Qing Ge pointed his toes and flew behind him, and the eaves of the roof were smashed to pieces by Xiao Li.

But Mr. Qingge still played calmly, and the bamboo flute in his hand was still soothing and melodious. He did not regard Xiao Li in front of him as a threat at all. He turned around and Qingge in white robe passed by Xiao Li.

Xiao Li was stunned and shouted loudly: "Stop him!"

On the long street, Yan Qiansui suddenly appeared and raised the butcher knife in his hand.

At the same time, Granny Needle also flew up her silver needle!

Bai Liuli belongs to the Zhenxihou family. In order not to anger Zhenxihou, they can let him go, but they can kill Mr. Qingge.

The Marquis of Zhenxi was not sure whether he would interfere in the affairs of the Southwest Road, but the Eighth Young Master of Beili had already made it clear that he wanted to participate, so he could be killed.

Young Master Qingge's foot lightly touched the thousand-jin knife, and Yan Qiansui's whole body fell down. Young Master Qingge gracefully passed over Yan Qiansui's head, and at the same time, the jade belt around his waist bounced up gently, flying closer. The hundreds of silver needles were shot down.

The tinkling sound was extremely clear, as if it was accompanying the song.

Mr. Qingge stood on a low building not far from the city gate. A song finally ended. He put down the flute in his hand, turned his back to Xiao Li, Yan Qiansui and others, and said lightly: "The strength of three people is not enough." , what about the power of seven people!"