At this mont, less than a hundred ters away from the cliff, the tall and graceful Qian Shanxue, with her long hair flying, was fighting fiercely with two people beside her, her beautiful eyes filled with frost.
Bang!
Her long spear blocked the opponent's kick, and Qian Shanxue slid back five ters before she managed to stop.
"Captain of the Dragon Group Combat Team, reputed as the number one combat power in the Northern Military District, Qian Shanxue is rely so!" A middle-aged man with a sinister face, holding a longsword, sneered, "Originally, due to that damn Shen Qiang bringing too many demons, we were preparing to leave here. Why did you have to co and seek death?"
Beside him, a fat man holding a bone fan who was part of the encirclent against Qian Shanxue laughed obscenely, "The famous Qian Shanxue, not only is your head worth billions, but your body and face…tsk tsk. I advise you to surrender imdiately. Perhaps, after we have so fun with you, we might spare your life."
"If you continue to resist, falling into our hands will surely result in you being raped and killed! So you'd better obediently drop your weapon and take off your clothes…"
"Shut up!" Wild True Qi burst from Qian Shanxue, but just for a mont, she restrained her aura again.
"Xun Xiang's condition is very bad. My True Qi is too cold. If I fight freely, she simply cannot withstand the impact. And now, these two guys have noticed that Ali's cultivation is insufficient, so I have no way to lure them away. In this case, I can only do my best to delay until Shen Qiang arrives, or else Xun Xiang is sure to die!"
"Hahaha, afraid to exert force?" The sinister middle-aged man charged forward with his sword, mocking, "Afraid that your subordinate will die? Such a beautiful girl, it looks like she's still a virgin, dying would be a pity."
"Hahaha, why not both of you strip naked and serve us well? Maybe we will show rcy!" The fat middle-aged man attacked from the side.
Qian Shanxue's face was cold and resolute, trying her best to defend, but unable to exert her full strength, she was clearly on the losing side, with the situation becoming increasingly dangerous.
At this mont, Ali, holding the dying Ye Xiaolei pinned to the cliff by a longsword, was crying, feeling the increasingly weak breath of Ye Xiaolei in her arms, watching Qian Shanxue in peril, and anxiously murmured, "Shen Qiang, hurry up, where are you!"
Almost simultaneously.
Bang!
Qian Shanxue avoided the longsword but was kicked on the shoulder again, forcing her to retreat.
"You are done for, little beauties! You are all going to die here today, and your fair bodies will belong to !" The fat middle-aged man holding the bone fan laughed maniacally. Then he swiftly perford a magic technique, darkening the sky, countless Yin Spirits shrieked eerily as they rushed towards Qian Shanxue.
Ka!
A chilling cold erupted from Qian Shanxue.
But instead of being affected, the Yin Spirits beca more aggressive, and the already faint life breath of Ye Xiaolei on the cliff grew even weaker.
"Hahaha, it's too late, Qian Shanxue. You've fallen into my Resentful Ghost Formation and can only surrender. Stop struggling, your ice cannot harm them, it will only make your almost dead companion die faster!"
The sinister middle-aged man with the sword also had a lecherous smile on his face: "Co, let use my sword to rip open your uniform. I imagine the body underneath would be perfect."
"Colonel!" Seeing Qian Shanxue trapped and Ye Xiaolei about to perish, Ali could no longer hold back and burst into tears.
But at this mont, with the howling mountain wind, the faint roar of a motorcycle engine could be heard.
"It's Shen Qiang! It must be him!" Ali's eyes lit up.
Qian Shanxue's beautiful lips curved into a seductive arc.
"That guy indeed doesn't disappoint."
Almost simultaneously, the two cultivators exchanged glances, and in the evil array filled with sinister wind, the Yin Spirits beca even more violent. The middle-aged swordsman launched a desperate attack.
"Do you think reinforcents an you won't die? Don't dream of it! I want your head worth billions!"
Qian Shanxue's eyes were cold and resolute, ready to confront him.
But just then.
A skeletal arm suddenly appeared from the ground, grabbing Qian Shanxue's ankle.
Bang!
The instant freezing cold shattered the bones.
But this unexpected mont was enough to cause failure in a clash of masters.
"You're finished!"
The middle-aged man's eyes were excited, and his longsword shot towards Qian Shanxue's throat like a teor.
"Can't dodge!"
Just as Qian Shanxue realized this with horror.
Crack!
Electric light flashed!
Boom!
The middle-aged swordsman was shot out like a cannonball, crashing through countless trees before finally landing with a bang on the slope of the distant hill.
Shen Qiang!
Qian Shanxue's beautiful eyes stared at the majestic figure before her in shock.
Almost simultaneously, the roaring motorcycle sped down the left cliff at a terrifying speed, exploding into fierce flas.
Then Qian Shanxue clearly saw Shen Qiang turning his head to look at her.
But his eyes were filled with coldness: "Anyone can die, so attacking is the best defense. Leave Ye Xiaolei to , and as for you, don't let see cowardice again."
As soon as Shen Qiang finished speaking.
Wild electricity instantly dispelled the gloomy clouds.
The stunned fat man looked at Shen Qiang in shock: "Impossible, no one can break my Yin Soul Array."
Pah!
Standing beside Ye Xiaolei, Shen Qiang glanced at the fat middle-aged man disdainfully and thought: "Every acupuncture thod is a condensed formation. Every immortal doctor is an array master. Such a crude Yin Soul Array is just to scare ordinary cultivators. In front of , it's nothing."
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Twelve silver needles sealed acupoints to stop bleeding.
Then Shen Qiang's wrist shook, and the surgical knife in his hand instantly cut open Ye Xiaolei's pants and clothes.
As he unveiled the clothes.
It was clear that a longsword had pierced diagonally through Ye Xiaolei's lower abdon at about a thirty-degree angle, impaling her body and nailing her to the cliff. Shen Qiang frowned.
"Shen Qiang, save her quickly!" Ali beside him cried.
Glancing at Qian Shanxue standing with her long spear, her whole body exuding hidden coldness, as straight as a javelin, and the man with the sword climbing up from the slope, Shen Qiang grasped the sword hilt in Ye Xiaolei's abdon and shouted: "Three minutes!"
"Understood!" In an instant, terrifying cold erupted from Qian Shanxue. The slope under her feet froze instantly, snowflakes as big as goose feathers floated in the wind, and her waterfall-like waist-length hair swayed gently under the stern military cap.
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