Being invincible is so lonely, I just want to show off!

"Is it dead, it's not dead, squeak!" Ye

Ming greeted him very unceremoniously, making Wan Ming, who was wide-eyed, speechless for a while.

This is not nonsense! Can a dead man stare so wide-eyed?

However, Wan Ming still maintained a certain respect for this mysterious person who easily wiped out nine masters of the Hetian Holy Land.

"Thank you seniors for saving

me! I am Wan Ming, the fifth disciple of the Wind Divine Land Wind Command, I don't know the name of my seniors?"

"My name is

Ye Ming! Don't

you die! Someone spent ten top-grade spirit stones to save you, and I am embarrassed to ask for money when you die!" Ye

Ming was lukewarm to Wan Ming, to be precise, he looked down on Wan Ming.

This is known as the first licking dog in the sacred wind, and finally licking the fool who has nothing.

In Ye Ming's cognition, licking the dog is an existence that must die.

If it weren't for the sake of the spirit stone, he wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to this licking dog.

Wan Ming was confused when he heard it, but when he saw the Yan Lan painting flying quickly in the distance, he suddenly understood a little.

"Anyway, I still have to thank my seniors. "

Senior Brother Wan, are you okay?"

After Wan Ming finished speaking, Yan Lanhua also flew closer, and at the same time did not forget to shoot the ninth arrow.

When Yan Lanhua saw Wan Ming, who seemed to be forty or fifty years old and was already full of gray hair, his heart was also a little gloomy.

Wan Ming is a kind person and takes great care of his younger brothers and sisters, even if he is also taken care of by Senior Brother Wan Ming.

Unexpectedly, Senior Brother Wan Ming, who was so gentle and kind, was forced to burn Shouyuan, and she felt very uncomfortable.

Wan Ming was also full of surprise at this time, he didn't expect that the mysterious person who killed those Hetian Holy Land turned out to be Senior Sister Yan.

It is worthy of being a genius of the ink wind lineage, it is really surprising and delightful!

Wan Ming struggled to stand up, his body trembling a little.

After consuming too much spiritual power and lifespan, he couldn't even stand.

It was Ye Ming who noticed Yan Lan's pleading gaze, so he waved his hand and released a full-level Ganlin technique.

Wan Ming only felt that his body was exhausted, and a large amount of soft and warm energy suddenly poured in, which made him quickly recover a lot of spiritual power.

"Thank you, Senior Ye!" Wan

Ming, who had recovered about thirty percent of his strength, bowed to Ye Ming and thanked him.

Now he can go to Senior Sister Qi Min again to protect her from harm

!"Senior Brother Wan Ming, don't call Ye Ming senior! He shouldn't be much older than me, you can call

him Ye Ming!" Yan Lanhua didn't want to be wrong with Ye Ming, so he was very familiar with holding Ye Ming's

hand and introducing him to Wan Ming.

"Ye Ming is the foreign aid invited by the Wind Sacred Land this time, and he can be regarded as a person from our Wind Sacred Land.

He is very strong, and he has saved me several times!" Wan

Ming noticed the emotion on Yan Lan's face, as well as Ye Ming's slightly impatient expression, and suddenly felt strange.

The little princess of the sacred land of the wind actually fell in love with an outsider.

What's even more weird is that this young man named Ye Ming doesn't seem to be very interested in the little princess.

If this were to be transmitted back to the Wind Sacred Land, it would definitely cause an earth-shattering tremor.

However, now is not the time to think about these, the direction in which Senior Brother Qin Hua and Senior Sister Qi Min are going seems to be also dangerous.

"Senior Sister Yan! Senior Brother Qin Hua and Senior Sister Qi Min broke through from that direction.

I'm afraid that they are in danger, so let's join them as soon as possible?"

"Okay!"

Yan Lanhua knew that Senior Brother Qin Hua and Senior Sister Qi Min might be in danger, and she didn't delay.

The three of them chased after each other, and soon they came to a stop at an intersection.

Qin Hua and Qi Min teamed up and were fighting against a young man in white.

There were also more than a dozen Hetian Holy Land masters gathered around, as well as seven other Holy Land masters.

They didn't do anything, they just watched from the sidelines.

To say that Qin Hua is the second holy son of the Wind Holy Land, Qi Min is the little junior sister of the Wind Divine Bloodline.

The strength of the two of them is definitely not weak, otherwise it would be impossible to hold on to the masters of the Nine Heavenly Holy Lands for so long.

But now that the two have joined forces, they are in danger in the hands of the young man in white.

Qin Hua had four flesh-and-blood wounds on his body, while Qi Min had eleven equally serious wounds on his body.

It can be seen that Qin Hua's strength is indeed higher than Qi Min's.

But compared to that teenager, it is more than a star and a half.

The young man only had a sword in his hand, and he was still wearing an ordinary cloth robe.

Such a defenseless cloth cloth, even if it is a random spell or talisman, can seriously injure it.

Qin Hua and Qi Min also did have frequent tricks, all kinds of spells, talismans, magic weapons, and imperial beasts emerged in endlessly.

If one of these attacks hits, the young man in white will be seriously injured and defeated.

So far, the two have not even touched each other's clothes.

This area of a kilometer radius was filled with smoke and dust by Qin Hua and Qi Min, and countless debris and dust were scattered in all directions.

But the white clothes on the white-clothed young man not only did not have a trace of wrinkles, but not even a trace of dust fell.

No matter what kind of attack or imperial beast Qin Hua played, the young man in white was a simple sword, and he would destroy it in ashes.

Looking at the overwhelming one-sided abuse, it made Yan Lan's heart tremble.

As for Wan Ming, he saw that Qi Min was seriously injured, and he was immediately full of anxiety and distress.

didn't say hello to Yan Lanhua, and rushed over like a mad tiger.

The surrounding disciples of the Hetian Holy Land did not stop them, but they all looked like they were watching a good show.

In fact, it is true that Wan Ming has not recovered, and his strength is less than one-third of the peak.

Facing the white-clothed young man who was proficient in swordsmanship, Wan Ming rushed to take less than three breaths, and there were three more wounds that were deep and visible.

Qin Hua secretly breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and came to cushion his back again.

However, Qin Hua's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw Yan Lan's painting in the distance.

His momentary distraction suddenly made the young man in white seize the opportunity and knock him out of the circle with a sword.

Wan Ming was also cut out dozens of meters away with Qi Min because he protected Qi Min.

Qi Min didn't care about Wan Ming, but looked at Qin Hua not far away for the first time.

It's just that when she saw that Qin Hua's gaze didn't look at herself, but when she saw Yan Lan's painting, a trace of jealousy suddenly appeared in her eyes.

"Is there only this garbage

in the Wind Sacred Land? Is there not even a person who insists on a hundred moves in my hands?

How can such a Wind Sacred Land be qualified to be on a par with our Hetian Holy Land!" The

white-clothed young man glanced at Qin Hua with extreme contempt, this Second Holy Son of the Wind Sacred Land was nominally equivalent to his own identity.

But it's just a parallel import! It's not an exaggeration to say it's garbage.

The strength is ordinary, and the combat experience is not as good as even the ordinary true disciples of the Hetian Holy Land.

The most important thing is that he has no character that a strong person should have.

Tiptoeing during the battle, and even deliberately letting his junior sister block the sword, is simply a cowardly waste

!"Qitianlin! Hugh's presumptuousness!

Our wind has been sacred for ten thousand years, and it is even older than your Hetian Holy Land.

You are just a mere holy son, how dare you be so arrogant, it is ridiculous!" Yan

Lan was not angry at the white-clothed young man insulting Feng Shendi, and immediately stood up to reason with the other party.