"Huh?" When Zhuang Yichen realized it, he found himself in a circular space. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The round ball was actually a treasure with spatial ability, and San Qingyi was already scattered in three directions, and everyone had killing intent on their faces.

"San Qingyi?" Zhuang Yichen looked at the three people in front of him, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, but the expression on his face remained the same. After returning safely from the Demon Clan, he has been collecting information on the powerhouses above the level of civil scholar on the Human Race, and these three Tsing Yi are also among them.

These three people have always been loners, neither belonging to any family nor to a certain force. The strength of each of them is at the stage of consummation of the middle level of the writer, and it is not very terrible to be alone.

But these three people have a set of joint exercises, and once the three of them are together, even the powerhouses at the peak of the Hao level are not opponents.

So below the Great Confucian, these three people have an invincible taste in it. No one knows what the names of the three Tsing Yi are, only that they take Tsing Yi as the number, so they are called Big Tsing Yi, Second Tsing Yi and Little Tsing Yi.

"Being able to know us, it seems that you are not a lonely person!" Xiao Qingyi looked proud, and said coldly: "Since you recognize us, I will give you to kill yourself!"

"Yes, this is the best mercy for you!" Er Qingyi also said lightly, so as not to do it best.

"If you want my life, take it yourself!" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly, and said a little arrogantly. Cheng Dieyi's voice came from his ears, and the passage between the Zero Realm Fragment and the Divine Dragon Continent was about to close.

And Red Tiger and Ziyu also transmitted the news, and they were all ready, waiting for Zhuang Yichen's order at any time.

"It's really great for the three of us to go out together to deal with you as a mere Wenju person!" Xiao Qingyi waved his pen, and a cold and ice tiger suddenly appeared and pounced towards Zhuang Yichen.

This Ice Tiger already has the strength of the first rank of the Hao level, and at this time, the tiger roars everywhere, which is extremely deterrent.

"Is that all?" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly, and the blood-stained sword gently lifted up, giving birth to thousands of sword qi for no reason, and directly bombarded the body of the cold ice tiger.

"Poof!" San Qingyi had some kind of mental connection with this Ice Tiger, and when thousands of sword qi shattered the Ice Tiger, his mind was suddenly damaged, and a mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out.

"Bold!" Da Qingyi and Er Qingyi shouted angrily in unison, their writing continued to wave, and they began to write their strongest battle poems.

"His strength is not much different from ours!" San Qingyi's expression changed suddenly at this time, and he immediately made a move.

Da Qingyi and the second young man frowned slightly, how could all this not match the prior information? However, the commission they accepted came from a super terrifying force, and they couldn't afford to offend at all.

"Kill with all your might!" Da Qingyi gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, and the battle poems in his hands took the lead in forming. A charming and amorous beauty suddenly appeared, dressed in a light veil, and made various movements towards Zhuang Yichen in a variety of styles.

Although Zhuang Yichen was on guard in his heart and his heart was like a rock, but at this time, under the actions of this charming and amorous beauty, he was actually in his heart.

After the poems of the Second Tsing Yi War were written, a peerless warrior appeared, holding a sledgehammer in his hand, and smashed down on Zhuang Yichen's head with a loud shout.

Sanqingyi's writing pen is waving with flowers, as if embroidering. At that time, after his battle poems were formed, countless copper coins shot out like pear blossom needles in a rainstorm, heading towards the vital point around Zhuang Yichen.

The three attacks of divine soul, strength, and hidden weapon are one, and the only goal is to kill Zhuang Yichen.

"Boy, if the three of us join forces, you will definitely die!" Xiao Qingyi laughed happily and hideously, and roared in a low voice.

"Their strength is really strong!" Zhuang Yichen's eyes lit up, and the guard of the Xingchen Sword Technique made a move, and the blood-stained sword stood still in front of his chest.

But the subtlety of that angle is extremely difficult to describe in words, and as soon as the copper coins that came first came close to the bloodstained sword, it was as if they had encountered the cathode of a magnet, and they catapulted directly into the distance.

Zhuang Yichen's face turned pale for a moment, and at this time, the peerless warrior was already close, and the big hammer made a sound of wind and thunder, roaring and slamming down with the momentum of thunder.

The bloodstained sword suddenly bounced up at this moment, and the sharp sound of the wind danced wildly all around, and it collided with the sledgehammer in a mysterious way.

The majestic internal force collided with the soul qi on the opponent's sledgehammer, Zhuang Yichen's face turned a little whiter, but Er Qingyi's face was as red as if he was drunk.

"Zhuang Lang, don't you want a slave?" At this time, the beautiful woman suddenly made a delicate voice, looking so pitiful.

Zhuang Yichen looked up and saw that the eldest princess was not far in front of him, making all kinds of sultry movements.

The bloodstained sword let out a mournful roar, and Zhuang Yichen suddenly came to his senses. The eldest princess immediately changed back to the appearance of a beautiful woman, and then turned into a powerful ghost and locked her soul.

The hands are as thin as chicken feet, and the nails are ten inches long, and the jet-black and shiny are very intimidating.

"Get out!" Zhuang Yichen shouted, and slashed down with a sword, and a flame burned from the blade of the sword, instantly burning the powerful ghost to the ground.

Zhuang Yichen's martial arts skills at this time shocked the three Qingyi, and the killing intent in his eyes was infinite.

Zhuang Yichen's combat power in the realm of martial arts was already terrifying enough, but it was even more incredible to be able to take the attack of the three of them at the same time. Thinking about his age, if this son is not removed, they will definitely have trouble sleeping in the future.

"Kill him!" San Qingyi's thoughts flowed, his face was infinitely murderous, and the writing of the three of them made a movement at the same time, and it seemed that infinite mysteries surged from the end of the pen.

"It's my turn!" Zhuang Yichen sneered, the bloodstain sword swung an extremely mysterious trajectory, and the phantom sword of the Xingchen Sword Technique was already ready to go, just waiting for this moment.

San Qingyi was at this time when his sense of precaution was at the lowest, and he only wanted to kill Zhuang Yichen as soon as possible, unlike the mentality of cat and mouse at the earliest. Thinking that even if Zhuang Yichen was a genius, he couldn't stop their casual blow at all.

As soon as the phantom sword came out, San Qingyi's face immediately showed a look of confusion and intoxication, and only Da Qingyi's face looked very struggling, and his eyes became clearer and clearer.

"Do it!" Zhuang Yichen's mind moved, and Hongyan and Ziyu appeared in an instant, and he didn't know what method they used, they could actually break into this ball directly. When Zhuang Yichen contacted them before, he knew that they had a way to enter, otherwise he would have to use the power of Tao Lisi to kill San Qingyi.

"Roar!" Hongyan and Ziyu appeared at the same time as the true bodies of the fierce beasts, and pounced on the second and third Qingyi respectively.