The young man in gold is Jiang Feihe. Liu Qingge got off the boat www.biquge.info his whereabouts were a little mysterious, which aroused his curiosity.

In his eyes, since Feng Yuantu fell in love with Liu Qingge, Liu Qingge must no longer associate with other men.

Therefore, Jiang Feihe chased people all the way, just to see what Liu Qingge wanted to do.

Sure enough, when I came in, I saw Liu Qingge having a private meeting with a man.

Jiang Feihe was a little excited, if there was nothing to do, he wouldn't run for nothing. He is not afraid of something, but he is afraid that it will not be lively and interesting enough.

Liu Qingge suddenly turned into a head full of white hair, Jiang Feihe was not only not afraid, but found it very interesting. That's when he asked.

Jiang Feihe didn't know the severity, but the few guards who followed him were all masters, with a good eye, and they knew that something was wrong at a glance.

Seeing that Liu Qingge was not good, Feng Yi, who was standing beside Jiang Feihe, was anxious, he pulled Jiang Feihe behind him violently, pulled his sword out of the sheath, and shouted across his chest: "Liu everyone, we are here to help you, and there is no malicious ......."

In normal times, Liu Qingge would still be afraid of the Feng family's power. But her Heartless Book suddenly collapsed, went mad, didn't remember anything, and only had endless sadness in her heart. Who cares about the Feng family and the Jiang family.

Liu Qingge didn't say a word, and rushed straight to Fengyi. Her white hair was flying, and her blood-red eyes had fiery murderous intent. The fluttering posture is like a dance, and there is a kind of pleasing elegance.

Feng Yi didn't dare to be careless, as one of the head of the Feng family, he was a seventh-order powerhouse. Out of the martial soul's intuition, he sensed Liu Qingge's danger.

"Let's go......" Feng Yi found that the situation was much more serious than he imagined, and hurriedly pushed Jiang Feihe's palm.

The strong palm power pushed Jiang Feihe to shoot out like an arrow off the string.

The other two guards also realized that something was wrong, and at the same time drew their swords to meet them.

Both of them are sixth-order masters, and they are not much worse than seventh-order powerhouses. Cooperate with Feng Yi to cast the three-element magic array, which can increase the combat power to the extreme.

The most important duty of the Feng family is to kill demon beasts and pirates, and defend the borders of Jiang Kingdom.

Compared with the comfort and wealth of the Jiang royal family, the people of the Feng family began to join the army and fight when they became adults. The combat power of the Fengjia Navy can be firmly ranked among the top three in the Jiangguo Navy Army.

The few guards who followed Jiang Feihe were all battle-hardened. In the event of a surprise attack, they are shocked but not confused, and quickly make the most reasonable response.

As soon as the three-element magic circle headed by Feng Yi was formed, the vitality of the three people standing in a triangular position was hooked together, emitting a faint blue light.

The three-element circle can be used both for assault and defense. Offensive and defensive, simple and practical.

As soon as several magic circles were formed, the momentum immediately soared.

Although Liu Qingge's mind was not sober, his intuition in martial arts improved linearly. She fluttered a little more slowly.

Gao Zhengyang in the room was also amazed. This three-element circle is really not simple. Several people are also experienced and calm in dealing with them, and they are obviously the elite of a hundred battles.

The strength of the three people is obviously far inferior to Liu Qingge, and they stand in formation, but they are actually a few points better in terms of momentum.

Of course, this is also Liu Qingge's rare fight on weekdays. Although the martial arts are high, they are a little less fierce than these hundred battle masters.

Gao Zhengyang was a little interested, took Jiang Yueyi's little hand, and walked out of the room to watch the battle.

Liu Qingge's hatred was difficult to vent, and although the opponent was strong, he couldn't scare her.

With a finger of the verdant bamboo flute in her hand, a sharp sword-like vitality projected out of the flute, stabbing straight at Feng Yi who was the leader.

Feng Yi also saw that Liu Qingge was a little wrong, and he was not surprised that she made a move. The long sword in his hand was horizontal, easily blocking the vitality like a sword blade.

This kind of vitality release is not much of a threat to masters of the same level, but it consumes more vitality. If a martial artist wants to solve the masters of the same level, the most important means is to fight closely.

Liu Qingge also seemed to wake up to this, and gave up continuing to promote vitality. The bamboo flute turned, like a ball of blue light, covering Fengyi.

Feng Yi calmly took out his sword, and the bright blade of the sword slashed accurately on the bamboo flute. The seventh-order sword weapon was so sharp, and the bamboo flute was immediately cut in two.

The half-cut bamboo flute that flew out was crushed into a mass of debris by the flying sword qi in mid-air.

Feng Yi succeeded with a sword, and also tried out that although Liu Qingge's strength was strong, it was a mess, and he couldn't really exert his strength.

He realized that this was an opportunity, and he unceremoniously took advantage of the opportunity to sword at the moment.

Often fighting on the battlefield, Fengyi's martial arts are simple and direct, and they will not be as complicated as Liu Qingge. His sword pierced Liu Qingge's chest, and there was no trick.

Gao Zhengyang couldn't help nodding beside him.

This kind of martial arts fighting on the battlefield is certainly suitable for use on the battlefield, but in a small area of fighting, this move lacks change and is easy to be seen through by the enemy.

Feng Yi's cultivation is not high, but every move and style is perfect. It is a simple swordsmanship, but the timing of it is extremely exquisite, not giving Liu Qingge any chance to retreat.

From this point of view, Feng Yi and Gao Zhengyang's fighting styles are extremely similar. The difference is that Gao Zhengyang has already reached the realm of simplifying the complex.

The moves look simple, but the changes are endless. This is also completely incomparable to Fengyi.

Feng Yi's calm and spicy counterattack made Liu Qingge feel threatened. Without thinking, she raised her hand and threw out the remaining half of the flute, and as soon as the jade hand flipped over, the white and slender five fingers buckled on the blade of the sword.

Feng Yi's eyes were cold, this Liu Qingge was looking for death by himself. Through the three-element magic circle, he can not only gather the strength of the three people, but also stimulate the potential through the magic circle.

This kind of competition brute force, even if Liu Qingge is an eighth order, he can't take advantage of it. What's more, the vitality in her body is chaotic, and doing so is even more self-defeating.

Since he tore his face and did it, Feng Yi didn't have the idea of keeping his hand. If Liu Qingge can't be killed, when she comes back to her senses, it will be their bad luck.

When Feng Yi was full of murderous energy, Liu Qingge's five fingers suddenly moved, and he gently struck the bright sword blade.

"Dingding......

The blade of the sword was struck with a crisp sword sound, and the sound was still undulating, just like the five tones of the palace merchant horn and the feather.

Feng Yi was naturally not in the mood to facilitate these five tones, he only felt that the vitality demonic revealed by the other party's fingertips was all knocked on the point of the change of vitality, and the five fingers were gently tapped, and all the power he condensed on the sword weapon was scattered.

If it was originally a hundred refining elite soldiers who were united in their hearts, now they have become a mess of scattered sand. There is no longer any threat to the enemy.

Feng Yi was shocked in his heart, but the sword was pinched to death, he and Liu Qingge's breath were connected, and now letting go is equivalent to surrendering, and life and death are all in the hands of the other party.

The other two sensed that something was wrong, and without thinking, they shot their swords at Liu Qingge.

"Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight......"

Liu Qingge didn't back down, his slender fingers lightly tapped the rhythm on the blade of the sword, and whispered in his mouth.

The "ding" sound made by the sword blade is like the spring rain beating on the green tiles on the roof, dense and subtle, it seems to be very clear, and you can use your heart to hear it but you can't hear it clearly.

Feng Yi and the others didn't move the music, and they didn't quite understand the meaning of the poems. But somehow, they all seemed to see a scene, 'In the quiet night, the spring rain is dripping, and in a small building, there is a man and a woman snuggling up and quietly listening to the spring rain.' ’

Bright spring, with indescribable beauty, imprinted into everyone's heart without any resistance.

Even Jiang Yueyi on the side, a little ruddy appeared on her pale little face, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

But before she smiled, she found that Feng Yi and the three of them moved, with a weird and peaceful smile on their faces, and slowly fell to the ground.

Seeing that the breath is all cut off, the dead can't die anymore.

This also made Cai Jiang Yueyi's smile solidify suddenly.

"Exquisite. Gao Zhengyang stroked his hands and exclaimed.

Although Liu Qingge looked crazy, this poem used divine qi to reach the realm of mystery and mystery.

Although Feng Yi and the others are good at fighting, they are vulnerable when they encounter this kind of wonderful martial arts.

Liu Qingge didn't look at Gao Zhengyang, his fingers tapped lightly on the blade of the sword, and he continued to chant: "One lovesickness, two sorrows. There is no way to eliminate this. I frowned, but I was on my heart......"