Chapter 1204: Not Afraid

It is not a problem for Yang Yiyi to fight against second-rate players now, but it is not so easy to fight against first-rate masters.

And it just so happens that the four kings of Tianlang Sect are all first-rate masters, even the most lame corpse ghost king among the four kings.

Let alone others, Yang Yiyi once saw the Flying Tiger King being besieged by Master Xuanci of Jingci Temple, Zhou Wenyi of Qijue Sect and Taoist Master Qingjingzi of Lingyun Temple, and he escaped easily without any damage.

Even if this Poison Dragon King is weaker than the Flying Tiger King, it must not be much weaker, and a head-on conflict is very uncertain.

Wu Shaoyi and Qin Yan are also talented people in the younger generation, but their growth rate is definitely not as fast as Yang Yiyi, who has opened up. Yang Yiyi can only deal with one, and she can't beat him at all. Now there are two...

Yang Yiyi was at a loss, but Wu Shaoyi and Qin Yan had the same idea in their minds.

No, we have to go!

As if he saw through their thoughts, the Flying Tiger King leaped over the heads of the three people and landed on the other side to block their way.

This light skill was still so exaggerated that everyone only saw a shadow flashing by and could not see the action clearly.

The Poison Dragon King chuckled:

"Since you are here, don't rush to leave. There is no old woman from the Tianjue Palace to make trouble this time."

If Li Chengxi was present, he would definitely complain, sister, you are a few years older than Shen Qingluo, how dare you say that she is an old woman?

However, Li Chengxi happened to be away, which was also the most panicked thing for Yang Yiyi.

This matter is outrageous to talk about. The four kings of the Tianlang Sect are the highest-ranking and most capable people besides the leader. You don't deal with the masters of various sects who came in, but come to deal with three little girls.

At this time, the Flying Tiger King clenched his fist and said to the somewhat panicked Yang Yiyi:

"Little girl, you have a long thing on your body, like jade, right?"

He actually knew about the Qingtian Book?

"Hand over the things honestly, how about I let you go?"

Hearing this, Yang Yiyi was not panicked, her eyes fixed, staring at the Flying Tiger King.

Not many people know the secret of the Qingtian Book, and even fewer people know that the Qingtian Book is on Yang Yiyi. Only trustworthy people know.

This matter is actually because Li Chengxi was careless. He usually doesn't speak in front of outsiders. When he speaks, it is basically when he kills the other person.

However, the Poison Dragon King and the Flying Tiger King have heard Li Chengxi speak. At that time, both of them were very surprised. Obviously, they didn't know what the Qingtian Book was at that time.

But now, the two of them actually came to ask for it at the same time. It is obvious that someone told them that it was not a monster who spoke, but the Qingtian Book.

This person is very likely the leader of the Tianlang Sect.

Qin Yan and Wu Shaoyi have turned this circle in their minds, but Yang Yiyi has not. Besides, she doesn't care about it.

For Yang Yiyi, the Book of Heaven is the most untouchable reverse scale. Qin Yan was almost beaten to the ground by Yang Yiyi. Whoever touches the Book of Heaven is looking for death.

So Yang Yiyi has no other thoughts in her mind now, only one.

The Tianlang Cult wants the Book of Heaven, I have to kill them all!

Not one can be left alive!

So she immediately took a stance, every nerve in her body was tense, and all her attention was focused on the Flying Tiger King.

Yang Yiyi looks like a silly and naive little girl on the surface, but once she is angered, her momentum is still very terrifying.

The Flying Tiger King felt like he was really stared at by a white-browed tiger. The undisguised strong killing intent penetrated every inch of his skin. There was no doubt that he would be torn to pieces as long as he showed a flaw.

Even though he had a brief fight and had some psychological expectations of Yang Yiyi's ability, the Flying Tiger King was suddenly shocked.

Unconsciously, the tip of his nose was sweating slightly.

"Okay, okay! That's it! That's it! It seems that there are brave men in the Central Plains! Hahaha!"

The title of Flying Tiger King, on the one hand, means that his lightness is like flying, and on the other hand, Flying Tiger King has just learned martial arts and has really killed a tiger with his own skills.

The tiger skin skirt on his body was the trophy at that time. After that, no matter what enemy he encountered, there were very few that could interest Flying Tiger King.

Because after facing the majesty of the real king of beasts, the momentum of a person is really nothing.

And this time, a little girl less than 1.7 meters tall actually reminded Flying Tiger King of the trembling when facing a tiger when he was young.

It's exciting to think about it!

He crossed his hands and raised his foot to take a step forward.

The stone slab under his feet was shattered by the internal force, cracked silently, and the fighting spirit was awe-inspiring.

"Silly tiger, don't forget the leader's instructions."

The Poison Dragon King reminded him, but Flying Tiger King didn't care:

"I can't forget it, it's still early."

It's still early?

Now that the Central Plains martial arts have come in, are you sure it's still early?

The top leaders of the Tianlang Cult are obviously plotting something, but it's obvious that they won't say it so readily.

That's right, Yang Yiyi just needs to rush forward, but Qin Yan and Wu Shaoyi have more to consider.

In fact, Qin Yan and Wu Shaoyi didn't have time to think too much. The Poison Dragon King took off a small sachet from his waist:

"In that case, I'll play with you."

The sachet suddenly exploded like a bomb, and pink and purple dust and smoke spread instantly, looking like butterfly scales.

But both of them knew that things that looked gorgeous often represented highly toxicity.

The detoxification pills provided by Taohuawu could resist some toxins when held under the tongue, but it was unclear how long they could last.

Wu Shaoyi immediately pulled the piano out of the baffle of the wheelchair and pressed hard with his fingers.

——Buzz!

Accompanied by a violent roar, the gradually spreading smoke was instantly flattened, preventing it from continuing to float towards him.

"Sister, you have such a beautiful musical ability that I am moved by it."

The voice of the Poison Dragon King came from the smoke, but at the same time, a purple shadow suddenly appeared on the left side of Qin Yan, and she seemed to be unaware.

It was not until a sweet smell rushed into her nose that Qin Yan seemed to wake up from a dream and drew out the short knife from her waist with her backhand to chop it.

The Poison Dragon King obviously did not fight hard, but stepped back half a step to avoid the blade, and smiled softly, and actually melted into the air in the eyes of Wu Shaoyi and Qin Yan, and disappeared completely.

The two reacted quickly and realized that they had been tricked and their eyes were useless.

So they closed their eyes and listened to the subtle movements.

It was like dancing to the beat of a drum, dancing on the auditory nerves.

In this regard, Wu Shaoyi had an advantage, but Qin Yan's fighting skills were not bad either. After all, he was a thief, and unlocking in the dark was a standard skill.

Although it was an empty place, Qin Yan immediately turned around and stabbed.

The Poison Dragon King seemed to have expected it, and even arrogantly clamped Qin Yan's short knife with his fingers.

"What? Is this all you can do?"

Before he finished speaking, the Poison Dragon King saw a rotating black shadow hitting his face. He looked closely and found that it was Wu Shaoyi's wheelchair...