Chapter 140: My Tsing Yi

Xiao Qinglong didn't hesitate. Although the imperial family was weak, but the bottom was unfathomable to protect the Xiao family. There was absolutely no family who dared to move the Xiao family. It was entirely possible that the Xiao family would rise again in 30 years.
Zuo Fan also moved. The one he was most worried about was Zuo Pingping, and at the moment the royal family expressed its stance. The rest of the clan stepped aside, and there shouldn't be any accidents in killing Xiao Lang, so he took the shot unscrupulously.
As for why the royal family and Yun Zishan wanted to do something with Xiao Lang, neither of them thought too much, nor did they have time to think about it. The two people who were originally extremely angry, once let go of their inner restraints, they are like two tigers going down a mountain, tearing apart all the enemies.
Xiao Qinglong, as the head of the Xiao family, had an unfathomable cultivation base. When he shot his hands, the situation changed. His powerful aura directly engulfed Xiao Lang and others, just like a mountain directly pressing down.
Zuo Fan, as the hall master of the Zuo Family Bloody Battle Hall, the third person of the Zuo Family, had a cultivation base not much lower than Xiao Qinglong, and he directly released his soul, a huge white tiger whizzed out and shot towards Xiao Lang like lightning.
Divine Soul combat skills are linked to the Divine Soul level Profound Qi realm. Zuo Fan’s Divine Soul combat skills are obviously much more powerful than Xiao Qingbao. If there is no accident, this white tiger alone would be enough to blow everyone in front of you to pieces, and the entire Qingyi Pavilion would be too. Razed to the ground.
"Ah, Xiao Lang!"
The sudden change occurred, and Dongfang Yiye and the others did not react at all. Dongfang Hongdou looked at the huge white tiger and saw Xiao Qinglong's tall figure rising into the air, making his face pale and desperate in fright.
Cha Mu couldn't bear to turn his head and sighed inwardly, Xiao Lang still didn't seem to be able to escape the disaster.
"call out!"
A sharp sound suddenly sounded, stabbing everyone's eardrums, Cha Mu's face suddenly turned, Dongfang Hongdou stopped crying, and Xiao Qinglong, who was in the air, forcibly stopped in the air. And at this moment, Xiao Buhuo's half-old body burst out with an extremely strong aura, and Xiao Budie's aura alone definitely didn't have to be much weaker.
Countless strong people suddenly changed color, as if they were facing a big enemy, all their eyes were looking into the air.
Xiao Lang was going to fight desperately, even if he died, Zuo Fan's soul would be hit hard, and the purple grass vines were already ready to go. Qianxun was about to kill Zuo Xi with the violent blue veins in his left hand, and then went to death generously with Xiao Lang. At this moment, the two immediately stopped doing it.
All eyes cast into the air.
In the sky, a huge epee suddenly appeared, as if coming from above the nine heavens. Although this epee looks like a real thing, everyone can feel that it is a person's soul. A divine soul alone made everyone feel coercive, making Xiao Buhuo like a great enemy. It can be seen that the level of this divine soul is definitely not low, and the master of the divine soul is also extremely powerful.
The answer will be announced in the next second.
A black shadow stepped into the air, and the black shadow was enveloped in the black armor, only revealing a pair of lifeless eyes. This black shadow carried a man in his hand, a beautiful man with a robes of snow and abundance.
The black-clad man didn't speak, but the beautiful man with abundance of gods and jade stared at Xiao Qingyi, who was holding the knife, with heartache and regret in his eyes.
An extremely sorrowful voice resounded throughout Tsing Yi Pavilion.
"Tsing Yi, my Tsing Yi, it's too late to walk alone. From now on I will never let you hurt a little bit. If anyone dares to hurt you, I will destroy his nine races!"
Army god!
Lone Guxing came, and his personal guard, Qing Ming, who was infinitely close to the five superpowers, also came.
No one of the strong people present didn't know this legendary figure, and they also knew who made them feel depressed just now, and who owns the giant sword spirit in the sky.
What they didn't understand was why the military who was far away in northern Xinjiang appeared in the Xiao family compound? Still say some inexplicable words?
Tsing Yi?
My Tsing Yi?
Is it Xiao Qingyi?
And at this moment, his affectionate and distressed eyes were also looking at Xiao Qingyi, making everyone extremely surprised.
A generation of military gods, the ruthless man who has broken the hearts of countless young ladies, has never married in his entire life, and has rejected the loneliness of dozens of young ladies' courtships. He is not the rumored ruthless man.
He has always loved a woman, who turned out to be the Raksha Xiao Qingyi.
The strength of the army is not only because he has a powerful guard Qing Ming who can die for him, nor is it the 500,000 town northern army he commanded. But his wisdom is like a demon, the wisdom of the sky is countless. People who are enemies with him often die miserably, as can be proved by the several large families in the dynasty who were silently annihilated by him.
This is a legend who, by virtue of his wisdom, can be as famous as the four super families.
Xiao Qinglong's body in midair immediately retreated, because the giant sword in the sky was locked on him. If he dared to move forward, Qing Ming would definitely kill him mercilessly.
Zuo Fan's huge white tiger immediately stopped moving, although the military only came with a Qing Ming. Although more than a dozen elders came to the Zuo family, he didn't dare to have any fighting spirit in his heart. Because the facts have proved that this man with abundance of gods and jade is invincible, although... he has no strength at all.
The two powerhouses of the royal family immediately took a step forward and protected the Yun Zishan behind him. Qing Ming stared at the sky coldly, with a solemn expression.
No one dared to move, and watched Qing Ming pierce through the sky with a solitary walk.
however--
Someone moved at this moment!
Xiao Lang jumped out like a leopard, and a purple grass vine in front of him turned into a gorgeous silk and floated silently towards Zuo Fan's white tiger, which was stopped in the air.
Mayfly shake the tree?
Countless strong people are extremely puzzled, not sure what is the meaning of Xiao Lang's move?
"Uncle Zuo Fan, be careful!"
Zuo Xi was trembling with fright at this moment. She knew very well what terrifying magical powers Xiao Lang, the grass vine spirit possessed. Although Qianxun's neck was pinched, she still screamed in terror.
"Ok?"
Zuo Fan raised his brow, with a bad feeling, but didn't know what went wrong? He didn't believe that Xiao Lang had the ability to hurt his soul.
At the moment he hesitated, Xiao Lang's body had already shot a few meters in front of the White Tiger's Soul, and several meters of purple grass vines entangled the huge white tiger like lightning.
"what!"
Zuo Fan finally knew what was wrong, and finally understood the meaning of Zuo Xi's caution. His face suddenly turned pale at this moment, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of horror.
Because the huge white tiger was entangled by purple grass and vines, it was corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye. The white tiger was rolling in the sky in pain, but its body was shrinking rapidly. It was just a face, and its volume had shrunk by a tenth .
"White Tiger is back!"
Strongly enduring the pain from the depths of his soul, Zuo Fan controlled the soul to fly back quickly. After his soul flew back into his body, the volume had already been reduced by a fifth.
"puff!"
Zuo Fan could no longer suppress the tumbling blood in his throat. He spouted wildly, staggering back, and being supported by the left elder behind him, he immediately closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.