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Chapter 313 Fight against the second generation of the Holy Gate

"Brother Yang, can you handle it? Do you want your little sister to help me!"

Cao Ying's voice is soft and crisp, with a feeling of "catching people". It makes people feel numb, just like countless ants are crawling.

Yang Yifei cursed inwardly and said, "No need, I can solve it."

Du Wenxing's whole body was shaking and soft, feeling that the sound seemed to be tickling some itch deep in his heart, and for a moment, it was difficult for him to gather all his strength.

Although Cao Ying did not take action, her voice almost solved Du Wenxing's combat effectiveness. In fact, she secretly helped Yang Yifei.

Yang Yifei's eyes flashed, and he obviously saw it, and he slapped it hard with his palms.

If I can't kill this kid, I'll lose myself.

If Du Wenxing was still the original Du Wenxing, he would probably have died without any power to fight back under Yang Yifei's attack. However, Du Wenxing is not fighting alone, or he is not fighting at all.

His body has been completely controlled by Bei Ming.

Under Du Wenxing's clothes, Bei Ming had completely covered his body, except for his neck and head.

As Yang Yifei's palms and a piece of purple cloud attacked, Du Wenxing's body jumped high under Bei Ming's control, and his dark hands fell to Yang Yifei's head.

Yang Yifei was shocked again. Hasn’t this kid been influenced by Cao Ying’s charming technique? How could he still react so quickly?

Being fooled!

This kid is pretending!

Yang Yifei thought it a little bit, but it did not affect his attention to Du Wenxing (Bei Ming).

He drew two and a half arcs with his hands, gathered on top of his head, and the purple clouds condensed, and the pure Yang true energy was concentrated in his palm, and he rushed upwards.

Bei Ming suddenly showed his greed, what a pure and delicious energy!

Du Wenxing's dark palms were in contact with Yang Yifei's palms, silently and silently, and the two of them just stalemate up and down.

"Yang Yifei seems to be not good." Hong Tianjun in the valley said with his arms in his arms, without any intention of coming forward to help.

"Yes, but what's up to me?" Cao Ying seemed to smile.

Hong Tianjun glanced at her, nodded, and stopped talking, just one person was missing to share fruit.

At this time, the Red Sun Thunder in the air was still continuing, but the scope was limited to the Red Sun Fruit Tree. Three red fruits in the blue light were bathed in the lightning and kept shaking, which seemed very comfortable.

"Help me!" Yang Yifei's anxious voice came from the entrance of the valley.

Hong Tianjun and Cao Ying both showed surprise. Yang Yifei, a proud person, asked for help. How much trouble did he encounter?

The two looked at the valley entrance again.

This time, the two of them looked much more carefully and immediately realized that something was wrong. Although it seemed that Yang Yifei was in a stalemate with the stranger, Yang Yifei's expression was wrong.

Although the stranger had awkward posture on his head, his expression was pleasant and satisfied, and he seemed to be a little distracted?

Damn, it's true!

Hong Tianjun's eyes were wide open.

Although Yang Yifei was standing on the ground, his legs trembled slightly, his face was pale and cold sweating, and his arms were also in a slight slump.

Do you want help?

Cao Ying and Hong Tianjun looked at each other. According to the situation, Yang Yifei couldn't hold on for long. The idea of ​​sharing the Nine Yang Fruit between them might not be able to be achieved. The boy who later must have a share of the pie.

But it is not good to help Yang Yifei. For the people in the Holy Sect, their own interests are the most important. To sacrifice themselves for others, what the hell was then?

"Help me, my red sun fruit belongs to you, I swear to you." Yang Yifei shouted again.

He had to do this because if the stalemate continues, his internal strength will be sucked dry. At that time, it will not only be a problem of training, but may damage the foundation.

Seeing that Cao Ying and Hong Tianjun were still not moving, Yang Yifei cursed in his heart, but quickly and loudly sweared: "I, Yang Yifei, swear, as long as Cao Ying and Hong Tianjun help me get out of the trap, I voluntarily give up the Chiyang Fruit. If I violate this vow, I will not die if I hit thunder!"

"Haha, there is no need to be so, there is no need to be so, it's all brothers, it's time to help, what kind of swearing!" Hong Tianjun's "hearty" voice came, and his figure rushed towards him like a tiger.

Too bad things, if I don’t swear, can you take action?

Yang Yifei secretly hated him.

"Senior Brother Yang, my sister is here to help you too." Cao Ying giggled and floated over, like a red cloud.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Du Wenxing (Bei Ming) let go of his hand and fell from mid-air. Yang Yifei, who had lost most of his internal strength, fell softly to the ground and gasped.

He did not mention the other party's strange ability to absorb people to Cao Ying and Hong Tianjun, and obviously had the intention of revenge.

Hong Tianjun first fought with Du Wenxing (Bei Ming), and Cao Ying watched with a clever smile.

Yang Yifei stood up and said, "Don't you go and help? This kid is not weak!"

Cao Ying looked at him and said, "No, no, Senior Brother Hong can handle it."

Yang Yifei knew that the other party was actually worried about him, and was afraid that he would pick the Chiyang Fruit first when they took action. Although the Chiyang Fruit was not fully mature, its effectiveness was still there, but it was just a little worse.

He laughed dryly and said simply: "Since I gave up the Chiyang Fruit for my brother, it is not suitable to stay here, so say goodbye!"

After saying that, he left without looking back. In fact, he was unsure. He didn't trust Cao Ying and the others at all. He was afraid that Cao Ying would kill himself and leave him here, so it would be better to leave.

His current state is really not capable of protecting himself.

Watching Yang Yifei leave, Cao Ying then withdrew his gaze and looked at the battle circle.

She was surprised to find that Hong Tianjun also faced this strange boy with an extremely ugly expression, but the boy looked as if nothing had happened.

How is that possible?

With intuitive experience, Cao Ying finally discovered the strangeness of Du Wenxing (Bei Ming). Hong Tianjun's internal strength is the deepest among the three of them. Can this kid resist?

The most important thing is that Hong Tianjun’s powerful poison skills can often kill people invisibly.

But now, the palms of the two have already touched each other, but this kid doesn't feel poisoned at all.

Weird, weird... Cao Ying touched his chin and pondered.

At this moment, Hong Tianjun was also in extreme regret. In fact, his strongest swordsmanship was his swordsmanship. He chose to use his palms just to quickly resolve the battle, because he felt that the poisonous gas he practiced with the "Hundred Poisons Sutra" could easily solve this kid.

But unexpectedly, this kid is not afraid of poison.

Looking at the boy's palms, he might have been tempered with highly toxicity and has become resistant to toxicity.

What scared him the most was that his internal force was flowing towards the other party far away along the junction of his palms. This was not because he took the initiative to attack, but because he was sucked by the other party.
Chapter completed!
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