Chapter 391 People with Fire Bloodline (4)

That big knife is so huge that people look up, it descends from the sky, as if it wants to cut the sky open.

The giant knife condensed out of thin air, carrying a strong wind, fell straight towards Han Caicai.

For a moment, Han Caicai's direction became the main target of attack, and almost two-thirds of the people in Zhicheng rushed towards him. The remaining one-third came towards Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge stood with her hands behind her back, turning a blind eye to the rushing person, just watching the battle between Nie Xiong and Han Caicai.

Mo Yang led the Dragon Tooth Guard, and quickly cast an insurmountable steel wall in front of Mu Qingge, preventing the enemy from approaching, let alone disturbing Mu Qingge.

Similar to Longyawei, are Han Caicai's four guards.

When the people in Pheasant City moved, they ran in four directions to stop them. However, after all, they are few in number, and the number of enemies they face is large, and they still fight on their own, and there are not many enemies that can stop them. There are still many fish that slip through the net and attack Han Caicai.

Mu Qingge's eyes narrowed faintly, she saw Han Caicai's groom waving a long whip, swiping left and right continuously.

Waves of whip shadows protected the 'flower' under Han Caicai's body tightly, and everyone who approached was severely whipped away by the whip!

'The people who can stay by the side of the young master of Vientiane Building are indeed not simple characters! ’ Mu Qingge sighed in her heart.

At this time, Nie Xiong's combat skills had been completed, and the huge blue light knife with an irresistible momentum directly split the whip shadows and pointed at Han Caicai's eyebrows.

Han Caicai lifted her phoenix eyes slightly, the giant knife reflected in her lazy eyes, and Nie Xiong's ferocious facial features.

A faint sarcasm flashed across his eyes.

He slowly raised his hand, and his slender fingers directly grasped the tip of the knife!

The falling of the giant knife came to an abrupt end. He was held between the fingers by Han Caicai, unable to move a centimeter.

This scene shocked Nie Xiong and made him want to retreat.

However, how could Han Caicai allow him to retreat at this moment? On the enchanting face, the red lips that were as bright as blood were faintly raised, and the blue light knife in the indifferent eyes shattered and turned into countless fragments.

"Pfft!" The combat skill was broken, and Nie Xiong suffered a backlash. A big mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, and he took a few steps back.

"Great Elder!" Patriarch Nie, who had been paying attention to the situation here, rushed over to support him.

Nie Xiong covered his churning chest, and before he could wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, he stared at Han Caicai in shock, and said to Patriarch Nie, "No! Go away!"

His voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for everyone present to hear.

When the people in Zhicheng saw the strongest Nie Xiong, they were all beaten up like this. They suddenly panicked and were unable to fight any more, and they all fled back behind Nie Xiong.

Mu Qingge narrowed her eyes, she was amazed by Han Caicai's move just now.

Such a powerful move was actually broken by him so easily and freely. It can be seen that Han Caicai's strength surpasses that of Nie Xiong.

If you change yourself, is it possible to do this step?

Mu Qingge asked herself in her heart.

The battle was suddenly suspended, and everyone in Pheasant City was slowly retreating, trying to escape into the forest they had just walked out of.

But Han Caicai sat up slowly at this time, and stood up from the gold silk cushion.

When he stood still, Mu Qingge realized that this man was tall.

He stood on the 'flower heart' like a stamen, but because of his monstrous appearance, those pink petals sprinkled with gold powder were overshadowed.

The brocade robe embroidered with begonia flowers has also become a foil at this moment.