Chapter 15: Rescue

"Stop talking nonsense, that girl, you have to help her." Mo Fan reminded Han Yan'er when he saw that Han Yan'er was already in a big disadvantage.

Han Yan'er is the ninth princess of the Tianxuan royal family. She is beautiful and talented, and is the best of the royal generation.

In Mo Fan's setting, Lin Yang snatched the barrier-breaking pill that she was fighting for with Song Qian in the tomb of King Nianhua, which left a deep impression on her.

In the subsequent four-sect competition, Lin Yang rode away in a hurry, and Han Yan'er was defeated by him again, and secretly fell in love with him. Girls are born to worship the strong.

Now in his plan, Mo Qingkuang has to go to the royal family, and this little girl has to help, so that she can have a backstage to help her in the future when she goes to Zhongzhou.

Mo Qingkuang heard the words and looked at Han Yan'er. She was in a big disadvantage. She was a water-attributed martial artist, and her attacks were soft and continuous, but not strong enough.

Song Qian's cultivation was already one level higher than hers, and he practiced a powerful defense, upright and honest earth-attributed technique. Han Yan'er could hardly pose a threat to him.

At this moment, after a long fight, he was exhausted and had been beaten back by Song Qian.

Mo Qingkuang was not stupid, but just too lazy to think. Now that he had the guidance of his ancestor Mo Fan, he didn't want to guess. As long as the ancestor said it, it must be right!

He immediately decided to do it, and glanced at Zhong Nian before leaving: "I'm going to fight, you continue to look at the rankings."

Zhong Nian shouted from behind: "Friend, kindly remind you that Song Qian and Han Yan'er can't be messed with! Also, what's your name? Maybe I can rank you!"

"Kuang Qing!"

Kuang Qing is the pseudonym prepared by Mo Qingkuang, which is the homonym of Qingkuang in reverse. When you go out, you must have a name.

He urged the "Wild Wind and Falling Leaves Art", and the green light gathered at his feet, and his speed increased sharply!

In the fiercely fighting hall, he shuttled through without any pressure and went straight to where Song Qian and Han Yan'er were.

"Qi possessed! Also a martial artist? What a fast speed!" Seeing this, Zhong Nian was extremely shocked, "Where did this person come from? Why have I never heard of him before?"

"Oh, I told you not to go to those two sinners, but you still went! Can a casual martial artist compare with a professional martial artist?" Seeing Mo Qingkuang going straight to the place where Song Qian and Han Yan'er were fighting, Zhong Nian couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Mo Qingkuang shuttled through the battle group, moving lightly, and these chaotic and dense attacks could hardly hurt him at all.

"Hey, wait, did you see a figure passing by just now?" A disciple of Yuanjian Sect suddenly stopped the Zhongzhou disciple who was stabbing at him with a sword.

The Zhongzhou disciple unconsciously slowed down, looked around, and said in confusion: "No."

The Yuanjian Sect disciple also frowned in surprise: "No, then no, maybe I was dazzled and saw it wrong! Keep fighting, watch the sword!"

"Damn, shameless, if you didn't call to stop just now, my sword would have hit you long ago!"

"You are stupid!"

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"Ninth Princess, I heard that whoever can take off your veil can be your consort?" Song Qian gradually forced Han Yan'er into a desperate situation and chuckled.

Han Yan'er is said to be outstanding in style. Although she is covering her face at this moment, looking at her graceful figure, she must be a rare beauty.

As for the sons of noble families, the problem of being greedy for flowers and lust is always the same.

"Do you deserve it?" Han Yan'er gritted her silver teeth, her beautiful eyes were murderous, and she cursed coldly.

"You are now at the end of your strength. If you want this barrier-breaking pill, take me to take off your veil and I will give it to you. I am the eldest brother of the new disciples of the Yuanjian Sect, so I will not humiliate you." Song Qian smiled lightly and looked at Han Yan'er as if she was already in his pocket.

"How dare you! How dare you, a country boy, be rude to the princess?" Not far from them, two royal family members who were fighting with their opponents saw Song Qian's rude words to Han Yan'er, shouted loudly, and threw away their opponents and attacked Song Qian.

Song Qian sneered: "Don't overestimate your own abilities."

In his eyes, the two young men at the peak of martial arts did not pose any threat at all. With yellow light wrapped in his hands, he faced the two swords that were stabbing at him.

His palms faced the swords, but the swords did not hurt him at all. As the strength came out, his palms continued to move forward, and the swords bent and hit the chests of the two men.

The two Zhongzhou disciples who were at the peak of martial arts spurted blood into the sky and flew backwards, their lives or deaths unknown.

"Ninth Princess, your husband is here to admire your peerless beauty!" Song Qian smiled faintly, gradually approaching Han Yan'er's side.

"Get out of here! Even if you unveil this princess's veil, this princess will not marry you! I will definitely try my best to kill you, and then commit suicide! It won't be considered a violation of my oath!" Han Yan'er was furious, and she wanted to cut this lecher into pieces.

But she was careless just now and was hit. Now even if she wanted to escape, it would be difficult to succeed.

"If you come again, I will commit suicide in front of you!" Seeing Song Qian getting closer and closer, Han Yan'er raised her palm and slapped her head.

If she married a disciple of Yuanjian Sect, wouldn't she become a laughing stock of the royal family? Even if she died, she would not let this evil villain succeed!

How could Song Qian let him do what he wanted? He rushed forward and opened Han Yan'er's palm that wanted to commit suicide.

"Ninth Princess, your husband hasn't favored you yet, how can you want to leave your husband?" He smiled lewdly, reaching out to take off the veil of Han Yan'er who had lost her ability to resist.

"You dare! My royal family will never let you go!" Han Yan'er was hit again, her white wrist was slightly swollen, her body was getting weaker, and she could only make the last resistance.

"Your royal family is on the decline, and you still dare to challenge my Yuanjian Sect? You'd better obey me. In the future, you will have a place to stay in Yuanjian Sect." Song Qian didn't care, and his hands kept moving.

Thinking about the family that was getting worse and worse, and thinking about being flirted with by this immoral and unscrupulous scoundrel, Han Yan'er's beautiful eyes shed tears and closed her eyes in despair.

The royal family members in the distance saw Han Yan'er defeated and captured, and they rushed to support her desperately, but they were too far away and could only shout: "Stop! You dare!"

Just when Han Yan'er felt that she was doomed, a breeze blew, and a warm big hand embraced her weak waist.

Song Qian was furious when he saw that a black-clothed man with a hat and a mask dared to snatch food from the tiger's mouth in front of him!

He didn't even think about lifting the veil, and slammed the man in the hat behind Han Yan'er with a palm.

The man did not retreat but advanced, and his palm wrapped in green light directly hit Song Qian's palm.

"Martial Master!" Song Qian was startled at first, and then felt a strong and sharp force coming from the palm through his body.

The two touched and flew backwards.

The man in black looked at Han Yan'er, like falling catkins, and slowly retreated to a distance of seven or eight meters.

Song Qian retreated seven or eight steps before he stabilized his body, and his internal energy was churning.

He looked at the man in black in doubt: "Who are you!"