Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

Lu Hao crushed the enemy with ease as corpses fell one after another, and his white clothes were all stained with blood.

Suddenly, he saw Yang Wei among the fleeing monks. It was this man who had organized disciples to join forces against him several times. And judging from his status, he was obviously the main force in strangling the disciples of Yuntian Sect this time. Naturally, it was impossible for him to let the other party leave safely.

"Don't run away anymore. Continuing to run away will only lead to death!" Seeing that he could not escape Lu Hao's pursuit, Yang Wei could not help but send a message to the monks around him.

"This demon is too powerful, we are no match for him!" a disciple nearby said in a trembling voice.

"Help me to hold this devil back for a while. I'll go and capture that bitch Qingya first. Only then will we have bargaining chips!" Yang Wei said in a cold voice.

Soon these monks secretly discussed it, and when Lu Hao came again, more than a dozen monks suddenly turned around and fought fiercely with him.

Lu Hao was a little surprised. How could these fleeing guys have the confidence to fight again? Before he had time to think about it, all kinds of spells and magic treasures attacked him.

While Lu Hao was being held back, Yang Wei rushed directly towards Qingya. He was determined to take down the opponent. This was the only chance for everyone to survive.

When Qingya saw Yang Wei flying towards her at a high speed, she did not panic, but directly took out a magic sword to fight with him.

Suddenly, the sounds of spiritual treasures colliding were heard, and energy ripples continued to sweep in all directions.

Although both of them were in the late foundation building stage, Qingya had been seriously injured before. Although she tried her best to fight, she was still at a disadvantage. In addition, Yang Wei had rich combat experience and quickly defeated her.

By the time Lu Hao and Su Ru killed the enemy in front of them and rushed over, it was already too late.

"Boy, let our people leave safely, otherwise I will kill her!" Yang Wei said with a ferocious expression.

"Don't worry about me, kill him to avenge our senior brother!" Qingya shouted excitedly at Lu Hao, without any fear in her eyes.

Lu Hao couldn't help but look at Qingya with admiration. She was so stubborn in the face of life and death, with no intention of giving in. She was much more courageous than many male cultivators he had met.

Lu Hao looked a little hesitant, but ultimately did not make a move.

Su Ru clenched her jade hands tightly. She didn't expect this man to be so despicable as to use a woman as a threat.

"You bitch, what the hell are you talking about?" Yang Wei was furious. He cut open Qingya's clothes with a knife, and suddenly her devilish figure appeared in front of them.

The woman's delicate skin was like solidified jade, sparkling with a crystal luster and exuding a youthful aura.

Black and pink light continued to intertwine in Lu Hao's deep eyes.

"What are you waiting for? Kill him now!" Qingya shouted anxiously at Lu Hao.

"Alas!" Lu Hao couldn't help but sigh softly when he saw the determination in Qingya's eyes, and then his eyes became cold and ruthless.

Lu Hao raised the spear in his hand and poured the spiritual power in his body into it. Suddenly, the entire spear became transparent, runes appeared, and a bright light shone.

"Boy, if you dare to take another step forward, I will kill her!" Seeing that Lu Hao actually wanted to attack him, Yang Wei immediately put the long knife in his hand closer to Qingya's slender neck.

The precious sword in Yang Wei's hand is called the Jiaolin Sword. It is extremely sharp and is made from the hardest scales of a dragon. With just a slight stroke, Qingya's neck will be cut off.

Lu Hao made these attacking moves just to attract Yang Wei's attention so that Su Ru on the side could find an opportunity to take advantage of.

"Let's do it now!" Lu Hao suddenly sent a message to Su Ru.

"Swoosh!" Su Ru's beautiful eyes flashed, and she flicked her jade finger lightly. An imperceptible tiny silver needle quickly shot into Yang Wei's wrist.

"Ah!" Yang Wei groaned in pain, and his entire arm holding the knife became paralyzed for a moment.

Lu Hao took a step forward and suddenly threw the spear out. The spear was surrounded by thick bolts of lightning, which cut through the sky and shot towards Yang Wei at a terrifying speed.

Yang Wei's face was filled with fear. At the critical moment, he actually used Qingya as a shield to defend himself.

"Bye now!"

With her beautiful and elegant eyes, she looked at the spear that was rapidly enlarging in front of her eyes, slowly closed her eyes, and a smile and relief appeared at the corner of her mouth. The revenge of her eldest brother was finally avenged.

Just as the beauty was about to die, Lu Hao used his mental power to control the spear to shift the attack position, and the spear flew past Qingya's hair.

"Since you want me to die, I will take her to hell with me." Yang Wei's paralyzed palm had regained consciousness, and he used the knife to cut Qingya's slender neck.

The bright red blood slid down Qingya's neck, then made a graceful turn along the red agate pendant in front of her body, and finally dripped down.

Qingya felt blood flowing from her body, but she was not injured. She hurriedly opened her beautiful eyes, only to see a scene that she would never forget in her life.

The handsome young man in front of him actually grabbed the sharp blade with his palm, and blood was dripping from his palm.

"Let's see what other tricks you have!" Golden scales quickly covered Lu Hao's other arm. He directly unleashed the Dragon Fist, and a dragon roar resounded throughout the space.

He suddenly punched out, and a huge explosion sounded in the air. Yang Wei's head was directly pierced through. Then Lu Hao shook his fist, and the opponent's body exploded into a blood mist flying in the sky.

Lu Hao held Qingya in his arms and walked out from the bloody rain. The breeze blew up his blood-stained long hair, revealing a resolute face.

Her elegant and beautiful eyes stared blankly at the domineering and handsome man in front of her. Her heartbeat unconsciously quickened a lot. The two of them seemed to be walking in the rain, the only difference being that this was a rain of blood.

Lu Hao hugged Qingya tightly, feeling her smooth skin, and his fingers unconsciously inserted into the woman's black hair. He walked out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood step by step.

"You can put me down now. I can walk by myself!" Qingya shyly tried to break free from his arms.

"Let me continue to hold you. After all, who knows if there are more powerful enemies around us!" Lu Hao hugged the woman and prevented her from getting down.

"Put me down now!" Qingya couldn't help but say. Lu Hao inadvertently saw the coldness in Su Ru's beautiful eyes in front of him, and hurriedly put her down.

However, when Lu Hao put her down, he secretly pulled out a crooked black hair from her body.

"You..." Qingya glared at Lu Hao fiercely with her beautiful eyes.

"Let's keep this as a souvenir!" Lu Hao held the hair in his palm and said with a smile.