The soft sword in Qingxuan's hand was caught by Xiao Yang and could not move. She was worried. She stretched her left hand into her pocket and then, facing Xiao Yang, threw out three silver needles soaked with poison.

Xiao Yang dared not be neglected. He unconsciously loosened his soft sword and retreated. The three poisonous needles whispered and flew over his scalp.

Then, Qingxuan raised his soft sword again and said to Xiaoyang, "Get out!"

Xiao Yang was worried about Xiao Jun in the compartment, so he no longer cared whether Qingxuan was a woman or not. A powerful foot of chasing the clouds struck him in front of...