Yan Ling fantasy world

Jian Qiangwei slowly walked away, which immediately caused many Yan people in the Dou Qi audience to boil. Sword Qiangwei and Jian Wu were related. The two were one and the same. Jian Qiangwei nodded in agreement. Then, Jian Qiang Wu's rescue was already determined to be the immature one in front of him.

The teenager proceeds.

Beside the sword pool, looking at the scene on the fighting stage, Xiao Ke didn't look good.

Now, he knows that he has been locked by the sword and it is impossible to leave. Moreover, his current goal has not been achieved yet, and the mission still needs to be completed. However, the current situation is also heading towards an uncontrollable direction.

The situation is changing.

"metropolitan..."

Just as Xiao Ke was weighing it in his mind, the disciple behind him took a step forward and whispered in his ear. Within a few breaths, Xiao Ke's ugly expression gradually faded away, and then, a smile gradually appeared on his face.

The flamers on the side, even Mu Yu, another strong man next to him, couldn't help but frown slightly when they saw Xiao Ke's mysterious expression.

Based on his perception, the golden flying flame beast was probably half a spirit demon, and the many flamers around him were all good players, especially the handsome and scumbag man, which made him feel

Extreme danger, this kind of danger can only be felt by those who are strong in the ninth level of Fangjing.

In such a situation, if they were to fight, with the strength shown by Kenshin and the many helpers behind them, they would definitely be defeated, or even die here.

Mu Yu didn't know where Xiao Ke's smile came from.

Doubts and unknowns forced him to find out clearly from Xiao Ke. Jian Xin's current background did not seem to be what Xiao Ke had said before. He was alone. Whether it was this monster or the several flamers behind him, it was absolutely impossible.

Non-ordinary people can be called.

However, when he put his ear in front of Xiao Ke, he whispered something, which made him smile again, who had looked ugly just now.

"In that case, let's see how the hero in front of us can rejuvenate and save the beauty!" Mu Yu's incomprehensible words made many flamers behind him look confused. Could it be that Xiao Ke and Mu Yu were just waiting to wait?

That young man saved Jianwu from death?

Even so, are they not enough to resist the forces in front of them?

Moreover, how strong will the anger be in everyone's hearts at that time?

unknown.

Puzzled, filled with many flaming people in the sea of ​​people.

Xiao Ke and Mu Yu always had smiles on their faces.

But on the other side of the battle circle, Mu Chen's eyes were focused directly on the golden flame beast's side after he was slashed out of the Dou Qi platform by Jian Xin. The chubby little girl made him feel extremely

I am familiar with him, but after thinking about it for a long time, I still can't remember where I saw him.

The little girl's body was extremely small. Under the cover of the golden monster, only a few people could see her. It happened that she was one of those few.

Watching Jian Qiangwei slowly walk away, a smile appeared on Yan Linger's face.

Such a smile, in the eyes of others, must be a reflection of that mysterious self-confidence. However, he still did not say anything. He walked slowly to Jian Wu's side, squatted down, and looked at the figure lying flat on the ground.

The bloody man danced with swords, his expression unchanged.

Stretching out one hand, Yan Ling'er's fingers were like a gentleman's self-sword dance, following the meridians and ten meridians, crossing the throat, Yanfu, abdomen and other key places. After crossing, the fingers inevitably came into contact with the body.

At the same time, the clothes that had been stained with blood were also picked up by his fingers.

The clothes were ripped away from the body, causing Jianwu to let out bursts of miserable moans. Also like this, Yan Ling'er's actions seemed extremely frivolous in the eyes of Jian Qiangwei. If Jianxin hadn't stood aside and said nothing, I'm afraid that

It was Jian Qiangwei who had already concluded that the latter had evil intentions and immediately killed him.

"Fortunately, no vital parts were injured, and the meridians and meridians are basically sound. Only the veins in the throat were damaged, causing blood stasis to accumulate. Her constitution was taken into account, and she underwent a slight operation. After resting for half a month, she was fine!

"

After a simple inspection, Yan Ling'er had a smile on his face and said to Jian Qiangwei and others behind him, his words were calm, as if it was a trivial matter.

This made Jian Qiangwei and others look at each other in confusion. With such a simple inspection, one could know the condition of Jian Wu? What's more, the blood on Jian Wu's body was still flowing out slowly along the wound, and his breath was even weaker.

"Is everything really okay?" Jian Qiangwei asked suspiciously what the spectators were thinking.

"You want something wrong?"

"No no no..."

Listening to Jian Qiangwei's puzzled question, Yan Ling'er frowned and asked with a smile. She didn't know whether Jian Wu was dead or alive at the moment, so she started joking, which made many Yan people around look at each other and didn't know what to say.

However, now that the words have been said, although everyone is suspicious, they have also gained a little more confidence. The solemn faces of many Jianzong supporters have faded a bit. After all, Jianwu's status in Jianzong and his weight in everyone's hearts can be

No less than Sword Rose, it can be said to be one of the three most important legs of the Sword Sect.

"Is this kid so arrogant?"

"If we save that girl from death later, I wonder what the outcome will be? Jie Jie..."

Not far away, Mu Yu, who was watching the nervous expressions of everyone in the Jian Sect disappear, burst into laughter. Although he was full of doubts in his heart, he could clearly judge that Jian Wu's injury was not a simple accumulation of blood.

At that moment, the kid actually made such a conclusion. I don’t know if it’s because he who doesn’t know is not afraid, or because a newborn calf doesn’t know what’s difficult.

"Giggles...Young people have achieved such achievements at a young age. It's normal to be frivolous at a young age. It's just that the bullshit has been blown out. I wonder if the results will be as expected?"

Xiao Ke, who was in front of Mu Yu, looked at the smile of the young man in the huge pit in the center of the fighting stage. The "approval" look in his eyes was not "stingy" at all.

For a moment, several disciples of the Xiaowen Sect behind him burst into laughter, and they were full of expectations for what was about to happen.

While laughing, Xiao Ke's eyes turned to look at Xiao Shuai, who was already sitting on the ground recovering from his injuries, with an expression of relief in his eyes.

"In the sword domain, if the sea of ​​consciousness is injured for such a long time, I don't believe that the meridians are not damaged. I'm lying. If you dare to force recovery and damage the meridians, I'm afraid the consequences will be disastrous, and your cultivation will be destroyed.

, if it is serious, it can lead to physical disability. At that time, Jian Zong and him will probably have a fight."

Xiao Ke looked at the fighting stage, with a hint of viciousness in his eyes.

"Master Yan, is everything really okay?"

Many disciples in the sect cast their gazes, causing Jianxin to walk in the direction of Jianwu. However, as soon as he got closer, he smelled a pungent smell of blood. As Jianxin had a tough character, he also frowned slightly.

Looking at Yan Linger in front of him, he asked in a low voice.

"You also want something to happen to her?"

"What are you talking about, Master Yan!"

Yan Linger smiled slightly when she saw Jian Xin's rare worried look, and then whispered a few words in his ear, making Jian Xin's originally relaxed expression solemn again.

"this…"

"Can you trust me?"

"What did Master Yan say?"

"If you believe it, then stop it for me later. After all, if you are not careful and an accident occurs, it will be too late."

Yan Ling'er showed a rare sense of solemnity. He looked at the sword in front of him and the palm on his shoulder, squeezed it slightly and said with a smile.

Looking at Yan Ling'er's expression, Jian Xin nodded carefully.

In this way, everyone was puzzled. The young man was full of confidence just now. In the blink of an eye, will his true form be revealed soon?

Before everyone could think more, light flashed on Yan Linger's palm, and a dagger the size of a little finger appeared. It was slightly roasted by a small fire. The next moment, while everyone was stunned, the dagger was as white as snow and delicate as feathers.

On the skin of the slender neck that is as bright as jade.

Yan Ling'er's sudden move made countless flamers on the Dou Qi stage take a breath of cold air. At this moment, even Xiao Ke's eyes widened as if they were falling, looking at Yan Ling'er on the Dou Qi stage in disbelief.

"Is he crazy?"

The dagger slashed lightly, and the dagger that was fused with the power of flames was so sharp. In one breath, it sank directly into the depths of Jian Wu's neck, and blood immediately flowed out of his neck, which was like snow and jade.

The sudden scene made the disciples of the Sword Sect feel hot in their foreheads, and the fire power in their bodies was instantly released, flying directly towards the Dou Qi stage. Even Jian Qiangwei on the side immediately took a step forward.

Yan Ling'er's move is the same as cutting his neck to kill someone.

As we all know, just when everyone was about to explode, Jian Xin, who had not spoken a word, stabbed the ground with the spirit-killing sword in his hand, and the terrifying flames directly tore the Dou Qi platform. In one breath, the already dilapidated Dou Qi platform became even more serious.

Not only that, beside Jian Xin, the pressure of the flame spirit was instantly released, directly blocking all the paths to Yan Ling'er, and an invisible wall was instantly formed.

"Sect Master...he doesn't want to save people, so there's no need for him to be like this, Deputy Sect Master!"

"Yes, Sect Leader, Sister Xiaowu has already lost so much blood. If the bleeding doesn't stop, why is it still like this? With Sister Xiaowu's body around, how can it bear it?"

"Yes, Sect Leader, look at Sister Xiaowu..."

What Jian Xin did clearly stated his intention, which was to organize the disciples of Jian Zong to get closer, but even so, he could not stop the eagerness of the disciples of Jian Zong.

Kenshin is the leader of the Sword Sect, and although they dare not disobey him, out of concern for Jian Wu, they all cast their eyes on Jian Qiangwei. If there is anyone here who can influence Kenshin, it is her.

Jian Qiangwei looked deeply at Jian Xin. She didn't understand why it was like this, but her and Jian Wu's lives were originally given by Jian Xin. The anxiety on her face was reduced. If she died, her soul would return to where it should go.

good.

Jian Qiangwei shook her head and slowly closed her eyes. A layer of crystal clear tears appeared above her pupils.

Seeing this, everyone slowly backed away and looked at Yan Ling'er in front of them. All that was left for them was to pray.

On the Douqi stage, many flamers sat cross-legged one after another, watching Yan Ling'er's amazing move in front of them.

…

Yan Ling'er looked at the sword dance in front of him, his face full of solemnity. Having experienced dozens of nirvana and rebirth, he was very familiar with the hundreds of meridians of the human body, and after experiencing the condensation of his soul and the training of a second-grade flame pattern master, he was very familiar with consciousness.

He is also quite familiar with the sea, which is also the capital of his confidence.

At the throat, the dagger was inserted and blood flowed out. This blood was accumulated and seeped out of the flesh. And every time he moved, he had to avoid veins perfectly and only scratched the flesh on the flesh.

The same is true, Yan Ling'er's consumption can be said to be huge.

Jianwu's throat is slender, slender, and a key place. There are many meridians involved, and the blood stasis is accumulated deep in the throat. It is cut from the outside, and the blood stasis is slowly released at an extremely slow speed. In these realms, Jianwu is obvious.

Can't afford to wait.

In this way, Yan Ling'er could only carry out such an operation by taking a deep step, cutting open the flesh and blood on the side of the meridians layer by layer, and releasing the blood stasis. The entire process required a high degree of mental concentration and perfect "knife skills" by Yan Ling'er.

However, the difficulty is not insurmountable for Yan Ling'er, a second-grade flame pattern master.

Yan Ling'er felt the beating of the meridians of the sword dance, and the dagger was like an eel, swimming between the meridians. This process, the movement was extremely slow, just a quarter of an hour, but it felt like a lifetime ago.

With a breath, the dagger suddenly exerted force, and blood flowed out instantly. Such a bloody scene made everyone close their eyes. At the same time, Jianwu fainted under the severe pain, and the sound of dry coughing stopped.

At this moment, the fighting stage was deathly quiet.

"Success?"