Yu Xian

Chapter 482: Barely escaped from the bloody hand, do you want to rest

The fourteen disciples were relieved when they heard it.

But Yu Xian did not delay the time. He only glanced at Yang Lin. After confirming that she was fine, he said slowly: "You two female disciples, go and carry her, let's leave here quickly."

"Leave?"

The fourteen disciples were stunned for a moment.

Eight of them who had been strengthened by the spirit of the little demon had no objection to leaving here.

But the other six frowned slightly, and one of the men couldn't help but say: "This, elder, disciples... haven't fought with the demon yet... why do we have to leave?"

"The Blood River Formation is now activated, and two Blood River Sect Jindan monks have died. I am worried that it will attract the attention of the Blood River Sect leader. After all, we are in his formation. Although he is millions of miles away from the formation, he will still find us if he checks carefully, so we have to leave now, otherwise life and death are unpredictable, let's go quickly."

Yu Xian was not angry about the disciples' doubts. He just explained quickly and went forward.

When the fourteen people heard this, they were immediately shocked. Without further ado, the two women ran over to lift Yang Lin up, and the others followed Yu Xian and quickly fled forward.

Now everyone is moving in this Blood River Formation. If it were normal, it would be fine. The Blood River Sect Master is not so free. He spent a lot of energy observing this place from millions of miles away.

But today, the two Jindan elders of our sect fought and killed the two Jindan elders of the Blood River Sect!

In addition, Elder Yang Lin triggered the formation again, so it is inevitable that the Blood River Sect Master will notice it. If he connects his mind and scans and knows that they are in the formation, then they will definitely not be able to get out alive by casually controlling the Blood River Formation!

These foundation-building disciples are not idiots. They are all in their teens. When Yu Xian said it, they already understood it.

Hurry up and leave! Not a moment can be wasted!

Yu Xian led the way in front. Although the blood river formation had changed, he judged from his formation theory that they were still walking in a safe direction. The distance of more than ten miles was fast. In less than thirty breaths, he rushed out of the Demon Valley with fourteen people and Yang Lin.

It was the blood mist of the blood river formation that surged. Yu Xian rushed out first, and the fourteen people followed closely and broke through the mist and rushed out.

It was not until this moment that they saw the light of day again that the fourteen disciples breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Yu Xian's face was still solemn. He stood there for a breath. He suddenly looked back, then raised his hand and waved it hastily, took out the Lingxu fan, stepped forward, and shouted: "Come up quickly! Quick!"

The fourteen people were relieved in their hearts, but when they heard Yu Xian's shout, they were startled again and quickly jumped into the air on the Xuanxu fan.

"Get up!"

Yu Xian shouted in a low voice, and his great magic power surged wildly!

From the ominous feeling in his heart just now to now, in just thirty breaths, that feeling has become so strong that it seems to swallow him up!

The eyes of a great master must have been looking here!

Who else could it be?

It must be the leader of the Blood River Sect!

Boom!

The Xuanxu fan suddenly burst into the air, rolling up the whistling wind, and instantly turned into a stream of light and went forward!

And at this moment, the entire Blood River formation suddenly moved!

In the formation with a radius of hundreds of miles, endless blood mist twisted and gathered, gushing out like a gushing out, turning into a huge arm of thousands of feet, grabbing the stream of light!

The big hand stretched out like a sky-covering, and the sky and the earth began to darken. The fourteen disciples looked at it with a dull face, and their whole bodies were stiff!

Under such divine power, they only had one thought!

It's over, they are dead!

Yu Xian sat on the fan, but he didn't even look back, his face was indifferent, and Xiaoyaoyou was running to the extreme, and the purple-gold spiritual light was shining all over his body!

The great mana roared and penetrated the entire Lingxu fan!

For the first time, the Lingxu fan was shining all over, and the spiritual energy was filled to more than 70%!

The two characters Lingxu were seen to have colors flowing, from Ling to Xu.

At this moment, in the sky, the arm was like an adult's arm, suddenly stretched out, and grabbed a mosquito in front of it!

The Lingxu fan, which was more than ten feet in size, was a mosquito.

The big hand whistled over, and although the Lingxu fan was fast, it was not as fast as the giant hand, and then the big hand grabbed it on the head!

"Ah!?"

The fourteen disciples were terrified, and some even screamed directly!

Even Yang Lin, who was lying there, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the bloody hand that covered the sky and grabbed it, and despair appeared in his eyes.

But as we all know, catching mosquitoes with hands seems to be under control, but often the mosquitoes dodge at the moment of grabbing.

At this moment, the Lingxu fan was like a mosquito. At the moment the giant hand grabbed it, its speed increased by three points out of thin air. It spun and slipped out from between the fingers and quickly moved forward.

While the big hand grabbed the air, it also stretched to the limit of ten thousand feet, unable to move forward, and could only let the Lingxu fan fly away.

The big hand stopped for three breaths, as if watching the mosquito disappear from sight, and then slowly retracted.

The entire blood river formation fell silent again.

The Lingxu fan flashed, whistled and roared, moving forward at an extremely terrifying speed!

It flew more than a hundred miles in this way before it began to slow down.

Yu Xian exhaled lightly and landed.

In less than twenty breaths, he controlled the Lingxu fan to fly more than a hundred miles. This crazy burst was too much for him.

But he finally got rid of the giant hand!

Fortunately, Liu Qinghe was controlling the formation from millions of miles away. Otherwise, even if Yu Xian was ten times faster, he would not be able to escape the clutches of a powerful god-transforming expert.

"I, we, are we safe?"

The fourteen disciples were still trembling with fear. They had just returned from the gates of hell and were still in a state of fear.

"Safe."

Yu Xian said calmly, with a calm expression, not like someone who had just escaped from the brink of death.

The fourteen people collapsed completely. Even those who were determined were sweating profusely, their faces were pale, and their hands and feet were trembling.

The huge hand that had just grabbed them brought a great crisis of death, which was more terrifying than any danger they had experienced so far.

Yu Xian turned his hand and put away the Lingxu fan, suppressed the trembling of his fingertips, and exhaled again.

After walking through the gates of hell, with Yu Xian's temperament, he could not remain completely calm!

He was also afraid.

But he did not panic. At the most critical moment, he did his best.

First of all, he did not use his full strength at the beginning, but used 80% to 90%.

So the big hand misjudged his speed.

Then he burst out with all his strength, controlling the ability of the Lingxu fan to escape into the air, and infusing it with 120% of his spiritual power. In a short moment, he reached the escape speed that only the Nascent Soul could reach, ten miles per breath!

At such a fast speed, he suddenly turned around, avoided the grab, and escaped.

Of course, if he had discarded these fifteen burdens at the beginning, it would have been easier, and the big hand would not have had time to reach out and grab him.

But in the end, he still took them with him.

Without any thinking or weighing the pros and cons, Yu Xian took them with him naturally.

The fourteen people were coming back to their senses and recovering from their panic.

Yu Xian also sat cross-legged and breathed in and out to recover.

Yang Lin, who was no longer pretending to be faint, also struggled to sit down. The fear in her eyes was like that of the fourteen disciples, and it was difficult to dissipate.

After a while, she looked at Yu Xian, who was sitting cross-legged, with hatred and fear mixed in half.

He is too strong...

Since he came back, although I have not fought him, I have thoroughly understood from this short experience that Yu Xian is much stronger than me!

He first managed to save me in the blood mist, and then he escaped at a speed that was close to that of the Nascent Soul, dragging 15 burdens to escape from the bloody hand.

If it were me, I would have died in the first level.

Thinking about it carefully, the Demon-Slaying Sword that I had used all my strength to perform before was crushed by the mysterious green dragon, and I had no power to resist at all!

That was something that could only be done with at least 50% of my great magic power!

She looked at Yu Xian, with all kinds of thoughts, hatred, fear, and so on in her heart.

Yu Xian did not look at her, but just took out the top-grade spirit stone and breathed in and out with all his strength. After about an incense stick, he stood up and said, "Let's go, let's go back to the sect."

The fourteen disciples just came back to their senses at this moment, barely recovered from the state of panic, and now heard Yu Xian's words, they stood up quickly.

Yu Xian said calmly, "Something happened suddenly. We can't go to the Demon Valley anymore. The remaining six people can come to the Demon Trial next time."

"Disciple obeys your order."

The remaining six people naturally had nothing to say and responded immediately. They didn't want to experience the danger just now again. Not to mention that Yu Xian didn't let them go, even if Yu Xian let them go, they didn't dare to go to the Demon Valley again.

Yu Xian nodded, raised his hand and took out the Sky Breaking Shuttle, which turned into a size of more than ten feet in the wind. He took a step and said calmly, "Come up."

The fourteen disciples immediately jumped up, soared into the air, and each found a place to sit down.

Yu Xian took another look at Yang Lin, who had recovered a lot from his injuries, but was still very scary with blood scabs all over his body. He shook his head, stood with his hands behind his back, and the Sky Breaking Shuttle immediately soared into the air and went north.

Facing Yu Xian's "disappointed" look and shaking his head, Yang Lin felt that the blood in his heart was rushing to his head!

What does he mean! ?

What is he disappointed about! ?

And shook his head! ?

Yang Lin gritted her teeth, ignoring the pain of the wounds that had not yet healed, and barely stood up. She raised her hand and shook it, and a sword flew out, turning into a size of ten feet. She stepped on it, took a deep breath, and urged her spiritual energy to catch up with Yu Xian in front of her.

Yu Xian's speed was not fast, and Yang Lin, who was now injured, could keep up with him by urging the sword with all her strength.

But urging the magic power with all her strength would cause the wounds that had just healed to crack again. The pain was indescribable, and it was no less painful than torture. Yang Lin could only grit her teeth and swallow it.

Moving forward, a day passed in a blink of an eye.

Yang Lin was panting, and her body was covered in sweat mixed with blood, dyeing her newly changed clothes blood red.

If it were normal, it would not be difficult to fly for a day by purely controlling the magic weapon.

But her injuries were difficult to heal now. The corrosive power of the blood mist could not be eliminated without ten days or half a year. She had been flying at full speed and gritting her teeth to keep up with Yu Xian, so her spiritual energy was exhausted and her body was seriously injured.

Suffering, tired, painful, painful, these feelings swept through her body! Constantly destroying her will.

Yang Lin trembled all over, looking at Yu Xian who was flying a hundred feet away from her, she really wanted to ask Yu Xian to stop and rest for a while.

But she turned around and thought, how could she ask him?

Besides, when she came here, she relied on the advantage of having a puppet and not needing to pass out spiritual energy, but she kept moving at full speed and didn't ask him to rest.

Now that he has returned, he has been kind enough not to throw her away. How could he take care of her exhaustion of spiritual energy and serious physical injuries and let her rest?

So if she speaks, she will be laughed at.

"Damn Yu Xian... damn Yu Xian... ugly Yu Xian..."

Yang Lin gritted her teeth and kept absorbing the spiritual energy of the spirit stone to support the needs of activating the magic weapon, while cursing in her heart.

But the spirit stone, even the top-grade spirit stone, could not withstand her full-strength escape.

In addition, with her serious injuries, she inevitably slowed down, and could only watch the distance between Yu Xian and her in front of her change from 100 feet to 200 feet, 500 feet, and even 800 feet!

"You go! At worst, I will go back by myself!"

Seeing that Yu Xian was about to leave her sight, Yang Lin cursed again in her heart, but she felt relieved.

In fact, it was better for him to leave. When she could no longer see him, she would land on the ground, find a place to rest and heal her wounds. When she was fully recovered, she would go back to Haotian Sect by herself.

However, Yang Lin was secretly relieved, thinking so.

The black spot in front of her that was almost disappearing suddenly became clear again.

Did Yu Xian also start to slow down?

Yang Lin's eyes fixed, and her figure that wanted to land stabilized again.

Soon, the two were a hundred feet apart again. Yu Xian did not turn around to look at her, but a calm voice came over.

"What? Tired? Can't fly anymore? Do you want to take a rest?"

"What do you care!? I'm not tired!"

Hearing this, Yang Lin suddenly roared and continued to fly with all her strength.

"If you're not tired, then keep up."

Yu Xian said calmly, still moving forward at a constant speed, just the same as Yang Lin's flying speed.

Yang Lin gritted her teeth and stopped talking. She just desperately controlled the sword to fly. The wounds on her body kept cracking, healing, and cracking again. The blood and sweat washed her clothes, dyeing them blood red!

The fourteen disciples all showed reluctance in their eyes. They could see that Elder Yang Lin was seriously injured and his spiritual energy intake was not as good as before. Now he could barely keep up with Elder Yu in flight, which naturally consumed him greatly.

But they were not qualified to ask Elder Yu to stop and let Elder Yang Lin rest.

Besides, they were also worried that something might happen if they delayed, and they did not want to delay. After all, the faster they returned to the sphere of influence of Haotian Sect, the safer they would be.

In this way, they flew for another full day!

Yang Lin's mouth was extremely pale and she was trembling all over. Her wounds were no longer bleeding, and her spiritual energy was exhausted to the extreme.

She was shaky, and the sword under her feet was swaying. Her speed was not as fast as that of the initial stage of foundation building.

But Yu Xian changed with her speed. She was slow, and Yu Xian was also slow. In short, he was always more than a hundred feet ahead of her.

Yang Lin was trembling violently.

She looked at Yu Xian flying in front of her, and she knew in her heart that Yu Xian was taking revenge on her!

Unless she asked for a break, Yu Xian would not let her rest. He would just keep leading her, watching her, and hanging her!

Asking for a break...

Yang Lin couldn't help but want to speak several times, but when she thought of Yu Xian's indifferent eyes and "disappointed" expression, she became angry and refused to speak.

How could she beg him... This guy must be very proud now...

He saved me and earned a reputation of repaying kindness with grievances. If I want to kill him in the future, I will have to bear the demon of repaying kindness with hatred.

He must be very proud now.

And now...I still ask him to stop...let me rest...No! We must not let this damn villain, this bastard, continue to be so proud...

But... I'm so tired... I'm so tired...

If this continues... I will run out of spiritual energy and die of blood loss...

Damn Yu Xian... You could have left first... But you kept me hanging... You wanted to laugh at me... You wanted me to beg you...

Damn Yu Xian...

Damn Yu Xian...

...

Yang Lin's consciousness became a little fuzzy as she staggered, and only this sentence kept circling in her mind.

But at this moment, a voice, although calm, sounded in her ears like thunder, stimulating her spirits suddenly.

"Why don't you fly? Do you want to rest?"

Yang Lin's consciousness recovered a little, and her eyes focused. She saw Yu Xian, who was a hundred feet away in front of her, was only about ten feet away from her at some point, standing on the sky-breaking shuttle and looking at her.

Still that calm look, disappointed eyes

"You...what are you so arrogant about...what are you so arrogant about...what right do you have to look down on me..."

Yang Lin looked at Yu Xian's burning anger and tried her best to activate her spiritual energy, but she had no spiritual energy to activate, and it was her limit to not fall.

She yelled, but her weak voice was very low, her eyes were red, and tears came out.

"I just asked you, are you tired? Do you want to rest?"

Yu Xian didn't care and spoke again calmly.

The tears in Yang Lin's eyes gathered into a ball in an instant.

She stared at Yu Xian for a long time, trying to control her tears, but in the end, the tears still fell, and she yelled hysterically: "Yes! I'm tired! I want to rest! I want to rest! Are you satisfied now!? Do you know that I'm injured!? I'm injured! I'm injured... I'm seriously injured... I need to rest... I don't want to die... woo woo woo..."