When Ye Qingxuan, Zhan Yu, and Yin Ying were fighting with their opponents with all their strength, two figures quietly appeared on the roof of a drum tower ten miles away. The back of the chair, looking indifferently at the fierce fighting in the distance.
cough cough cough...
The person on the chair couldn't help coughing violently, and finally spit out a big mouthful of black blood, like black crude oil, sticky and smelly.
But it was the Qilin, one of the six princes of the Demon Sect whom I hadn't seen for a long time.
Having not appeared in the arena for many years, Qilin's figure is even more haggard. The invasion of Sanyin's dead veins made him describe as thin, like a tuberculosis patient who has been suffering for many years, with sunken eye sockets and a face ashen.
The "Magic Confucian" Yang Jingyuan, who was wearing a black robe behind him, showed concern, and a look of heartache flashed through his eyes. He covered the blanket on Gai Qilin's body, and said slowly: "Master, it's windy here, let's go down."
Qilin waved his hand, covered the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, stopped coughing again, and said slowly: "It's okay. People who are dying, let's meet old friends before dying..."
"Devil Confucianism" sighed helplessly. This master who is also a good friend, if he is not a disciple of the Demon Sect, he should be a great Confucian of the present generation. The body was originally expected to live no longer than nineteen years old, but he prepared the "Strong Blood Pill" himself, which forced the terminal illness of the three Yins to be postponed for several years.
However, the "Light Blood Pill" itself is also highly poisonous, taking it for too long has already caused huge damage to his body.
Thinking of this, Yang Jingyuan couldn't help but glanced at the bruise coughed up by the unicorn on the ground, and said, "Master, even so, it's better to temporarily stop using the 'Light Blood Pill', the side effects are too great, I'm afraid it will cause irreparable damage. influence. If the master agrees, I can kidnap a few famous martial arts masters who are good at pure yang internal energy, and let them teach you the energy every day to resist the pain of Sanyin's broken veins... "
Qilin smiled slightly and said: "Pain can only be resisted for a while, but life cannot be prolonged... Don't mention these self-deceiving methods anymore, and don't hijack any famous martial arts master because of me. I don't want to carry it on my back before I die. Heavy psychological baggage..."
"Devil Confucianism" was taken aback for a moment, and finally said with a wry smile: "The master's heart is really not like the people of the Holy Gate..."
"When you open your eyes every day, you are grateful that you are still alive, are those powers, money, desires, fame... still so attractive?" Qilin curled up a helpless smile, " In the face of death, all desires are nothing but a ridiculous farce... Death is not my retribution, but everyone's ending. How about a few years earlier or a few years later? Why not make yourself happy... "
Yang Jingyuan remained calm, but his eyes followed Qilin's attention and fell on Ye Qingxuan.
That kid once said that there is a way to cure the "three yin and blood vessels", why didn't the master ask Ye Qingxuan to save his life? And there is no action for several years, just waiting silently...
Unable to hide the doubts in his heart, Yang Jingyuan asked in a low voice: "Master...haven't seen Ye Qingxuan for a long time, right?"
Qilin smiled faintly, Fangfo saw through the doubts in Mo Ru's heart, and said slowly: "For me, it has been a long time... I haven't seen him because of the embarrassment of my identity. And Ye Qingxuan may have already known my identity. I have doubts, but I haven't found out... Although he is the enemy of the Holy Gate, his melody and literary talent are beyond the reach of ordinary people. , I can't bear it either!"
Thinking of the encounter in the mountains back then, it became Qilin's unforgettable memory.
For ordinary people, life is a long journey, and there are too many things worth remembering. Such small things may not be remembered in the heart, but Qilin faces death at any time after birth. They all have extremely deep love and gratitude, and live every day as if it is their last day...
After persisting in this way for more than 20 years, even the vicious people have already looked down on the disputes in the world, and just want to live every day that belongs to them to perfection.
Ye Qingxuan is certainly an enemy, but also a confidant.
If Boya and Ziqi are feuding...
I don't know what will happen
Qilin thought about it, and couldn't help laughing out loud!
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Zhan Yu and Yin Ying had fled far away, and only Ye Qingxuan was still behind them. At the same time, the heroes of Fengyi Pavilion listed him as the ultimate pursuit target, and his pressure suddenly increased.
At this time, it was only ten miles away from Li's Mansion. When Ye Qingxuan stepped on the tiled surface again, there were two people facing him, one on the left and one on the left, a total of four masters. The two were actually "Flower Fairy" Ning Kanzhe and "Crazy Life" Sun Xianru.
The other two were an old man dressed as an old man in a mountain village holding a bamboo stick, and the other was a big man from a foreign land with full head of purple hair, high nose and deep eyes, holding a one-legged bronze figure.
"Flower Fairy" Ning Kanzhe and others thought that the three masters of the northern green forest, plus the two juniors of Beiming Shuangjian, would be enough to stop Ye Qingxuan and others. After confirming that Shentu Zhenyue can't make a move, he promises to attack immediately and kill everyone inside. Who would have thought that this kid Ye Qingxuan was so powerful that he could repel the siege of three waves of masters at the same time, and even escaped with Zhan Yu and the two of them. Shocked, he had no choice but to attack with all his strength, lest Ye Qingxuan join Shentu Zhenyue and others, making it even more difficult to siege. It was just a face-to-face meeting, and all four of them used fighting tactics without leaving behind. , even Ye Qingxuan did not dare to be careless.
When Ye Qingxuan saw "Flower Fairy" Ning Kanzhe and others, he laughed and said, "It's been a long time, old friend, so you won't run away with your tail between your legs this time?"
Ye Qingxuan felt that he was full of energy, and there seemed to be endless potential in his body. But at the same time, it was unexpected that the "Flower Immortal" Ning Kanzhe, who was seriously injured in Wuyi Village in the southeast of Shu, would be able to attack again so soon, and it was also a headache for the strange self-healing thaumaturgy of the Demon Sect.
"Flower Fairy" Ning Kanzhe shook the jade bone fan in his hand, and pointed towards Ye Qingxuan cracklingly, and at the same time said with a sly smile: "Ye Qingxuan, you kid has repeatedly ruined my good deeds, so many masters are here today, look at you Can you escape from birth!"
Ye Qingxuan's figure moved continuously, and he flicked the fingers of his left hand to block Ning Kanzhe's attack. The sword with his right hand parried "Crazy Life" Sun Xianru's three-sword chain, and said with a smile: "That depends on whether you have the ability! Come on!" Sign up!"
"Old man'Mu Hanzhang'Mu Hanzhang..." The bamboo stick old man shouted in a low voice, and the green bamboo stick made of something unknown in his hand swept over with the momentum of moving mountains and mountains.
Another purple-haired man from a foreign land swung a one-legged bronze man and threw it at Ye Qingxuan's back. The wind howled, and the power could break his heart. Forget a certain name!"
Ye Qingxuan laughed, and said: "It turns out that they are all old monsters who have been hiding in the Demon Gate for many years. I am afraid that it will be difficult to go back alive when I go out of the mountain this time!" The two attacked, and quickly overtook the old friend Ning Kanzhe who was rushing to the right like a rabbit. The Lingmiao sword in his hand turned into a long rainbow, and [Dugu Nine Swords] used a powerful and unconstrained move, slashing at the phantom of the opponent like a knife On top of successive jade fans.
The whole movement is cheerful and unrestrained, with a lofty attitude, dodging like a butterfly piercing through flowers in the vicious enemy's attack, but also makes all the participants feel his strong and matchless fighting spirit, not the timid and calm manner. Admire.
The one who felt the deepest was Ning Kanzhe. Although Ye Qingxuan was besieged by the masters of the four demon sects at this time, he had the feeling of fighting against the opponent independently. It was not the first time he had tasted this feeling, but he could not get rid of it almost every time This is a hateful feeling, the four of them are besieging with all their strength, why can't Ye Qingxuan be separated even a little bit of attention? Ning Kanzhe almost felt so aggrieved that he was about to cry.
With a loud "clang", Ning Kanzhe was split five steps abruptly by him, exposing a little bit of the most precious space in the encircling net.
The other three people were shocked and rushed forward. Ning Kanzhe's life is no longer important at this time. As long as Ye Qingxuan is killed, even Ning Kanzhe dies on the spot, they have completed the most important task.
Ye Qingxuan was capable of killing, turned around abruptly, first moved to the right, and turned into a one-legged bronze man facing Zha Mutie, Lingmiao sword came out with lightning, and with a sound of "Dang!", the opponent retreated He took two steps, and then [One Sword Transforms Three Cleansing] thrust out three consecutive swords at the same time, killing Zha Mutie with no strength to fight back.
Backward from the wind, Ye Qingxuan swung his sword to meet him, and it was Sun Xianru, the "crazy student".
Zha Mutie's arms were sore and numb, and took the opportunity to back away, so that Mu Hanzhang who rushed over and Ning Kanzhe who had regrouped could do whatever they wanted.
Ye Qingxuan, who was in an extremely excited state, condensed, dispersed, and reorganized various moves in his heart, and his swordsmanship became more unconstrained and free, and what was even more amazing was a kind of enlightenment that came from nowhere, flowing into his heart, making him Inspired by the heartfelt joy, the sword's posture changed again and again, like a fish dodging and dodging in the water, it swam into the gap between the enemy's sword posture and pointed at Sun Xianru's chest.
How could Sun Xianru have imagined that his swordsmanship was so fantastic and mysterious, he still remembered attacking the enemy when his soul was scattered, the long sword in his hand was too late to recover, and the other hand pulled out the scabbard in danger, dangerously blocking Lingmiao Sword's sure-killing sword.
"Zheng!"
With a crash, Sun Xianru was thrown away by Ye Qingxuan.
At this time, two masters, Ning Kanzhe and Mu Hanzhang, arrived.
The former spread out his jade fan, using the fan as a knife, he slashed at his throat, and at the same time kicked his lower abdomen with a kick; the latter's green bamboo staff swept across from the other side.
Ye Qingxuan laughed and said, "Good job!"
The Lingmiao sword surged out, drawing a circle of rainbow light, protecting the whole body, at the same time the "thousand receivers" groaned, and Zijian flew out again, the rainbow light turned cold, piercing the throats and chests of the two of them.
Ning Kanzhe's fan feet and Mu Hanzhang's green bamboo stick seemed to be able to hit each other, but in the end they just hit the colorful rainbow light drawn by him, and they were both knocked back. At this time, Zijian stabbed sharply, They all exclaimed, and fell down instantly like a lazy donkey rolling, tumbling to escape from the roof, and rolling to the ground.