He Qian walked slowly towards Yun Jianchen, and she felt as heavy as her feet as if they were tied to a mountain peak.

She thought that if she brought Ming Yanheng, Yun Jianchen would definitely die.

Who would have thought that Yun Jianchen would be so strong that he would kill Ming Yanheng without a plan.

Ming Buyun, who was also quite strong, was even more killed by Yun Jianchen, and she had no chance of winning against Yun Jianchen.

At this time, He Qian's heart was full of regret.

If she hadn't been so pressing, if she hadn't been so domineering, she wouldn't have pushed herself to such a desperate situation now.

He Qian looked at Yun Jianchen, who was using the Juyuan Stone to restore his internal strength at this time.

He Qian's face immediately hesitated, now was the perfect opportunity for her to attack Yun Jianchen, but even if she killed Yun Jianchen, she might not be able to hurt Yun Jianchen.

That would only anger Yun Jianchen even more, and it wouldn't do her any good.

"He Qian, Yun Jianchen's skill is seriously consumed, and he still doesn't attack?"

Ming Buyun immediately urged when he saw this scene, and Chen Ruilong also said: "He Qian, what are you inking, hurry up, don't delay the opportunity." ”

Yun Jianchen had just used the Seven Rainbow Cold Fire frantically, and his power consumption was serious, so he didn't take advantage of the situation to chase down Ming Buyun.

While He Qian was thinking about it, Yun Jianchen's strength had also recovered most of it, and it had recovered to about seventy percent.

Yun Jianchen was also on guard against He Qian's move, after all, he took He Qian's dragon pattern grass and killed He Qian's subordinates.

Ming Yan Heng and others were brought by He Qian, and it was obvious that He Qian's desire to kill him was extremely strong.

However, He Qian didn't mean to make a move.

Yun Jianchen couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart, and after thinking about it seriously, Yun Jianchen looked thoughtfully at He Qian's left arm.

He Qian doesn't have the perverted recovery power like him, even though nearly a day has passed, He Qian's left arm injury has definitely not recovered.

Just now he killed Ming Buyun and retreated, He Qian was absolutely jealous, which should be the reason why He Qian didn't make a move.

"He Qian, do it!"

Ming Yanheng saw this scene from a distance, and he was strongly dissatisfied, and immediately ordered.

Ming Yanheng's status is noble, and He Qian has to comply.

He Qian looked around, and immediately teleported to the southeast side, where the perspective just avoided everyone in Ming Yanheng, and Ming Yanheng and the others naturally couldn't see her transmission.

He Qian immediately said to Yun Jianchen: "Yun Jianchen, I admit defeat, I don't want the dragon pattern grass anymore, please let me go, I am willing to help you refine the dragon pattern Qingxin Pill." ”

When Yun Jianchen heard He Qian's words, he immediately looked at He Qian.

He Qian was blinking vigorously at him, and then said: "If I obey Ming Yanheng's order, I will definitely be killed by you, even if you kill me, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape Ming Yanheng's poisonous hands, Ming Yanheng's absolute strength has not yet been shown, and now the reason why he has nothing to do with you is that he doesn't want to lose both, if you force him to be in a hurry......"

"Ahem......"

Yun Jianchen covered his mouth and coughed violently, in fact, he was secretly transmitting: "He Qian, if you want me to let you live, it's not impossible, but you have to help me." ”

"How can I help you?"

He Qian's right palm was gathering energy, in order to hide the gaze of Ming Yanheng and others, and at the same time, he transmitted the sound to Yun Jianchen.

"I'll smash you to Ming Yanheng later, what do you need to do next, I don't need to say more. ”

Of course, Yun Jianchen was aware of the current situation, and now that he had just stepped into the middle stage of the Immortal Monarch, he had a great chance of winning against a peak master of the middle stage of the Immortal Monarch like Ming Buyun.

If you deal with a Vientiane Sect Tianjiao like Ming Yanheng, it will still be a little worse after all.

If they can use He Qian, as long as they cooperate seamlessly, they can still kill Ming Yanheng.

Ming Yanheng saw that Yun Jianchen and He Qian had no signs of making a move, and immediately shouted at He Qian: "He Qian, do you want to wait for Yun Jianchen's strength to fully recover before you do anything with him?"

"Heng Shao, my left arm injury is not healed..."

"He Qian, Ben Shao never needs waste, you have to follow Ben Shao, at least show your value. ”

Ming Yanheng directly interrupted He Qian's words, He Qian's face changed slightly, she thought of Ming Yanheng's humiliation of her before, and she was even more determined in her decision.

Immediately raised his right palm to bombard Yun Jianchen, and even said, "Deal!"

"It's a good time, Lao Tzu is going to send you slut to the west sky!"

Yun Jianchen's face was cold, and his mouth was even more violent.

Yun Jianchen was holding the Juyuan Stone while moving, and after several teleportations, he consciously moved in the direction where Ming Yanheng was.

Yun Jianchen was worried about arousing Ming Yanheng's vigilance, so he only stood in the direction where Ming Yanheng was for a while before teleporting away.

"He Qian, work harder and kill Yun Jianchen. ”

Ming Buyun was shouting, and Yun Jianchen knew that the longer they dragged on, the easier it would be to arouse the suspicion of others.

Yun Jianchen raised his right palm and violently repelled He Qian, and He Qian also sacrificed the fairy sword at this time, and killed Yun Jianchen with a light shout.

"Nine Doppelganger Technique!"

Yun Jianchen's body was immediately divided into nine, and Yun Jianchen's deity also put away the Juyuan Stone.

He Qian raised his sword and killed Yun Jianchen's own figure, Yun Jianchen's clones immediately bombarded and killed, and under the attack of Yun Jianchen's clones, He Qian retreated.

Suddenly, He Qian's left shoulder was hit by Yun Jianchen's clone, and his body immediately flew backwards.

At this critical moment, Yun Jianchen's deity chased after him as if chasing the stars and the moon, raised his palm and hit He Qian's left shoulder, and the bone in He Qian's left shoulder immediately shattered.

"Ah......h

He Qian screamed, and the whole person bombarded Ming Yanheng's position like a heavy cannon.

At this moment, Yun Jianchen's own figure and Yun Jianchen's clones raised their palms and blasted towards Ming Buyun and the others.

Ming Yanheng's eyes were also attracted, and for He Qian, who flew over, he just stretched out his right hand, thinking that his right hand was enough to catch He Qian's body.

At this moment, Ming Yanheng actually felt the powerful energy that erupted from He Qian's body, He Qian, who was originally flying upside down, had already spun around, and He Qian's fairy sword pierced Ming Yanheng's heart.

Ming Yanheng was shocked and angry in his heart, and his hands immediately grabbed the fairy sword, but it was a little too late, and the tip of the sword had already pierced into the flesh of his chest.

Ming Yanheng is also worthy of being the first person below the late stage of the Immortal Monarch of the Vientiane Sect, and under such an unfavorable situation, he actually held the sword body alive, so that He Qian could not stab into it again.

"He Qian, you are looking for death!"

Ming Yanheng roared.

Just as Ming Yan Hengyang raised his hand to slash at He Qian's head, Yun Jianchen's body had already teleported behind him.

Ming Yanheng also felt the spatial fluctuations coming from behind him, and he was extremely frightened in his heart, and wanted to teleport away, but the whole person was dragged by He Qian.

At this moment, Yun Jianchen had already sacrificed the Void Sword, and the Void Sword pierced Ming Yanheng's back without any suspense, and stabbed out directly from Ming Yanheng's chest.

"Ah......h

Ming Yan Heng raised his head and let out a heart-rending pain, and at this moment, He Qian took advantage of the situation to slam the hilt of the sword with his right palm, and the fairy sword also completely pierced into Ming Yan Heng's heart.

Ming Yanheng felt that his heart was stabbed, and the whole person was completely crazy, and the big hand hanging in the air immediately smashed towards He Qian.

He Qian also reacted quickly, and when she stabbed the fairy sword into Ming Yanheng's heart, she fell backwards.

Even so, the giant palm that Ming Yanheng blasted out before he died also hit He Qian, and He Qian's whole person was immediately smashed into pieces, and blood immediately burst into the sky.

Yun Jianchen also pulled out the Sky Slashing Sword, and when his body fell backwards, Ming Yanheng's body also turned around like a spinning top, and he used his last strength to punch out.

This fist immediately conjured into a giant fist, and the giant fist was already infused with the power of an incomparably terrifying golden elephant.

In an instant, Yun Jianchen felt that his body was locked.

Yun Jianchen immediately swung his sword and slashed towards the giant fist, but the whole person was knocked away, and the giant fist carried a terrifying aftermath towards Yun Jianchen.

Yun Jianchen's clones appeared in front of him one by one under his call, and Yun Jianchen's clones swung their fists to meet the giant fist one by one.

Yun Jianchen's clones were shattered one after another, and when Yun Jianchen's eighth clone was bombarded, the power contained in the giant fist was also seriously weakened.

Even so, Yun Jianchen swung his fist and slammed into the giant fist, but he was still shocked and coughed up blood.

And the giant fist also collapsed, Ming Yanheng saw that Yun Jianchen was still alive, his eyes were about to split, and he roared: "Yun Jianchen, our Ming family will definitely break you into ten thousand pieces." ”

Feeling that the vitality in his body was passing rapidly, Ming Yanheng's heart was full of unwillingness.