(Cat flutter Chinese) At the moment when the two reacted, Feng Qianqi obviously also reacted, and the target turned, and the ghost blade that had originally hidden in mid-air flew down violently, and the target was Yun Luo, who was complacent because Nan Yixuan had escaped a calamity.

"Luo'er, heart!"

Nan Yixuan and Xue Li screamed at the same time, Nan Yixuan completely ignored Nan Yihan's attack, and as soon as he jumped, he flew towards Yunluo, and Xue Li also flew away after blocking Feng Qianqi's move.

The corners of Feng Qianqi's mouth hooked slightly, his sleeves waved suddenly, and a puff of white smoke suddenly rose, blocking the sight of the two.

And the clouds over there.

Originally, she was very happy about her decision after seeing the ghost blade being bounced away by Nan Yixuan, but she didn't expect that the ghost blade would turn around and fly towards her again, and she was so frightened that she ran away.

The direction of running, of course, is the direction of Nan Yixuan, because only the water spirit bead on his body can restrain the ghost blade.

But before she could run a few steps, the sudden white smoke suddenly blocked her vision, and although the poisonous gas in it couldn't help her, she couldn't see the road clearly, and her steps couldn't help but slow down.

She can't see it, but that doesn't mean this ghost blade can't be seen.

The yin wind behind him was pressing, and Yunluo knew that the ghost blade was getting closer and closer.

Although she has a true element, she has no way to deal with the ghost blade, otherwise Nan Yixuan and Xue Li would not have suffered its losses one after another.

In a trance, she saw Chihiro Feng lying on the ground not far away, and suddenly had an idea, slammed over, grabbed her and blocked her in front of her.

"Poof!" The moment the sound of the blade piercing through the flesh sounded, the white smoke also dispersed in an instant.

It was the snow that dispersed the poisonous smoke.

But when the eyes were clear and everyone saw the two upright figures, they were all stunned.

"Luo'er!"

"Chihiro!"

Two hoarse voices sounded at the same time, and the next moment, as soon as the figure flickered, Nan Yixuan and Feng Qianqi jumped to Yunluo and Feng Qianxun's side.

The corners of Yunluo's mouth were bloody, and she looked at Nan Yixuan with a wry smile, but the Feng Qianxun she was holding in her hand was round-eyed and hideous, and a blood hole in her chest was constantly bubbling out with black blood.

The ghost blade, driven by Feng Qianqi's anger, pierced through Feng Qianhiro's chest, and then stabbed into Yunluo's chest.

Feng Chihiro's body went soft and fell first.

But Yunluo stumbled, and was supported by Nan Yixuan and put her flat on the ground.

"Luo'er!" Nan Yixuan's voice trembled, looking at the ghost blade that was still left in her chest, the shocking black blood made him panic, and he was at a loss for a while.

"Hurry up and give her the water spirit bead!" Before the snow arrived, Nan Yixuan heard it, and immediately hurriedly took out the water spirit bead that Yunluo secretly stuffed into his sleeve and hurriedly stuffed it into her chest.

The ghost blade that was originally shining with black light was about to flee, but was forced back by the snow that arrived just in time, and after a while, the black light disappeared, and the ghost blade turned into an ordinary dagger.

Xue Li stuffed a pill into Yunluo's mouth, quickly sealed several of her acupoints, and the silver needle took out a hand, tightly piercing around her wound.

"Xuan...... Poof......"

Yunluo's whole face was already black, sweat kept coming out, and just as he wanted to speak, a mouthful of black blood had gushed out.

"Luo'er, don't speak. Nan Yixuan hugged her, and the hand holding her was already drenched in cold sweat.

The poison of the ghost blade after channeling can turn people into a pool of blood in an instant, and even the owner of the ghost blade cannot detoxify it.

Although Yunluo did not immediately turn into blood, black blood continued to spill from the corners of her mouth and wounds.

"Knock her out and I'll take care of the rest!" Xue Li, who had tied the silver needle, had a grim face and said decisively as he sat down cross-legged opposite Yunluo.

Nan Yixuan immediately clicked on her sleeping hole, and Yunluo's neck fell into his arms.

Nan Yixuan stared at her cautious face, then raised his head and said, "Leave, Luo'er will be handed over to you, I still have some things to deal with." ”

Although he is extremely reluctant, there are some things and some people, he will not let go!

Xue took Yunluo from Nan Yixuan's hand, pressed against her back and made her sit up straight, and continuously infused her true qi into Yun Yunluo's body, which had delayed the spread of the poison.

Nan Yixuan stood up, flipped his palm, and a red whip appeared in his hand out of thin air.

What's even more amazing is that after the whip emits a red light, it actually transforms into a sword, the whole body of the sword is glowing with red light, and on the handle of the sword, a crescent mark is like a burning crescent.

The white clothes are better than the snow, the black hair is like ink, and the red sword is like fire.

The wind lifted his black wind, and Nan Yixuan's beautiful face did not have any expression, so he dragged the red sword in his hand and walked towards Feng Qianqi who was holding Feng Qianxun step by step.

Feng Qianqi was cutting his wrist and feeding Feng Qianhiro blood, but Feng Qianhiro, who was pierced through the chest by the ghost blade, was already dying, and he couldn't swallow a little blood at all, and even if he swallowed it, this blood couldn't cure her injuries and cure her poison.

Feng Qianqi knew, but he refused to give up, and kept calling while feeding: "Chihiro, wake up quickly, drink it quickly, and you will be fine if you drink it." ”

But Feng Qianxun closed his eyes tightly, his lips pursed, and his life gradually lost.

The wound on her chest was getting bigger and bigger, and the stinking black blood was flowing out more and more violently, which was a precursor to turning into blood.

"Don't, Chihiro!"

Feng Qianqi roared heartbreakingly, and the blood flowing from her wrist even dyed Feng Qianhiro's entire face black and red, but she still couldn't swallow it at all.

I could only watch her gradually disappear into her hands, turning into a pool of black blood.

His favorite sister died under his ghostly blade.

Feng Qianqi's hands and body were full of blood, some of them were Feng Qianhiro's, and some of his own, and the excessive sadness made him not even notice Nan Yixuan, who was approaching him step by step.

Feng Qianhiro's death was so tragic that even Nan Yihan, who had been affectionate to her, felt disgusted and turned her eyes away.

It's just that when he saw the sword in Nan Yihan's hand that was transformed from a whip, the disgust in his eyes instantly turned into horror, "Red Chain!"

This exclamation woke Feng Qianhiro up, and he stood up in despair, he who had already become a bloody man slowly raised his head and looked at Nan Yixuan, who was slowly walking towards him, and the sword in his hand.

The Red Chain, Soul Eater, Snow Soul Fan, Amber Zhu Aya, and Seven Star Flute are also known as the five major artifacts of the Red Flame Dynasty.

The red chain is the first of the five major artifacts, and the most special thing about it is that when its owner's power reaches a certain level, the red chain will transform from a whip into the form of a sword, and the sword is called the Red Moon Sword.

According to the Akatsuki Sword, it can burn people to ashes in an instant.

But since the birth of the red chain, there have been many owners, but no one has ever been able to conjure it into the form of the Red Moon Sword, so the world thinks it's just a legend.

Now it seems that this is not a biography, but a fact that really exists, because Nan Yixuan has done it!

It can be seen that Nan Yixuan's true ability has completely exceeded their expectations.

If this is the case, then I will definitely die today.

Nan Yixuan stood still a few steps away from Feng Qianqi, and the Red Moon Sword in his hand slowly raised, pointing at Feng Qianqi.

The sword is like fire, and the man is like ice.

Feng Qianqi only felt that Nan Yixuan at this moment was like a Shura who had come out of hell, obviously he was dressed in white and had a peerless face, but he was more cautious than the cold-faced Shura.

The cold seemed to freeze his heart.

And the Akatsuki Sword, which was only a few inches away from him, was like a fierce fire in purgatory, and the scorching temperature burned his face.

The feeling of ice and fire made him unable to move half a step, and the whole person seemed to be frozen.

Nan Yixuan's slightly narrowed black eyes reflected the red light of the Red Moon Sword, like two flames burning in a roaring place, "Whoever hurts my fallen son, die!"

"Hahaha, Nan Yixuan, if you kill me, Yunluo will never be able to live. Feng Qianqi was in a hurry and wanted to make the last fight.

Who knew that Nan Yixuan's eyes were even colder, he glanced slightly at the pool of blood on the ground, and hooked his lips sneeringly, "You can't even save your sister, why do you want to struggle?"

Feng Qianqi was stunned, and he was speechless for a while, but he heard Nan Yixuan continue: "I originally promised the pavilion master that I would never use this Red Moon Sword in my life, but for you, I broke my oath. Therefore, you have died as you deserve. ”

As soon as the words fell, before Feng Qianqi could think about who the pavilion master in his mouth was, he saw Nan Yixuan's hand holding the sword move, and the fear of dying made his feet miraculously move, and he immediately ran away.

But Nan Yixuan didn't catch up at all, just stood in place, the Red Moon Sword quickly drew a few times in the air, and the dragged red light brought up a flame, which was clearly a "fire" word.

Nan Yixuan's cold eyes stared at Feng Qianqi, who had already flown out a long way, his thin lips opened lightly, and he spit out a word coldly: "Kill!"

With his voice, the fiery word "fire" rushed towards Feng Qianqi.

"Ahhhh

A miserable scream sounded in an instant, and Feng Qianqi's whole person was surrounded by a raging flame, scurrying up and down on the ground, on the trees, and rolling around.

After a few moments, the sound faded and the flames died down, leaving only a puddle of black ash on the ground.

Nan Yihan, who witnessed the whole process, hid behind a tree, trembling with fright, his feet trembling, and his face was dead.

Seeing Nan Yixuan's eyes looking at him, he immediately knelt on the ground with a "poof", "Brother Huang, I didn't hurt Luo'er, ...... Huang"

But before his words could be spoken, Nan Yixuan drew another fire word under his sword and threw it at him mercilessly.

With another scream, Nan Yixuan put away his sword and turned around, no longer looking at the struggling fire man, and his voice as cold as frost slowly sounded: "The most damned person is you!"

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