Inside the sword mound, the staggered figures of Xiongba and Mo Xie overflowed with smoke and dust, and the wind swept up the sand. The whole scene is really a big production, and just looking at it makes ordinary people have the urge to worship.

Bu Jingyun also lowered his head, no longer looking at the situation in the field, with his years of experience, Xiongba would be seriously injured if he didn't die this time, and it was likely to be more serious than the last time he broke his arm.

He had just forcibly slapped three palms, causing the true qi in his body that had been so hard to gather to start to mess up again, and bursts of pain swam around the wounds, not eroding into the depths of his body for a moment.

Bu Jingyun did not resist the erosion, which is proof that he is still sober.

"Senior Brother Feng!"

Bu Jingyun looked in the direction where Nie Feng fell, and saw Nie Feng lying on his back, but he had already ordered a few acupoints to seal the blood that was constantly gushing out. His face was pale at this time, and he already looked like he had lost too much blood.

The Snow Drink Crazy Knife had already been taken out of his hand, and it was inserted a few steps in front of Nie Feng at this time, but he was extremely weak at this time, and the distance of a few steps was no less than that of the Heavenly Trench for him.

"Ahem......" Nie Feng should have wanted to say something when he heard Bu Jingyun's call, but at this time, he choked on another mouthful of blood in his throat, unable to go up, unable to come down, extremely uncomfortable.

In fact, the injuries on Nie Feng's body were not worse than those of Bu Jingyun, but he was originally a handsome son, and he had experienced less things between life and death, so he was not as good as Bu Jingyun in dealing with the pain. Just now, I was even more reluctant to shoot, and at this time, I saw that there was already more air out and less air intake.

"Eat the blood Bodhi!" A figure shot out from the smoke and dust, half of his body was dripping with blood, but his expression was silent, as if this was not his own body.

This emotionless voice is not Mo Xie's, but Lin Ming.

He stuffed one Blood Bodhi into Nie Feng's mouth while throwing the other one to Bu Jingyun, and then sat down cross-legged, gasping for breath.

"Mo Xie, don't go to sleep!" Lin Ming shouted through the spiritual power link between the two, but this link also began to become extremely fragile, and it looked like it would be broken at any time.

Fang Cai's fight Mo Ye was seriously injured, even if the special effects were done well, no matter how jealous and distracted the heroes were, a fledgling kid like Mo Ye would have to pay a very heavy price if he wanted to hurt him.

Mo Xie suffered three swords, but fortunately, they were all on the right half of his body, and there was also a qilin arm to protect the vital point, which made the vitality of the body not cut off, but the energy carried by the Huolin sword penetrated into Mo Ye's internal organs through the sword wound, and for a while, it was really like burning inside.

However, Fang Cai Mo Xie also exchanged injuries for injuries, and smashed the nameless sword qi that filled his two 'energy storage pipes' and the remaining 'Holy Spirit Sword Qi' in his body before into Xiongba's body.

Either way, he's done to the limit.

His consciousness was already blurred, and Lin Ming took over this body, but Lin Ming, who was also mentally strong, couldn't even completely stop the loss of blood in this body.

As a dark side, he majored in spiritual power, and there was no way to do anything about the few qi that were causing chaos in his body at this time.

At this time, he was in a hurry to go to the doctor, and after giving the wind and cloud blood Bodhi, he also took the blood Bodhi, but not one, but a large handful, and at the same time kept calling Mo Ye in his heart.

"Ah~~~!"

There was a cry in the smoke and outside the smoke almost at the same time, but the cry in the smoke and dust had a painful tinge in it.

It was the voice of the hero, and it seemed that Mo Xie's trick had worked.

"Xiongba!" Bu Jingyun's voice regained his vitality, the effect of the blood Bodhi was very fast, and he was already able to stand up at this time.

"Don't be impulsive, you still have one thing missing, one thing your father left you. 'It' is here. "Lin Ming is considered to be full of skills at this time, empty blood and empty blue, at this time, it is time to explore the use value of the drama.

In the original book, the peerless sword should have been born when it sensed Bu Jingyun's blood, but now it seems that there is something missing, just out of "professional mismatch", Lin Ming doesn't know what is missing, and the most suitable can only hope that Bu Jingyun can know what is missing.

"Peerless sword?" Bu Jingyun stared at Lin Ming, at this time, Lin Ming's eyes were no different from normal people, and it could be seen that he really had no strength, "Where is it?"

In Bu Jingyun's opinion, the person in front of him was obviously a kendo master, after all, the imperial envoy ten thousand swords and the means of levitating in the air already belonged to the category of mythology, and from the shout of the male tyrant just now, it was not difficult to hear that the other party must have been extremely seriously injured. In this way, even if Bu Jingyun was anxious at this time, he didn't dare to make a mistake to Linming.

"There is a sword intent underground, and it is waiting for you. After Lin Ming finished saying this, he closed his eyes and stopped answering, and when his mental strength bottomed out, he would feel very difficult even if he opened his eyes.

"Underground ......" Bu Jingyun muttered, the whole person was in a pensive state, he put his right hand (the left hand is not his hand in the strict sense) on the ground, and tried to sense the sword intent that Lin Ming said.

It's just that......

The so-called 'sword intent' was nonsense by Lin Ming, and Bu Jingyun sensed it and didn't sense anything.

"Brother Dugu, can you be more specific?" In front of him is a good time for revenge, Bu Jingyun let go of his face and even called Lin Ming "Brother Dugu", which is an extremely rare thing for "not crying death".

"Memory is the most powerful weapon, call the sword in your memory with your heart. Lin Ming said, "Buy me some time, Xiongba is not dead yet." ”

"Memory ......" Bu Jingyun closed his eyes and recalled the sword in his memory.

A peerless sword!

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"Uh~~~!!"

The Hero wailed and fell to his knees, despite the shards of his sword piercing his clothes, his knees and calves.

At this time, the situation in his body had become a mess, and the sword qi that Mo Xie had entered into his body that belonged to the nature of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique had triggered the sword qi left by the old sword saint, and at the same time, the nameless sword qi was also raging in his body.

These two sword qi seemed to be inherently incompatible, and they fought in Xiongba's body, fighting through the meridians, and even through Xiongba's true qi as a medium and for supplies.

The nameless sword qi carried the realm of the 'Heavenly Sword', and as soon as the Heavenly Sword came out of the Ten Thousand Swords and surrendered, the true qi obtained by cultivating the swordsmanship in the part of the Xiongba's body was swallowed by this "Heavenly Sword" sword qi and strengthened his body.

And the sword qi left in the sword master's 'sword twenty-three' can no longer be regarded as "sword qi" in the strict sense, it is even more treacherous than the 'heavenly sword', at the moment of awakening, it actually absorbs a kind of energy that even the male tyrant has never seen to strengthen himself, although intuitively it is not as large as the 'heavenly sword', but for a time it is on par with the 'heavenly sword' sword qi, and even faintly has the momentum to overpower the other party.

As the 'Sword Twenty-Three' devoured more and more of that energy, the black hair on the man's head actually began to turn gray, and in just a few breaths, it was already more than half white.

'Sword Twenty-Three' was actually launched in the body of the male tyrant at the cost of the vitality of the male tyrant!

It's just that this time the initiator and the target are the same person, and strictly speaking, Xiongba is a suicide.

It's just that he is by no means a man who is willing to die like this.

So he roared, like a trapped beast, regardless of the pain of broken meridians, desperately urging the three points of true qi in his body that were still obeying his orders at this time.

At this time, the "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect" that Mo Ye had asked Lin Ming to put out before came into play - Xiongba took so many swords seriously out of suspicion, plus he had also disabled the wind, clouds and a vote of martial arts people before, the consumption of true qi was really amazing, and at this time, the three points of true qi in his body were only a little more than thirty percent left.

In this way, the three different sources of power in the body of the male tyrant began to fight like a three-legged battle, and you fought to the death.

"Poof!"

Suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and at the same time one hand made intimate contact with the ground, and several fragments unceremoniously cut his hand.

It's just that he didn't withdraw his hand, which he needed to use to support the weight of his body.

He was defeated in the confrontation in the body just now, and the three points of true qi were scattered, but fortunately, the male tyrant reacted quickly and decisively enough, and forcibly introduced part of the "remnants of the defeated generals" into the 'sea of qi' so that he would not be completely lost in martial arts all of a sudden.

At this time, his true qi was only less than two percent, but on the other hand, the sword qi of the 'Heavenly Sword' and the sword qi of the 'Sword Twenty-Three' were also reduced by half in the confrontation.

It's just that......

"Wook!"

The bones of the hero's whole body made a crunch, and the skin on the back of his hand pressed to the ground wrinkled rapidly.

The sword qi of 'Sword Twenty-Three' began to expand as Xiongba's body rapidly aged, and soon returned to its previous appearance, but at this time, this sword qi was already several times larger than that of the 'Heavenly Sword'.

"No!!"

Xiongba shouted in despair, but he was indulging in the changes in his body and didn't notice that the blood flowing from his body was being absorbed by the land of the sword mound at a strange speed.