Chen Yan only tasted a small bite, but Wu Hanjiang had already faintly felt that the thin man in front of him was suddenly much stronger. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He seemed to be a different person, his eyes radiated a compelling gaze, looking at the lilac liquid flowing from his fingertips, and muttered: "Since the moment I lost these hands, I am destined to be inseparable from this medicine, it is the best painkiller in the world."

Wu Hanjiang's hand clenched the hilt of the sword, and he was listening, listening motionlessly.

Chen Yan smiled again: "But it can double my strength."

Wu Hanjiang still didn't move, although his body didn't move, his keen sense of smell and insight beyond ordinary people were more alert than ever, and his mind was moving.

Chen Yi laughed twice, and a bright light from the east shone on his face, his face was distorted, and his originally straight waist bent down like a werewolf.

He said hoarsely, "Are you observing me now?"

The back of Wu Hanjiang's hand was full of green tendons, and Chen Yan continued: "It's useless, I'm invincible at the moment, and I don't have any flaws."

Wu Hanjiang finally couldn't help it, he suddenly made a move, although the sky was bright, it couldn't drown out the brilliance of the sword, the sword light flashed, and Wu Hanjiang's sword blade slashed past Chen Yan's throat like lightning.

Chen Yan hurriedly swept back, when he stopped, the sinister smile on his face had not disappeared, he coldly reached out and touched his neck, suddenly his face changed greatly, and his smile froze.

A wound was like a thin line, zigzags from Chen Yan's neck to his chest, his eyes suddenly widened, but it looked very hollow, he gently stroked the wound, and said in surprise: "What a fast sword."

Wu Hanjiang's shots have always been fast, this is something everyone knows, but a top master like Chen Yi can't help but marvel at the move just now, which is really puzzling.

Although the wound is not deep, it can be frightening, and the expression on Chen Yan's face is a little unnatural.

He suddenly took a few steps back, took out a dark green bottle from his bosom, uncorked it and poured it into his mouth, some lilac liquid spilling from the corner of his mouth.

He wiped his mouth and laughed wildly: "This is already an overdose, and you can't take too much of this medicine at one time."

Wu Hanjiang said coldly: "Maybe you can eat some more."

Chen Yan threw the empty bottle on the ground, snorted coldly: "Do you want me to die", and suddenly woke up and looked up, "I was almost scared by you, the sword just now was really fierce, and to be honest, I don't have the strength to follow", he suddenly stopped again, paused and said: "But that's all yours."

Wu Hanjiang never expected that his actions had been seen through by the other party, and in such a short period of time, he had indeed done his best with the sword just now, the purpose was to make Chen Yan mess up, so as to take the opportunity to find a flaw.

Chen Yan's body suddenly swelled, and an inhuman roar came out of his throat, like a man-eating ghost, he seemed to be unable to fully control his body, this drug was too powerful, Chen Yan exhaled hot air from his nostrils, and the muscles of his body clinged to his body like old tree roots, he was now completely transformed into a demon, his claws kept waving in the air.

Wu Hanjiang's sword "choked" and collided with the golden claws, as if he had been hit by lightning on the wrist, Wu Hanjiang felt trembling all over his body, and his pitch-black iron sword almost flew out of his hand.

Chen Yan groaned: "What's the matter, you know how good I am."

Wu Hanjiang slowly retreated, Xiaohong was behind him, he stopped immediately after a few steps back, and as soon as he stopped, it was as if he had taken root.

Xiaohong said abruptly: "Xianggong, is it you?"

Wu Hanjiang stopped in front of her and said softly, "...... You don't have to worry".

Xiaohong's face instantly recovered, calm and indifferent.

Wu Hanjiang's heart was about to crack, and although his sword was clenched in his hand, he no longer had the confidence to swing it.

Chen Yan's fatal steel claws were getting closer and closer, and Wu Hanjiang's body suddenly erupted with a wave of heat, and his lips were about to be bitten.

Chen Yan grabbed him like a demon, and his footprints sank deep into the ground, which showed that his internal strength was extremely deep.

Wu Hanjiang brushed past him, skillfully avoiding Chen Yan's claws, but somehow he almost fell under his feet.

Chen Yan groaned, "Look at your legs", he raised his claws leisurely, there was already a piece of bloody flesh on the golden claws, and Wu Hanjiang knew that one of his legs was almost useless without looking.

But Xiaohong is still in front of him, although he has dodged, Xiaohong is getting closer and closer to Chen Yan, her body is not stained with a trace of dust, although Wuhanjiang's clothes are soaked with blood, but Xiaohong is always as white as snow.

A malicious smile flashed at the corner of Chen Yan's mouth, and his bloody claws suddenly stretched out.

Wu Hanjiang lost his voice and shouted: "Don't touch her", his sword light flashed again, and there was a loud "bang", like thunder exploding, Wu Hanjiang felt like the river and the sea in his heart, the whole person was about to explode, and he used every bit of strength in his body.

A huge puff of smoke was lifted on the ground, and Chen Yan's body left a deep scratch on the ground, and his person retreated more than ten meters away, only to staggered to his feet.

His jaw was about to drop, he never expected that Wu Hanjiang would burst out with such terrifying power in an instant.

His arms were still numb, and a pair of shining claws seemed to have lost their brilliance, and Chen Yan's face suddenly darkened, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water.

Wu Hanjiang anxiously took a few steps forward, waved his hand to shake off the smoke, and was relieved to see Xiaohong sitting on the horse intact.

Chen Yan was shocked, and hurriedly took out a dark green bottle from his arms, he bit the cork and poured it into his mouth without hesitation, as if drinking cold water.

But this time it didn't seem to have changed, his body seemed to have reached its limit, and no matter how much medicine he took, it couldn't get an effect.

He was frightened all of a sudden, and his face showed undisguised fear.

At this time, Wuhanjiang's pitch-black iron sword sounded slightly in the sheath.

With the breath of the sword!

It was also the last sword, his posture suddenly became different, and the Wu Hanjiang who was calm and regarded everything as a dog came back.

Chen Yan's body trembled like chaff, at this most critical moment, he couldn't control his nerves, he wanted to raise his arm to defend but couldn't move.

Xiaohong was still sitting on the horse, his face was full of tenderness, as if he knew the victory of Wuhanjiang.

At the same time, Wu Hanjiang's face suddenly froze, and he lost his voice: "Don't."

Chen Yan didn't know when he recovered, and the whole person pounced on Xiaohong like a hungry tiger.