"Zhao Haifeng, do you think you can protect him for a while, can you protect him for a lifetime? ”

Turning his head, Xu Mingren suddenly smiled at this He Yanqiu and said, "What, are you still scared now?"

To Xu Mingren's surprise, He Yanqiu not only did not have the slightest look of fear, but even his eyes were full of disdain.

"I will also give you this sentence of yours, I hope you will not regret it when the time comes. ”

For He Yanqiu's tough tone, even Zhao Haifeng was shocked.

Could it be that there is someone behind this kid? But I haven't heard him say it before, could it be the two crazy people who used to come with him? Zhao Haifeng kept thinking about it, but he didn't have any useful information.

was refuted by He Yanqiu's words, Xu Mingren had an inexplicable feeling, as if playing the piano to a cow.

Is this kid stupid, he doesn't think that just by relying on him as a monk who has broken through the Void Realm, he can defeat the powerhouse of the Heaven Stepping Realm, right? Or does he think he can resist the suppression of my sword soul lineage?

"Why complain about Qiu, my son has to say, you are indeed an idiot, this son advises you to cherish the little time you have left. For a month, my son promises you to die. ”

Xu Mingren angrily threw down this sentence, and then flew away with the disciples of the Sword Soul lineage, as if he was about to leave the Spirit Jade Sect.

"Senior Brother Ma, you go and send off a distinguished guest. Zhao Haifeng stroked his white beard, forcibly held back the smile in his heart, turned his head, and gave a faint command to Elder Ma.

"Understood. Elder Ma felt an unprecedented sense of pleasure, and without any superfluous nonsense, he chased directly after Xu Mingren and those people.

Seeing Zhao Haifeng looking at himself, He Yanqiu immediately preemptively said: "Uncle Zhang, I am injured and need to be repaired, so I will leave for the time being." ”

Without waiting for Zhao Haifeng to answer, He Yanqiu immediately dodged and disappeared in place, not even caring about Zhao Yu'er, who wanted to speak.

Zhao Haifeng scolded with a smile in his heart.

Seeing He Yanqiu leaving in such a hurry, coupled with the fact that He Yanqiu had mentioned that he was injured himself, Zhao Yuer immediately guessed that He Yanqiu was really injured and was still very serious, so he wanted to go and see.

"Okay, Yu'er, since you want to go, let's go, there are some wounding medicines here for my father, you can bring them with you, if you don't complain about Master Qiu's nephew needing it, give it to him, he will make such a contribution to my Lingyu Sect, this thing is still willing for my father." ”

Zhao Haifeng's words can be described as high-sounding, even Zhao Yuer can't find any mistakes, and even was deceived by Zhao Haifeng's seriousness.

"Then Yu'er will go to see Senior Brother He first. Zhao Yu'er didn't debunk Zhao Haifeng's tricks, nodded, and flew towards He Yanqiu's residence.

As soon as He Yanqiu arrived at his residence, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, the color of the blood was purple-black, and even had an obvious smell, even He Yanqiu himself felt a little disgusted.

The reason why He Yanqiu vomited blood and bruised blood was naturally related to the previous battle.

Although He Yanqiu was lucky to defeat Xu Mingren and took this opportunity to master his own sword, he inevitably suffered a lot of injuries in the process of colliding with the broken sleeve sword path that Xu Mingren cast.

The injury is not serious, and there are even some benefits, but in a short period of time, He Yanqiu is afraid that it will be difficult to perform his fallen leaf sword path again.

Although this battle caused a lot of load on his body, but subtly by chance, it also broke through the few remaining obstacles in He Yanqiu's body, making him and the Sword God realm one step further.

"Senior Brother He, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Yu'er suddenly appeared from behind He Yanqiu, and her voice startled He Yanqiu.

"I'm fine. He Yanqiu took a breath and then replied.

Zhao Yu'er naturally didn't believe He Yanqiu's words, because she had already seen the undried blood stains on the corners of He Yanqiu's mouth, as well as the black blood stains on He Yanqiu's feet.

"I'm vomiting blood, Senior Brother He, you still say it's okay, you don't cherish your body too much. Zhao Yuer hurriedly took out the wound medicine that his father gave him, but for a while he didn't know which bottle to hand to He Yanqiu.

"Senior Brother He, what did you hurt, say it quickly, Yu'er will get you medicine. Zhao Yu'er's voice was a little anxious.

In the face of Zhong's kind care, as a patient who had just been traumatized, He Yanqiu felt a great sense of relief and touch.

"Yu'er, I'm fine, really, just take care of it for a few days. Because He Yanqiu didn't want to see Zhao Haifeng again for the time being, he extended the repair time by a few days.

Hearing He Yanqiu say this, although Zhao Yuer was still very worried, she did not force He Yanqiu to take medicine again.

Since Senior Brother He himself felt that it was okay, it would not be too big, and his father was standing in front of Senior Brother at that time, if Senior Brother He had something to do, he would definitely be able to see it.

It was precisely because of thinking about these that Zhao Yuer relaxed a little.

"Okay, Senior Sister Yu'er, I still need to adjust my cultivation, so I won't accompany you. He Yanqiu's meaning is obvious, that is, I hope Zhao Yuer can get acquainted with each other and leave.

Of course, He Yanqiu didn't hate Zhao Yuer, but he had important things to deal with.

Hearing He Yanqiu's words, Zhao Yuer could naturally comprehend the meaning, so she ordered a few words for He Yanqiu to pay attention to herself, and then got up and left.

When Zhao Yu'er completely disappeared in front of He Yanqiu, He Yanqiu quickly returned to the secret room where he was retreating, and his movements were extremely fast, not like an injured person at all.

Sitting cross-legged, an extremely unstable fluctuation gushed out of He Yanqiu's body, like a gushing underground spring.

The five-colored parrot already knew about it the moment He Yanqiu returned, so it immediately came to He Yanqiu.

He Yanqiu simply didn't have the time and energy to communicate with others for the time being, and he was now completely immersed in a mysterious world.

Colorful fallen leaves fluttered in all directions, lingering around his body, and slowly began to rotate around the whole world.

The majestic aura began to rage like a flame from the depths of He Yanqiu's heart, and this feeling of aura riot made He Yanqiu feel a strong pressure.

He Yanqiu decisively mobilized all his spiritual power and suppressed the spiritual power in his body strongly, but the feeling of this riot became stronger and stronger.

A trace of black mist began to appear in the spiritual world, and this black mist continued to wrap around the colorful fallen leaves, and the yellow or green fallen leaves gradually turned black.

This strange black mist wrapped around He Yanqiu's consciousness like a maggot on the tarsal bones, and He Yanqiu gradually felt that his mind had become a little uncontrollable.

The deciduous world formed by Kendo has been completely covered in black mist, making the whole world look like a terrifying horror.

Not only the fallen leaves, but all the trees had turned black, and all the sources of the fallen leaves had fallen into the darkness.

The black leaves fall from the branches to the ground and become part of the black earth, and the leaves on the branches continue to grow, and then continue to fall, and return to the same cycle.

He Yanqiu felt a kendo aura that was even more indifferent than his own deciduous sword, which not only contained a trace of deciduous swordsmanship, but also contained some kind of even more strange power.

(End of chapter)