Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Mysterious Man

"Hurry up and let me do it. Jiang Qiong spoke up decisively, and set up a formation with the rest of the family, looking at his appearance, he planned to use the One Qi Flying Dragon Formation again.

Mu Tianniu was also frightened by this amazing momentum, he didn't expect Yan Chuan to be able to launch such a powerful attack, but he soon felt that something was wrong, and suddenly said in a loud voice: "Yan Chuan, stop quickly, if you continue like this, you will die first." ”

"Haha, die, I want them to die. Yan Chuan laughed loudly, the tears in his eyes kept falling, laughing while shedding tears, the pain of madness made him lose his mind.

Mu Tianniu was right, if Yan Chuan didn't stop his hand, and the fluctuating palms that kept appearing behind him didn't have time to release, he would die first, and now he was completely squeezing his own vitality.

At this time, he scattered all over his body, and he also took the initiative to release it, wanting to enhance the power of the fluctuating palm.

This is undoubtedly suicide, if Yan Chuan was under normal circumstances, he would never do such a thing, but because of the death of Xiao Silly and his younger brother one after another, he has lost the fighting spirit to live, and his consciousness has also been confused, and he has no ability to judge at all.

"Wow-ah-"

Yan Chuan's limbs were spread out, wailing in pain, I don't know if it was because of the sadness in his heart or the condition of his body, in short, he was using this to release his depression and vent his emotions.

The innate flow in his body was gradually depleted, and he had reached the point where he ran out of oil and dried up, Yan Chuan seemed to see Xiao Silly and his younger brother waving at him, closing his eyes, and showing a reassuring smile on his face.

At the same time, the countless fluctuating palms around Yan Chuan lost their support and became extremely unstable, threatening to explode at any time.

The people of the Nine Great Families were full of horror, desperately releasing a Qi Xing Dragon Array to protect their bodies, for fear of being affected, their only thought now was to worry about why they were wading into troubled waters.

Liu Huwei's back was also soaked with sweat, and the calm color on his face was gone, and some were just a look of panic.

The people in the audience panicked and desperately rushed to the exit, in their hearts, Yan Chuan has become synonymous with terror, if they can survive this time, they will definitely remember the name of Yan Chuan for the rest of their lives.

The only people present were still calm, only Mu Tianniu and Mu Xingfan, father and son, but they were also shocked that Yan Chuan could launch such an offensive, and at the same time, there was a trace of happiness in their hearts, avenging Mu Lingsha was their only expectation, and their life and death did not matter.

At this critical moment, the lock dragon cuffs in Yan Chuan's hand seemed to shake slightly, and a round black and white figure emerged among them.

It was a bean ring that had been locked in dragon cuffs.

As soon as it appeared, it released a powerful suction, and the energy in the fluctuating palm was pulled by the suction force and continuously converged on the bean circle.

Even the nine major families and Liu Huwei couldn't help but fluctuate their palms, but they were easily resolved by Xiaodouquan.

Yan Chuan's eyes moved slightly and tried to open them, and then he closed them again because he was too tired, and fell into a deep sleep.

Before he fell unconscious, he vaguely felt that there was a surge of energy feeding back to him, although the process was slow, but the vitality in his body was gradually recovering.

The silver light flashed, everything in front of him calmed down, and the bean ring returned to the locked dragon cuffs.

"What's going on?" everyone wondered, the fluctuating palm that was about to explode disappeared in an instant, leaving only Yan Chuan lying on the ground.

When the bean ring appeared, it was when the fluctuating palm was brewing at its peak, and the dazzling light obscured everyone's eyes, so no one saw its appearance.

"I know, it must have been Yan Chuan's exhaustion and death, and he didn't have the strength to support the release of the decisive technique, so it dissipated automatically. Seeing that the crisis was resolved, the people of the Nine Great Families withdrew the One Qi Xing Dragon Formation, and the old Nine Sisters among them said with a big grin.

His statement has been agreed by most people, but a few people are still full of doubts.

Power can neither be generated out of thin air, nor can it disappear out of thin air, the power of the fluctuating palm is so great, how can it be said that it is gone.

Although they were puzzled, they didn't dig deeper, after all, as long as they were alive, it was a matter of good fortune, and the rest was not so important.

Liu Huwei also put away his defenses, at that moment just now, he really felt the breath of death, his heart palpitated, and sweat soaked his entire back.

Seeing the figure lying on the ground, Liu Huwei's eyes gradually approached with a fierce light, wanting to take the opportunity to get rid of Yanchuan.

What no one saw was that the threads of fate connected to Yan Chuan's body were fused with each other at this moment, and they were the invisible threads that he had generated when he cultivated the Fluctuating Palm.

Swish!

A figure appeared in front of Liu Huwei out of thin air, as if he had been standing there from the beginning, and his back looked a little familiar.

"Who are you?"

Liu Huwei spoke cautiously and did not dare to act rashly. The visitor appeared here silently in front of everyone's eyes, and he was by no means a nameless person with such skills.

No one responded.

In the next second, Liu Huwei's pupils shrank, because the figure in front of him was gone, and the corpses of Yan Chuan and Mu Lingsha on the ground disappeared at the same time.

"What's going on?" Jiang Qiong walked to Liu Huwei's side and asked tentatively, just now, he clearly saw a person standing there, and before he could come back to his senses, the person was gone.

Shaking his head, Liu Huwei was also at a loss, the person who came disappeared after only appearing for a moment, so fast that as long as he and Jiang Qiong found out, the others present didn't see what happened.

Only two masters who had reached the tenth order could catch the slightest clue of the appearance of the figure, and the others couldn't see it at all, they only felt that there was a gust of wind blowing, and then Yan Chuan was gone.

Let him run away.

Liu Huwei tried to suppress the anger in his heart, if people knew that Yan Chuan had run away, his prestige would be greatly reduced, this damn Yan Chuan not only almost died with him, but was also rescued inexplicably, if it was spread out, he was afraid that he would be treated as a joke, which Liu Huwei would never allow.

However, looking at the situation when Yanchuan's last breath dissipated, it is basically not far from death, even if he is lucky not to die, his mental state will gradually collapse, and it will be difficult to become a climate.

Although he thought so in his heart, Liu Huwei was still a little uncomfortable in his heart, he always did things neatly and neatly, and he would not leave any tail, he was always relieved that Yanchuan would not die, but now he couldn't go to find Yanchuan's whereabouts with great fanfare, after all, only he and the Nine Great Families knew that he was rescued.

It seems that you can take advantage of the people of the Nine Great Families.

Liu Huwei sneered in his heart, and then announced to everyone: "Yan Chuan, who offended Ling Wumen, has been killed by us, and there are no bones left. ”

The astonishing news came out of the audience, and no one dared to question what Ling Wumen's disciples said, although no one saw Yan Chuan killed with their own eyes, but Liu Huwei's final preparation for the killer was seen by many people, and they would only think that Liu Huwei had extraordinary means to destroy the corpse in an instant.

While they were frightened by Ling Wumen's tough attitude, they were also thinking about Yan Chuan's death, some feeling sorry and some feeling happy, and their reactions were different.

It is a pity that a generation of Tianjiao died like this, fighting alone against the nine major families without being defeated as less than twenty years old, the word Tianjiao is well-deserved, and the reason for feeling happy is that Yan Chuan dared to offend the powerful sect of Ling Wumen without knowing whether he was alive or dead, offended the sect they longed for in their hearts, and almost affected all the people in the audience before he died, such a person is not a pity to die.

......

What's wrong with me?

Where is this?

What happened?

Yes, the little fool is dead, my brother is dead, why am I still alive? Why?

On a meadow, Yan Chuan held his head in pain, tears pouring out of his face.

The first thought he had when he woke up was that he wanted to die, and the successive deaths of Mu Lingsha and Yan Feng hit him too hard, and he would feel pain every time he thought about it.

"They didn't die. An abrupt voice rang out over the meadow.

As if grasping a life-saving straw, Yan Chuan struggled to get up from the ground, looking for the source of the sound, and suddenly, he was stunned, and next to him stood a person who looked exactly like himself, looking at him.

"You're... Brother?"

Yan Chuan's first reaction was to think that this person was his younger brother Yan Feng, but he quickly denied this idea.

"Who are you?" Yan Chuan was very familiar with his younger brother, and the person in front of him was definitely not Yan Feng.

"I'm you. The mystery man said.

"I don't care who you are, you just said that the little fool and my brother are not dead?"

"Yes. ”

Yan Chuan looked at his hands, tears blurred his eyes again, "But, I saw them with my own eyes..."

"If I don't show up, you can save them later, but that's wrong. The mysterious man looked at the sky and said with a melancholy expression: "So I appeared." ”

Yan Chuan asked repeatedly, "Who are you?"

"I'm you. ”

Same answer.

After being silent for a while, Yan Chuan chose to believe what he said, as long as Xiao Silly and his younger brother could survive.

Seeing that Yan Chuan had calmed down, the mysterious man said, "Do you still remember Tianyan Decision?"

Of course, Yan Chuan remembered that he had relied on Tianyan Decision to create his own Decisive Technique Wave Palm, and the power of it was not comparable to ordinary Decisive Technique.

Without waiting for Yan Chuan to answer, the mysterious man continued: "Practicing Tianyan Decisive can create powerful decisive skills, and at the same time, it can also produce different lines of fate. ”

Hearing an unfamiliar word, Yan Chuan couldn't help but ask, "The thread of fate, what is that?"

The mysterious man pondered for a moment and said: "A mysterious thread that can change people's fate, I don't know what it is, in fact, to be honest, I don't even know why I can come here, but it is also related to the thread of fate." ”

"You said you were me at the beginning, and now you say that you are from somewhere else, are you the future me?" Yan Chuan had a bitter smile on his face, he must be crazy.

The mysterious man said: "No, to be precise, I am the current you, but in my place, my brother and the little fool are not dead. ”

Seeing that the expression on Yan Chuan's face was constantly changing, the mysterious man ignored it and continued: "When Liu Huwei said about the survival elder brother before, I felt that something was not right, so I chose to run away, I believe you also felt this way at that time, but you didn't run away, but chose another way. Later, when I was hiding outside Ruisi Town and cultivating Tianyan Decision alone, I discovered the thread of fate, so I appeared here, and I saw me making a different choice. ”