"Ah......h

His shoulders were pierced by the sword, and the bony pain ate away at his weak consciousness, and Fu Cang wanted to clench his fists and resist hard, but found that his arms no longer had any strength.

Even so, Fu Cang sneered, showing no sign of giving in.

"Zhang Qianchou, do you really think that Ling'er left because of you or me?" Fu Cang asked coldly.

"What if not?!" Zhang Qianchou became more and more crazy, he swung another sword, and a thick earth breath hit Fu Cang's chest fiercely!

"Poof!" Fu Cang's throat was sweet, and blood spurted violently. If it weren't for the strength of the physical body, I'm afraid that Fu Cang would have died by now.

Nangong Yue can't look past it, Fu Cang will really die if he continues like this!

"Brother Fu Cang...... Hmm!" she just wanted to step forward, but Mo Jianjun covered her mouth, Mo Jianjun made a silent gesture, and said, "I believe Fu Cang, he is appeasing Zhang Qianchou." ”

Mo Jianjun can only trust Fu Cang at the moment. Although he and Fu Cang have known each other for a short time, they have fought side by side with Fu Cang, and he believes in Fu Cang's adaptability.

"A month ago, the Dazhan tribe was calm, Ling'er continued to work as a wizard in the tribe, and you, too, planned how to train me. But a month later, a Heaven Sacrifice Evil Technique came out of thin air, and the siege battle attracted the Feather God Clan, if there was no Heaven Sacrifice Evil Technique, the Feather God Clan would not come, and Ling'er would not leave?"

Fu Cang said, his blue eyes looking at Yuan Yifan.

Yuan Yifan secretly shouted in his heart, "It's not good!"

At the same time, he was also staring at Fu Cang. He made a note of Fu Cang in his heart.

I have to say that Yuan Yifan's cold temperament is indeed innate, just by looking at it, Fu Cang can feel a bone-eating cold like an ice cellar.

Fu Cang took a deep breath and looked at Yuan Yifan again:

"The initiator of all this is Yuan Yifan, one of the twelve elders of the Heaven Devouring Alliance!"

"Yuan Yifan?!" Zhang Qianchou seemed to remember something, he turned his head to look at Yuan Yifan, his eyes covered by hair were full of hatred!

The blade of the sword was once again covered with a thick layer of earth.

Zhang Qianchou approached step by step, and with each step, the dust under his feet rose up, gradually converging into an earth-colored giant sword, and the blade of the giant sword pointed directly at Yuan Yifan.

Seeing this, Wang Ming got out of the way with interest. Yuan Yifan's fate is not only death but also death, and it is no worse to die in anyone's hands.

However, as Zhang Qianchou approached, Yuan Yifan didn't panic at all, he slowly stood up, calmly brushed his sleeves, and a sneer broke at the corner of his mouth.

Wang Mingzhen didn't understand, Yuan Yifan's Xuan Qi had been exhausted, and it was clear that a lost dog could still laugh. Could it be that he still has a back hand? Impossible! Wang Ming denied it at the first time, Yuan Yifan's actual deeds were far superior to the ordinary concentrating realm, and even if he had a back hand, he should have used it a long time ago, so why wait until this time?

When everyone was questioning, the giant sword behind Zhang Qianchou was successfully condensed, and this giant sword was about to be split, and the entire sacrificial platform flew sand and stones!

"Zhang Qianchou. Yuan Yifan spoke, but did not stop Zhang Qianchou from making a move.

The long sword pierced the air and shot straight at Yuan Yifan!

"I can save your daughter!!"

"Boom!"

Zhang Qianchou's movements froze, and after a momentary pause, Zhang Qianchou swung his sword again, striking out a huge sword qi!

The huge earth sword that was supposed to split Yuan Yifan in half turned into dust, and in a cloud of smoke and dust, Zhang Qianchou's figure flickered, circled behind Yuan Yifan, bent his fingers into claws, and clasped Yuan Yifan's throat at once.

"I can't tell you why, Lao Tzu killed you!" Zhang Qianchou said coldly, but his eyes had already returned to reason.

"Blood...... Blood Crystal... Suo Longtan ......" Yuan Yifan lowered his voice, and only Zhang Qianchou could hear it.

Hearing this, Zhang Qianchou's confused eyes disappeared instantly, and at the same time he fell into hesitation......... His heart was struggling...

After a long time, he finally made up his mind and let go of Yuan Yifan.

Fu Cang saw all this, and he knew that Yuan Yifan must have mentioned the blood crystal. The blood crystal is very important, Fu Cang will never allow it to be lost again! He wanted to leave, but it was too late.

Zhang Qianchou didn't know when he came to the front, and the power of the sword saint was like a boulder mountain, so that Fu Cang couldn't move.

"Take it out. ”

"No ......"

Fu Cang shook his head with difficulty, and unconsciously sweat wet his eyes. In the blur, Zhang Qianchou reached out to take the blood crystal from him.

"Zhang Qianchou, don't be confused by Yuan Yifan! he is a member of the Heaven Swallowing Alliance!" Fu Cang stopped, but to no avail.

Zhang Qianchou put the blood crystal into the acceptance ring, "Boy...... Come to Yuehuamen......" He said lightly, the madness in his eyes had long since disappeared, and in exchange for a touch of gloomy sadness.

"I want you to stop me ......"

The emotions of this sentence are very complicated, like hope, like helplessness.

"No, I don't want to go to the Yuehua Gate!Blood Crystal...... Stop Zhang Qianchou!!He's going to bring the blood crystal!!"

Fu Cang could only pin his hopes on Wang Ming, because among the people present, only Wang Ming could fight with Zhang Qianchou.

Fu Cang himself will also enter the battle, although he is seriously injured, but the blood crystal is related to the safety of the entire Shuozhou, and he has to go all out to recapture the blood crystal!

Zhang Qianchou seemed to see through Fu Cang's intentions, "Boy...... I appreciate your hard work, if I can, please take care of my Ling'er in the future......"

He smiled, then raised his hand and slapped Fu Cang's shoulder, just like he did when he brought Fu Cang to come, and slapped him unconscious.

.........

When he woke up, Fu Cang found himself lying on the bed. Looking at the size of the room, as well as the simple furnishings, Fu Cang was sure that this was a private house.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Mo Jianjun sitting on the edge of the bed with a heavy face.

"Fu Cang, are you awake?" Seeing Fu Cang wake up, Mo saw Jun smile happily, and his heavy color was thrown away.

"Hiss~~" Fu Cang struggled to stand up, he felt that his head was now groggy for a while, and he couldn't exert his strength.

"Where's the blood crystal...... Did ?...you get it back?" he asked.

Mo Jianjun's eyes gradually darkened, he sighed, shook his head and said: "We tried our best to stop it, but we were not Zhang Qianchou's enemies at all, even Uncle Wang, under Zhang Qianchou, couldn't pass ten moves." ”

Zhang Qianchou took the blood crystal and left with Yuan Yifan. Although we have retained the bloodline of the Feather God and the Dazhan tribe in this battle, we have lost the most important blood crystal ......" Mo Jianjun looked guilty.

"We all did our best. ”

Fu Cang patted Mo Jianjun's shoulder and comforted him. Mo Jianjun smiled knowingly, and reached out to clasp Fu Cang's hand, "Brother, rest well, when your injuries are healed, we will have a celebration banquet." ”

"........."

"Brother, during this time, you can recuperate with peace of mind, and you don't have to worry about what happens outside. ”

“......... Hmmm......"

Fu Cang originally wanted to discuss the matter of the blood crystal with Mo Jianjun, but when he saw Mo Jianjun's resolute face, he stopped speaking and nodded in agreement.

After Mo Jianjun left, Fu Cang continued to fall into a deep sleep.

However, Fu Cang's mind was never idle, even in his sleep, he was thinking about how to improve his strength faster.

Overlord Infinity ...... No dust... A sword in the dust...... Blasting the Wind Kendo .........

After the battle of the Dazhan tribe, Fu Cang once again realized his weakness. When I watched the things I wanted to protect being snatched away, it was painful and hateful.

He swore to himself, swore that he would never let this happen again! But before that, he had to heal his wounds. In this battle, the body's Xuan Qi and soul spiritual power were all overdrawn, and even the meridian elements were beaten to a mess by Zhang Qianchou.

It seems that it will not get better in half a month.

Fu Cang put aside all distractions and concentrated on sleeping.

In the dream, a strange sound suddenly sounded.

"The ancestors passed away in the clouds, and there was no return for ten thousand years"

"Just wait for the ancestors to return to the realm of Shenzhou, storm and rain, cry ghosts and gods, and avenge the revenge of the former slaughtering clan!"

It was a strange tone, like some kind of ritual chanting.

Fu Cang saw that there was a team slowly coming from the darkness, they were all knights wearing battle armor and holding spears, their war horses under their crotches were full of energy, and after a long neigh, they swept in front of Fu Cang.

They passed through Fu Cang's body, and then, in the darkness, this scene emerged again:

"Ancestor!!!Hurry up!!"

A general in purple armor stood atop an island, his scarred body supported only by a broken sword. And in the sky, a purple dragon was hovering, and after glancing at the general again, it rushed into the sky and disappeared.

The illusion that was originally ethereal woke up like a nightmare.

The general in the dream...... Isn't it the empty nine?!

"Ahh

Fu Cang woke up from his sleep, sweat soaking his clothes, and he gasped for breath, as if he had been frightened by something. He didn't have time to wipe his sweat, so he went directly into the sea of knowledge to look for Kong Jiu's figure.

"Brother Nine in the Sky!Brother Nine in the Sky!Are you still there?!"

"Brother Empty Nine!!"

"What's the call? Your eldest brother and I are not dead. Kujiu's leisurely voice came.

"I knew you weren't dead...... ...... "Fu Cang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Stop, stop, you mean, you think I'm dead?!" said Kujiu dissatisfied.

"No, I just dreamed that you were surrounded by a large group of people, and you were defeated, and then you died on the spot......"

"Ahh ”

"Really, big brother. ”

"Hey, do you doubt me? Let me tell you, big brother, although I don't remember the past, but I remember these exercises and combat skills in my mind clearly, the Heavenly Rank Exercises, what I have here!" Kong Jiu became more and more dissatisfied.

Kong Jiu's words caught Fu Cang's attention. I was about to fall asleep, but I woke up because of Kujiu's words.

"Are you sure?" Fu Cang wanted to confirm if Kong Jiu was talking angrily.

"Sure, for sure, for sure!" Kong Jiu patted his breastplate and swore an oath, but he suddenly said again:

"It's just ........."

"Demon!" Fu Cang closed his eyes decisively, and he knew that Kong Jiu was bragging. For Kong Jiu's behavior, Fu Cang is commonplace. This big brother is good at everything, but he loves to brag when he has nothing to do, and his words are true and false, so that Fu Cang doesn't know whether to believe it or not.

So Fu Cang decided to sleep with his eyes closed, ignoring Kong Jiu's chatter.

This sleep, I don't know how long I slept, until the sound of the door opening, woke Fu Cang up.