The power of this sword completely interrupted the sacrificial process.

After the cross was shattered, Fu Cang and Ling'er, who had no support point, fell from the sky. As soon as the suction disappeared, Fu Cang suddenly opened up and woke up. He turned around, took Ling'er into his arms, carried the breath of the wind, rode the wind, and slowly landed on the ground.

That little bit of crystal blood was also like a meteor, quickly slicing into Ling'er's body. The bloodline returned, and Ling'er slowly opened her eyes.

"Bitter gourd .........," she said weakly. She was covered in blood, and the white feather had turned blood-red.

Fu Cang hugged her, although he was also seriously injured, but he successfully saved Ling'er, and he smiled contentedly.

His flushed face looked embarrassed, but it was deeply seared into her heart, and I am afraid that she will not be able to forget it in this life.

"Fool ......" Ling'er buried deep in his arms. At this moment, she feels that the world is no longer related to herself, she doesn't want to think about life and death anymore, she just wants to feel the security in his arms.

Seeing that the power of the bloodline that he had worked so hard to extract disappeared like this, Yuan Yifan collapsed in an instant! He roared angrily, and a pair of eyes as sharp as eagle eyes looked in the direction of the flying sword.

I saw another sword roar in mid-air. Immediately after, a figure slowly fell from mid-air and entered everyone's field of vision.

It was a middle-aged man. His old face, although there are many furrows and wrinkles, but in the eyes of the sword eyebrows, there is an ambition to "swallow the sky and pick the moon", which is surprising.

He stood with his hands in his hands, and a sharp sword hovered from the sky for a moment, and then flew into his hand like thunder and lightning, and then a powerful and majestic earthy aura rippled out.

"Who ?!! who harmed the old man's spirit like this?!! the man said, and at the same time condensed the vision of the coyote, and the long sword in his hand also concealed a killing move, and the aura belonging to the soul cultivation realm spread.

Under this breath, everyone trembled.

And Mo Jianjun and the others moved their eyes to Yuan Yifan.

"It turned out to be you...... I can't spare you!!"

The man shouted, a killing move ready to be launched, and when the moment came, a faint sound came.

"Zhang Qianchou ......"

Fu Cang recognized him at a glance. I haven't seen him for nearly a month, and his temper is still so short-tempered.

"Come here...... Save the soul... Ling'er ......," he said weakly, "she has suffered a lot of internal injuries, and she needs a strong Xuan Qi to save ...... Can't put it off...... Hurry up ......"

Listening to Fu Cang's words, Zhang Qianchou looked at Yuan Yifan for a while, then gritted his teeth and accepted the recruitment, turned around and walked quickly towards Ling'er. In his heart, it is still Ling'er's status that is more important.

He grabbed Ling'er's hand and diagnosed the meridians for Ling'er. Zhang Qianchou's brows furrowed more and more, and the moment of diagnosis made him angry.

"Little bastard, you are kind of waiting for Lao Tzu!!" Zhang Qianchou pointed at Yuan Yifan and scolded, asking Yuan Yifan's ancestors for eighteen generations, even the women of the family could not escape it.

Everyone was stunned for a while, although they had heard that the Heavenly Extreme Sword Saint had a strange temper, but they didn't expect it to be like this, it was really unexpected.

was scolded by Zhang Qianchou, and Yuan Yifan was out of proportion first. The name of the Heavenly Extreme Sword Saint was like thunder, and his irascible temper was even more famous. At the beginning, he and Xiao Fengang lost in the struggle for the name of Sword Venerable, and he was even more irritable to split the mountain and split the stone, no, the mountain he split in the Northern Wilderness has now become a famous landscape, and many admirers go every year, saying that they want to comprehend the power of the Sword Saint.

The most important thing is that Zhang Qianchou is not only short-tempered, but even his cultivation is as high as the soul cultivation realm, everyone present, who is his opponent?

Yuan Yifan didn't want to touch this mold.

Taking advantage of Zhang Qian's sorrow to heal Ling'er's injuries, Yuan Yifan turned into a white eagle and fled into the distance!

"Hmph, I did such a hurtful thing, and I want to leave?!! Wang Ming was the first to react, and summoned the giant bear is palm!

This palm is called "Heaven Turning Seal", and it can hit a palm according to the enemy's mysterious energy, and can attack the enemy within a certain range. Wang Ming's reaction was the fastest, and when he slapped it, Yuan Yifan had not yet escaped the scope of the "Heaven Turning Seal".

A giant palm fell from the sky, glowing with a strong electric light, and the heavens and the earth were also discolored!

Yuan Yifan only cared about escaping, where did he notice Wang Ming's slap? However, Yuan Yifan's main self-cultivation method, the moment the "Heaven Turning Seal" came, he turned into a white eagle, and his wings shook and dodged sideways.

However, although Yuan Yifan was fast, he was always half a beat slower. The giant palm electric light came to his face, just passing by him, and a powerful current flowed in from Yuan Yifan's arms, only to hear the sound of "Zi", Yuan Yifan seemed to be bounced off by a spring, and fell rapidly to the high platform!

The sound of "boom" stirred up dust in the sky.

"Yuan Yifan!!Take your life to !!" Wang Ming burst out, and a brilliant arc of lightning drew in the sky!

The electric light of the big knife swaying, as if it was an irresistible breath of death, Yuan Yifan's arm was paralyzed by the electric light, but in the face of the sudden pursuit, he had to carry the cold ice to fight!

"Boom!!"

Ice and lightning collide again, and the battle is about to begin!

Mo Jianjun on the side and several juniors breathed a sigh of relief, admiring Wang Mingfeilei's reputation at the same time, they also began to be jealous of Yuan Yifan's strength, being able to fight Wang Ming for so long, Yuan Yifan is worthy of his title of "green-faced ghost".

"Stinky boy still has some skills!But wait a minute, I'm going to tear you bastard apart with my own hands!!"

Zhang Qianchou has been scolding, even if he can't go into battle, he feels that it is a tactic to bring mental insults to the other party with his mouth. But scolding and scolding, Zhang Qianchou still conveys Xuanqi to Ling'er, and he never leaves.

Gradually, Ling'er finally improved, and her pale face regained a little ruddy and became red.

Ling'er opened her eyes and saw Zhang Qianchou at first sight. She hurriedly withdrew her little hand and turned her face away.

"Who told you to save me? Didn't you say you didn't care about me? What are you doing here? Won't it stop you if I die?" she asked, and her tone was like that of a child angry with his parents.

In Ling'er's questioning, Zhang Qianchou showed uneasiness and indebtedness for the first time. In Fu Cang's opinion, Zhang Qianchou had never shown such an expression.

"Ling'er...... I ......"

"Don't talk, I don't want to hear it. Ling'er's body subconsciously leaned against Fu Cang's chest. This lean, a strong masculine aura came to the face.

The next moment, Ling'er bounced up from Fu Cang's embrace.

"Bitter gourd...... Momordica charantia!...... Belch... You...... Are you alright......" Her face turned red. She hung her little head down, and her small hands were tightly intertwined.

Shame on you...... He was holding me all the time. Ah...... How can I meet people when men and women are intimate? He seems to have said that he will take care of me for the rest of my life...... Seems like a joke, right?!...... What should I do now?...... No, he hugged me just now, it stands to reason that he is at a loss, how can I not dare to look at him directly?

I want to think about it, but when Ling'er wants to raise her chest and pinch Cang's ears fiercely, her heart will always beat faster inexplicably.

So she decided to observe the situation first.

She glanced at Fu Cang secretly with a pair of spiritual eyes.

Fu Cang also looked at her, but Fu Cang smiled at her casually and said, "I'm fine...... Just now out of concern for the girl. I lost my sense of proportion for a while, please forgive me. ”

"That's right...... Uh-huh...... It's okay," she smiled at Fu Cang, and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. She was afraid that Fu Cang would say something amazing. But in fact, Fu Cang skillfully resolved the embarrassment.

At the same time, her heart was also a little lost.

Zhang Qianchou watched from the sidelines, even if he didn't understand people's feelings, he could understand Ling'er's mood. When a person can give up his life to save himself, even if it is a pool of stagnant water, it will make waves.

But after thinking about it, Zhang Qianchou found something again.

How dare this stinky boy beat my Ling'er?!

Thinking about it, Zhang Qianchou grabbed Fu Cang's hand, glared at him and said, "I want to test the results now, but I can't meet my requirements, Lao Tzu will kill you!!"

"Results, what results?" Ling'er was a little confused.

Of course, Fu Cang knew what Zhang Qianchou was referring to, and he used his Xuan Qi to release the breath that belonged to the early stage of the Dust Realm.

Zhang Qianchou nodded expressionlessly, this child's talent is indeed good, he thought, and suddenly felt a little envious of Xiao Fengang in his heart, this kind of Tianjiao is actually Xiao Fengang's disciple, it really makes Xiao Fengang eat and eat treasure.

Zhang Qianchou was indignant in his heart.

Fu Cang naturally didn't know what Zhang Qianchou was thinking, he took a deep breath again, and endured the severe pain to squeeze the earth element of the dantian. However, due to the severity of the injury, this earth element disappeared in the blink of an eye, and it was short-lived.

Fu Cang smiled awkwardly, he knew that Zhang Qianchou had already seen it.

Indeed, Zhang Qianchou, who has the strength of the Soul Cultivation Realm, is particularly sensitive to the elements, especially the earth element! Even if the earth element of Fu Cang is fleeting, Zhang Qianchou can clearly feel it.

“.........”

Zhang Qianchou looked at Fu Cang blankly, a pair of eyes kept passing surprise, shock, and disbelief......... No one knows what kind of turmoil he went through!

Not only was Zhang Qianqian sad, but even Mo saw that Jun Bai was also a few surprised. Nangong Yue even covered her mouth and shouted softly, she hadn't seen her for a few months, but she didn't expect Fu Cang to grow so fast.

"Stinky boy, you're still a genius!!" A thousand words turned into one sentence, and Zhang Qianchou patted Fu Cang's shoulder, with a smile on his face.

"From now on, you will be my disciple, and I want you to completely disassociate yourself from Xiao Fengang!" he said.

Fu Cang heard pride in his tone. Fu Cangcai didn't care who he was a disciple of, he stretched out his hand and said, "What about the stone, give it back to me, we agreed." ”

The battle was nearing its end, and in order to avoid long nights and dreams, Fu Cang felt that it was time to grab the blood crystal and leave.

"Boy, before I do that, I want to ask you, where did you come from this stone?"

"My family heirloom has been passed down for hundreds of generations. ”

Zhang Qianchou's face sank, thinking that this kid really lied and didn't type.

"Hmph......" Zhang Qianchou looked at Fu Cang, his face was a little strange, but he still took out the blood crystal and handed it to Fu Cang.

"Buzz!"

The moment the blood crystal came into contact with Fu Cang, it emitted an astonishing purple light, and at this moment, the wind and clouds opened and closed, and the night was as bright as day.

After the light disappeared, everyone looked back and looked directly at the blood crystal in Fu Cang's hand.

"........." Fu Cang smiled awkwardly, then put away the blood crystal, and looked at the fierce battle between Wang Ming and Yuan Yifan with a smile on his face.

For the blood crystal, Mo Jianjun and Nangong Yue showed quite calm. After all, the blood crystal originally belonged to Fu Cang. But Bai Yilin and Shi Yuanxuan didn't think so.

The power of the blood crystal was mysterious and powerful to them that they had never heard of. They can say with certainty that if this stone were to be present, it would be something that would be fought over by all the heroes of the world.

They didn't understand why Mo Jianjun still didn't care, he was the young city lord of Huangtian City, didn't they have to think about where this blood crystal went?

The battle ended with the defeat of Yuan Yifan. Wang Ming slashed Yuan Yifan's chest with a palm, Yuan Yifan vomited blood and fell to the ground, and when he wanted to turn into a white eagle and escape, Wang Ming pressed his palm on his Tianling Gai.

Just as everyone laughed with relief, a burst of urgent news came in.

"Report !! young city lord!!There are a large number of Feather God Clansmen in front of you!!