The moment Yan Moyu made his move, Su Wu realized that he had kicked the iron plate this time, he really didn't expect that the young man who was following Su Yang would have such terrifying strength.

"The seniors are merciful, for the sake of this kid who is ignorant, please spare his life."

At this time, Su Yang, who resumed his operation, hurriedly interceded for Su Wu.

"It's okay to spare his life, but he shouldn't forget what he just said, right?"

Yan Moyu faintly glanced at Su Wudao, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog.

"Su Wu, why don't you hurry up and kowtow to the two seniors to apologize!"

Hearing Yan Moyu's words, Su Yang hurriedly glared at Su Wu and said.

At this time, Su Wu could naturally see that Yan Moyu and Yu Duanhuan were both existences that he couldn't provoke, so after hearing Su Yang's reminder, he naturally didn't dare to hesitate, after all, with Yan Moyu's ability, even if he was killed in the Su family, the Su family would not dare to squeak.

Su Wuqiang endured the severe pain in his body, and crawled to Yan Moyu and Yu Duhuan with his hands and feet.

"Bang bang bang!"

Su Wu kowtowed three times towards Yan Moyu and Yu Duhuan, but he didn't use spiritual power to protect his body. In fact, it wasn't that Su Wu didn't want to use his spiritual power so that he could suffer less crimes, but under the suppression of Yan Moyu's power, even if he wanted to, there was no way to mobilize the spiritual power in his body.

When Su Wu's three heads knocked down, his forehead was already a blur of flesh and blood, but Su Wu didn't even dare to snort, at this time, the fear of Yan Moyu had dominated his body and proud self-consciousness.

Yan Moyu glanced at Su Wu coldly and said, "Get out!" ”

Su Wuru was amnesty, and for the first time, he felt that the word "roll" was so beautiful, so after hearing Yan Moyu tell him to get out, Su Wu immediately ran away, he didn't want to stay here anymore.

"Yang'er, what's going on?"

The interlude that happened here was still very large, and a middle-aged monk walked out of the inner house, and when he came out, Su Wu had already fled, and he could only look at the blood stains on the stone slab with a surprised face, and asked Su Wu.

"Father, these two are Yan Moyu and Sichen seniors, and they were specially invited by the child to treat the little sister."

Su Yang pointed to Yan Moyu and Yu Duhuan and introduced Su Youshan.

"Senpai?"

Su Youshan couldn't help frowning after hearing Su Yang's address to Yan Moyu and Yu Duanhuan. Because Yan Moyu and Yu Duhuan look too young, so young that Su Youshan has some doubts about whether they are worthy of the word "senior".

However, thinking that some strong people can even stay young forever, the suspicion in Su Youshan's heart is a little less.

"Father, please believe me, the strength of these two seniors is extraordinary, and they must be able to treat the little sister!"

Su Yang also saw the suspicious expression on his father's face, he was afraid that because his father had neglected Yan Moyu and Yu Duhuan, it would affect his sister's treatment, so he immediately opened his mouth to remind Su Youshandao.

Su Wu's confrontation just now can be explained by being young and ignorant, but if even Su Youshan is disrespectful to Yan Moyu and Yu Duhuan, it can already be understood that the Su family is provoking Yan Moyu and Yu Duhuan, even if Su Yang wants to explain, he can't find a suitable reason himself. And in this case, if Yan Moyu uprooted their Su family because of annoyance, it would be their Su family to blame?

"Could it be that this is a strong man who cultivates in the distraction period?"

Hearing Su Yang say that Yan Moyu could save Su Lian, Su Youshan's first reaction was that Yan Moyu was cultivating in the merger period, because according to Su Lian's current situation, Su Youshan's use of his spiritual power to skillfully push the blood has no effect, so unless it is a strong person who cultivates in the merger period in person, it is possible to pull the proficiency back from the Ghost Gate, but what does he think, the man with a higher cultivation, that is, Yan Moyu, is only a cultivator in the Yuan Infant Stage!

But Su Youshan also knew that his son would definitely not joke with Su Lian's life, and as the head of the Su family, he would not be so rude as to test Yan Moyu's cultivation on the spot.

So after hearing Su Yang's words, Su Youshan did not hesitate, and directly let Yan Moyu and Yu Duhuan enter Su Lian's room.

When Yu Duhuan and Yan Moyu saw Su Lian, their first feeling was that they were thin, and now Su Lian is too thin, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as skin and bones.

Yan Moyu is better, and Yu Duhuan is also a woman, so she is naturally more interested in Su Lian's beauty.

To Yu Duanhuan's surprise, such an emaciated Su Lian not only did not give people an ugly feeling, but gave people an alternative sense of beauty. Even if Su Lian is weak, Yu Duhuan has to admit that Su Lian is a rare beauty, no wonder Su Lian's reputation can spread among the ancient land of Huoyun.

In this fantasy world, among the beauties that Yu Duhuan and Yan Moyu have seen, this Su Lian is only a step worse than Dongfang Zilin.

Maybe it's really jealous and red-faced, a soft woman like Su Lian is congenitally deficient and her meridians are blocked. It is already a miracle that Su Lian can live for seventeen years under such circumstances.

When Yan Moyu's fingers were on Su Lian's wrist, a touch of blush appeared on Su Lian's cheeks!

Su Lian is no stranger to such a thing as pulse diagnosis, and the Su family invited nearly 100 doctors to treat her body. But it was the first time she had been touched by such a young and handsome man, which made Su Lian have a strange feeling in her heart.

"Sure enough, all the meridians are blocked!"

Yan Moyu's brows tightened.

All the meridians in Su Lian's body were blocked, and it stands to reason that such a person would die at birth, and it would be impossible for him to live for seventeen years.

"Poof!"

Yan Moyu's palm pressed against Su Lian's lower abdomen, and his spiritual power turned into a thin needle and pierced into Su Lian's dantian.

"Ahh

Su Lian let out a cry of pain, and beads of sweat dripped down her beautiful face.

"The dantian is also blocked!"

Yan Moyu shook his head, Su Lian's meridians and dantian were all blocked, in this case, I am afraid that even if it is the spiritual power of a pseudo-robber powerhouse, it is just to extend her life, and if you want to treat it, there is no way.

Pushing the palace through blood is only to temporarily save Su Lian's life, and with her current physical condition, even if she asks a strong person who is a pseudo-robbery cultivator to take action in person, it will only be for Su Lian's life for half a year at most.

Every time Yan Moyu's head shook, Su Youshan and Su Yang's hearts became heavier, and Su Lian's face was even more dead.

"Senior, is there really no way?"

Although Su Youshan had already prepared in his heart, he couldn't help but ask more.

"Your woman's dantian meridians are all blocked, even if you are a strong person who is a pseudo-tribulation cultivator, she will not be able to return to the sky."

Yan Moyu shook his head and said.

Such a completely blocked meridian, Yan Moyu is also the first time to see it, even if there is a meridian that is not completely blocked, he has a way to let Su Lian live for a few more years, but now, even if it is Yan Moyu, there is no way.

"Yan Moyu, take a look again, I believe in your medical skills."

Yu Duhuan cheered for Yan Moyu.

Yan Moyu glanced at Yan Moyu, nodded, and then put his hand on Su Lian's wrist again, and began to feel the situation in Su Lian's body, as well as what was blocking Su Lian's meridians, and whether there were other solutions.

"Wait!"

Yan Moyu was stunned for a moment, this time he investigated, he found that what blocked Su Lian's meridians was a cold breath, it was aura!

Could it be that Su Lian is the Nine Yin Absolute Vein? If that's the case, it can explain why Su Lian's meridians are so completely blocked!

Yan Moyu thought of a legendary physique.

Although the Nine Yin Absolute Pulse is not a holy body, if there is a suitable practice method, the physique of the Nine Yin Absolute Pulse is no worse than the Holy Body.

However, exercises suitable for the Nine Yin Absolute Veins are quite rare, and nine out of ten Nine Yin Absolute Vein monks will die due to blocked meridians.

Yan Moyu has memories of the past, so he will naturally know so much, and when he was not a remnant soul in the past, he had seen a monk with a Nine Yin Absolute Vein.

Suddenly, a suction force suddenly appeared on Yan Mo Yu's palm, and the cold aura condensed in Su Lian's meridians actually appeared a trace of cracks!

"Hmm!"

Su Lian couldn't help but snort softly, her cheeks turned crimson, and an unprecedented feeling came to her heart, which made her moan uncontrollably.

"Shhh

However, how could the cold yin qi generated by the Nine Yin Absolute Veins in Su Lian's body be so easy to deal with, the moment he was inhaled into his body by Yan Mo Yu, even Yan Mo Yu couldn't help but shudder, and the spiritual power in his body even had a tendency to freeze!

"Whew!"

The spiritual power in Yan Moyu's body suddenly became as violent as fire, and after receiving the infusion of fire demon power, Yan Moyu began to refine that cold aura.

Although Su Lian is just a mortal with no power, the cold aura in her body is enough to compete with the power of the heavenly fox in Yan Moyu's body mixed with the blood of the true dragon, if it weren't for the time before, Yan Moyu condensed his fox fire into a fire demon, then at this moment, maybe the spiritual power in Yan Moyu's body may be frozen.

A wisp, this is just a wisp of cold aura, it almost made Yan Moyu collapse, and by the time he reacted, Yan Moyu's body was already soaked with sweat!

Where is this healing, it's just playing with life, if Yan Moyu comes a few more times, I'm afraid that Su Lian hasn't hung up yet, and Yan Moyu has already taken the first step!

"Buzz!"

At this moment, Yan Moyu's body trembled violently, and the spiritual power in his dantian continued to surge, in Yan Moyu's dantian qi sea, there were tens of thousands of dragons roaring in unison, and the big waves in his sea of blood rolled, and a column of water rose to the sky!

"Whew!" A loud dragon groan, a loud dragon groan came from the water column!

Tiger beard and beard, long as a snake, swallowing wind and spitting fog, clouds and rain!

This is a real dragon, a true dragon of legend!