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"Miss Yanran." The moon eagle roared in horror at this time.

Yan Ran's body twisted slightly in mid-air, but he still didn't dodge the attack of the bald old man behind him.

With a "bang", Yan Ran only felt a pain in his shoulder, and half of his body instantly became numb with pain.

The moon eagle flew over and caught Yan Ran's falling body, and the long sword in his hand simultaneously slashed at the spiritual power ghost head knife swung at the bald old man.

With a loud "boom", the courtyard was suddenly blasted out of a huge pit by the powerful spiritual power of the bald old man, and the moon eagle and Yan Ran were shocked and hit the courtyard wall.

With a "poof", the moon eagle highlighted a mouthful of blood, and with a flower in front of him, he almost fainted.

"Moon Eagle, how are you?" Yan Ran supported him, the spiritual power under his feet was running, and the two flew over the courtyard wall and rushed towards the official road.

"I want to escape." The bald old man snorted coldly, his slightly chubby figure flashed, and he chased him out as fast as lightning, without looking at the three dead disciples in the courtyard.

Yan Ran held the moon eagle, the spiritual power in her body was running wildly, galloping on the official road like a meteor, she didn't have to look back, she knew that the bald old man was chasing her closely.

"Miss Yanran, you let me go and run away by yourself." Yue Diao just took a trick from the bald old man, and his injuries were very serious, if it wasn't for Yan Ran supporting him at this time, he would definitely have fallen.

"Shut up." Yan Ran directly threw out two words, and the spiritual power in his body was raised to the extreme, and he ran quickly.

"Little beauty, you can't run away, so let's go back obediently with the deity." The bald old man's voice sounded behind him, very close, very close.

Yan Ran didn't throw out a handful of silver needles, and those silver needles attacked the bald old man behind him like a rainstorm in the night.

After a "ding-ding-ding" metal collision sound, the bald old man snorted coldly, "Carving insect skills." ”

Yan Ran's brows furrowed tightly, she only then deeply realized the benefits of Dongfang Ming by her side, with that man around, she wouldn't run away in such an embarrassment.

"It would be nice if Childe was here, Childe would definitely protect the girl, unlike the Moon Eagle, but it would drag the girl down......" The Moon Eagle's voice suddenly sounded faintly.

"I'm telling you to shut up." Yan Ran roared a little angrily.

But suddenly there was the obscene laughter of the bald old man.

Yan Ran screamed in her heart, and with the moon eagle's body suddenly raised, a ball of spiritual power light flew under her feet, and slammed into the ground in front of her, with a "boom", dust splashed......

Yan Ran scolded secretly in her heart, anxious, she blindly escaped like this is definitely not the way, her spiritual power is not as good as the bald old thief, she is still with the moon eagle at this time, it is a matter of time before she is caught up, is it possible that she can't escape today.

The moon carving who was supported by Yan Ran was also like a mirror in her heart, knowing that tonight was more than lucky, but Gongzi had confessed that even if she died, she would protect the safety of Yan Ran's girl.

As the first personal guard by the young master's side, how could he live up to the young master's trust in him.

I don't know where the strength came from, the moon eagle suddenly shook off Yan Ran and yelled: "Yan Ran girl, go." Then he took his sword and turned to the bald old man.

"Nope." Yan Ran screamed, turned around and pounced on the bald old man.

Although the moon eagle is also a disciple of the Heavenly Peerless Sect, he has not been able to learn the special internal skills that can restrain spiritual power, and now he is seriously injured, let alone the opponent of the bald old man.

Yan Ran, who pounced on him, saw that the moon eagle was seriously injured again, and screamed, and the dagger in his hand was wrapped in spiritual power and stabbed into the chest of the bald old man.

A hint of admiration slipped in the bald old man's eyes, it had only been a few days since she had been separated from this woman, and she had actually gone from the early stage of the Xuan Rank to the middle of the Xuan Rank, was this cultivation speed too fast. It's a pity, it's a pity. No matter how good you are, you can't escape the palm of the old man's hand after all.

The two white spiritual powers collided fiercely, and suddenly the wind howled, flying sand and rocks.

Yan Ran's dagger slammed into the bald old man's spiritual power protective shield, and she was not bounced off, but held the dagger and pushed forward, centimeter by centimeter, millimeter, millimeter, slowly advancing.

She had only one thought in her heart, to kill him, to kill him.

Some things will not change because of people's will, even if Yan Ran wants to kill the bald old man, but the gap is there, even if she tries her best, she is not the opponent of the bald old man after all.

"I can't help myself." The bald old man snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and the ghost-headed broadsword of spiritual power appeared in his hand, slashing at Yan Ran mercilessly.

Yan Ran secretly hated in her heart, and quickly retreated, but the surging spiritual power of the bald old man still affected her, a mouthful of blood splattered out, and her body fell to the ground weakly, rolling to the side of the moon eagle.

Yan Ran only felt pain all over his body, and the spiritual power in his body was running wildly because of the attack against the bald old man, and the meridians were filled with a trace of pain.

She tried hard to stand up, but her aching body didn't listen to her command at all, and the coercion of the bald old man's peak had already covered her, no matter how she struggled, she couldn't get rid of the result of being suppressed.

After a while, Yan Ran simply gave up the struggle and lay motionless on the ground, watching the bald old man slowly approach with a big spiritual power ghost head sword.

The bald old man was obviously satisfied with Yan Ran's abandonment of resistance, he waved his hand, and the ghost-headed broadsword disappeared, but the coercion at the peak of the ground level increased by three points, and was pointed at by this terrifying coercion, Yan Ran couldn't even move a finger, and her eyes stared coldly at the bald old man who was slowly squatting.

The bald old man looked her up and down, his eyes full of curiosity, and after a long time he spoke; "Sure enough, it's not a loss, it's the heavenly daughter of the musk moon clan."

The bald old man said that his right hand was slowly stretched out, his five fingers were opened, and a cone-shaped spiritual power appeared in his palm, and the milky white cone rotated at high speed, and was slowly pushed to the center of Yan Ran's eyebrows by the bald old man.

Yan Ran couldn't move, watching the bald old man push the cone into her eyebrows.

Yan Ran screamed in pain, and his head suddenly swelled with pain, and countless images poured into his mind, mysterious and beautiful valleys, kind and simple people, sacred and a little scary altars......

The crying little girl was placed alone in a giant ** array carved with totems...... The dazzling light was carried by a mysterious black-robed man and sent into the little girl's eyebrows......

"Sacrifice to my lord, is it okay if the Heavenly Maiden is sealed?" A woman's gentle voice tinged with a hint of concern.

"The birth of the Heavenly Maiden is a calamity, and the only thing this sacrifice can do is to temporarily seal her, but ......" The black-robed man turned around and left after speaking......

It hurts, it hurts, Yan Ran only felt as if countless silver needles had been pierced into her head, and the pain was so painful that she almost collapsed.

The bald old man looked at Yan Ran, whose complexion on the ground instantly became hideous, and his heart was shocked, and more spiritual power was input into Yan Ran's mind, wanting to probe her memory.

"Bang" The next moment, Yan Ran's eyebrows suddenly flashed red, and the bald old man was suddenly overturned by a force, his slightly chubby body fell back, and a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth.

And the coercion of the peak of the earth level on Yan Ran's body disappeared all of a sudden.

Yan Ran, who had a headache, immediately turned over and got up, brandishing a dagger and stabbing at the bald old man.

The bald old man didn't expect Yan Ran's reaction to be so fast, and with a dip in his hand, the spiritual power ghost head dagger hit Yan Ran's dagger fiercely, and in an instant, the bald old man felt that the spiritual power on Yan Ran's body had actually advanced to another level, and he had actually reached the peak of the Xuan Rank.

No way. No way. How could this woman break through so quickly. No way.

The bald old man roared violently, and the spiritual power at the peak of the ground level surged out, and the milky white spiritual power hit Yan Ran's body fiercely again.

With a "bang", Yan Ran's body flew out upside down again, slammed into the ground, and smashed a big pit on the ground.

The bald old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly walked towards Yan Ran.

At this time, the fainting moon eagle slowly woke up, looked at the bald old man walking forward with a gloomy face, and suddenly turned over and hugged the bald old man's thigh without thinking, and shouted in a hissed voice: "Yan Ran girl, go, go quickly." ”

Yan Ran in the pit heard the sound of the moon eagle, and climbed up with a dagger, and when he looked up, he was shocked to find that the bald old man was holding up the spiritual power ghost head knife, and he was about to slash at the moon eagle.

"Don't." Yan Ran was weak and screamed......

With a "ding" sound, a crisp voice suddenly sounded, and in the darkness, a figure suddenly appeared, brandishing a long sword and fighting with the bald old man.

The bald old man didn't expect that he would be able to kill Cheng Cheng Jinlai halfway, and he was depressed in his heart, brandishing the spiritual power ghost head knife and fighting with the comer.

After a few moves, the bald old man exclaimed, "It's you." ”

Obviously, he knew this person who came later, but the other party didn't pay attention to him, the long sword in his hand danced vigorously, and his body was even more flexible and changeable, and he was entangled with the bald old man.

Who is it. Who came to save them?

Yan Ran looked at the fierce fight, his heart was full of doubts, but the top priority was to save his life, spit out a mouthful of blood, Yan Ran climbed out of the big pit with his hands and feet, and slowly walked in the direction of the moon eagle.

"Moon Eagle, Moon Eagle, how are you." Yan Ran patted the body of the moon eagle and asked worriedly.

"Miss Yanran, you go quickly, leave me alone." The moon eagle was lying on the ground, covered in blood, and looked badly injured.

"If you say such things again, I will never get along with your son-in-law in the future." Yan Ran said fiercely, and then groped in his chest for a while, took out a medicine bottle, and there were two pills everywhere, one for her and Yue Diao.

The moon eagle was moved to tears, "Miss Yanran......"

Yan Ran didn't look at him, and immediately sat down cross-legged after taking the pill.

There is no escape, while there are people to help them now, and when they can show the bald old man who can be dragged out, she wants to recover as soon as possible, and the moon eagle on the side saw this, and sat up in pain, just like Yan Ran, and sat breathing.

Over there, the bald old man wielded a milky white spiritual power ghost-headed broadsword, and fought with the latecomer.

The swordsmanship of the later man is quite good, coupled with deep internal strength, although it is difficult for the bald old man, but he can also support a hundred and eighteen moves.