Chapter 57

Sonorous!

The iron sword that stabbed over was like a spiritual snake, and the long sword body vibrated rapidly under the "buzzing" sword sound, the frequency was incredibly high, and in a trance, as if several swords were stabbed at the same time, the golden sword qi that fell down was shattered in an instant, and dissipated in the air.

Jiang Xiaofan stood with the knife in his hand, standing motionless, seeing the scene in front of him, his brows couldn't help frowning, although the knife just now was not cut out with all his strength, and it was not much different, but he didn't expect it to be completely destroyed by the Qi-breaking style of Dugu Jiujian in the blink of an eye.

This Dugu Nine Swords is really worthy of the word 'Dugu'.

However, just when Jiang Xiaofan was feeling Dugu Jiujian, he suddenly heard a muffled snort in his ears, he frowned slightly and heard the sound, only to see a little blood dripping on the wooden board on the ground, and a vague figure was half-kneeling on the ground, and these blood stains were dripping from the corners of his mouth.

"Linghu Chong, injured?"

Jiang Xiaofan half-squinted his eyes, the light in the room was very dim, he didn't see the person's appearance clearly, but he heard the loud shout just now, he could hear it clearly, he would be Dugu Jiujian, in the whole movie of [Smiling Proud Jianghu], Ling Hu Chong and Feng Qingyang were the two of them, and now there was only Ling Hu Chong around, not who would he be.

Pedal Pedal ......

The sound of dull footsteps sounded in the room, Jiang Xiaofan slowly walked towards the man, and when he got closer, it was indeed Ling Hu Chong, only to see that at this time, the corner of Ling Hu Chong's mouth was bleeding, his face was pale, the hand holding the sword was propped up on the ground, and Wu Zi trembled slightly, and the bright red blood rushed down his arm, soaking the wooden board.

"Linghu Chong, why are you going to pick me up with the sword qi, are you deliberately looking for death?"

Jiang Xiaofan's face was a little ugly, the white light flashed in his hand, and the Tang Dao was directly included in the system inventory by him, he hurriedly walked forward and squatted beside Ling Hu Chong, just wanted to heal Ling Hu Chong's luck, but was shocked to find that he didn't seem to be able to.

He ...... They are my junior brothers, and I ...... How could I not save them......"

The words are not finished yet. Linghu Chong spurted another mouthful of blood out of his mouth, and the red blood wet the placket on his chest, at this moment, his face was pale and terrifying, obviously suffering extremely serious internal injuries.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaofan hurriedly interrupted: "Don't talk, tell me quickly, how can I help you heal your injuries!" ”

Ling Hu Chong's pale face was a little stunned, Jiang Xiaofan, whose martial arts were so shocking, didn't know how to help people heal their luck, he was stunned for a while, and did not open his mouth to answer Jiang Xiaofan's question.

"Hey! You should say it quickly, and you are still grinding, do you really want to die? ”

Jiang Xiaofan was in a hurry, and then he didn't heal his injuries for this Linghu Chong's luck, but he was afraid that this Linghu Chong would die in a short time, and if he had any martial arts questions in the future, who would he go to answer them, and this Linghu Chong was a good person, so he died under his sword qi, which was inevitably a little too sad.

"Luck...... Pushing the uterus through the blood ......"

Ling Hu Chong quickly and briefly said how to heal his injuries, Jiang Xiaofan did not hesitate, and sat directly behind Ling Hu Chong, listening to him while using his luck to heal his injuries.

Jiang Xiaofan had always thought that it was very easy to heal people with luck, and he only needed to oversend the true qi in his body to the injured person's body and run along the meridians for a big week, but now that he really used it, he knew that it was a torturous thing to heal people.

First of all, the true qi that passes into the body of the injured person must be controlled at a certain amount, and a trace more will make the injured person more injured, and if there is a trace less, it will not play any role, and the whole process, always tense the nerves to control the direction of these true qi, and not let them jump into the irrelevant meridians, otherwise, if you don't pay attention to the injured person, you will return to the underworld.

Time passed minute by minute, Jiang Xiaofan's forehead was densely covered with beads of sweat, sweat flowed down his cheeks, his face was solemn, and his entire mind was condensed on the true qi that was swimming in Ling Hu Chong's body.

Under his absolute control, a wisp of Jiuyang True Qi swam through the eight veins of Ling Hu Chong's Qi Sutra, the Twelve Righteous Meridians, and finally slowly converged at the Baihui Acupoint above his head, and then diverted down, swimming towards the Perineum Acupoint.

The dense qi rose from the top of Jiang Xiaofan and Ling Hu Chong's heads, the skin of both of them was fiery red, and it was like a burning red furnace hidden under the skin, as time went by, Ling Hu Chong's red face gradually climbed into pain, and Jiang Xiaofan's face at this time also became more solemn, as if the healing of luck had reached an important juncture.

At this moment, the wooden door "creaked" and was slowly pushed open, and Ling Hu Chong's junior sister held an iron sword in her hand, and carefully poked out half of her head from outside the door to look at the situation in the house, suddenly, her brows twisted, and two blurred figures sitting on the ground appeared in her field of vision.

"Anyone?"

Ling Hu Chong's junior sister tiptoed into the house, she quietly hid behind the top beams, and carefully observed the two figures for two minutes, when she found that the two figures had been motionless, she was bold, tightened the sword in her hand and walked towards the two figures.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, Jiang Xiaofan's brows were getting deeper and deeper, and suddenly, he let out a loud shout, and the Jiuyang True Qi in Ling Hu Chong's body instantly increased a few points, and in an instant, he only heard a "poof", and Ling Hu Chong spit out a mouthful of dirty blood.

The junior sister who came over with dirty blood splashed was all over her body, and she was so angry that she just wanted to raise her sword to hurt someone, but suddenly, the silver sword light reflected on Ling Hu Chong's already bloody face, "Bang Dang", the iron sword fell to the ground, followed by a frightened and frightened shout: "Senior brother!" The junior sister pounced directly on Ling Hu Chong, shouting Ling Hu Chong with teary eyes.

"He's fine." Jiang Xiaofan let out a long breath of relief, he wiped the sweat on his forehead, and sat on the ground weakly, just now he healed Linghu Chongyungong, and almost didn't let him collapse directly, the nerves were tense throughout the whole process, and there could be no slackness, which was not much better than using the skill [Illusion Manipulation], he sighed: "His grandmother's, I will never do this kind of thing again, I am tired like a dead dog." ”

As if confirming Jiang Xiaofan's words, Ling Hu Chong, who was tightly closed, slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was a delicate face with pear blossoms and rain, and he smiled weakly at his junior sister: "Little brother, I'm fine, don't cry." ”

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he said anxiously: "Quick...... Let's go and see how the juniors are doing. ”

"Huh? Bro? ”

The junior sister was stunned for a while, and after a while, she hurriedly looked around, and sure enough, there were people lying around, she hurriedly got up and walked towards those people, and when she saw the appearance of those people, she immediately shouted anxiously: "Lu Dayou, stupid ass...... You guys...... What's wrong with you guys? ”

These people on the ground are all disciples of the Huashan faction, Ling Hu Chong's junior disciple, a year ago he made an appointment with Ling Hu Chong to meet in Miaojiaye Store, and together they withdrew from the rivers and lakes and returned to Niubei Mountain, but they didn't expect to fall to the ground now, bleeding from their mouths, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

Jiang Xiaofan, who was resting on the side, had a look of embarrassment on his face, he stood up from the ground with a grunt, walked towards those people, stretched out his hand and probed under the nostrils of these Huashan disciples in turn, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief, it's good that people are not dead.

Just when he wanted to explain, outside the bamboo house, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, followed by a deep man's voice.

"Report to Senhe-sama, there is a wild shop!"

Immediately after that, another man's voice responded lightly: "Go in and take a look, if you find the Miao people of the Sun and Moon God Sect, you will be killed!" ”

"Yes!"

After a response, footsteps gradually walked towards the bamboo house.

Hearing the conversation of those people outside the house, Jiang Xiaofan frowned, Lord Qianhu? It should be a person from Dongchang in the imperial court, for Dongchang, maybe he has watched too many movies, Jiang Xiaofan has always been very disgusted, and when he thinks of those eunuch leaders who are in charge, he feels uncomfortable for a while.

Ling Hu Chong and his junior sister also heard the sound, and the junior sister squatted beside Ling Hu Chong with an anxious face and asked, "Senior brother, it's Fanzi, what should we do now?" Now the juniors and disciples don't know whether they are alive or dead, and you are also seriously injured, I ...... I ......"

Ling Hu Chong's face was solemn, he thought for a while, and said calmly: "Don't worry, we are pretending to be dead now, and those fans will not deliberately come to find out if we are dead." ”

"Oh."

Ling Hu Chong's junior sister heard Ling Hu Chong say this, of course she obeyed her words, but Jiang Xiaofan would not use pretending to be dead to get rid of these Dongchang people, although he was a little mentally tired now, but the Jiuyang True Qi in his body was endless, and he still had the ability to kill a few people.

At that moment, he spoke: "You wait in the house, I'll go and take care of those people from Dongchang." ”

As soon as the words came out, he didn't wait for Linghu Chong to speak, only to see a burst of white light flashing in his hand, and a Tang knife suddenly appeared in his hand, he didn't hesitate, he directly tapped the ground with his toes, and his whole body rushed towards the door at great speed.

"Bang", the door suddenly opened widely, and before a few brocade guards who had just walked to the door could react, they saw a vague shadow rushing out of the house, flashing, and the golden light flashed in front of them, and they lost consciousness.

Jiang Xiaofan landed steadily on the ground, the Tang knife in his hand was dripping with blood beads, and the shining cold light was shining under the sun's rays, and the cold air was overwhelming.

"Katana? It's Fuso Ronin! Come on, go get it for me! ”

I saw a middle-aged man in a brocade dress and jade clothes wearing a round-colored jade pendant around his waist, first startled, and then half-squinted his eyes and glanced at Jiang Xiaofan, who was sneering, and ordered in a cold voice.

"Yes! Senno-sama. ”

The middle-aged man gave an order, and a group of brocade-clothed guards behind him clenched their fists to receive the order, and with a bang, they pulled out their official knives and rushed towards Jiang Xiaofan.

"Katana? Fuso ronin? Jiang Xiaofan sneered, and then his face sank suddenly: "Blind your dog eyes, Lao Tzu has a Tang knife in his hand, and he even knows the weapons created by his ancestors, and you are worthy of being a thousand?" ”

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PS: Today I finally got on the strong push list, I was moved, I will definitely write this book well, and do my best to make everyone not disappointed, roar, come on!