The gray-clothed man with a flat nose and a wide mouth is extremely ugly, but he has a pair of colorful moth wings behind his back. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoA bone-deep wound was extending from his left shoulder to his crotch, and the flesh was turning outward and bleeding outward, as long as the wound was deflected a few inches inward, the man in gray would have no chance of survival.

The man in white with his back to Jin Chengye was holding a silver long sword, and when he got closer, Jin Chengye found that his white clothes had been soaked in blood. But the strange thing is that there are no traces of tears in the white clothes, let alone a wound, where did the blood come from?

Time passed minute by minute, and the two people facing each other never moved a step, and they never even blinked their eyes. Jin Chengye also held his breath, his heart couldn't help but stir, his hands couldn't stop trembling, if he could help the man in white, would he be able to get a great opportunity?

"In my hometown, waste usually rises, especially in your current situation, which is the life of a natural king. ”

The words that Su Xiaoqi had said were still in his ears, Jin Chengye bit his lower lip tightly, and forcibly held back not to let himself laugh, even if blood oozed from under his teeth, there was still a smile in his eyes.

"Liao Yuan, you know you don't have to die. "The whole person in white seems to have turned into a sharp sword, where the autumn wind passes, the barren grass suddenly turns into juice, and there is such a terrifying sword aura in the gentle wind.

"Swords aren't for hoeing. Liao Yuan chuckled, and colorful demon patterns suddenly appeared on his skin.

The man in white wrinkled his eyebrows violently, and the autumn wind screamed violently, like a cold winter wind hitting the window lattice, and the earth seemed to be weeping.

However, the fierce wind hit Liao Yuan's three feet and stopped, and the gorgeous air shield completely blocked out the countless invisible wind blades, and the two energies canceled each other out, and then exploded.

A thick cloud of dust and smoke flew up, enveloping both of them. The sword qi burst out, the glow flickered, and I saw two figures constantly flying and colliding in the dust, and it was impossible to distinguish who won and who lost for a while.

The wind roared and surged on the ground like a huge wave, and Kim Seungye, who was hiding behind the rocks, shivered and curled up in a ball. If it weren't for the rocks, I am afraid that he would be swept into the terrible air flow and explode to death in an instant, he no longer thinks about the fate of Rausch, he just wants to escape, the farther away the better.

However, the terrifying wind blew more and more fiercely, and what made Jin Chengye even more frightened was that the rock in front of him was several meters high, and it seemed to have aged for thousands of years in just an instant.

"Don't, don't. Kim Seungye knelt on the ground, holding his head with tearful hands, and his cry was drowned in the wind.

Just when the rock was about to collapse and Jin Chengye was completely desperate, the wind suddenly stopped, and even the fierce sword qi that permeated the air also dissipated invisible.

Jin Chengye quietly showed his head with tears in his eyes, and saw that there was no grass within dozens of meters as if it had been plowed over. The man in white was lying on his back on the loess, his face blue and gasping for breath. But for some reason, he was always exhaling outward, and he couldn't hear the sound of inhaling at all, and his body obviously didn't have any wounds.

Suddenly, Jin Chengye twisted his eyebrows again, he seemed to feel that this face was a little familiar.

"Wen Ping, you shouldn't have come. Liao Yuan's feet were already a little floating, as if he would fall down at any time.

Xu heard the word "Wen Ping", Jin Chengye's eyes suddenly shot out, stared at Liao Yuan, who had his back to him, and quietly grabbed a bowl-sized stone.

Wen Ping couldn't even breathe, and how could he have the strength to reply to Liao Yuan's words. The round eyes seemed to burst out, and before the jade bottle that flew out of the ring reached his hand, it was shattered by Liao Yuan with a colorful finger wind, and the white pill in the bottle was also shattered into slag.

Liao Yuan glanced lightly at the medicinal residue that exuded a trace of cold air, and sneered: "Everyone knows that the poison of the Colorful Flame Flower Moth can only be solved by the Snow Lotus Purifying Poison Pill, and the people who can fight with me are all dead." ”

Before the smile on Liao Yuan's face could spread, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and his eyes were blackened and planted on the ground, and he was already exhausted.

"Everyone knows about detoxification, but who can have the opportunity to detoxify?" Jin Chengye clutched the blood-dripping stone, trembling with excitement.

Without spiritual power to protect the body, the body of the spirit master is no different from ordinary people, when the finger wind pops out, Liao Yuan's spiritual power is exhausted, coupled with the relaxation of defeating strong enemies, he has made a name for himself in the spirit continent, and he didn't even find out when Jin Chengye touched his back.

Wen Ping's eyes were ecstatic, and he pounced on the Snow Lotus Purifying Pill like a dog, and the blood in his mouth was full of blood mixed with the shards, and he retched for a while. But he didn't dare to vomit, so he could only swallow back the sour water that was churning up in his stomach little by little, as if he was chewing Liao Yuan's meat carefully.

During this period, Jin Chengye was afraid that Liao Yuan would fight back, so he raised the stone and hit the back of Liao Yuan's head a few times, if it wasn't for Wen Ping to stop him, Liao Yuan would have been almost stoned to death by him.

"You saved my life. Wen Ping's mouth was still oozing blood, but he had regained his usual composure.

Jin Chengye scratched his head shyly, and then bowed to Wen Ping, and asked expectantly: "Last winter, the junior went to the Cangyun Sword Sect with his father, do you remember the senior?"

Wen Ping frowned slightly, looked at Jin Chengye who was wearing a linen shirt from top to bottom, and finally stared at Jin Chengye's face and said, "Longkou Jin family?"

Jin Chengye's eyes lit up, and he immediately leaned down and bowed, sobbing: "Please hear that the seniors are the masters of the Jin family......"

Wen Ping was stunned and said, "Why did the virtuous nephew say this?"

Jin Chengye cried sadly: "My father was killed by Jiang Chudie!"

Wen Pingden took a few steps back as if he had been struck by thunder, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and sighed: "I have known your father for ten years, but I don't want to see you for a few months, and it is already yin and yang. ”

Wen Pinghu clenched the hilt of his sword again, pointed at Liao Yuan, whose eyes were closed, and said, "When I take the life of this villain, I will definitely take Jiang Chudie's head to avenge Brother Jin!"

"No!" Jin Chengye got up to stop Wen Ping and said loudly: "I want to avenge my father personally!"

Wen Ping was stunned for a moment, and said with relief: "Good boy, from today onwards, you will be a disciple of the Cangyun Sword Sect." ”

Jin Chengye was overjoyed, bowed to the ground again, and said, "The junior has another rude request. ”

With a slight frown in his eyebrows, Wen Ping's gaze crossed Jin Chengye, looked at Liao Yuandao, and said, "You can say it." ”

"The junior has a good brother, if he hadn't been saved this time, the younger generation would not have had the opportunity to worship the Cangyun Sword Sect, so I implore the seniors to make an exception to accept him as an apprentice. Kim Seungye bowed his head deeply.

Wen Ping smiled and said: "You are a good boy who values love and righteousness, if it weren't for you and I would have been a dead corpse, how could I not agree to this little request?"

"Thank you, senior!" Jin Chengye was overjoyed and kowtowed three times in a row.

"Good boy, good boy. Wen Ping stroked the short beard under his chin and smiled from ear to ear: "Hurry up." ”

"I wonder if your brother can be here?" Wen Ping said again as he looked at Jin Chengye who got up.

Jin Chengye shook his head, and was about to explain, Wen Ping had already beckoned to him: "Good boy, come here, I have something important to tell you in advance." ”

Jin Chengye hurriedly walked over, Wen Ping took his shoulder, and the words close to his right ear became more and more indistinct.

"Senior, I can't hear ...... clearly" Before he finished speaking, Jin Chengye felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and Wen Ping's left fist penetrated his body.

"For ...... Why ......" Jin Chengye looked at Wen Ping in disbelief, the whites of his eyes were covered with crimson bloodshots.

Wen Ping slowly pulled his left fist out of Jin Chengye's body, and sighed: "You have seen too much and know too much, you shouldn't have saved me." ”