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The flames burned the sky, very strong, very urgent, very hot, and the sky at the border between the wasteland and the Banfeng Mountain Range was actually scorching and burning because of this!

No one was not attracted by this sudden change, even Yu Huaji and Wang Zijian were attracted by this change and did not continue to move.

The disciples of those other sects in the bamboo forest looked at this scene in shock.

The four guests of Spring and Autumn saw the identity of the person who came, among them, Beiyue and Zhu Youxian saw a familiar figure in the flames, their eyes narrowed, and they didn't say a word.

Lu Yu stood on the other side of the wasteland and watched everything here from a distance, he had indeed only arrived here for a short time, and he saw this scene, secretly saying that it was really time for him to come, and the excitement had just begun.

The disciples of the Vermilion Bird Sect let out an exclamation, they recognized the fire phoenix wings of their young sect master, and everyone present knew that there was a little phoenix in the Beihai Vermilion Bird Sect, looking at this scene like a firebird descending into the world, how could they not exclaim?

The red firebird is the fire phoenix, which is called the Vermilion Bird, and there is only one Vermilion Bird bloodline in Beihai, and the Vermilion Bird Sect Murong Yuluo!

Here she comes?

But who was the woman she was holding in her arms?

Of course, it wasn't a woman, until Murong Yuluo flew close with him, and everyone was surprised to find that this beauty with long hair and shawl turned out to be a handsome young man.

Who is he? What is he going to do? What is his relationship with the little phoenix of the Vermilion Bird Sect? What have they been through, and they look so bruised and bruised?

Hundreds of eyes looked at them, hot or cold, with very different moods, they looked at the two people flying from the sky, and their hearts were full of thoughts.

Murong Yuluo flew into the crowd, landed not far from the bamboo forest, and gently put down Li Molan.

She looked at the Dao Sect disciples and Enlightenment Academy students who were lying around on the ground, and they seemed to be seriously injured, and they had already understood what was happening, and her heart was even more worried.

Sword Idiot Prince Jian seems to have a lot of strength left at the moment, Li Molan can really stop him? What can he do?

Heaven and earth are silent, and no one speaks.

Countless eyes pass through the void.

Li Molan and Wang Zijian looked at each other.

Although seriously injured, Li Molan's eyes were not afraid.

The eyes of the two intertwined, as if there was lightning and thunder, disillusioned in the air.

Like a real adversary!

Zi Xiaoxiao covered her mouth and watched his appearance, with crystal tears flashing in her eyes.

The rest of the Dao disciples also looked at him in disbelief, with all kinds of emotions in their eyes, such as surprise, doubt, and relief.

More of those who came from the bamboo forest were suspicious, mocking, surprised, disdainful, and so on.

Yes, at this moment, Li Molan seems to be a god who controls the flame phoenix, a hero who saves everything and turns the tide, and he has become the only person who can still stop in front of Yu Hongyi and block the sword of the black-clothed swordsman Wang Zi at this moment.

But the problem is that his current state is very poor, his situation is very bad, and he is definitely not a joint general of the prince's sword. And because he is a martial cultivator, the aura on his body looks very weak, in the eyes of others, in every sense, if he stands in front of Wang Zijian, he is a mantis arm.

Paper Xiren looked at him, a little delighted, but also a little disappointed, because he found that Li Molan's injuries were still serious, his condition was still poor, and the prince sword, who was full of murderous intent towards Yu Huaji, would definitely not mind killing him as well.

No matter how gorgeous the appearance is, it can't change this fact.

What's more, many people don't know him.

No one knew the origin of this weak-breathed young man, few people had seen him, so why did they think he would change all this, and why should they believe in his ability to turn the tide?

How is he going to change that?

Wang Zijian's sword, how can he block it? Even Murong Yuluo behind him didn't know, those who knew Li Molan knew that this young man had run out of oil, so they were even more curious, what he was going to do, if he didn't do anything like this, it would be too much.

Li Molan's sword had not been carried behind him for a long time.

He held the dragon elephant sword and walked forward.

Lu Yu frowned, he could see that Li Molan who looked like this was definitely not the opponent of Wang Zijian, let alone him, even if it was Lu Yu himself, in this seriously injured situation, it was impossible to go up and kill himself.

He didn't want Li Molan to die at the hands of others, but he would definitely not help.

"What are you going to do?" Lu Yu whispered to himself.

Li Molan stood more than a dozen feet behind Wang Zijian.

Wang Zijian looked at him, and more than a dozen zhang behind him was the Daomen Holy Maiden Yu Hongyi.

The three of them stood in a straight line, looking as if they were striking back and forth, but the two at both ends, no matter which one of them was shaky, could not be the opponent of the man in the middle.

Wang Zijian's eyes showed a strange color: "It's you." ”

Li Molan said calmly: "We meet again." ”

As soon as these words came out, it caused an uproar!

Everyone looked at each other, thinking that this young man of unknown origin and who seemed to have a very weak aura actually knew Wang Zijian?

Wang Zijian said, "Are you going to stop me too?"

Li Molan nodded, and then he walked towards the prince's sword.

His action made everyone's hearts tug.

What are they going to do, to fight if they don't agree with each other? Are they going to go to war? Who will win or lose? Why should they start fighting like this?

Li Molan walked calmly and walked forward, as if anyone on the road dared to block the road, he would draw his sword and kill him.

Wang Zijian was expressionless, and no one could see what the young black-clothed swordsman was thinking.

The distance between the two is getting shorter and shorter.

Ten Zhang... Nine Zhang... Hachijo...... Two feet... One foot!

Everyone held their breath, even the four guests of the Spring and Autumn Period of Emperor Zizhai, Lu Yu of the Famous Mountain of Qiu, Murong Yuluo Zixiaoxiao and others not far away, all of them were extremely nervous!

Wang Zijian and Li Molan are intertwined.

No one moved, no one raised their swords, no one spoke.

Not even a glance at each other.

Wang Zijian watched him walk behind him, walked to Yu Hongyi's body, and was silent.

He didn't need to be nervous about anything, because no one could stop him, even if Li Molan and Yu Hongyi joined forces, it would be useless.

He calmly watched Li Molan walk to the side of the Daomen Holy Maiden, as if he was waiting for something.

Yu Huaji said, "You're looking for death?"

She spoke so softly, lightly, so inaudibly that if it weren't for someone with amazing ears, you might even be able to hear what she was saying.

Li Molan laughed: "Do you remember what I said to you?"

Yu Huaji said softly: "But you are still looking for death." ”

The voice was calm, but for some reason, Li Molan heard anger in it.

Li Molan said: "I am a person who keeps promises, and I promised to die in front of you, but I must not die behind you." ”

His voice was also very calm, and many people heard it, they didn't know what the relationship between the two was, and while they were dizzy, they all saw one of them, that is, the relationship between the Daomen Holy Maiden and this handsome young man was unusual.

Yu Huaji shook her head: "It's too meaningless to die, you are like this, if I kill myself on the spot, it is better than those meaningless sacrifices." ”

Li Molan laughed softly: "What nonsense are you talking about? Who said that there is no chance at all?"

Hearing this, even Zhu Youxian and the others couldn't help but wonder if he was crazy, because in this case...... Who will be the opponent of the prince sword? Unless Yu Hongyi's injuries heal at this moment, the toxins are all cleared, and the aura is back to the peak, no one is the opponent of the prince sword, and even any of the four guests in the Spring and Autumn Period will fight alone, and the chance of winning is very small.

Some people in the forest let out a laugh, and some suspected that he was just trying to maintain his dignity and face in front of the beauty, but in fact he was not a fart.

But more people are quiet.

Most people watched quietly, wanting to see if this young man's indifferent chuckle would really cause any miracle.

Li Molan's insistence seemed meaningless, even if he insisted on standing in the way, it was just one more corpse lying at the feet of the prince's sword, what kind of basis did he have?

Paper Xiren thought quietly, running tens of thousands of miles from the wasteland, even this mysterious martial arts young man, he ran out of oil early, where did he have a back move? The so-called hole cards, shouldn't he have hole cards out?

Lu Yu didn't see through what Li Molan was thinking, but he didn't have any doubts, in his opinion, Li Molan was a genius, a genius like him, so genius, doing something perverted, miraculous, isn't it normal?

If he loses in the hands of the prince's sword, it is a matter of course, if he turns defeat into victory...... Lu Yu wouldn't be too surprised.

Glancing at the familiar blood-stained cyan scholar shirt on Murong Yuluo's body, Yu Huaji glanced at the young man in front of her without a trace.

Then she asked softly, "What are you going to do?"

Even she didn't know what he wanted to do.

Li Molan smiled: "There is always the power of a blow. ”

He smiled lightly, as if he didn't care, and Wang Zijian's eyebrows were raised, and they were very high.

Could it be that this boy wants to defeat himself with a single sword? Isn't this wishful thinking? How is this possible?

The mockery of onlookers in the bamboo forest rang out.

"It turned out to be a guy who had no courage but no brains, did he think that with the power of one blow, he could defeat the sword idiot? Or did he think that the sword idiot would show mercy after this blow, and let him be a hero and let him survive? The taunts from several second-rate sects and the Little Cultivator clan grew louder and louder.

Their voices weren't the only opinions here, many people thought that this young man had just come to show his loyalty to the Holy Maiden of the Daomen, and he hadn't thought about really saving the Holy Maiden with his life.

Li Molan ignored the surrounding voices and said calmly: "Lend me, your Holy Maiden Sword." ”

Borrowed a sword?

Borrow the Holy Maiden's Sword?!

Since ancient times, only the saints of the previous Daomen saints can touch it, and the rest of the people dare to touch it is a major sin of the Daomen, touching the saint's sword is equivalent to disrespecting the saints of the Daomen, it is a great crime of blasphemy, he even dares to borrow the saint's sword? How can he borrow it? Isn't it too whimsical?

Not to mention that he is a person of unknown origin, even if he is a close friend in the Dao Sect who has a close relationship with the Holy Maiden, it is impossible to borrow this sword!

Many people have begun to sarcastically start loudly, especially some disciples from inconspicuous small sects, perhaps because they are angry that their sect's reputation is not obvious and unheard, and at this moment the voice is deliberately louder, as if it is attracting attention.

Even Zi Xiaoxiao felt that Li Molan was a fool and dreamed, how could the Holy Maiden Sword be lent to others? What's more, even if he had a friendship with the Holy Maiden, but this friendship was not as good as the friendship between Zi Xiaoxiao and the Holy Maiden, how could he borrow it?

"Good. Yu Huaji said.

Without the slightest hesitation, as if subconsciously nodding in agreement.

There was a sluggishness all around, and even the four of Beiyue couldn't believe it.

That mysterious martial arts young man...... Did you really borrow the Holy Maiden's sword?

The Holy Maiden of the Daomen would actually lend this sword to someone else?!

"This is a great sin, dare to touch the sword of the Holy Maiden, this is a heinous sin!" It's not just someone shouting, maybe it's a good person who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and I don't know which sect disciple made this shout.

Yu Huaji endured the pain in her throat, looked at the sky and the ground, looked at the bamboo forest, and looked at everyone, and finally became angry.

She shouted coldly: "I am a saint, I am the holy law of the Daomen, I am the rules of the Daomen, I borrow his sword, who dares to have an opinion?!"

At this moment, all the noise of discussion fell silent.

Even though many people felt that she was about to die and die under the sword of the prince's sword, they still couldn't help but be forced by this cold and solemn majesty and didn't dare to speak again.

The words of the saint are the attitude of the Daomen! The rules of the Daomen!

Who would dare not obey?

Taking over the golden Saintess Sword, Li Molan's eyes were calm, and there was a lot more confidence in the depths of her eyes.

The right hand is the North Sea Dragon Elephant Sword, and the left hand is the Daomen Holy Maiden Sword.

He looked at Yu Huaji with a smile, as if he didn't have any uneasiness.

"Don't worry, maybe I'm really the man who can turn the tide and create miracles. ”

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...... (To be continued.) )