But at least he is still alive, this is the hope, he will not give up until he has to, not only himself, but even if he is a pastor, he must live!

The 'jade' Rakshasa was in mid-air, countless thoughts were flying in her mind, her eyes became extremely firm, and Miao Man's figure was in the air, but it fell steadily to the ground.

"No ......"

The next moment, the pretty face of the 'jade' rakshasa hidden behind the mask became extremely pale, because she saw that Yan Mohan's fist was close to Mu Chen's head.

"Am I going to die?"

Mu Chen's whole body had no strength, and he could only watch the crisis coming.

It's a pity that I can't go back to Baiyun Country safely, and I have failed Sister Ziyue's expectations, I can't stand in the martial arts competition of the prosperous world where the geniuses of the Martial Spirit Continent gather, and I am even more unwilling to find that beautiful figure, Yuchen.

If I die, there should be a lot of people who will be sad, father, sister, grandfather, third uncle, Xuanxuan, Red Sleeves, Sister Ziyue, Xiao Zhen and many seniors of the Bright Moon Sect, senior sisters, senior brothers, and Zhuo Yurui seniors of the Divine Pavilion......

Familiar faces flashed through Mu Chen's mind, but at this time, the scene of the old man in Tsing Yi killing Luo Lie with a sword appeared in Mu Chen's mind.

"Instant kill means to kill the enemy in an instant, even if the enemy is several times stronger than yourself, it is enough to hit hard, and the price paid for such a powerful sword is also very great, and you need to have all of your body." The spirit and spirit merge with your sword, relying on an instantaneous explosion to kill the opponent in seconds, but it is easier said than done, you need to first master the power of the whole body to concentrate to a point, and then resonate with the sword in your hand, so that the heart and the mind are together, the mind is in line with the sword, the sword is in harmony with the person, the entry will be through, the momentum will be launched in an instant, and the sword will be destroyed!"

"Instant Kill turned out to be like this!"

Mu Chen stood up, his confused eyes suddenly became extremely clear, he looked at Yan Mohan, only to see that the latter's movements became very slow in his eyes.

Mu Chen stepped out in one step, his whole body swept out like a phantom, and he had already come to Yan Mohan with his sword raised, and his movements seemed to be equally slow, but in the eyes of others, Mu Chen's figure turned into a light, and it was unimaginably fast.

"What's the matter with this kid!"

Yi Fei shouted that it was not good, obviously he didn't expect that Mu Chen, who was seriously injured, could stab such an amazing sword, his figure immediately unfolded, and with one hand, he pulled Yan Mohan aside with a 'wave' movement at an extremely fast speed, hoping to avoid Mu Chen's sword.

"Ah......h

Yifei's rescue was still a step slower, although Yan Mohan's body avoided the sword, but his left arm was still cut off by the sword, and the blood 'shot' out like a fountain, and he fell to the side screaming.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, how are you!"

Yifei's face changed greatly for the first time, Yan Mohan is the most promising son of the emperor today, and now he has been cut off and his cultivation has been greatly damaged, even in the heart of his 'sex', he is also hit hard, if he is in a slump, maybe his future cultivation will stop, this is already half a waste, how can he 'hand' over to the emperor?

Yi Fei hurriedly hugged Yan Mohan in a panic, put a pill 'medicine' in his mouth, and helped him stop the blood from the wound with a few clicks on his arm.

"Suffer death!"

Yi Fei roared out fiercely, looked at Mu Chen, who was standing unsteadily in the distance, and hit him with a palm.

Mu Chen's entire 'chest' was almost concave, and his body 'shot' out hundreds of meters away like a cannonball, slamming into the tall statue in the center of the main hall.

The statue of more than 30 meters collapsed, burying the dust in the rubble, at this time, on the other wall of the palace, there is a bronze wall panel more than three meters large, at the moment when the statue was shattered, it actually rose slowly, and there was a 'hole' opening.

"Mu Chen!"

The 'jade' rakshasa came to the ruins with a crying voice, dug out the dust, and immediately hugged it in his arms, and his hands trembled and stroked the dusty face.

At this time, the entire palace was in a state of collapse, with rubble constantly rolling down, and the big 'door' of the main hall more than 100 meters high was also slowly closing.

"You two die!"

Yifei held the unconscious Yan Mohan with one hand, and slapped it with one palm with the other, and a huge handprint condensed, pressing towards Mu Chen and the others.

The 'jade' rakshasa was not afraid, she untied a jade 'jade' bead around her neck, this was a relic left to her by her mother, even more important than her life, but now in order to survive the two of them, she still had to use this thing.

The 'jade' bead was crushed in the hand, and a dazzling ball of brilliance circulated in the palm of the hand, and the 'jade' Rakshasa pressed the brilliance out, like a brilliant pop and swept away.

"A top-grade Spirit Burst Bead?"

Yifei immediately changed color, only to see that the ball of light instantly shattered his condensed handprint and attacked him.

The destructive power of the top-grade spirit bead burst out was equivalent to the full force of a martial artist in the middle stage of the Xuanling Realm, which was enough to threaten Yi Fei, he hurriedly condensed the body protection qi cover, picked up Yan Mohan and retreated, full of fear towards the spirit bead.

The eyes of the 'jade' rakshasa glowed with ice through the mask, and she glared fiercely at Yifei, who was retreating in a panic, and picked up the unconscious Mu Chen and rushed into the bronze 'door'.

Click!

With a loud bang, the bronze 'door' was closed again, and the entire hall was on the verge of collapse, and the gap between the stone 'gates' more than 100 meters high was also closed little by little.

"Let's make a pair of mandarin duck ghosts!"

Yi Fei was also injured by the explosion spirit bead, the corners of his mouth spilled blood slightly, he roared angrily, holding Yan Mohan with his left hand, grabbed Xiao Hei in the golden net with his right hand, and burst back towards the outside, and flew out of the palace before the giant 'door' closed.

The palace shook even more violently, and in the end it collapsed inch by inch, and the next moment it had turned into a ruin.

......

Mu Chen and the 'jade' Rakshasa into the secret room was not affected at all, the secret room is about 100 square meters in size, the facilities are relatively simple, there should be a 'door' to place an offering table, a stone statue is sacrificed, the appearance is exactly the same as the stone statue in the palace that is more than 30 meters high, there is no tribute on the table, only a dilapidated wooden box and two candles, this candle is not an ordinary candle, the material is like a red 'jade', there is a fireworks at the very top, it can be extinguished for thousands of years, it is very peculiar.

Next to the offering table, there are more than a dozen purple and gold 'colored' puppets standing against the wall, each fierce god is evil, like a god and demon venerable, extremely powerful, the most peculiar is a blood-red 'color' puppet, his skin is like a real person's, the lines on the violent muscle 'flesh' are clear, but it is tattooed with blood-red 'color' runes, two arms comparable to stone pillars are bound with chains, a pair of eyes are like fire, although I know that it is not a living thing, but there is still a little ' on it Mao's bones are terrifying, like a demon trapped in hell, who only dares to make people stay away and be afraid.

"Mu Chen, wake up, how are you!"

The 'jade' rakshasa also took care of looking at the surrounding environment, and shook Mu Chen's body with a crying voice.

Mu Chen slowly opened his eyes, but it was a blur, he couldn't see anything clearly, and after a while, he fainted again, only to see that his breath was getting weaker and weaker, and gradually lost his life.

"Mu Chen, you can't die, you give me a good life!"

'Jade' Rakshasa's entire delicate body was trembling, her palms suddenly pressed on Mu Chen's 'chest', and all the true qi was injected into his body, hoping to temporarily hold his heart, but it was in vain, Yi Fei was a martial artist in the Xuanling Realm, his palm was not trivial, and it was not a problem to open mountains and break rivers, even if Mu Chen had the strength to protect his body, but after all, the difference between the cultivation of the two was too great, and it was difficult to resist, and now the five internal organs and the meridians of the whole body were shattered, even if it was the martial arts practiced by the 'jade' Rakshasa Exquisite, but also powerless.

Seeing that Mu Chen's breath was about to run out, the 'jade' rakshasa screamed violently, and he lay on Mu Chen's 'chest' and cried loudly.

At the moment when Mu Chen's vitality was about to flow in, the inconspicuous ancient 'jade' on his 'chest' emitted a golden glow again, and softly 'shot' into Mu Chen's body, like a golden thread connecting all his broken internal organs and ruined meridians one by one, repairing his vitality.

Slowly, Mu Chen's pale and colorless face became rosy bit by bit, and his cold question suddenly became warm.

The golden mangs gradually disappeared, and the ancient 'jade' on Mu Chen's neck had more cracks.