Chapter Seventy-Three: Let Me Protect You

The skin of these withered hands was dyed dark green, and the green mist was extremely strange.

The Yunxian Daoist had been immersed in the Innate Realm for decades, and how could he be underestimated with his full force? This mixed green mist filled the air, and the air was actually corroded.

He was ten percent sure that Chu Nan would never survive his blow.

"Boom!" Yunxian Daoist increased his strength again, urging his internal force without reservation, and he was still pouring into his dry hands: "Die!"

At this moment-

A pink figure suddenly swept by, rolling up a faint fragrant wind.

said that it was too late, then it was fast, and he was in front of Chu Nan like a lightning speed!

Chu Nan's eyes widened, his eyes locked on Xiao Xin, and he shouted hysterically: "Go away!"

While exploding, Chu Nan stretched out his right hand and tried to push Xiao Xin away.

It's just that the attack of the Yunxian Dao people has fallen.

"Boom!"

The furious withered hand slammed into Xiao Xin's shoulder.

In an instant, this delicate and thin pink figure, like a kite with a broken string, was knocked out with a palm, and a mouthful of blood spat out of its mouth.

Seeing this scene, Chu Nan's eyes were split, and he almost fell into madness. jumped up and grabbed Xiao Xin's delicate body that flew backwards.

No one could have imagined that things would turn out like this. Xiao Xin knew how dangerous Yunxian Daoren's palm was, but she still rushed forward desperately, maybe at that moment, she didn't think about anything else at all, she just wanted to protect her little junior brother.

"Stinky girl, it's a good thing to be a bad old man!!" Yunxian Daoist missed the blow, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly chased after the two, and wanted to make up for it.

Where will Ye Bing give him a chance, the Heavenly Giant Sword, sweeping through the thousands of armies! The blade of the sword slashed across the chest of the Yunxian Daoist like a mallet.

The latter spit out blood with a "poof", the power of this sword is endless, the chest of the Yunxian Daoist is instantly dented, and the robe is torn to pieces by the power of the Long Yin sword, and it continues to roll in the martial arts training ground like a ball, falling more than ten zhang away.

"Cough, cough cough......" Yunxian Daoren's face was pale, his expression was sluggish, he only felt that his chest was stuffy, and he spurted out three mouthfuls of old blood in a row, and only then did he regain some clarity, and his eyes were full of hatred when he looked at Ye Bing.

Ye Bing strode up with his sword, and when he saw the large black purple birthmark on the chest of the Yunxian Daoist, the whole person seemed to be struck by a thunderbolt from a sunny day, and his body suddenly stiffened, and his face was full of unbelievable surprise.

Her appearance seems to have suffered a great blow.

Twenty zhang away from Ye Bing, Chu Nan held the delicate body in his arms with trembling hands, sat on the ground, and looked at Xiao Xin's pale and weak cheeks in his arms, which made people's hearts ache: "Little Senior Sister, Little Senior Sister, don't scare me......"

Thinking back to the past, the little sister who was lively and cute, occasionally a little confused but always liked to brag, became like this in order to save herself.

That palm was more like hitting Chu Nan's heart!

Xiao Xin's expression was in a trance, her eyes were blurred, she listened to Chu Nan's constant calls in her ears, and gradually her pupils became a little focused, Yin Yin's blood oozed from the corners of her mouth, and her voice was extremely weak:

"Little ...... Little junior brother, you see...... Senior Sister Ben said that she wanted to ...... To protect your ...... Root...... Senior sister Ben didn't brag about it......"

Chu Nan's nose suddenly soured, looking at Xiao Xin, who was like a haggard flower bone, with bloodless cheeks.

His heart is like being pierced desperately by a thousand needles, and his heart is being cut by thousands of sharp knives!

Endless hatred! He can't wait to cut the Yunxian Daoist with a thousand knives!

Chu Nan kept nodding, his eyes were red, and he looked at Xiao Xin's pale and weak cheeks in his arms, which made people's hearts ache. He held back his tears, grinned, and said intermittently:

"I know, I know. The little sister didn't brag...... You are the best, I like the little senior sister's ...... the most" At the end, Chu Nan's voice was already choked.

He would rather have this slap just now, and hit himself!

So at least...... Don't worry about your heart.

Xiao Xin wanted to laugh, but her whole body was drained of strength at this time, and she was only left with an empty skin, and her body was already unconscious. I could only pull the corners of my mouth with difficulty, and my pale cheeks squeezed out a smile. The little hand that was raised with difficulty pinched Chu Nan's face, and he gasped weakly:

"What are you crying about...... Senior sister Ben is fine, senior sister is just ...... It hurts a little ......."

Chu Nan didn't look over his head and grinned, hiding his embarrassment: "Senior brother didn't cry, junior brother just got his eyes into the sand." ”

"Little junior brother, senior sister Ben...... So sleepy, sleepy......"

Chu Nan wiped his eyes, looking at Xiao Xin's eyes that were about to melt, and his tone was extremely soft: "Little Senior Sister, if you are tired, you can rest for a while...... Next, the little junior brother will protect you. ”

In Chu Nan's eyes, there was a faint red glow, and the gaze full of endless hatred faintly appeared from time to time.

picked up Xiao Xin's waist, gently placed it on the rock, and stretched out his hand to sort out the scattered green silk on Xiao Xin's forehead.

His gaze gently swept over Xiao Xin's pale and weak cheeks.

Full of hatred filled his chest, as if he wanted to break his body!

Covered in blood, crazy boiling!

I want him dead.

Chu Nan's whole body began to spasm, and his muscles trembled. At a speed visible to the naked eye, the green tendons gradually protruded from its neck, and it was hideous.

His eyes were gradually eroded by the red light, his tone gradually rose from low to low, and his angry tone continued to tremble: "I want him to die...... I want him to die, I want him to die, I want him to die, I want him to die!"

With his words, the strange runes on his chest suddenly brightened, and the red stripes spread wildly all over Chu Nan's body, piercing into the ground like the roots of an old tree.

"Ah!!" Chu Nan raised his head to the sky and roared, a dazzling red light shot into the sky from his eyes, and at this moment, in his voice, there was a faint thick voice mixed with superposition, rushing to the sky with hatred!

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and the clear sky suddenly darkened.

The sky is gradually covered with a layer of gray, rolling black clouds are almost pressing on the ground, the wind is howling, and thunderclouds are coming!

Seeing this scene, the audience was shocked!

All the disciples, all the senior sisters, all of them showed surprise in their eyes, and they couldn't help but stop fighting, staring at Chu Nan who suddenly changed in horror.

"Demon, demon cultivator!!" The scream sounded out of nowhere, and then all the disciples were in a panic and ran around in horror.

The aura of heaven and earth began to be disordered, and the vast momentum hit the mountains and seas, pressing on everyone's hearts, and they were uncomfortably breathless.

Yunxian Daoren's face changed drastically, feeling the terrifying aura, and a terrifying aura came out from his heart, causing him to fall into the ice cellar in an instant.

Suddenly-

The deep voice stopped abruptly, and at this moment, Chu Nan's whole person was shrouded in a red light, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

I just heard a low laugh like a demon in the red light: "Hey, hey, hey......"