Although some people will have a psychological breakdown in the face of huge pressure, they will be so at a loss that they can't react.

But obviously, Zhao Yan does not belong to the above type.

Zhao Yan firmly believes that people come up with solutions, especially when they are forced to be in a hurry.

So Zhao Yan quickly remembered that he didn't actually can't do anything, because he still has "True Flame Knife in the Palm of His Hand".

The high-level martial art of "True Flame Knife in the Palm" has an extremely significant feature, that is, when each move is issued, a flame will first condense in the palm of the hand.

With Zhao Yan's current internal cultivation, every time he casts the "True Flame Palm Knife", he can only create a brilliance equivalent to three candles tied together.

If under the blue sky and white sun, this faint light is inconspicuous, but if the environment is replaced by this dark underwater world where you can't see the five fingers...... That's obviously a different effect.

What if I only condensed the starting hand and created the flame in my palm, but instead of firing it out, I used it as a torch to light the way?

Zhao Yan thought.

In such a situation where a dead horse can only be a live horse doctor, since you have thought of a way, let's do it!

Zhao Yan showed a vigorous and resolute style, feeling that his strength had almost recovered, he groped his way to stand up, and then turned his heart on his raised right hand at will, condensing a throbbing flame.

Steady, steady, and don't proceed to the next step of condensing the flame into a flying blade......

As expected, the flame was faint. However, it successfully dispelled the boundless darkness, so that Zhao Yan could finally see everything within a radius of about ten meters again.

Hah, it worked!

The emotion of joy quickly filled Zhao Yan's heart, but the strong fluctuation of this emotion quickly affected the flame in the palm that had just formed.

After flashing violently twice, the flame in his palm was irreversibly extinguished, and the darkness quickly returned, enveloping Zhao Yan, who was afraid of the dark.

"I ——!"

Zhao Yan muttered and cursed.

Fortunately, his mentality was not greatly affected. So the flame in his palm soon reappeared in his right hand.

This time. Zhao Yan, who had learned the lessons of the previous time, tried to control his emotions before taking a big step in the right direction.

But before this step fell, the flame in his palm was extinguished again.

Dark. Coming again.

"Only stay where you are. in order to maintain the flame in the palm of the hand...... What?"

Zhao Yan quickly figured out the reason why the flame in his palm was extinguished again.

It's just that Zhao Yan is also very clear. This cannot be solved by simply controlling emotions and rhythms.

Most of this problem lies in the low proficiency of "True Flame Knife in the Palm".

Zhao Yan quickly revised the plan, and for the third time, he condensed into a flame in his palm. After standing in place and carefully observing the surrounding environment, and writing down the most correct and safe road, he turned the flame in his palm into a flame with a wave of his hand and shot out!

The Flame Blade pierced through the water-repellent barrier of the water-repellent beads, and made intimate contact with the incomparably cold abyssal water outside.

Zhao Yan originally thought that he had shot a small ball of flaming flying blades, and it would not last for a moment before it would be extinguished by the endless water.

But the facts have proved that the flame of the true flame in the palm of the knife is not the kind of ordinary fire that is extinguished when it encounters water, it stubbornly penetrates the water curtain, hits a pillar that is about to fall, and burns weakly on the pillar for two or three seconds before finally extinguishing and disappearing......

Two or three seconds was enough for Zhao Yan to perform the Extreme Dao chain flying foot pretending to be a light skill, and he jumped out of the arc and went more than 30 meters.

Zhao Yan didn't even have time to think about whether he could win the world championship in the hurdles competition if he was sent back to the earth world and win glory for the country in three or five seconds.

The only thing Zhao Yan was thinking about at this moment was that he had finally succeeded in finding a way to stay away from the great danger of death.

Now that he has a better than expected beginning, where will Zhao Yan not hurry up and make persistent efforts, so the flames in his palms lit up, and one after another flame blades shot out, reflecting Zhao Yan's flying figure, running wildly in a hurdle posture......

It's just that "The Knife in the Palm of the Flame" is worthy of high-level martial arts, Zhao Yan soon felt tired again, he had to pause, eat a meal of psychic elk jerky again and meditate, and only after the strength returned to his body did he repeat the previous process again.

When Zhao Yan finally jumped out of the boundary of the Nine Rivers Dragon Monarch Waste Water Mansion, he felt a slight tremor under the ground.

Will the battle continue in the following battles?

Zhao Yan felt more and more that he had made the right choice, Jian Wenjun, a martial arts master as powerful, had not taken down the evil Jiao for so long with the assistance of two monster helpers.

Think about it from another angle, that is, it is possible for the damn evil Jiao to win!

This is no joke.

So, Zhao Yan ran faster and faster......

Under the domination of the spirit of perseverance and perseverance in one direction, Zhao Yan finally embraced the blue through the darkness step by step, and finally exposed himself to Lang Lang again.

"Ah, it's not a loss!"

Stretching out his hand to hang on his waist, a small bag containing various colored gems, a small bag containing water beads, and a small bag of psychic elk jerky left, Zhao Yan, who had survived this experience without danger, felt that he was not only not a loss, but clearly earned.

Just looking back, Zhao Yan was surprised to find that his location was only two or three kilometers away from the high cliff that plunged into the pitch-black abyss.

"No, even if we don't count the water eye, just the way to escape, we have to walk underwater for at least twenty or thirty miles......

Zhao Yan touched his chin thoughtfully, and then he raised his head and squinted his eyes, glancing at the sun that was already obviously westerly.

"The position of the sun is enough to prove that we have been tossing and turning underwater for a long time. So. That's not right...... The distance is not right!"

After the crossing, Zhao Yan, who was becoming more and more "decayed and degenerate", perhaps because he had used too many brains just now, unexpectedly showed a sufficient sensitivity to numbers, time, and distance.

Could it be that in this rather straight river, what kind of magic circle is still working?

So what does this make for this, is it the fundamental reason why the Nine Rivers Dragon Monarch Waste Water Mansion under the water can be built so magnificently?

Zhao Yan thought to himself.

Forget it, it doesn't matter anymore for now.

The issue that Young Master Ben needs to care about more seems to be the three of them now. In the end, the killing didn't kill the evil Jiao. Or was it killed by the evil Jiao and turned into lunch.

Looking around, the environment surrounded by reckless mountains made Zhao Yan unable to find the way to come at all.

So after some thought, he decided to return to the cliff first. Condescendingly observe the situation.

If the three of Jian Wenjun win. Most of them will go back the way they came.

If the evil dragon wins. That is, no one will come out again.

So at most, if you wait for one night, you should be able to know the result......

No, no, no, one night is too long. If no one comes out of the water alive before dark, Young Master Ben will flash!

With this slightly speculative idea, Zhao Yan once again unleashed more and more pure Extreme Dao Chain Flying Feet, and strode into the rapid action of a meteor.

The existence of the evil Jiao made Zhao Yan dare not walk close to the river, and he could only go over the mountains and mountains with a little hard work.

The so-called Wangshan ran a dead horse, originally only two or three kilometers in a straight line, but in the case of having to cross the mountains and mountains, it was stretched several times in an instant, and when Zhao Yan climbed the high cliff panting, the sun was not too far away from going down the mountain.

"Damn, doesn't this young master have masochistic attributes, without equipping the mountain opening knife, drilling into the primeval jungle is really asking for hardship!"

Zhao Yan, who was so tired that he sat down, thought about his "stupid" decision, of course, he didn't forget it when he complained about himself, and threw psychic elk jerky into his mouth without a match.

While replenishing his energy, Zhao Yan was not completely idle, he peeked at the abyss below the high cliff that was once again blocked by the mist, looking forward to Jian Wenjun carrying the three heads of the evil Jiao to break out of the waves.

It's a pity that things don't always develop in the direction of good, until Zhao Yan is full of food and drink, there is still no movement under the high cliff.

It's a really sad thing......

Zhao Yan couldn't help but wonder if he needed to sneak over to this high cliff on this day next year and put down three white chrysanthemums to express his sorrow for the anniversary.

But just then, he heard a loud noise, coming up from the gentle side of the cliff.

"Young helper, I'm here soon! The little one saw with his own eyes that the beautiful girl with the big golden retriever dog who could stand and walk, went up this cliff and never came down......"

Zhao Yan, who was listening attentively, heard that someone was still in the stage of voice change, so the voice full of the smell of a male duck was talking loudly to a certain young gang leader.

Less helper?

Could it be that he is like the Sanjiang Gang, the young gang leader of the Jianghu gang that has some power among the grassy mountains and rivers?

Oh, I have to say, this young gang leader is really nozuonodie, a martial arts master-level master like Jian Wenjun, he actually dares to run to soak with the guts?

Fortunately, Jian Wenjun is still underwater now, otherwise with her decisive character, this fool's life will definitely be difficult to protect.

After getting along on this day, Zhao Yan felt that he understood Jian Wenjun, this flat-chested peerless beauty was beautiful, but if she was ruthless, she was almost killed by her even the loyal Youminghuo.

Not to mention, this kind of little helper who comes to try to mess with flowers and grass, how much will be clicked and rubbed, right?

So that's it.,Be sure to choose a good dog-legged follower.,If you accidentally find a dog-legged follower of the pit owner.,It's a happy thing.,Your life is in danger at any time......

In the end, Zhao Yan, who had already interrupted and ran away on the infinitely good sunset, came to such a conclusion.

So even though he knew that the people below were about to come up, Zhao Yan did not dodge and hide, but turned around and sat with his back to the abyss, and sat to welcome the arrival of the young gang leader and his pit master.

It's not that Zhao Yancun wants to see people out of trouble, but that this high cliff is really flat and empty, let him jump into the abyss again, not to mention the serious question of whether he will fall to death, first of all, he will definitely not be able to pass the psychological level, so except to welcome the newcomer, Zhao Yan really has no other choice.

As the footnotes gradually approached, Zhao Yan had already come to the judgment that there were not many people, that is, four.

But the four of them did not quickly ascend to the high cliff platform, but stopped when they were one step behind.

"Ahem——, the beauties above are polite, Mi Duoqi, the young leader of the Xiaochanghe Gang, had the honor to see the beauty of your face in Qiyun Town the day before yesterday, and I really can't forget it, today, today...... Ah, what a coincidence!"

The young gang leader, who stopped and didn't dare to burn, said in a visibly trembling voice.

Even Zhao Yan can easily come to a conclusion through these words - this kid is a chick.

As a chick, it is quite commendable to be able to muster up the courage to hold back such accosting words.

is also a male compatriot, Zhao Yan really can't bear to hit the enthusiasm of the other party, leaving a lifelong mental wound for the family.

It's a pity that in the current situation, Zhao Yan is obviously not able to answer.

"Mi Shao Gang Master, I appreciate your courage to confess. However, you seem to have mistaken about the time, place, and people, because there is no family here, only the big man. ”

So after pondering for a moment, Zhao Yan replied. (To be continued......)