Chapter 67: No Return

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Xiaoxiao had already walked to a place where she was only three steps away from Canglong's flight.

He didn't go fast, because he couldn't go fast to be able to sustain such laughter.

But even if you walk slowly, it is definitely enough, as long as the laughter continues, Lan Lian and Canglong will not be able to fight back as soon as they fly.

Canglong Yifei's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, he was waiting, waiting for Xiaoxiao to get closer, waiting for the moment when Xiaoxiao really made a move, and then fight to the death.

This is stupid, because no matter how fast you are, you can't have time to block Xiaoxiao's killing move without covering your ears with your hands. But Canglong had no choice when he flew, because even if he covered his ears, he still felt that the internal strength of his internal organs was churning, and if he put down his hand, I was afraid that the condensed true qi would collapse immediately.

However, Lan Lian, who was rated as inferior to Canglong Yifei in martial arts, made a move before Canglong Yifei.

Xiaoxiao's first target is not him, he can wait for Canglong Yifei to strike first and break Xiaoxiao's "random laughter trick" before attacking. It's just like this, Canglong will definitely be seriously injured when he flies, and Lan Lian is not this kind of person who hides behind others.

So he made a very simple move, but it wasn't an attack on Xiaoxiao.

He attacks himself.

Lan Lian suddenly turned his palm into his fingers and poked hard into his ears.

Blood splattered instantly, and Lan Lian was completely deaf!

Lan Lian, who was no longer bound by laughter, flew over the dragon and attacked Xiaoxiao with all his might!

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Leng Zero put one down.

"Lan Lian, there is his bravery. ใ€

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"Xiang Kuan! I didn't expect you to be so despicable!" stood on one foot in the wind, his gaze shooting infinite resentment.

Xiang Kuan had already avoided it backwards, stopped ten steps away from the remnant willow in the wind, and sneered:

"You don't need to be too upright to deal with a villain like you. ใ€

Jing Ziyan was surprised and delighted when she saw the strange changes, and at the same time felt that the acupoints on her body were gradually unraveling, it seemed that Xiang Kuan was using a kind of dark energy, just to be realistic, she first knocked herself down.

However, a feeling of uneasiness flooded her heart again.

I saw that the remnant willow in the wind did not move, and said slowly:

"How much time do you think I have?"

"Half a pillar of incense at most. Xiang Kuan said with confidence that although the Niu Mang Needle was extremely thin and could not apply too much poison, he was still sure that he could make the remnant willow in the wind lose the ability to move.

As long as the legs of the remnants of the willows in the wind are abolished, it is equivalent to the destruction of his people.

"Half a pillar of incense, is it?" In the wind, the remnant willow slowly put down his left foot that had stepped on the poisonous needle, looked down at his own foot, and said indifferently:

"I thought it was going to be over. ใ€

"Still hard-mouthed?" Xiang Kuan sneered.

"You don't need half a pillar of incense at all. In the wind, the remnants of the willows raised their heads, and their eyes shot coldly:

"As long as it takes a moment, I can."

"Kill"

The remnant willow disappeared in the wind, spanning a distance of ten paces, and appeared in front of Xiang Kuan's body.

"You. ใ€

With a fierce right foot, it turned into a sharp blade and pierced into Xiang Kuan's heart.

"Be careful to the left!!" Jing Ziyan shouted, but she was not even a step too late to shout. I could only watch Xiang Kuan reveal an incredible expression, a large amount of blood burst out of his chest, and he fell to the sky.

Jing Ziyan mourned, and under the agitation of emotions, the acupuncture channel had already rushed open. She struggled to stand up, but for a moment her qi and blood were not smooth, and her body froze slightly.

However, this moment of stagnation was enough for the remnant willow in the wind to perform a peerless light skill again and kill Jing Ziyan.

If there is no widening.

I saw Xiang Kuan, who collapsed to the ground, unbelievably stretched out his right hand and tightly clasped the ankle of the remnant willow in the wind when he was about to die.

After the remnant willow foot in the wind annihilated Xiang Kuan, after all, he was still a little distracted because he was worried about his poisonous injury, and he didn't notice Xiang Kuan's movements, and when he found out, the right ankle that had just been withdrawn had been buckled.

That hand is like a burning stone ring.

In the wind, he jerked his feet violently, but Xiang Kuan's strength before he died was far beyond his imagination.

The remnants of the willows in the wind are furious.

He half-knelt down and slammed his hands hard into the wide face, and then and again.

"No!no!no!"

Many images flashed through Jing Ziyan's mind in an instant.

However, the clearest thing was a dirty, drenched little yellow dog, shivering in the cold wind.

The tall, majestic dragon flew away, took off his own robe, wrapped it around the little yellow dog, and picked it up again.

The little yellow dog gratefully licked the man's face in exchange for a smile.

The smile was gentle.

Jing Ziyan will never forget this gentle smile.

But for some reason, a figure that I hadn't paid special attention to before appeared in this memory at this moment.

It was a figure out of the corner of Jing Ziyan's eyes the moment she turned around.

Xiang Kuan stood farther away, hidden in the shadows.

He was looking at himself, and his face was the same, very gentle.

"Xiang Kuan!" Jing Ziyan's qi and blood were finally unblocked.

Then she disappeared.

The remnant willow in the wind was not unaware of Jing Ziyan, he never really thought that Jing Ziyan was being pointed, so even in the midst of rage, when Jing Ziyan made a move, the remnant willow in the wind was ready to react.

But he still lost the trace of Jing Ziyan.

"Thousands of swallows", not returning to swallows.

Jing Ziyan's body technique is extremely peculiar and exquisite, she does not move in a straight line, but constantly adjusts her direction slightly while moving, maintaining the position of the dead corner in the eyes of the residual willow in the wind.

Therefore, even with the eyesight and reaction of the remnant willow in the wind, there was no way to tell where Jing Ziyan had been, and he didn't react until Jing Ziyan appeared in front of the remnant willow in the wind.

The remnant willow in the wind sighed, knowing that the opportunity had been lost, and he had to exert his strength to retreat first, and then try to counterattack. However, at this moment, the tip of his left foot was slightly numb.

The remnants of the willows in the wind were slightly frightened, although this hemp would not affect too much, but the masters competed for this moment.

Jing Ziyan's palm turned into an extension of the "Swallow of No Return", and it also entered the dead corner of the eyes of the remnant willow in the wind, followed by a heavy slap, and threw it on the face of the remnant willow in the wind.

It's a pity that Jing Ziyan can only slap him in the face in order to avoid the defense of the remnant willow in the wind, and can't really give a fatal blow. But Rao was like this, which also made the cheeks of the remnant willow in the wind instantly red and swollen, and blood oozed out.

The remnant willow in the wind was furious, but after all, he was one of the eight masters, and he did not lose his mind because of anger, but retreated lightly, choosing to temporarily avoid Jing Ziyan's edge.

Jing Ziyan slowly knelt down, looking at Xiang Kuan, who was unrecognizable, knowing that he was no longer lucky. Jing Ziyan endured her grief, stretched out her hand and gently closed Xiang Kuanyuan's eyes, followed her to stand up, facing the remnants of the willows in the wind, and said slowly:

"The eight masters of the world, no matter how shameless they are, they will not be the ones who insult the corpses of their enemies. ใ€

The remnant willow in the wind said coldly:

"That's right, Xiang Kuan's body, we will send it back to the 'Ruthless Gate'. ใ€

"So the question now is, can I escape from under your feet. Jing Ziyan calmly looked at the remnant willows in the wind and said:

"Whether I succeed or not, one day, the 'Ruthless Gate' will come back to avenge this. ใ€

"You're not going to make it, so you can't see that day. The remnant willow in the wind said indifferently:

"Even if my left foot is numb, you can't break down the gates of the city by me. ใ€

Jing Ziyan stared at him, her beautiful face with soft lines, but with a completely different kind of perseverance and strength.

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