"I'll go, and I'll jump off a cliff?"

"Yi Xiaofeng game over!"

"Wang Yanran deserves to be my favorite goddess, she is so perfect, brave and strategic, and she is not afraid of life and death!"

"If you jump so high, you will either fall to your death or have an adventure. ”

"I'll give a hundred yuan, I bet that Wang Yanran's master will make a move!"

"Do you still need to say, you understand the king?"

......

After jumping off the cliff, Yi Xiaofeng pressed the strong wind, and his wounds were torn, making it even more painful.

He squinted with difficulty, and vaguely saw the figures of Wang Yanran and Tang Yiqian.

Yi Xiaofeng is still bungee jumping for the first time, cough cough, no, it's a cliff jump!

The cliff was even higher than he had imagined, and under the cover of the clouds, there was no bottom in sight.

"It doesn't really end there, does it?"

Yi Xiaofeng frowned and muttered, there was still a glimmer of hope hidden in his heart.

Suddenly!

He saw a burst of black mist coming quickly, sweeping away Wang Yanran and Tang Yiqian below, and then flew towards him.

He smiled.

Really!

The black mist hit his face, and Yi Xiaofeng felt that the sky was spinning, and his consciousness fell into darkness.

......

On top of the hillside.

Yang Yu opened his mouth and said, "Tang City Lord, you are so powerful, why don't you jump in to save people?"

When the Tang City Lord heard this, he turned his head and glared at him, his eyes were bloodshot.

The player next to Yang Yu pulled him and persuaded him to shut up.

"Tang Cheng is mainly able to fly down directly, and he has already caught Zhang Junyi and Wang Yanran. Qin Qinxue shook her head and said.

Their words were like a knife piercing into the heart of the Tang City Lord.

Tang City Lord turned to look at them and sneered: "It's just right, if I suck you, my Blood Demon Divine Skill will improve!"

As soon as these words came out, all the monks' faces changed in fright.

"Tang City Lord, if you have something to say, we are actually sent by the Five Ghosts of Xiayang!"

"Less!

......

I don't know how long it has been.

"Player Yang Dalong was eliminated!"

As soon as Yi Xiaofeng's consciousness woke up, he heard this system prompt.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, and what he saw was the dusk sky, and the slanting sun was poignant.

"You're awake!"

Wang Yanran's surprised voice came.

Yi Xiaofeng glanced over and saw Wang Yanran sitting beside him, still holding a leaf coated with plaster in his hand.

He found that he couldn't move, not even his neck.

"What's wrong with me?"

Yi Xiaofeng asked, his voice hoarse.

Wang Yanran replied: "You are seriously injured, and now I am applying medicine to you, you don't have to worry, you will be fine." ”

Yi Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good to be alive!

"What about your mother?" Yi Xiaofeng asked.

Wang Yanran was stunned, her face was complicated, and she said, "What are you talking about, she is my master!"

At this time, the mysterious woman walked into Yi Xiaofeng's field of vision.

Yi Xiaofeng finally saw her face clearly, although she was slender, her face looked forty or fifty years old, which was very vicissitudes.

"You're smart enough to guess she's the daughter of this seat. The mysterious woman chuckled.

Yi Xiaofeng was speechless.

I can't even guess it, am I a pig?

He asked curiously, "I wonder how your battle with the Sword Master was?"

The mysterious woman restrained her smile and said: "Bai Hongxiao is indeed powerful, it is worthy of the existence that almost leveled the Yizhou Demon Dao with his own strength, this seat is not his opponent, but it is not difficult to get out." ”

Juggernaut is so powerful?

Yi Xiaofeng was secretly frightened.

"You kid is also affectionate and righteous, worthy of the daughter of this seat, when your injury is healed, you will return to Suxin Palace with this seat, and you will get married one day. The mysterious woman continued.

When Wang Yanran heard this, her face turned red, but her eyes looked at Yi Xiaofeng directly.

Yi Xiaofeng smiled awkwardly, and then asked, "What is the origin of Su Xin Palace, and who is that Wei Weixin? Is it you, or Yan Ran's father?"

The name Suxin Palace......

Sounds like a nunnery.

"Wei Weeping Heart is indeed the name of this seat, Suxin Palace is one of the five heroes of the Great Qianzhou Demon Dao, do you say it is powerful?" replied the mysterious woman.

Da Qianzhou, the five heroes of the devil's road!

Yi Xiaofeng had understood before that this place belonged to the Great Qianzhou Wu Kingdom.

Daqianzhou is very large, with a total of three dynasties, namely Wu, Northern Wei, and Southern Qin.

For hundreds of years, the three dynasties often had friction, but when dynasties from other states invaded, they joined forces.

The same is true in other large states.

The Wu State has a large population, covers a vast area, and has many sects and families of Xiuzhen.

"Although your qualifications are average, fortunately, they are white enough, pure enough, and have not practiced other exercises, so in the future, you will practice the Nine Shades of Prajna Gong, the Nine Shades of Prajna Gong is the magic of the Demon Dao, three hundred years ago, the Nine Shadows Zhenren relied on the Nine Shades of the Seven States, even the Yuan Infant and the Old Monster were not his opponents, making the Nine Shadows Prajna Gong ascend to the altar in one fell swoop. Wei Weixin looked at Yi Xiaofeng and said seriously.

Wang Yanran smiled and said, "Okay, okay, Master, you can pass on the rest of the exercises to him!"

Wei Weixin glanced at her, and before she got married, she began to turn her elbows outward.

Yi Xiaofeng remained silent and did not refuse.

He was very excited in his heart, but he couldn't show it, so as not to appear ashamed.

The audience in the live broadcast room was jealous:

"This is not dead!

"I'm rubbing, is this a skyrocket?"

"The other contestants are still stupidly investigating the case, my brother Yi has become one of the five heroes of the Demon Dao, the young palace master, this gap is not ordinary!"

"I don't want to work hard either, Aunt Wei, do you have any other daughters?"

"Aunt Wei: What do you think of me?"

"Niu, if the Nine Shadows are so powerful, Yi Xiaofeng is going to become the first person in the Heavenly Dao Immortal Game!"

......

The next night, Yi Xiaofeng was resting.

Every once in a while, he would hear the sound of a contestant being eliminated.

It seems that Pure Yang City is still in a fierce battle.

It is worth mentioning that Tang Yiqian is not dead.

Wang Yanran has always been ruthless in killing Tang Yiqian, after all, Tang Yiqian is also a victim in this matter.

Yi Xiaofeng did not reject, but was a little happy.

If Tang Yiqian survives, he will be able to complete a side quest, or 500 points.

Now Yi Xiaofeng can't go back to Pure Yang City and can't earn more points, he can only pray that the more other contestants die, the better, so that he can enter the top ten and sign up for the next show recording.

Judging from the current situation, there may be less than ten players left by the end.

As long as Yi Xiaofeng survives to the end, he is still very promising!

The night passed.

Yi Xiaofeng's injuries have recovered a lot.

He began to cultivate the first layer of the Nine Shadows Prajna Gong.

The Nine Shades Prajna Gong is a pure exercise, majoring in spiritual power, which is much more advanced than the Qi Absorption Method of the Pure Yang Five Sword Technique.

Yi Xiaofeng went to enlightenment all morning, but he didn't get into the doorway.

He got up and stretched.

Wei Weeping Heart and Wang Yanran were cultivating under a tree not far away, Tang Yiqian was lying next to her, motionless, like a corpse, she had been sealed by Wei Weeping Heart and fell into a deep sleep.

Yi Xiaofeng glanced around, surrounded by mountains, and the trees loomed in the fog.

"Extrapolating from the logic of the novel, such a valley is estimated to have hidden chances. ”

Yi Xiaofeng thought silently, and then began to wander around with anticipation.