The terrifying was still behind, the sword qi did not dissipate immediately after being pinched by Bai Zhizheng, but was covered with a faint layer of golden light, and then, after hearing a few crisp sounds, Bai Ye actually only used two fingers to hold Qingyun's sword qi, and smashed the rest of his sneak attacks one after another.

"That's right, the four realms of the Nine Songs Sword Qi, I didn't expect you to be able to cultivate the four realms in the early stage of the Hundred Veins Realm, I really underestimate you Qingyun, if you..."

But before Bai Zhizheng finished speaking, another vision suddenly appeared!

Of course, it wasn't Qingyun, but a short black figure suddenly appeared on Bai Ye's side at some point, and the long sword like a spirit snake spitting out a letter did not hide its target.

Bai Zhizheng's head!

Clearly, this man had been in hiding for a long time!

Since Bai Zhizheng had already put away his long sword, he was now holding Qingyun in one hand, and wrapping Qingyun's sword qi with his own spiritual power in the other, so there was no substantial blade to fight against the comer.

What's more, after removing the spiritual power cover, Qingyun's original nine-song sword qi had already dissipated on its own, and now Bai Zhizheng could be described as defenseless!

This person chose to be careless in his heart, and under all kinds of constraints, he secretly attacked, in order to kill Bai Zhizheng with one blow!

It's not vicious!

The current Bai Ye is a poor donkey, and he can't afford to think too much about it, even if it is too late to put down Qingyun and draw his sword at this moment, his eyes can't help but flash a trace of helplessness and ruthlessness.

I saw that he didn't dodge or dodge, and directly aimed the Qingyun in his hand at the sword stabbed by the black-clothed monk, and he actually wanted to use Qingyun's body as a shield to break this mortal killing situation.

"Damn, I'm afraid it's going to be cold this time!"

Seeing this situation, Qingyun was shocked in his heart, but people are swordsmen and I am fish and meat, isn't the current master also a lamb to be slaughtered with poor donkey skills?

Just when he thought that he was about to return to the hated sky, suddenly, Qingyun saw a beautiful figure appear in front of him.

The figure was unfamiliar, but it was incomparably familiar, proud, and confident.

Then came a sword with a few drops of crimson blood, coming out of her perfect body wrapped in black veil, and the extremely symmetrical scar under the corner of her eye was like a girl's tears.

It's just that she is laughing, smiling still so charming, smiling still so charming.

It's just that the black veil is light, covering the starlight in the sky and the eyes of Qingyun.

"No!"

Bai Zhizheng, who was carrying Qingyun, naturally saw Xiao Luoyi's figure, but now even if he threw Qingyun away, it was too late to save his sweetheart.

Even though the word "no" in his mouth is so heartbreaking, it is also so pale and weak.

Because Xiao Luo gave up his life to block this sword for Qingyun, Bai Zhizheng finally won a moment of respite, and roared frantically while rushing towards the black-clothed man who was sneaking in.

He knows this person, Chen Xing!

"Chen Xing, I'll kill you!"

As an assassin of the Shadowless Sect who was proficient in the art of assassination, Chen Xing naturally knew the truth that if he missed a blow, he had to flee far away, not to mention that he had never won against Bai Zhizheng head-on, even if he made a move and a half, he did not hesitate at the moment, and he directly launched his body to escape.

But if things don't settle down, then there will be a wave again!

I saw that a group of monks dressed in black jumped out of the roof one after another, cutting off Chen Xing's escape route!

Although the cultivation of these black-clothed people is not too high, and they are basically in the Hundred Veins Realm, their neat and uniform movements, coupled with murderous black blades, are all showing everyone their bloody past.

"Bai Zhizheng, you are despicable!"

Chen Xing couldn't help cursing, but he didn't want to think about who would only secretly attack, but now was not the time for him to show off his might, so he quickly turned around and rushed towards the other end.

In his opinion, this must be a trap set by Bai Zhizheng, and at this time, Bai Ye himself was about to turn back to check Xiao Luoyi's injury, but he saw the black-clothed female cultivator in the head frowning, and said to him:

"She will definitely die, you follow me to chase Chen Xing!"

"No, I'm going to save her!"

"Bai Zhizheng, do you dare not listen to me?!"

Bai Zhizheng still wanted to struggle when he heard this, but it seemed that there was something unspeakable, so in the end, he had to look at his sweetheart who was lying in a pool of blood in grief, and had no choice but to follow the black-clothed nun and gallop away.

At this time, Xiao Luoyi closed her eyes tightly and quietly pillowed on the crook of Qingyun's arm, although blood was gushing out of her chest, her expression was extremely peaceful, and there was no trace of pain, quiet and satisfied.

"Why?"

Qingyun looked at Xiao Luoyi in a complicated manner, and asked in a hoarse voice.

The bewitching face was slowly losing its ruddy color with the passage of time, and began to turn pale, and the bright jade ice chips that were originally shining with dazzling brilliance in the center of the eyebrows seemed to be quietly becoming transparent.

"Heh, why bother, I naturally want to return your knife after picking it up. ”

Xiao Luoyi didn't open her eyes, but the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned like a child who was cheating on adults, as if telling Qingyun that I was asleep.

"I'm asking why you blocked that sword for me. ”

Qingyun's voice began to tremble a little, and the hairpin knife in his hand was also cold to the bone.

He knew that he had been entangled with Xiao Luoyi for a long time, but he didn't understand what he was worthy of the other party's reckless life.

"You ask me, I... Who am I going to ask?"

Feeling the tremor between Qingyun's arms, Xiao Luo smiled with satisfaction again, and his voice began to be a little light, a little tired.

If she has the strength, she still wants to swear that she will no longer have any shelf of the four masters, she must not have any demeanor, and she must stretch her waist.

Then tell the hateful little imp not to move, so that she can sleep well on her powerful arms.

"I just wanted to say to you, I... I don't need your mercy and no... I need you to save it..."

It's just that Xiao Luoyi's words were still not finished after all, and he was blocked by Qingyun by stuffing a few pills into his mouth, only to hear him say viciously:

"I don't want you to die either!"

After speaking, he hugged Xiao Luoyi horizontally, regardless of the internal injuries that were hit by Bai Zhizheng's palm before, he ran his spiritual power to the limit, and frantically went towards the direction of Weiyun Peak.

A few hours later, in a cave on Weiyun Peak.

Qingyun slowly laid Xiao Luoyi, who had fallen into a coma, on the ground, his heart was now very complicated, because Xiao Luoyi's entanglement with himself could no longer be summed up in a simple sentence or two.

Putting aside the chaos of his mind, Qingyun only wants to do one thing now.

Save her!

It's just that even though he took the healing pill in time, after such a long time of running, Xiao Luoyi's body temperature has become a little cold, which is a very bad sign.

After a little hesitation, Qingyun still used a hairpin knife to carefully cut the black veil on the upper half of Xiao Luo's body, revealing the boundless spring color inside.

"Oops, it's hurt in the heart!"

While gently cleaning the wound on Xiao Luo's chest with a cloth, Qingyun unconsciously swallowed again, this was the second time he had admired this body as white and flawless as a jade carving.

In fact, when Xiao Luo blocked the sword for him, he knew very well that her heart had been pierced by the black-clothed monk.

"What a good thing that is!"

Before cultivating to the spiritual realm, as long as the heart veins are broken, people's vitality will be like a tree without roots, even if it is watered often, it will inevitably wither and turn into ashes, not to mention that Xiao Luoyi's heart veins have been injured by Bai Zhizheng and are extremely fragile.

Although Qingyun is an exception, Xiao Luoyi is really a low-level cultivator, and he hasn't even cultivated the Yuan Shen, let alone be reborn.

"Hey, it would be nice if Xiao Qi was awake!"

Xiao Qi hadn't even woken up once in the past few days because he felt the breath of those powerful true spirits last time, so he was afraid that he was much more cautious, and no matter how Qingyun called, it didn't respond at all.

"Heart, life..."

Constantly muttering these words in his mouth, Qingyun suddenly blessed his soul!

"That's right!

He suddenly remembered the time when he tried to return the absorbed vitality to heaven and earth in the half year when he practiced alone in the Five Flowers Mountain, and that little sapling was forcibly lifted by him!

Since there is no way to change a heart, then simply use life to smash it until she is repaired!

"Give it a go! I hope it works like the time Ma Wang killed me!"

With a thought in his mind, Qingyun took out the few Five Snake Fruits from the Hundred Treasure Bag, as well as the last few healing pills left by Hua Yumian, and without hesitation, he ran the Qilin Devouring in his palm.

After the Hundred Veins Realm, Qingyun's Qilin Devouring became more smooth and natural, and even the speed was much faster, and it didn't take long to drain all the vitality in these things.

Carefully controlling the frequency of plundering vitality, without being eaten back, Qingyun pressed his palm tightly against Xiao Luoyi's slightly cold chest, and then slowly began to convey the power of vitality to her heart.

"Offended. ”

The soft touch made Qingyun's resolute heart tremble suddenly, and he quickly put his mind into the transmission of vitality by reciting happy gong and abandoning distracting thoughts.

Xiao Luoyi's heart was still beating faster and faster like a return to light, and her breathing rate was constantly increasing, but when the first ray of vitality entered, her heart was like a dry field that had dried up for a long time, sucking the wisps of vitality from Qingyun's palm like hunger.

It was really a long drought, and with the inflow of vitality, Qingyun could clearly feel that the ups and downs of Xiao Luo's chest began to slow down slowly, and his breathing began to become stable.

It's just the problem.

These vitality are like a long whip, which can indeed twitch the rotation of the spinning top, but once Qingyun stops transporting, Xiao Luoyi's heart will still become weak, I am afraid that as long as the vitality transmission is broken, it will no longer beat on its own.

"What's going on!"

Qingyun's face was full of doubt, and beads of sweat flowed down his forehead like a waterfall, after all, although this method was a good way to save people, it was as dangerous as a double-edged sword for himself.

If you are not careful, Qingyun will have retrograde spiritual power, and you will eat your own body, and you will be disabled at least and die at worst!