Blood, death, coldness, they were all filled with Xiao Yueming's bloodstained body, seeing him kneeling on one knee, his chest had broken several ribs under the blow of the Flying Tiger's ten successful strength, and it was deeply dented, every difficult gasp brought unimaginable pain, thick scarlet blood vomited out of his mouth as if he didn't want money, Xiao Yueming slowly raised his lowered head, only to see that his eyes were already bloodshot, and red stained his face.

The strength of the top second-rate is extraordinary, it is by no means comparable to the current Xiao Yueming, the two have only fought more than 100 moves, Xiao Yueming has lost eighty percent of his strength, but around this, Qing Yuan has always been holding it tightly in his hand, even if he was hit by the backer of the flying tiger and flew out, he still did not leave his sword, the sword was the dignity of a swordsman, and if he lost his sword, he lost his arrogance.

Xiao Yueming's injury is really serious, the broken ribs have been inserted into the lungs, every breath is a kind of inhuman torture, forcibly lifting the internal force to protect the internal organs, because of excessive blood loss, Xiao Yueming's vision is a little hazy, everything that enters the eyes seems to be covered with a thin layer of white mist.

Shaking his head, Xiao Yueming wanted to mention the internal force of the dantian and fight to the death with the flying tiger, but the internal force of the dantian was originally like a small storm, and under the fierce fight between him and the flying tiger, there was not much left, supporting the ground with one hand, Xiao Yueming finally staggered to his feet after several struggles.

Even though he was injured, Xiao Yueming's eyes still exuded a sharp and calm gaze, and he had the sword intent cultivation of the superb realm of human and sword integration, bringing a rock-solid martial arts heart.

The conversation between Fang Feihu and Bai Lian, Xiao Yueming heard it clearly:

"They are the Four Saints of the Ancient Mountain, how do you hear this name a little familiar?"

Looking at the two flying tigers who were slowly walking towards him, Xiao Yueming's gaze swept over their left ear, such a strange left ear, Xiao Yueming had already discovered this eye-catching feature, combined with the conversation of the man with iron arm guards, his heart was suddenly clear:

"I thought about it, when I first followed Sister Muyin to the island eight years ago, she once said that when she was young, she and Xu Heng wandered the rivers and lakes, and for some reason offended the four saints of the ancient mountain, and were chased and killed by the four people, and finally discovered the Black Maple Island, and practiced swordsmanship on the island painstakingly, and after the swordsmanship was successful, she did not kill these four people, but cut off one of each person's left ears as punishment. ”

Thinking of this, the corners of Xiao Yueming's blood-stained mouth couldn't help but put a wry smile on it, and she felt a little helpless in her heart:

"Sister Muyin, there is a cycle of cause and effect in heaven and earth, okay, people can't beat you, so you have to sprinkle your resentment on your apprentice. ”

Feihu looked at Xiao Yueming, who was bowed and covered in blood, with a wry smile in his eyes, and immediately raised his iron fist, and said with a hideous expression:

"Good boy, death is dying, and you laugh out loud, it seems that grandpa asked you to consider what way to die, and you haven't thought about it yet, then grandpa will choose it for you!"

Xiao Yueming's red eyes stared at the flying tiger tightly, seeing that he was not afraid, but said indifferently:

"Needless to say, since ancient times, I have become a king and defeated a king, today my Xiao Yueming skills are not as good as others, and I died in the hands of the four saints of your ancient mountain, in the future, there will be reincarnation in the way of heaven, since the number of lives is so far, what is there to fear!"

"Okay! Eighteen years ago, Chang Mu Yina Sao's mother was ruthless and cut off the left ear of our four saints of Gushan, and today I Feihu will smash your boy's skull with my fist, this grievance is over!"

After Feihu said that, the strong internal force burst out, and he swung his fist with all his strength, seeing that this fist with a strong wind, it slammed straight into Xiao Yueming's forehead!

The power of the Flying Tiger's punch is so terrifying, even the solid wood wall of the corridor has been smashed out of a half-human-high hole, if this iron fist falls on Xiao Yueming's forehead, it will inevitably explode like a watermelon.

Looking at the iron fist of the flying tiger at eye level, its speed and power are so fast, even the air is like a stirring stream of water, with bursts of ripples, sitting still, but it is by no means Xiao Yueming's character, the tip of the sword is pointed at the ground, and the palm holding the hilt of the sword oozes fine sweat stains, even if he knows that even if he fights with all his strength regardless of his life, he will still die in the hands of the flying tiger, but Xiao Yueming has to try his best, if he accepts defeat and accepts his fate, he will not meet the four saints of Gushan today, he has long been cowered on Black Maple Island, and after five years, he will break his soul and poison his hair, and wait for death comfortably.

The fist was getting closer and closer, and just as Xiao Yueming's eyes were slightly condensed, and he was about to brazenly draw out his sword, Feihu's fist stopped abruptly.

"Wait, fourth!"

The fist was only two inches away from Xiao Yueming's forehead, and Xiao Yueming's sight was almost completely occupied by the iron fist of the flying tiger, and the strong air flow brought up blew up the scattered hair.

Feihu put away his fist suspiciously, looked at Bai Lian who was standing beside him, and said puzzledly:

"Second child, what's wrong with you, why don't you let grandpa smash this kid's braincase, is it possible that you see this kid is handsome, and you can't get lustful?"

Bai Lian's beautiful eyes glanced at the flying tiger fiercely, and then the teeth lightly opened:

"This kid's life will be taken sooner or later, if I let him go, how can I be worthy of the hatred of our four saints of Gushan?"

Bai Lianyu's hand slowly rubbed her white chin and came up with a good idea:

"Wouldn't it be too cheap to kill him like this? Why don't you feed him the Hundred Days Heartbreaking Pill first, and then slowly torture and ravage him?"

As soon as these words came out, the boss of the flying tiger's eyes widened, and when he saw him, he laughed loudly:

"Hahaha, yes, yes, this tortures people, or your enchantress Bailian has a hand. ”

Hu Wei and Huangfu Lou stood calmly in the dilapidated guest room, and when they heard Bai Lian's words, Huangfu Lou tightened the folding fan around Er Mazi's neck, and then slowly spoke:

"Brother Xiao, it's better to obediently take a hundred days of heartbreaking, otherwise I just need to push him lightly, and his neck will be opened with a bloody hole. ”

Er Mazi had a bitter face, but he definitely couldn't let Xiao Yueming take the poison, and saw him shouting heartbreakingly:

"Brother Xiao, my second Mazi has a brother like you, and I will be content in this life, you go quickly, don't fall for them, eat poison!"

Su Lan was speechless at this time, seeing that her hair was scattered, her beautiful eyes were full of pain, she bit her red lips tightly, and kept shaking her head.

Bai Lian took out the porcelain bottle from the placket of her clothes, and then poured out a Hundred Days Heartbroken Heart Pill and put it in Xiao Yueming's palm.

"If you don't eat him, your brother and sweetheart will die. ”

Bai Lian looked at Xiao Yueming with interest, wanting to see how he decided.

In the palm of the hand full of blood stains, there was a yellow pill the size of a mung bean lying quietly, Xiao Yueming's eyes looked at Er Mazi and Su Lan who kept shaking their heads towards him, and he already had a method in his heart:

"I don't know what secrets Su Lan overheard about the four saints of Gushan, the four of them are all top second-rate masters, if they want to rescue Brother Mazi and Su Rong head-on, it is no less difficult than going to Qingtian, if I don't eat it, my life will not be guaranteed, and now I have to swallow this poison first, and then make other plans." ”

Staring at the pill in his hand, Xiao Yueming swallowed it without hesitation, and his heartbreak was scattered in his abdomen, only to feel that the internal force in the dantian was actually sealed, Xiao Yueming's face couldn't help but condense.

Seeing Xiao Yueming's solemn expression, Bai Lian brushed her red lips and chuckled:

"Do you feel that the internal force is all sealed? My 100-day heart-breaking pill can make the internal force of the warrior all silent, and completely become a useless waste, if there is no antidote after 100 days, you and your little lover will burst out and die together, and it feels very romantic to think about it. ”

Looking at Bai Lian's somewhat sickly smile, Xiao Yue secretly mobilized the little internal force left in her body, but she was not sealed as Bai Lian said, but there was about one-tenth of the internal force, which could flow smoothly in her body.

There was an abnormality in the body, Xiao Yueming looked at the whole body without changing his face, and controlled the only internal force to flow slowly in the acupoints around the body, only to see that the medicinal power of the Hundred Days Heartbreaking Pill attached to the body was suppressed by an external force, and it was decomposing at an extremely slow speed, Xiao Yueming's heart was immediately clear:

"It seems that the soul breaking poison in my body, under the misfortune, has limited the toxicity of the hundred days of broken hearts, and now there is still a weak internal force available, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune. ”

The toxicity of the Hundred Days Heartbreak Pill invaded Xiao Yueming's body, just like the territory of the Broken Soul Poison was violated, the toxicity of this Broken Soul Poison was peculiar and very spicy, as the so-called one mountain does not allow two tigers, the former as an invader, the Broken Soul Poison will naturally not let it go, from a certain point of view, Xiao Yueming can be said to be invasive, but the price is too great.

The toxicity of the Hundred Days Heartbreak Pill did not really control Xiao Yueming, this is his biggest hole card, and it is also the root of the Jedi turnaround, after Xiao Yueming swallowed the poison, he saw that his eyes were calm, and his face did not change.

Er Mazi and Su Lan saw Xiao Yueming swallowing the poison without hesitation, and they couldn't help but feel cold in their hearts, and their faces were like ashes.

Bai Lian took a step forward, unloaded the Qingyuan long sword in Xiao Yueming's hand, and took it along with the scabbard on his back, although he was unwilling, but now that he was controlled by others, he had to obey, Bai Lian's slender jade hand reached into Xiao Yueming's placket, rummaging at the same time, he did not forget to throw a flattering glance and take the opportunity to violate.

Xiao Yueming only had about six thousand taels of silver tickets in his arms, and half a jade pendant left by Xiao Li, so there was nothing else, Feihu picked up the package on the ground, opened it and rummaged through, in addition to some clothes, there was also a scroll given by the string elder, Feihu played with it in his hand, but he didn't know what it was for, so he threw it into the package again.

The four saints of Gushan are old rivers and lakes, and they turned Xiao Yueming's whole body up and down, for fear that he had hidden some hidden poison, and in his underwear, Bai Lian reached out and rummaged inside and out, and after making sure that it was safe, he was willing to give up.