The reason why Yi Buchen was surprised was that Mei Yuanchen's organs and meridians had been severely damaged, according to common sense, nine out of nine should have been killed on the spot, and he could live to this time, and he would not fall down on his own, how could he not be alarmed?

"Qianzhao Sutra" is the supreme internal strength of the Xingge Picking Pavilion, which has been the most valuable martial arts inheritance of the An family for a hundred years, and it is also the "Yijin Sutra" of Kuzen Temple, the "Washing the Pulp Sutra" of Liuturbidity Temple, and the "Pure Yang Wuji Gong" of the Salt Gang.

Those who are "dry" will have a pure yang blazing sky, and those who "shine" will shoot and accumulate heat for a long time.

Cultivating the "Qianzhao Sutra" to the realm of Dacheng, the internal force of the body is like the summer afternoon sun, and those who are subjected to its strength will be hot all over the body and difficult to gather strength, and the flesh and blood of the internal organs will be burned by the scorching sun until the liver and intestines are brittle and die.

Since An Wuyu carried out a sneak attack, he naturally would not have reservations, and the two palms that hit Mei Yuanchen's back used ten successful powers, which can be said to be deeply "killable". It is precisely because of this that after he succeeded, he dared to rest assured that he would join forces with Xie Tianyan to deal with Yi Qilin.

"Even with my cultivation, it is difficult to survive after being hit by these two palms, although that kid's body and sword moves are wonderful, but the internal force is still a little worse, and the plan will not survive. ”

Since he is a man who is about to die, it is certainly not worth the effort to spend on him. At least, that's what An Wuyu thought.

After listening to his grandson's two mutterings, Yi Qilin's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly grabbed Mei Yuanchen's left wrist to take his pulse, his expression became heavier and heavier, and he slowly let go of his hand after more than ten breaths.

"An Wuyu, you have been famous for decades in vain, and you actually attacked a junior behind your back, so shameless!" After diagnosing Mei Yuanchen's injury, Yi Qilin was already extremely angry and angry, although he deliberately lowered his voice, everyone still listened to it word by word.

There are two meanings in his words:

The masked black-clothed man who attacked Mei Yuanchen was An Wuyu, the master of the Star Picking Pavilion;

Mei Yuanchen suffered extremely serious internal injuries.

"Wow~~~" The descendants of the Wind Dart Bureau couldn't help but curse.

An Wuyu, as a martial arts giant who has been famous for many years, sneaked up on a rising junior behind his back, and this kind of behavior is indeed extremely despicable in the rivers and lakes.

"Grandpa, is the 'Qianzhao Sutra' of the Star Pavilion in the far dust? That's troublesome. ”

"No wonder the black-clothed masked man is so strong in martial arts, I didn't expect it to be An Wuyu. Such a master actually secretly carried out a sneak attack, heh... Scold... Even the evil men in the rivers and lakes don't hide their murder like this, he is shameless when he picks up the Star Pavilion?"

"Deputy Xue's hatred must be counted on the head of the Star Picking Pavilion! See you again in the future, we won't leave our hands!"

Yi Qilin didn't seem to hear a word of everyone's words, but when he saw that his eyes were full of regret and helplessness when he looked at Mei Yuanchen... As a master of the same level, of course he knows how powerful An Wuyu is. The old friend has just passed away, and the baby granddaughter's love is not long in life, and this old man, who has always been tough and tough, is already full of sadness.

Mei Yuanchen was so tired that Xue Ding died, it was originally a heart-piercing coolness, but as soon as the two sides stopped, he felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter, and the flesh and blood of his whole body were like being roasted on a torch, but fortunately, there was a true qi that always protected his heart and lungs, ensuring that he was clear and breathing. Sensing that Yi Qilin looked sad after taking his pulse, he comforted him softly: "Senior Yi, life and death are fateful, why worry about it." 360 Literature Network

Seeing that the young man in front of him was so open-minded, Yi Qilin felt even deeper, endured the pain of the injury and smiled bitterly, and sighed: "Alas, I failed to save your father that night, and I always have a stalk in my heart. Knowing that you are in trouble tonight, I thought that even if I took our three old bones, I would keep you safe, but I didn't expect... Alas, that's it! That's it, it's a blessing after all. ”

This young man, appearance, character, martial arts, temperament, and background are all one in a million, and the Mei and Yi families have a lot of origins, and the two young people have always been friends, and they are really a pair of mandarin ducks. If his granddaughter can marry her, it is really an ideal destination, and it will be a matter of his heart.

It's a pity, it's a pity.

"Go back!" Yi Qilin sighed again, helplessly saying that everyone behind him was human.

Yi Buchen knew that Mei Yuanchen was seriously injured, but he was afraid that it would be difficult to walk, so he was half-squatting, and he was going to carry him.

Mei Yuanchen took two steps back and smiled reluctantly: "The eldest prince is polite." ”

Then he said to Yi Qilin: "My master and his old man are in Ruozhou City, and my injury will definitely be cured by his old man." ”

Hearing this, Yi Qilin's eyes lit up, and he said hurriedly: "Oh, if that's the case, let Jiaming and Buchen send you to your master this time." You can't delay this injury, so let's go!"

People who have been in the palm of the "Qianzhao Sutra", even if they are not dead at that time, most of them will eventually die due to dry heat in the body and dehydration of their organs. Although Mei Yuanchen's pulse did not collapse, the heat in his body swam away, and the appearance of blood and dryness gradually formed, which was the precursor to the deterioration of the injury. But he also knows Qing Xuan's ability, not to mention that Mei Yuanchen can still speak at this time, even if the injury is more serious, I believe he can also be cured.

As everyone knows, all internal masters are good at treating internal injuries. With Qingxuan's single-handedly killing into Yinyang City, killing the emperor of the Turkic State and being able to retreat with his whole body, Mei Yuanchen said that he had the ability to reach the sky, and Yi Qilin did not doubt it.

"Those who can create such martial arts masters have the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and I am afraid that they can come back to life. "After seeing the twenty-three swordsmanship and the sword technique, Yi Qilin's respect for Qingxuan has reached the point of being a little stunned.

Mei Yuanchen clenched his fists, and while running the "No Hindrance to His Heart" healing, he used the "Wa Ying" pranayama technique to calm his breath, and said with a wry smile: "Master, his old man has never seen a living. The juniors are just a little lacking in physical strength at this time, and it is estimated that there will be no major problem in half a day. Master, his old man's house is not far away, and he will arrive in half an hour. ”

Qing Xuan's temperament is unknown to the people on the rivers and lakes, but Yi Qilin thought, such masters would not want to see outsiders if they wanted to, otherwise they would not be so rare in the martial arts. If his own people inadvertently touch his taboo, I am afraid it will backfire. He looked sideways at Xue Dingyi, who was supported by Yao Chujiu and a few people, his eyes were slightly wet, and he said softly: "Be careful yourself!"

After Yi Qilin's words were finished, Yi Buchen hurriedly walked to his grandfather's side and supported his left arm, and the group slowly walked in the direction of Xufu.

When the figures of the people in the Wind Dart Bureau gradually disappeared, Mei Yuanchen slowly bent down and picked up a long sword from the ground, and disappeared into the darkness in a few arrow steps.

... ...

After galloping, when Xu Yiye rushed to Hongshi Bay, he still didn't see Mei Yuanchen and the people from the Wind Dart Bureau, but the blood stains on the ground had not congealed, and it was obvious that the injured people here were not far away.

After investigating left and right, Xu Yiye already had a plan in his heart, so he hurried towards the northwest.