Chen Jian hurriedly gently held Bai Jiao's scabbed hand, such a large area, indiscriminate wounds, needed a large amount of muscle pills, he had to rush back to the mansion as soon as possible.

Bai Jiao moved her fingers that were not too flexible, and said softly: "Don't worry, it's no big deal." ”

Now Chen Jianhur's eyes are full of depression, and the feeling of powerlessness runs from the center of his feet to the top door, he doesn't want to wander like a lonely ghost like this in a daze.

He already knew that the extreme west was not as ordinary as he usually saw, but how distorted would it be for a reason for a ninth grade to be willing to fall into an eighth grade?

From Cheng Mian to Wang Chen, and then to Ji Wushuang and Zhu Jingfu on the other side. In the end, even the owner of a weapon shop became a god-like existence in Qizhou. The genius boys I met before who obviously had some ideas and principles would rather play some vulgar tricks.

The Dust Road Sword, which came from buying a shopkeeper Li Jiuzhong, is now in the hands of that young grandmother, no matter how much he lacks his understanding of the extreme west, he also understands that this is not an accident.

In the past, they speculated that the powerful forces regarded the Golden Snake Tribe as a captive cattle and sheep, and the master had the final say in slaughtering and raising. Now, from that Hua Qitong's mouth, the Golden Snake Tribe really seems to be raised, and no one around them is surprised.

From afar, Chen Jianjian could still sense the existence of the blunt sword, as if flesh and blood were connected. And the woman who held the sword in her left hand seemed to be one with the sword, and even more so with the sword.

Sword in the left hand, knife in the right hand!

The formation formed by the thirteen kills was shattered like a devastation, the knife was no longer a knife, and the array was naturally no longer a formation.

Hualing Old Ancestor looked at those killers who were constantly suffering from sword trauma with a little unpleasantness, and for a long time, he didn't have any intention of helping.

The eleven killers had already retreated a hundred steps, but Hua Yuke reversed in an instant when he was sure to win, and the long knife flew out to take Li Ruowu and Hua Qitong directly, and he actually planned to kill more than a dozen eight pins with the power of one person!

Hua Qi and the two of them retreated wildly, and they were not arrogant enough to take on the knife move of the thirteen killings of madness.

Ouyang Huan shook his head and smiled bitterly, for many years, Qizhou still relied on women to charge into battle. The three of them still cared about the trauma they had just suffered from the battle against the Thirteen Killings, and joined the battle group one after another.

Hualing Ancestor's face was sad or joyless, but there was a little more horror in his heart, in just twenty years, the genius of the Seven Emotions had grown so fast. If there are another ten years, it will inevitably return to the peak and re-enter the territory of Iwashu. After thinking about it, he secretly sighed at the short-sightedness of these young masters, and he made such a moth as Yun Yi for no reason, and lost the great opportunity to silently accumulate strength.

"Li Jiudan! It's a pity! The taste of being alone must be very uncomfortable! Those old men are still struggling to guard the Seven Emotions Domain?" Hua Ling asked Li Jiudan pointedly.

Li Jiudan glanced at Hua Ling with some boredom, and ignored the question of knocking on the side, but said to the people who were fighting: "It's a pity, what if there are too many people? Without the support of Jiupin, they are just some local chickens and dogs! How can those who have been high up for many years spend their longevity for no reason for the existence of a few ants?"

How difficult it is to enter the ninth grade, it is extremely difficult to survive for some longevity, and one day is one day less, and there are countless people who have suppressed the realm like Hua Yuke in a masochistic way throughout the ages. Hua Ling, it is even more impossible to damage his own strength for the sake of some Bapin's subordinates, and he just smiled coldly at Li Jiudan's sarcasm: "Thirteen kills, if you cower like this again, I'm afraid that the master will be unhappy! Just kill!"

The thirteen kills each bowed their heads and was silent for a long time, the broken knife slowly fell, beckoned gently, and a knife flew out of the crowd around them.

The killing array changed, surrounding Hua Yuke in the middle.

"Eldest princess, don't fight, let's go quickly! Today, you won't be able to get it back! Before you reach the ninth grade, after all, it is still the eighth grade, and when it comes to our level, the gap will not be too big!" Although the thirteen killings had scruples about Hua Ling's warning, they still persuaded Hua Yuke bitterly.

"Isn't it to deceive me that there is no one in Qizhou? Zhou Tong is to teach the thirteen killing generals the tricks!" A slightly old figure came from under the mountain, it was Zhou Tong, the sect leader of the Beggar Sect.

"Stubborn! The foundation of the Beggar Sect will be destroyed in the hands of you old thing!" Hua Ling saw Zhou Tong and said coldly, "Liu Dezhuang, Gao Yuecheng, the future Beggar Sect, it may be better to hand over the management of the two of you! However, some obstacles always have to be cleared!"

Liu Dezhuang and Gao Yuecheng pondered for a long time, and then they both crossed out of the formation and said to Zhou Daodao: "Sect Master, Huayin Sect has already ordered martial arts, and it is not cost-effective to be angry with that behemoth!"

"Oh, when did those taels in my heart be accounted for as money, or do you have plans to put the moths on Yuanxin's body on you as well?" Zhou Tong's face was sad, and he was extremely disappointed in the two people who stopped him, "My weak temperament has almost destroyed the foundation of the Beggar Sect for many years. ”

The beggar sect, in Qizhou for many years, has experienced a lot of twists and turns, but there are always clans and civilians in the special soil of the Qizhou sects, and there are always clans and civilians who are cornered, and the beggar sect with chivalry as the first recruits talents and grows. The sect became stronger, and power and factions naturally appeared within it, and over time, the six sects of the beggar sect began to be called prominent, and gradually monopolized the high-level passages, and the original intention of establishing a life for the common people had long become a piece of waste paper.

By now, the six sects of the Beggar Sect have become even stronger, and each of them has monopolized cultivation resources to strengthen itself, and the children of the common people have either taken refuge in the Beggar Sect or become cannon fodder, and they no longer have the vitality of the past.

Zhou Tong saw all this, but he was helpless, even if the Zhou family where he was located was against his intention to break the clan barrier. Zhou Tong, who was not strong in the first place, became more and more depressed, and he focused on polishing ruthlessly, and began to turn a blind eye to the things in the sect.

The desire for profit is the gully that those families will never be satisfied with. Since the interests within the sect are not enough, then go outside to grab it. Grab and grab, and in the end it is still fighting for strength.

He had long seen the ambiguity of the Liu family and the Gao family towards Huayinzong, but he did not stop it, or there was no way to stop it.

From the time Gao Yuanxin used the power that had nothing to do with the Beggar Sect, the experience brought by the age when he was about to enter the earth told him that if there was no special opportunity, the genius of the Gao family would be over! I thought that there was only one Gao family, and the situation was not too bad, but I didn't expect Liu Dezhuang to come up to join in the fun

"The stability of the foundation needs to be relied on, and with the big tree of Huayin Sect, the Seven Feelings Sect that has fallen to the extreme can ignore it. If the sect master is strong, he has to think about it. Personal honor and disgrace are small matters, but clan honor and disgrace are big matters!" During the conversation, Liu Dezhuang, who has always been quite kind, suddenly attacked and stabbed Zhou Tong in the throat.

Zhou Tong's face did not change, and his body changed sharply, and when he reached the eighth grade, unless it was a stunt in the world, the general move exercises would not have any meaning at all. Zhou Tong is far better than Liu Dezhuang and the others, but he always takes into account the past feelings when he shoots, and he can't be the courage of a killer, but he is forced to retreat.

Chen Jian was very surprised that the first person to support was the sect master of the Beggar Sect, and the people who stopped the old sect master were all the high-level leaders of the Beggar Sect.

After the thirteen killings burst out into a new battle, they combined with each other and complemented each other, and their power increased several times! Hua Yuke was surrounded by several people, and for a long time, the two sides only fought one move, Hua Yuke's body shape remained unchanged, and he naturally held his head high, but the eleven killers were all with colors on their faces.

Whether the thirteen kills have tried their best, Hua Ling can see it very clearly at a glance, if he doesn't give up this operation as soon as possible, I'm afraid that these dozen masters will explain here. However, at this time, the opportunity is excellent, and it is a good time to greatly suppress the Seven Feelings Sect. What's more, how can the big net that has been prepared for so long be wasted before and after the net is closed?

Hua Lingyan's eyes swept around, and said softly, "Let's make a move!"

Hua Yuke's back suddenly became cold, and the energy around him suddenly changed, and in some places even bloomed with a flower of energy, "It's you! I should have known it a long time ago!"

Zhu Wuji's eyes were full of loss and disbelief.

"Since you say that I have no one here who is willing to self-proclaim and cultivate to save my partner from danger. Then you can see and see. Hua Ling still had a smile when he spoke.