Lin Yi took advantage of the gap between his moments, raised his arm and stabbed, and the tip of the sword passed through the stamen of the flower on Shen Daoyan's chest, and with a pop, it stabbed straight into the flesh and blood.

The disciples present did not dare to speak out, they passively came to arrest people, passively watched a farce, and passively witnessed the defeat of their own master.

No one dared to take half a step forward.

The hidden dragon behind Lin Yi stood in the air like a protective volley, his golden eyes staring at Shen Daoyan fiercely, ready to attack.

And Shen Qianning on the other side saw that her father was seriously injured, she raised her hand and staggered the feet of the nine-foot jade, one turned over and stood up, she raised her hand and hit the nine-foot jade with a spiritual light, and then her toes hit the ground, and jumped towards Shen Daoyan.

However, when she flew halfway, the nine-foot jade stretched her sleeves and shook off the water, and the white jade fan hit Shen Qianning's back with a silver arc, causing her to fall to the ground, bleeding from her mouth and nose.

Then the nine-foot jade stretched out her hand to hold the swirling water, and walked to Shen Qianning's side in a few steps, and the silver edge was on her neck.

Shen Daoyan's body shook for a long time, and then he fell to the ground with a bang, his eyes were round, his throat was coughing up blood, and he stretched out his hand to plug the blood hole in his chest, but to no avail.

The serious injury was not because of the wound, but because of the sword qi that was spreading in the wound, and at this moment, several peonies were growing there scramblingly, delicate and beautiful, as pure red as blood.

Lin Yi held her sword and looked at Shen Daoyan who was constantly twitching on the ground, and suddenly smiled, she walked up to Shen Daoyan, knelt on one knee, leaned closer, and asked him: "Uncle Shen, I know that you have nothing to do with my master's death." ”

She's lying to him.

When Shen Daoyan heard this, his breathing stagnated for a moment, his eyes were torn, but he unexpectedly did not refute anything, but looked at Lin Yi with a little pity, and said, "You, you don't know. ”

It took all his strength to reluctantly piece together such a sentence. After finishing the sentence, the whole person's expression and body were loosened, and they softened, and they already had more air in and less air out.

"Your golden crow can help you ascend to cultivation, this is from the Hehuan Sect. Lin Ke changed direction.

Shen Daoyan didn't know how much she knew, his throat chuckled a few times, he closed his eyes and stopped looking at her, quite an attitude of seeing death as home.

Lin Yi's eyes darkened, and then he slammed his elbow on his chest, reached out and clamped his neck tightly, gritted his teeth, and said, "If you don't say it, I will send your daughter to walk in front of you." ”

Shen Qianning is Shen Daoyan's weakness and his key point.

"Don't think about it, don't want to hurt Ning'er!" he arched up, struggling to get up, but it was only in vain, his movement even involved the wound in his chest, and the blood stained Lin Yi's body.

Lin Yi restrained him expressionlessly, and there was pity in his eyes: "You should know that I have never been a soft-hearted person. ”

Of course Shen Daoyan knew it, so there was a hint of struggle in his expression, and sometimes he had some luck, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally spoke: "Yes, it's Qingping......"

However, even if it was just three words of Qingpingjiao, he couldn't finish it.

I saw that his body suddenly stiffened, his eyes were empty, and then the whole person exploded into a blood mist. Lin Ye's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly turned over and blocked it with his clothes, and the hidden dragon blocked Lin Ye with lightning speed.

Blood was scattered all over the ground, and all the corpses of the cultivators who returned to the Ruins Realm were gone.

"Ah!!" Shen Qianning, who was witnessing everything, let out a high-pitched scream, and then she rushed over with a rolling belt.

However, Shen Daoyan only had one Bi Jue sword left, Shen Qianning picked up the sword on the ground, her eyes were sad, and she raised her head and cried.

Lin Yi stopped looking at her, raised his hand and put the water into the sheath, and then carried Shaohua to the nine-foot jade.

After a few steps, her body staggered a little, and then she stumbled on her feet and almost fell to the ground. Seeing this, the nine-foot jade turned over and stopped the water, and walked over quickly to support her.

It's just that he was in a hurry, and after holding Lin Ye, one of them didn't stand firmly, and the two fell to the ground together, with the nine-foot jade cushion underneath, holding Lin Ye in his arms steadily, for fear that she would bump into it.

Jiuchiyu lowered her head to look at Lin Yi who was frowning in her arms, and asked, "What's uncomfortable?"

"I'm in so much pain. Lin Yi's eyes were a little wandering, she opened her mouth, and said in a dumb voice.

Immediately after, a scar suddenly cracked in the center of her eyebrows, and the scar was still extending, snaking all the way from the center of her eyebrows to her jaw, and there was faint blood seeping out.

Obviously, the impact caused by the golden crow was only a little behind, and it was not as easy as Lin Yi had just thought.

She was lying in the arms of the nine-foot jade in such a daze, her spiritual sense seemed to have fallen into a fire pit, and the fire scorched every inch of her skin and spiritual veins, and she couldn't escape, and she couldn't break free.

Seeing that she had lost consciousness, Jiuchiyu was a little flustered.

Zhang Chuang greeted him at this time, he came closer, and after glancing at Lin Ye, he hurriedly said: "This fellow Daoist, please protect the heart of Lin Ye Mountain Lord, I will go to Shennong Peak to invite the senior sisters to come over." ”

He ran as fast as he could, and with a little foot on his feet, Edgeworth was gone.

The disciples next to him were still far away, neither daring to step forward nor leaving, and Dou Weiming had already walked to Shen Qianning's side, he knelt on the ground and stretched out his hand to hold her.

"Ning'er, don't cry, I'm still here. Dou Weiming called her affectionately and boldly.

Shen Qianning turned her head to look at him, her expression was already a little stupid, she was stunned, her sword eyebrows widened, and she said, "You go away, don't make noise to my father, my father is sleeping!"

Dou Weiming didn't dare to speak against her, so he said kindly: "Okay, I'll stand farther away, don't be afraid." ”

After he really moved a little farther away, Shen Qianning lowered his head again, stroked Bi Jue's sword with his fingers, and looked nostalgic.

After the nine-foot jade eyes sent Zhang Chuang away, he lowered his head and looked at Lin Yi in his arms.

He held Lin Yi's face with one hand, and held her wrist with the other, and the spiritual power of the palm continued to flow into her body, waiting until the spiritual power rotated for a week, and then drove the spiritual power to protect her heart and veins from external objects.

"Hold on, Ash. He whispered, hoping she could hear.

However, Zhang Chuang's trip is most of the day.

Lin Yi's robe became wet, full of her sweat, at this time her eyes were closed, her face was flushed, her lips were chapped, and her breath was almost nothing.

And the nine-foot jade holding her was not much better, Lin Ye's body was like a hole that could not be filled, no matter how much spiritual power he invested, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without any waves.

If it weren't for the rhythm that still beats in her chest, Nine Feet Jade would have thought she was going to lose her.

When the sun was setting, a disciple took the lead in pointing to the sky and shouting, "Senior Brother Zhang Chuang is back!"

Everyone turned their heads to look, but there was no one behind Zhang Chuang, and he didn't bring back the doctor.