Bai Yun originally just wanted to use internal force to block the meridians and stop the bleeding injury slightly, but he never expected to completely stop the bleeding in an instant, and the deep visible bone wound was itchy and unbearable like being crawled and bitten by ants, and it was like a fire burning sensation numb and painful, and then the wound coagulated and scabbed at a speed visible to the naked eye, Bai Yun realized that this was the healing of the wound, although he was taken aback, but he had vaguely guessed that this was inseparable from the great inaction.

Thousands of thoughts are rushing like an ocean, but he can't be allowed to dig deep into his thoughts, and there is a qi machine bursting out aggressively, Bai Yun looked up, Nangong Xiao Yiyi was swaying, black silk was dancing, and there was a dense qi machine like needle and thread floating around his body.

Nangong Xiao Yi sneered: "The swordsmanship of Jixia Mountain is really the best in the world, and I, Nangong Xiao Yi, think that it is not as good." ”

Bai Yun tore off a strip of cloth from the placket of his clothes, tied it to his bloody arm, and said with a surprising smile: "Just a moment of the moon, you have jumped from the Tiancheng Realm to the Middle Realm, why not?"

At first, the white-faced boy did not intend to answer this question, but he never dared to compliment him, or that he had a reason to let a dying man know the whole truth, and his gaze was gloomy and creepy: "Thanks to you, otherwise how could I have jumped into the realm so quickly?"

"Oh, by the way, and that Mu Zhitao. Nangong Xiao Yi's face became more and more gloomy.

"Thanks to me?" Obviously, Bai Yun couldn't read the deep meaning behind this sentence.

Nangong Xiao Yi's cheeks twitched, and he sneered: " It's really ridiculous, the lord of the Leng clan just said that my Nangong clan climbed the high branch of the Tianlong Society, not for the purpose of reviving the Mo family, but for his own ambitions, I really can't imagine that even the dignified Bun Xia Mountain will have an affair with the Tianlong Society, if the battle in the bamboo forest is not for Mu Zhitao's intention to stir up the situation, you will never have the opportunity to stand here, I thought that Mu Zhitao was talking, but how did she go back and play right and wrong, Mu Changsheng was angry because of my private acquisition of the ice soul, and forcibly forced me to eat the secret medicine, this kind of secret medicine and the same reason as cutting off children and grandchildren, can make me ascend to the realm overnight, and can also make my life's martial arts practice end here, and there is no longer the possibility of a foot and a half to move forward。 ”

Bai Yun was dumbfounded, the Heavenly Dragon Society actually had such a secret medicine that was a hundred times more poisonous and a thousand times more vicious than cutting off people's meridians and wasting people's kung fu, and he was speechless for a while.

The white-faced boy changed his elegant demeanor, gritted his teeth and said: "I knew this was the case, even if Mu Zhitao was Mu Changsheng's daughter? ”

"You say Mu Zhitao is the daughter of the leader of the Heavenly Dragon Society?" Bai Yun lost his soul, and the face of the prosperous world kept passing through his heart, and the two people who could not have intersected seemed to open a galaxy star lake in an instant.

Nangong Xiao Yi, whose face was like white jade, smiled, and said in a strange manner: "Are you in such a hurry to get rid of the relationship with the Tianlong Society?" If she hadn't saved your life, you would have been burned into ashes by my Xuanjia and sprinkled into the Yangtze River, if I were you, I wouldn't be a disciple of the Bun Xia Mountain, I understand, you are relying on the ice soul in your hands, and you treat yourself as a fragrant and shining gold, so why don't you just go and be the son-in-law of the door surnamed Mu, the Tianlong Society is such a big courtyard, you still have no place to shine for you?"

Bai Yun scolded angrily: "Nangong Xiao Yi, you are talking nonsense!"

"Nonsense?" Nangong Xiao Yi thought for a while and continued: "Oh, or is it just you who has an affair with the Tianlong Society, and you have nothing to do with Bunxia Mountain?

Dou Changan, who was watching the fire from the other side, yawned, probably impatiently waiting, and said angrily: "Nangong Xiao'er, your posture is quite frightening, but you have never finished it, and a lot of long speeches have made Lao Tzu's ears calloused, can you still fight?"

"Senior, don't be in a hurry, wait for me to take the ice soul first, and then clean up the portal for Jixia Mountain, so that this kid can see Lord Yama. Nangong Xiao Yi said unhurriedly, with great confidence.

Dou Changan disagreed, his face full of ridicule.

Before the words fell, Nangong Xiao Yi forced out his whole body's qi and pulled onions on dry land.

At the moment of the great enemy, Bai Yun is rarely calm.

Da Wuwei floated through every inch of his body, and Bai Yun merged his human swords at this moment, meticulously cutting out the first seven styles of the Eight Swords of the Falling Dust.

One after another, the arc-shaped sword qi with momentum like a rainbow flew out, and Nangong Xiao Yi, who was attacking in the air, seemed to have become a moving target, the sword qi continued to wipe, and he let out one wail after another.

The sword aura is domineering, the white-faced boy's robe is tattered, scattered, every sword of the dusty swordsmanship goes deep into the flesh, blood splashes, like a spring breeze and drizzle, and finally Nangong Xiao Yi, who is covered in scaly wounds, falls violently, like a wild goose with folded wings.

Bai Yun was surprised, there was a look of joy on his face that could not be concealed, and he kept recalling every sword that Shicai was preoccupied with slashing, and he cleaned up his mind a little, looking at the middle-aged man with his back against the banyan tree, this time, Dou Changan stretched out a thumb without hesitation.

Bai Yun tried to approach Nangong Xiao Yi in the mudflat, but a scarlet armor burning with raging flames fell from the sky and landed in front of Nangong Xiao Yi who was drenched in blood.

Bai Yun's eyebrows gathered, and he immediately raised his spirits, but the golden armor that covered the ground with golden light followed closely behind the fire armor, like a mountain falling in front of him, facing the two sides of the fire armor that was raging.

A slender figure flashed out, it was the beautiful maid in gorgeous clothes.

"Plant melons and get melons, plant beans and get beans, you Nangong Xiao Yi is full of bad water, are you really not afraid of planting an eighteen-layer hell?" The maid in the costume stood side by side with the golden armor, but she glanced at Bai Yun, who was injured in the arm, and said, "If you want to grab the ice soul, first step over this golden armor!"

It was probably that the two Xuanjia were too conspicuous, and more than ten disciples of the Nangong clan saw Nangong Xiao Yi fall in a pool of blood, and swept over in unison, and the guards were on the left and right of Nangong Xiao Yi.

The fire armor suddenly extinguished the flames, Nangong Xiao Yi staggered to stand up with the fire armor, there was a shocking bright red blood scar on his face, he wiped the blood on his lips, and directly ignored the maid in gorgeous clothes, like a hideous beast, gritted his teeth and said to Bai Yun: "You have such ability, why don't you use it in the bamboo forest?"

Bai Yun didn't know how to answer, and slowly lowered his hand that raised the Divine Sword. There is the foundation of the world's first internal strength of the Great Wuwei Floating Life Decision, and then the Eight Swords of the Falling Dust are indeed amazing, but he still can't understand why he is obviously in the lower realm of the strings, but he can burst out with a power far beyond the lower realm of the strings, is it possible that this is the power of the Great Wuwei Floating Life Decision?

Nangong Xiao Yi's gaze fell gloomily on Dou Chang'an, and then he suddenly realized that he had been played thoroughly by a monkey, and said in a deep tone: "It turns out that there is a master to guide him." ”

Dou Changan looked innocent, and his demeanor was extremely prelude: "Things can be eaten indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense, don't beat people and just lose your face, you can see it clearly, I have been watching the play under the banyan tree, where is there any master's guidance, I am clearer than the yellow flower girl, besides, the two masters are still fighting inseparably." After that, he pointed to Leng Qinghan and Nangong Langyue who were fighting on the roof of the tile.

Nangong Xiao Yi snorted weakly and said to Bai Yun, "You wait, I will come again sooner or later to retrieve the Ice Soul." ”

Under the guards of a group of Nangong clan disciples and the fire armor, Nangong Xiao Yi withdrew from the melee and left the battlefield of Lengfu.

Nangong Langyue saw that Nangong Xiao Yi was injured and retreated, there were waves on his face, Leng Qinghan took advantage of Nangong Langyue's distraction, the green snake sword broke out of his sleeve, stabbed Nangong Langyue in the shoulder like Tang Woxue, and then turned his wrist, wanting to stir up a hole in Nangong Langyue's shoulder.

Nangong Langyue grabbed the blade of the green snake with his bare hands when he couldn't make a move, and blood continued to ooze from his fingertips.

The two of them seemed to be expressionless, but in fact, the undercurrent was surging.

Leng Qinghan took a half step and wanted to turn over in the air, and stirred it up together with Nangong Langyue's palm, but Nangong Langyue grabbed the blade of the sword and didn't let Leng Qinghan move for half a minute.

Nangong Langyue let out a loud shout, grabbed the blade of the sword and threw it back violently, throwing Leng Qinghan and the Green Snake Sword away together.

Boom! Leng Qinghan crashed straight into the half-collapsed main hall, but the momentum still did not slow down, like throwing stones into the lake until the bottom of the lake, the front head crashed into the main hall, and the back tumbled and flew out to stop the momentum.

Nangong Langyue didn't care about the fleshy palm at all, and jumped down in the air, the blade shining, wanting to turn defeat into victory.

Leng Qinghan's reaction was like a touching bowstring, and he immediately withdrew to greet him with a green snake, and the blue light was volleying into the air, reflecting the entire night sky thoroughly.

Whether it was the Leng Clan disciple or the Nangong disciple in the fierce battle, they all kept fighting and looked at the sky sluggishly.

The blue light swept over and cut off one of the arms of the blue-robed man.

A heart-rending scream resounded throughout the entire Immortal Town.

With a loud bang, the blue-robed and flowing Nangong Clan Mansion Lord fell heavily to the ground, planting a deep pit in the ground.

The cold dragonfly dotted the water, and as the blue robe fell, he used the green snake against Nangong Langyue's throat, his face was cold.

At this moment, Nangong Langyue was completely arrogant, and he was dying, and the long sword with blue light was tightly pressed against his throat.

Nangong Langyue used that bloody palm to grab the other bloodstained empty sleeve, pointed to his throat again, and smiled surprisingly calmly: "Come, a sword will stab down from here." ”

Leng Qinghan was unmoved, and the green snake sword never retreated half an inch.

The blue-robed man became more and more crazy, his eyes were red, and he said, "Don't forget the rules set by the ancestors, the Leng clan and the Nangong clan will never kill each other. But it's okay, the Leng clan Nangong clan is like a forest bird, anyway, you have removed one of my arms, and I have become a complete waste, you, who are the lord of the Leng clan, might as well understand me with a sword, give me a good time, so that I can go down and talk to the ancestors of the Mo family, how majestic you are Leng Qinghan, and the revival of the Mo family is hopeful. ”

After Nangong Langyue was cut off by Leng Qinghan, the realm went straight down, and it was almost impossible to enter the Taifeng realm from now on.

Knowing that the blue-robed man's words were a radical method, Leng Qinghan withdrew the green snake sword, turned around and said indifferently: "It was born from the same root, why is it too anxious to fry each other, take your group of Nangong clan disciples out of the cold mansion." ”

At this moment, Nangong Langyue looked at the cold back, her eyes were gloomy, and her mind was in a trance.

At this moment, a jet-black broadsword pierced through his heart from behind, and the blue-robed man fell to the ground.

Leng Qinghan turned around when he heard the sound, only to see the blue-robed man with a broken arm lying in a pool of blood.