After listening to Qiu Yixuan's explanation, the fog in Han Sanbao's heart finally gradually cleared.

In the past half a month, Qiu Yixuan has gradually adapted to the new world, and slowly walked out of the haze in his heart, concentrating on healing the injuries of several people, and at the same time refining the antidote to the poison of the Feathered Serpent, hoping to remove the poison on Qiu Yixuan's body.

At noon today, the big boss found her and said that there was a problem with the condolence group and asked her to take care of Han Sanbao's safety.

After listening to this, she was shocked, and when she went to the kitchen to boil medicine, she accidentally found a piece of mulberry paper in the stove, which was stained with some medicine.

When the big boss doesn't drink, his IQ is as high as 'two hundred,' and when he heard it, he had a way to deal with it, and asked her to temporarily refine some antidote to drunken immortals.

The antidote to Drunken Immortal Powder was not difficult to refine, and it only took Qiu Yixuan half an hour to refine a small bottle.

The big boss took the medicine and left in a hurry.

As for what happened next, she didn't know very well.

But it is enough, the biggest mystery in Han Sanbao's heart is solved, and as for the rest of the things, with the IQ of the big boss, it is completely reasonable.

"How are Miss Lu and Brother Qiu's injuries?" Han Sanbao asked worriedly.

"Wei Han's ribs on the left side are all broken, fortunately he was treated in time, and he has no worries about his life, and he can be healed after a month or two of rest, as for his brother, he ......"

Qiu Yixuan said, his face darkened, "His legs are broken, but it's not a big deal, it's just that the poison of the feathered snake is deep in his heart, eroding him all the time, if it weren't for his advanced cultivation, he would have ...... long ago."

Han Sanbao asked, "You haven't refined the antidote yet?"

Qiu Yixuan shook his head and said, "It's a taste of medicinal herbs." ”

"What medicine?"

"Tick ambergris. ”

"What's that?"

"It's a demon beast that lives in the bath, and it's powerful. The venom of the feathered serpent is quite troublesome, and it is impossible to solve it unless it is a tick and a dragon's saliva. ”

"Understood, I'll fetch it when I'm done here. ”

Qiu Yixuan glanced at him a few times, his eyes were a little strange, and he didn't speak after all.

The two followed the sound of the fight and came to the back mountain.

Feng Wuyan and Yue Jingtian are fighting inseparably.

The wind is boundless, a branch, a sword in the left hand, and the sword qi is vertical and horizontal.

Yue Jingtian folded the fan and inserted it into the back collar, holding a white jade pipa, ten fingers slender, pressing the strings with his left hand and plucking the strings with his right hand, and playing a song of heaven between the ten fingers.

Yuelou pipa, a must in the rivers and lakes, the sound makes the heartstrings, and the sound calms the soul.

To the ears of Han Sanbao and Qiu Yixuan, it was a heavenly sound, but it fell in the ears of Feng Wuyan, but it was a deadly magic sound.

Obviously, the wind is falling.

"Lao Feng, you're too inferior, do you want to help?"

Han Sanbao Peiyuan's early cultivation was already considered a master, and he made fun of the endless wind, which was extremely confident.

"Go to the side, look at my old style boundless sword. ”

Feng Wuya said, the branch in his hand trembled suddenly, and his momentum was instantly three points fierce.

Yue Jingtian glanced at Qiu Yixuan, his posture was wonderful, concave and convex, his appearance was even more beautiful and refined, his big watery eyes were particularly cute, and his heart trembled, "What a beautiful woman." ”

When he first went up the mountain, although he heard Erhuzi say that there were two young women who looked like fairies on the mountain, he didn't see them.

Sedum destroys flowers, and is boastful.

He loves beauty and understands beauty better.

The slim woman is the best, and she is among the things he will destroy.

"Dead nature does not change. ”

Feng Wuya snorted coldly, and when he was slightly distracted and the magic sound was slightly relaxed, a sword stabbed up, and the sword flower rolled, like a wave hitting a stone.

Yue Jingtian's face changed, he hurriedly gathered his mind, and retreated, with long hair, but a few were cut off.

He was not angry, and said with an evil smile: "Wind is boundless, how about a discussion?" Let the woman and I have a drink, and I will immediately turn around and go down the mountain. ”

He is handsome and extraordinary, and a pipa is even more tugging.

Qiu Yixuan was fascinated by himself, and when he heard this, he suddenly changed color, and said, "The prodigal son." ”

Yue Jingtian smiled charmingly, turned his head and asked, "Don't you dare to ask the girl's name, can you have a marriage match?"

Qiu Yixuan's face turned red and he stomped his feet in anger.

Han Sanbao pursed his lips, quite disdainful. As soon as I came up, I asked people if the little girl had a marriage match, wasn't it boring to be bored?

"The first style of the boundless sword, the sword has no regrets. ”

Feng Wuya shouted, the sword momentum was sharp, and a sword pierced Yue Jingtian's eyebrows.

That was his answer.

The momentum of direct stabbing is the most ordinary sword move, but when he uses it, the momentum is amazing, and the indomitable aura is intimidating.

Yue Jingtian was busy concentrating and calming down, his ten fingers quickly plucked the five strings, and his voice sank, and a breath as dignified as a mountain and as deep as the sea rushed out of his face, and he could faintly see a piece of energy turning into countless swords, slashing towards the wind.

"The second style of the boundless sword, the sword sweeps the red dust. ”

The momentum of the wind suddenly changed, and it was changed to sweep.

The sword is skillful and smart, and it is generally won by tricky and flexible skills, such a wide opening and closing, and the sweeping of a thousand jun is mostly a common move in the knife technique.

But with this sweep, he swept out an arc-shaped sword qi, smashing everything along the way, and it came with a bang.

Yue Jingtian's expression changed, and he jumped up, and the sword qi slashed under his feet, cutting out a hole in the clouds and mist in the distance.

Han Sanbao's heart was broken, he knew that the Boundless Sword was so powerful, and he had to fight to the death if he said anything, so let him teach himself no matter what.

"The third style of the Boundless Sword, the sword demon destroys the gods. ”

Feng Wuya suddenly bounced up, and his entire thin body suddenly spun up like a spinning top, with an extremely fast speed, like an evil dragon going out to sea and a dragon ascending to the sky, turning into a streamer and hitting out.

Good sword!

Han Sanbao secretly applauded, and Qiu Yixuan's eyes also lit up.

Yue Jingtian faced this sword, and for the first time, he showed a solemn expression, and slapped his palm on the jade pipa.

Airplanes!!

A burst sound, like thunder in spring, sonic boom around the field, a visible wave of air, bombarded out in front of itself.

Boom!!

The two of them flew back more than ten feet at the same time.

After the wind fell to the ground, his face changed suddenly, and he suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and the branches in his hands had already been shattered.

Yue Jingtian's face was also solemn, the jade pipa in his hand was broken, and he said solemnly: "You are not as good as before." Seventeen years ago, you cut off my three strings. ”

Feng Wuya's face was pale, his thin body was swaying in the wind, and he seemed to be about to fall at any time, muttering to himself, "Yuelou Pipa...... Yuelou Pipa ......"

Suddenly, he used his hand as a knife, and with a pop, he cut off his entire right arm, and blood splattered.

Han Sanbao couldn't stop it, he was shocked, and hurriedly rushed over to support him, and said angrily: "You are crazy!"

Feng Wuya smiled miserably, "The price of failure." ”

Yue Jingtian sneered: "The wind is boundless, it's easy to calculate, your right hand has long been abolished, and cutting it off is just to remove the waste, when I am so easy to fool?"

Han Sanbao glared angrily and shouted, "Lewd thief, deceive people too much. ”

As he spoke, he punched over.

Ben Lei fist, punch out like thunder.

Qiu Yixuan held Feng Wuya instead of him, and hurriedly stopped the bleeding in his right arm.

Yue Jingtian's face was solemn.

Xiuzhen is extremely mysterious to him, but he has only heard the elders talk about it by chance, and he has never seen what his specific strength is.

What is the strength of this cultivator in front of him?

The flickering punch of the arc seemed to say it all.

The white jade pipa has one string broken, and only four strings are left, and it is no longer possible to play the complete tune. But Yuelou Pipa, is it a false name?

Is it true......

Just let me Yue Jingtian come and meet you.