Chapter 137: White Occurrence (Four More Requests for Subscription)

This scene was so shocking that the arm holding the big sword was cut off and smashed heavily on the ground, making several people's hearts tremble. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The strength of the remnants almost suffocated them, but it was such a character who could run rampant in the world, and at this time, an arm was cut off, or an arm with a sword, who would believe it?

Remnant Que himself also widened his eyes, as if he could not accept this fact, and did not come back to his senses for a long time.

Ye Qingguan coughed up a mouthful of blood, a little pity, obviously aiming at the heart of the remnant, but in the end, he was still dodged by the other party, and only one arm was cut off.

"Ah!" After a long time, the remnants came back to their senses, the pain in the broken arm made him feel incomparable shame, one of the eight dignified Xuanjian, spanning the rivers and lakes for twenty years, let alone meeting, just hearing the name, I'm afraid many people will flee from the wind.

But now, a hairy boy in his early twenties actually cut off one of his arms, how can he be ashamed and how not to be angry?

"I want you dead!" Remnant Que let out a beast-like roar, the murderous aura in his heart climbed to the peak, picked up the big sword in his left hand, and rushed towards Ye Qingguan.

Ye Qingguan shouted at Su Xiaobai and the others: "Block him for a while, I can still send a sword, and I will definitely be able to kill him this time!"

Hearing Ye Qingguan's words, Han Yue and the three of them struggled to stand up, desperately trying to hold back the footsteps of the remnants, but when the remnants heard this, the figure that rushed out paused for life, watching Ye Qingguan take out the ancient sword behind him, and formed the sword mark again, and the hairs on his body stood up again.

He's scared! He's really scared!

Han Yue and the others were already at the end of their crossbows, but the right arm he used with his sword was also cut off, if they tried their best, it would not be a problem to hold him for a while, and at that time, if Ye Qingguan was sending out a killing sword, he would definitely be unable to resist.

Seeing the change in Ye Qingguan's handprint, the remnants forcibly suppressed the killing intent in their hearts, and said word by word: "Ye Qingguan, I remember you!"

After speaking, he picked up his severed arm, turned around and disappeared into the mountain forest.

Seeing that he finally walked away, after waiting for half an hour, Ye Qingguan let out a sigh of relief, his tense mind finally relaxed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

"Little leaves. Su Xiaobai limped to Ye Qingguan's side, supporting his body that was about to fall, his eyes were full of worry.

"Get out of here. Ye Qingguan said this sentence with spirit, and the other three also knew that they could not stay here for a long time, so they chose a direction and went into the dense forest.

It was not until late evening that the four of them stopped.

Su Xiaobai helped Ye Qingguan to sit down gently, but saw that Ye Qingguan coughed up several mouthfuls of blood in a row, with a hint of blackness.

"Your hair ......" Xu Hongli suddenly noticed something, covered his mouth and exclaimed.

Su Xiaobai's eyes also widened, and he saw Ye Qingguan's few strands of dark and thick hair, which turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was indescribably terrifying.

But Ye Qingguan's eyes were dark, and he completely fainted.

This time the injury was too serious, and he fought hard with the remnants of Que for hundreds of moves, his bones were about to fall apart, his internal organs shook, and he suffered a lot of internal injuries, and then he used a sword to punish his heart, which consumed several drops of the purest heart and blood, and the stubborn disease that was originally cured suddenly appeared, like the last straw that decided his fate, completely swallowing him.

In the final analysis, his stubborn illness is not a disease, but a kind of great injury, he is a god, and now the heaven and earth are prosperous, he is not recognized by heaven and earth, even if he is accepted in the sage house, he will still be rejected when he leaves the sage house.

Fortunately, he refined the golden black jade and the dragon ball, and the strong vitality was enough to suppress the stubborn disease, but this time it took a few drops of blood, but it consumed too much vitality, so that the stubborn disease was eroded by silence, making a few strands of his hair turn white.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Qingguan slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was an earthy yellow wall, and the sharp pain coming from his body made him groan a few times in pain.

After a while, he came to his senses, sat up, and found himself in a cave, and the bright sunlight peeked through the mouth of the cave, carrying the peculiar smell of the mountains and forests.

Shaking his head to make himself sober a little, Ye Qingguan looked at the few strands of white hair hanging down in front of him, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, I thought it was too good, how could the big road injury be healed so easily?

"What about them?" Ye Qingguan stood up and walked out of the cave, but he didn't find the figures of Su Xiaobai and the others, in the vast mountains and forests, it seemed that he was the only one who existed, and he could vaguely hear the sound of apes and tigers roaring in the mountains and forests in the distance, making the forest seem more and more lonely.

"Could it be that something has happened again?" Ye Qingguan frowned, and a trace of uneasiness appeared in his heart.

Su Xiaobai and the three of them said goodbye without saying goodbye, something must have happened, otherwise they wouldn't have left themselves alone in the cave, and they didn't know what they encountered, would they be in such a hurry?

Slammed his fist on the wall, Ye Qingguan felt a deep sense of powerlessness, he originally thought that he had become strong enough, but he didn't expect that after the battle with the remnants, he was so seriously injured, and he was about to move.

"Recover from your injuries first, then go to them. Soon, Ye Qingguan made a decision, as for the matter of Tiandao Mountain, he could only put it aside for the time being, and if he was late, he would be late, and he would not die anyway.

Ye Qingguan is familiar with all kinds of medical books on the east corner mountain, one is to cure his stubborn disease, and the other is that the thirteenth uncle asked him to see it, so he is familiar with all kinds of herbs.

In just over an hour, dozens of medicinal materials have been collected in the mountains and forests, and the year is not low, after all, there are few people here, and few people will come.

After picking the medicinal materials he needed, Ye Qingguan pinched a medicine jar with yellow mud, dried it with fire, and then began to boil the medicine.

To his surprise, he found a 30-year-old Cordyceps here, you know, the medicinal effect of this thing is a little stronger than ginseng, it is most suitable for nourishing the human body, and contains a rich life essence.

With this, Ye Qingguan thought to himself, how could he make up for his heart's blood a little.

With endless medicinal herbs, coupled with thirty years of cordyceps, in just three days, Ye Qingguan's injuries recovered, and his stubborn illness was suppressed again.

After doing this, Ye Qingguan left here, preparing to go to the nearby town to inquire about some news first, and he didn't know what happened to Xiaobai and them, if he met the powerful characters in the Eight Xuanjian, it would be really unlucky.

And the news of the sword blind man may not have been heard for a long time, and I don't know if he escaped from the hands of the ghost car, and where is he now?

After a long time, Ye Qingguan walked out of the mountains and forests, he changed his appearance, the sword box was also abandoned, and he used some fuel to dye it messily on the ancient sword, and held it in his hand like this, thinking that it should not attract too much attention now.