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The people stared at the two sides of the fight, as if they were ready for a moment's time. He took two steps back from the long sword that had pierced the scorched bear's heart, and the blood on the sword ticked to the ground.

"Fifth uncle, what are you ......" The white-robed young man looked at the carefree man who made up for his sword in amazement, and couldn't figure out why he did this. In the eyes of the young man, Jiao Xiong was already certain to die, and the sword that was made up at this time was redundant.

Xiaoyaosan seemed to have something hidden in his heart, but he didn't say that the white-robed young man didn't want to ask more.

The current crisis has not yet been resolved, and this is not the time to think about anything else. The white-robed young man made another move into the sky with one hand, and those erratic purple swords became furious again, surging towards the middle nine people at the same time as the whistle.

"Don't kill!" said the Loose Scatterer, who seemed to be in a hurry, and broke off in a loud voice.

The white-robed young man's body shook, and the whole person was stunned. Those purple swords that were about to attack again suddenly flew wildly, vibrating up and down irregularly.

The handsome young man was stunned, and he looked back at the scattered man in bewilderment, as if to see something from under that majestic countenance.

However, he was still disappointed, and at this time, except for some anger, he couldn't see the slightest abnormality. The murderous spirit in the eyes of the carefree people is still so high, and the hatred for the invading people still exists.

The white-robed young man waved his right hand lightly with his back to the sky, and the two balls of light above his left hand also disappeared......

When the young man stopped his fierce offensive posture, the purple sè small sword shadows surrounding the nine people of Dongwu also gathered sharply, and finally returned to the purple sè sword shadows the thickness of three palms, and disappeared into the Tongming ancient sword in a flash.

The Tobu Nine who escaped death were covered in blood, and they were still immersed in the terrifying attack, as if they were still wildly dancing their blades to block.

The tea was gone, and the nine members of the Tobu League finally fell to the ground one after another, covered in injuries, they had lost too much blood, and some even passed out in a coma.

The Confucian monarch was miserable, and several of his subordinates were as vulnerable as paper paste under the bombardment of the youth, which made him unacceptable for a while.

At this time, the god of the Confucian monarch became extremely strange. He looked around at the three masters on the left and right, but what caught his eye was the three complex faces. He couldn't help frowning, and he felt a little at a loss for a moment.

The white-robed young man put his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky coldly, as if he was thinking about something.

At some point, the sound of several rapid coughs of "cough cough cough ......" spread across the altar.

"Big brother is awake, big brother is awake...... Brother Night Rain, Uncle Xiaoyao, come and see, the eldest brother is awake. Ji Xiaoqian shouted quickly, crisp and excited.

The white-robed young man turned around when he heard this, and the yellow, green, and purple light around him disappeared again.

The next moment, the figure flashed, and the young man appeared beside the stone pier with his hands behind his back. He glanced at Ji Xiaoqian gently, and the memories of his childhood came to his heart, and the sweetness in his heart was beyond words.

He squatted down, raised Gu Shuifan's wrist and probed carefully, not caring about the surprised gazes around him.

Ji Xiaoqian also stared at the white-robed young man for a long time, very curious about the young man's every move.

Half an hour later, the white-robed young man suddenly pointed out without warning and quickly pointed towards the place where Gu Shui Fan Dantian was, and the technique was so fast that even Ji Xiaoqian, who had been watching him, couldn't react.

Miraculously, when the young man's right hand hit the Gu Shui Fan Dantian, a yellow-green light wave swirled and swirled.

Subsequently, a series of yellow and green rays of light surged out in the dantian of Gu Shuifan. These filaments of light surged all over his body along the meridians around Gu Shuifan's body, instantly submerging his whole body in it.

Gradually, a few beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on the forehead of the white-robed young man, and it seemed that he had consumed a lot of money in this short period of time. And the yellow-green light silk gushing out from the ancient water fan dantian also slowly thinned.

After about half a cup of tea, the white-robed young man finally stopped what he was doing. He reached into his arms and took out a yellow and green porcelain vase, looked at it deeply, and then opened it and poured it into his mouth.

After doing this, the white-robed young man stood up and looked up at the sky, and a yellow-green halo rose from his slightly thin body.

After a while, he seemed to realize something, and gently glanced at Bai Ling on Gu Shuifan's side, and finally looked at the baby in Bai Ling's arms with thoughtful eyes.

At this time, Gu Shuifan's feet were crossed on his knees, and there was a faint yellow-green light and shadow around his body. And this light and shadow are fluctuating, extremely unstable.

The white-robed young man turned his head to look at Ji Xiaoqian, who was in a daze, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Qian'er, you have grown up!"

"You are really Brother Night Rain, Brother Night Rain, hiss!" Ji Xiaoqian had tears in her eyes, and she couldn't help but hold the young man's hands and cry.

"Qian'er, Brother Yeyu is back, don't cry. This is a sister-in-law, right?" The white-robed young man breathed a sigh of relief, reached out to wipe away the tears on Ji Xiaoqian's face, and said softly.

"Hmm!" Bai Lingshen looked at Gu Shuifan nervously, and subconsciously responded.

At this time, Gu Shuifan's whole body began to glow with a faint white mist, and a few thick droplets condensed at the tip of his hair at some point, and a little bloody aura was even exuded in the droplets.

"Night rain!" Bai Ling whispered a little apprehensively, looking at Gu Shuifan's strange changes with a worried expression. However, she didn't know what the situation was, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

"Sister-in-law doesn't need to worry. The eldest brother's situation is due to the fact that the blood thread attack guide zhìyīn that has been used several times in a row is quite deep into the body, coupled with the excessive consumption of true qi, and finally leads zhì to suffer a great injury to the vitality. The younger brother had already forced out these yīn evil qi, and then injected two spiritual powers to consolidate the foundation of Pei Yuan. As long as it takes a while, it will be fine after these two spiritual powers melt into his sea of qi. The white-robed young man explained unhurriedly.

Inadvertently, the young man squinted at the people of various sects on the side of the altar who were obscured by the wall of light, and the god sank again.

"The third uncle, the fifth uncle, the aunt, the eldest brother, he can break the threshold of life and death immediately, so he must be especially careful. The child has to solve the qiē here in one go. The handsome young man said in a deep voice.

"Yu'er, don't kill people, the rest is up to you. The eyes of the carefree man flashed, and he reminded thoughtfully.

"Why? Five, it's not a pity for them to die. The white-robed young man looked at the caregiver in confusion, puzzled by the repeated reminders of the scattered.

"Believe me, Wubo won't harm you. The carefree man nodded slightly, emphasizing again in a matter-of-fact manner.

"Yu'er, you just listen to your fifth uncle. Mei Lingxuan suddenly interjected.

Qiu Yeyu shook his head secretly, but he had to obey the words of his uncles, and in the end, he only took a deep breath and forced the boundless anger in his heart.

The young man stood for a while and suddenly flipped with one palm, and a blood red jade plaque appeared in his hand. He stared at the jade plaque for a moment, then took a deep breath and walked slowly down the steps.

"If you are willing to sign this book of blood deeds and take out the antidote, and swear not to commit any more crimes against me in the hazy valley, Xiao Ke can not pursue your mistakes for the time being. The white-robed young man stopped at the second step, waved the jade plaque in his hand, and said coldly.

"What is this? If we don't sign it, what will you do?" the Confucian Monarch God was complicated, but he didn't want to sit still, so he asked.

"What about you, the white-haired old man?" asked the white-robed young man as he turned his head to look at Qian Lingzi on the other end.

Qian Lingzi's eyes flickered, and as expected, the white-robed young man still found him. However, Yiqiē came a little faster than expected, and he was stunned on the spot without making up his mind for a while.

Seeing that Qian Lingzi did not have any reaction, the white-robed young man sneered, and said indifferently: "Since I can't kill you, then I can't help you if you sign the blood contract or not!