Chapter 128, Hemolysis and Healing

The tide of battle can often be reversed in an instant, just like a chess game, as long as the slightest mistake is a foregone conclusion.

In the battle circle, Han Lun's battle circle has ended, and that person has barely seen how Han Lun made a move, he is already dead, so miserable, so inexplicable.

As soon as Han Lun succeeded, Ran Tianluo's side was a hundred times easier. In the battle circle on Ran Tianluo's side, the swordsman couldn't touch her in the first place, but now he added Han Lun. In less than ten moves, that person was killed by Han Lun's Hanzhang knife. The combat power of these two people alone is indeed not weak, and sending them to assassinate An Gui is certainly more than enough. However, these two phantoms are no longer the two assassins of the past, not to mention that their strength has been greatly reduced, compared with a spiritual realm master like Han Lun Ran Tianluo, they will definitely not be able to take advantage.

Shi Yunyang and Luo Xiaocheng are not so easy, Fu Zijie is really not a mediocre person, even if Luo Xiaocheng and Shi Yunyang join forces, they can only fight with him to a draw. Fu Zijie has a great general's sword in his hand, and the two of them have a divine weapon and a heavy axe in their hands, and it is still very difficult to parry. Since the beginning of the war, the three of them have fought for no less than 700 rounds, but it is still difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat.

In the battle circle, Shi Yunyang's Burning Sky Sword Qi turned into a fire wolf and attacked, quickly surrounding Fu Zijie, and layers of axe shadows floated outside the fire wolf wolf pack, killing everywhere. I saw that Fu Zijie was not afraid of danger, his body spun, and the spiritual power around him brought a violent whirlwind and spread around.

"Ascending Dragon Sword Technique!"

Fu Zijie shouted, and the spiritual power that was rolled up around him quickly turned into a dragon circling upward, and a burst of dragon groans sounded violently in the heavens and the earth. I saw that the dragon rushed up to the sky, and it quickly locked Luo Xiaocheng and Shi Yunyang, and swept quickly. When the dragon reached the eyes of the two of them, the dragon's body gradually faded, revealing a huge sword blade inside.

This sword was extremely powerful, and extremely fast, and it sealed the retreat of the two of them, and there was almost no possibility of dodging. Shi Yunyang and the others had no choice but to take this trick. Whether you can catch it or not, there is no way to choose.

Shi Yunyang thought to himself: "Now that the matter is now, there is no other way but to try." Shi Yunyang's hands broke out in cold sweat, and his eyes were cold.

"The Big Dipper Star Formula, the Heavenly Power Formula!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a deep dark light in Shi Yunyang's eyes shoot out, and the surrounding environment instantly changed to a starry sky. The sea of stars is vast, and the Beidou is moving. The Sky Burning Sword in Shi Yunyang's hand was also like a star arrow, heading straight towards the Tianquan Star in the Big Dipper. The Tianquan Star was as bright as the red sun in an instant, and suddenly a strong light brought up the power of the stars and rushed towards the great general's sword.

Under the collision of the two phases, a dazzling bright light suddenly swept away from the starry sky like day, as if it was an interstellar explosion. Under the impact, the asteroids in the surrounding galaxy are constantly exploding. For a time, this starry sky was extremely spectacular.

The starry sky gradually dissipated, and Shi Yunyang successfully blocked the sword. Despite this, the blade of the Great General's Sword had already pierced into his lower abdomen. Shi Yunyang spurted a mouthful of blood, and his teeth were all stained red. Still, he held the Burning Sky tightly and forcefully separated the sword.

As soon as the general's sword was drawn, Shi Yunyang's abdomen was bleeding nonstop. Shi Yunyang gritted his teeth and tightened his belt a few points. Again into the fight. Ran Tianluo saw Shi Yunyang injured, and his heart was extremely uncomfortable. At the moment, the figure fluttered, fell into the battle circle, and swept his fingers. The sound of the piano turned into a hundred and ten flying swords, drawing a line of white light, and stabbed at Fu Zijie quickly. Fu Zijie held the general's sword in his right hand to meet Luo Xiaocheng Shi Yunyang, and he couldn't let go. With his left hand, he condensed a sword finger and gathered his qi into a blade, blocking the blade of Ran Tianluo's flying sword.

For a while, Fu Zijie opened his bow left and right, which was indeed a hero's true character. This Fu Zijie is not the real Fu Zijie, but he is already so powerful, and he doesn't know how powerful the real swordsmanship master Fu Zijie is. However, the hero's combat power is also limited, Fu Zijie is one against three, although he does not fall behind, but he has no spare strength. At this time, Han Lun is a crucial role.

I saw Han Lun walking behind Fu Zijie with the Hanzhang knife in his hand, and sneered: "Even if you are the king of beasts, now you are just a tiger whose hands and feet have been tied, see how arrogant you can be." Han Lun held the knife in both hands, and his eyes flashed.

"Spirit Desolate Sword Technique. ”

Han Lun shouted, and the blade swung forward, and the chapter knife slashed through the void, bringing up the remnants of the Dao, and for a while, hundreds of sword shadows floated in the air, ups and downs. Han Lun locked Fu Zijie's retreat everywhere, and with a loud shout, the shadows of hundreds of knives circled into a storm of blades, and quickly headed towards Fu Zijie.

Fu Zijie was attacked on three sides at this time, and there was no way to retreat. Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and Han Lun's killing move can't be dodged at all. Only countless blades rapidly enlarged in his eyes. For a time, the entire dome of the main hall was obscured. Out of instinct, Fu Zijie withdrew the general's sword and sword qi at the same time to block Han Lun's blade storm. But how could this excellent opportunity be let go by the other three, each performing a stunt, and Fu Zi was killed.

In an instant, I saw Ran Tianluo's flying sword, Shi Yunyang's burning sky, and Luo Xiaocheng's Hengyang axe all slashed at Fu Zijie's body together. Fu Zijie was in pain, his face twitched, a mouthful of blood spurted out, I saw that his face was hideous, revealing a ruthless color, and the general's sword in his hand brought up twelve points of strength, and he threw it out of his hand, the blade slashed through the air, and there was a piercing whistling. It was so fast, so fast that it was unimaginable. Before Han Lun could even block, the sword qi had already passed through his chest and lungs, piercing his body with a sword.

"Brother Han!"

"Brother Han!"

"Han Lun!"

The three of them shouted almost at the same time, unexpectedly that this Fu Zijie would have to pull someone on his back until the last moment, and Han Lun himself did not have any defense. He was able to strike it perfectly. Fu Zijie saw that Han Lun had been stabbed, and immediately looked up to the sky and laughed, the look in his eyes gradually turned gray, his hands drooped, and he fell to the ground with a bang. Even after he fell, his eyes were still closed, and his face was full of a bold smile.

Fu Zijie was dead, and the three of them quickly put away their weapons and rushed to Han Lun's side. Han Lun's body was already soaked in blood, and he looked a little terrifying at this time, but more of a dying person's desolation.

Han Lun only felt a strong tingling pain in his chest, and soon his whole body began to feel cold. The hands and feet are also slowly losing sensation. At this time, a strong fear hit my heart.

Death, that is an unknown place, people are always full of fear of the unknown. Everyone is weak in the face of death, and a fear in this world is a death in the final analysis. Human beings are afraid of ghosts and demons, in fact, they are afraid of death. In the face of death, whether you are a prince or a grass people, death is treated the same.

Why are people so afraid of death? I think it's because the world is so exciting. Whether it is the magnificent mountains and rivers, the wide rivers, whether the dragon is in the sky, or the horse galloping, it is the splendor of life. This qiē and every qiē can only be seen and experienced by living. Only by living can we live up to the splendor of this world.

Han Lun's breathing began to be heavy, Luo Xiaocheng clicked his acupoints, sealed his meridians, and prevented the spiritual power from dissipating, Ran Tianluo held Han Lun's wound tightly, and the spiritual power in his hand continued to enter Han Lun's body.

"Brother Han, you must hold on!"

The spiritual power in Ran Qianluo's hand emitted a faint green light, constantly flashing above Han Lun's wounds. After a while, Han Lun opened his eyes with difficulty and said, "Am I going to die?"

Ran Tianluo's tears rolled in his eyes, and he smiled reluctantly: "No, Brother Han will definitely survive." You haven't been to Dunhuang yet, and we still have to go a long way. ”

Han Lun said: "Miss Ran, please sue my father." Just say that I am not filial, and I will honor his old man in the next life. Go to the Su Qing Sword Sect for me again, and return this knife to my master Su Hongye, and I can't repay her kindness. ”

Luo Xiaocheng interrupted him and said, "Brother Han, don't talk anymore, we will cure you." ”

Han Lun shook his head: "I don't want to die either, I'm so afraid of death." I hadn't thought about what it was like to die before. But this time it's about to happen. ”

Luo Xiaocheng shook his head, and suddenly remembered something, that day in the desert, Luo Xiaocheng saw with his own eyes that Shi Yunyang was seriously injured, but Ran Tianluo's blood flowed to his wounds, and Shi Yunyang's injuries were miraculously healed. And the blood of Ran Luoluo flowed into the desert, where a clump of young shoots grew amazingly. Thinking of this, Luo Xiaocheng said: "Miss Ran, try to see if you can save him with your blood." ”

Ran Tianluo knew what Luo Xiaocheng said. She knew that her bloodline was the blood of Nuwa, and it had a powerful healing power. Immediately, he bit his finger without hesitation and dripped blood into Han Lun's wound.

But time gradually passed, but there was no sign of healing, Luo Xiaocheng couldn't help but be very surprised, and said, "How can this be?"

Ran Tianluo shook his head and said, "The power of my bloodline has not been fully activated, sometimes the spirit is not working, and I can't help it. ”

When the two of them were doing their best to save Han Lun, Ran Tianluo suddenly heard a sound of falling to the ground behind him, and turned his head to see that it was Shi Yunyang.

It turned out that Shi Yunyang was hit by the general's sword, and he had already injured his viscera, and later he fought with all his might, and the wound cracked too quickly. After the battle, Han Lun was seriously wounded and dying. Shi Yunyang didn't make a sound, and kept holding back. But after all, it reached a critical point, and I couldn't hold on and fell.

"Yunyang!" Ran Tianluo was startled again, and hurriedly rushed to Shi Yunyang's side. I saw that the blood flowing from Shi Yunyang's side was no less than that of Han Lun. Shi Yunyang's face was pale and speechless. It took half a day to bite out two words.

"It's fine. ”

But no one believed this sentence, and in less than an hour, two people had already fallen. This made the situation very tense all of a sudden.

Ran Tianluo was also very helpless at this time, but there was nothing he could do. He could only try to drip the blood back into Shi Yunyang's wound. But this time it was different, Shi Yunyang's wound actually emitted a green bright light, and after a while, the wound was healing rapidly