Burst~

Xiao Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, he had already lost the strength to resist, and fell straight to the ground, only his chest could not stop heaving to prove that he was still alive. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Not far away, Qin Junyang covered the broken arm with his left hand, the flesh and blood on his chest were blurred, and the spear in his original hand was thrown somewhere.

"What a stunning shot! What an amazing shot!Ah~"

Looking up to the sky and roaring, Qin Junyang regretted and hated it, the master made a move, and the difference between victory and defeat was often only one move, but it was no wonder who was distracted in the battle.

Looking down at Xiao Chen, the hatred in his eyes was like a blade, and the flesh on his chest made him look more like a Rakshasa demon.

Taking a step forward, seeing that the other party was powerless to resist, Qin Junyang obviously had the intention to take Xiao Chen's life.

The two pillars, Mo Feng and Lingfeng, were already standing in front of Xiao Chen, ready to make a move.

"Yujingshan, is this going to bully more and less?"

A hideous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he stopped the blood that couldn't stop flowing with a few fingers, and the blood-stained scarlet teeth gurgled with hatred.

"Whew~ Get out of the way!"

Barely propping up his arms, gasping and spitting out a mouthful of blood, Xiao Chen's breath suddenly became smooth, "Shenzhao Sutra" lived up to the name of divine power, and the speed of qi return was not much better than that of "Jiuyang Divine Skill".

In a short period of time, Xiao Chen's body had already recovered a few traces of true qi.

Standing up with a spear, Xiao Chen stared directly at Qin Junyang, who had broken his arm.

forbears for a long time, and even does not hesitate to add one wound after another to his body, just if he wants to win with one move, he will hit the other party hard with the worst move.

The battle is up to this point. How could Xiao Chen let others interfere, whether it was for the reputation of the sect. Or for the belief in my heart.

When Erzhu and the others heard this, they hesitated. Seeing the other party's firm eyes and crazy battle intent, his body couldn't help but tremble, and after glancing at each other, he retreated to both sides.

"Haha, okay!

With a few fingers, the blood suddenly stopped flowing turbulently, and as soon as his skill was lucky, his palm was held out of thin air, and the spear was already in his hand, and with only one arm left, Qin Junyang pounced on it!

Pick up the little true qi left. Xiao Chen used the strongest move in "Breaking the Formation Gun".

Ambush on all sides!

Shout~

Xiao Chen, who had lost too much blood and was already a little drowsy, saw a black shadow flashing, and Qin Junyang in front of him had already lost his trace.

Wuhu Palace's uncle and ancestor stepped away with Qin Junyang in one hand.

"Yujing Mountain! You wait! This hatred is remembered by Wuhu Palace!"

An indignant cheer came, making everyone look at each other, whether it was a newcomer in the rivers and lakes or a sect boss, the tone and way of leaving were the same.

Dan Qingzi rushed to Shi Feixuan's side and nervously checked the acupoints. The captives thrown on the ground, this is the hope of saving his grandson as Xiao Chen said, and the old man who loves his grandson is naturally very concerned.

Xiao Chen let out a sigh of relief, even Qin Junyang had lost an arm just now. There is no certainty of victory, and the number of winners and losers is still five or five.

The other party obviously cared more about Qin Junyang's life and death, a dead half-step celestial martial artist had no value.

Xiaohua moved lightly. has come to Xiao Chen's side, holding his arm nervously. Qiu Rong followed, also worried.

These two people are now inseparable from Meng. Meng Bu was out of focus, Xiao Chen looked happy, and looked at the sunset on the horizon with emotion.

......

The moon stars are scarce, and sometimes there are one or two floating clouds floating in front of the moon, Dan Qingzi and Xiao Chen sit opposite each other, a pot of wine, a few dishes of exquisite side dishes, and the young Li Mo on the side poured himself a drink.

It has been a year since Qin Junyang left, and the young Li Mo has also recovered his health.

The operation was not difficult for Xiao Chen, the only difficulty was the rejection after the operation.

Li Mo, who is also practicing the "Great Law of Huagong", has now broken through to the cultivation of liquid Chenggang, and under the strong impetus of the true qi of Huagong, all rejection reactions have also disappeared, and finally his body has slowly recovered his health.

"Brother Xiao, I'm leaving......"

Dan Qingzi said this sentence with some difficulty, and his face was somewhat ashamed.

After all, Xiao Chen didn't receive any benefits, so he helped Li Mo treat his illness, and even taught him martial arts, using panacea to change his physique and meridians.

Xiao Chen didn't open his mouth to stay, but just arched his hand, this kind of person who has dedicated his life to the sect, the sect is the most important thing in his heart.

"Grandpa, go back, I'll stay here. ”

Li Mo, who had never spoken, poured a glass of wine, saluted Dan Qingzi from afar, and poured his head into his stomach.

Only Li Mo occasionally sandwiched two chopsticks on the dishes on the table, and the three of them were silent, not knowing how to continue this somewhat heavy topic.

Li Mo is young and old, and he doesn't say a lot of things in his heart, but many times he understands it better than anyone else.

I suddenly fell ill, and my grandfather left when the sect was about to go to capture and kill the fire qilin for his own sake, which was tantamount to escaping.

Chijiao has been taken down by the Demon Gate, but the Fire Qilin is still at ease in the Huoyun Cave, because of the interference of the Demon Gate, not only did it not take it, but it caused the Daomen to suffer heavy losses.

What Li Mo can do is just not to drag him down, a martial artist who has just entered the training liquid and become a gang, following Dan Qingzi, can only be a burden.

He can only hope that now the good and evil factions have suffered heavy losses, and it is the time to employ people, and he will not be too embarrassed Dan Qingzi.

"It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, since I have already told Brother Xiao today, the poor road will also go~ There will be a period of ...... later"

After saying a word, Dan Qingzi's figure had already stepped into the air, and his negative hand flew into the distance, disappearing between the clouds and mist.

Sighing, Xiao Chen poured himself a cup, raised his glass to the direction he left, and drank it in one gulp, thanking Dan Qingzi, who was also a teacher and friend.

Le Ziyan, who hadn't seen him for a long time, walked out from behind the rockery, sat beside Xiao Chen, took a glass of wine, and drank it all in one gulp without looking at the expressions of the two.

After all, the devil's path is different, and the identities of the two are destined not to become friends, but this does not affect their admiration for Dan Qingzi.

"Brother Xiao, forgive me for coming ...... uninvited"

"Stop! If you have something to say, if you have a fart, you will step into my acre and three points of land when you have nothing to do? ”

Xiao Chen's tone was not good, his eyes were full of disdain, but Le Ziyan turned a deaf ear and smiled shyly.

"Then I'll say it straight, hehe, I'm here to propose......"

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, sighed, and tapped his index finger lightly on the table, "Are you sure it's proposing now?"

I don't know whether it was regret or disappointment, Xiao Chen's face didn't see any expression, Li Mo felt bored, picked up a pot of wine and walked to the room.

Le Ziyan lowered his head, he had always been straightforward, but he didn't know how to interface at this time.

"Your master is really scheming. ”

Or ridicule, or contempt, after saying a word, Xiao Chen stood up lightly on the stone table, quietly looked at the crescent moon in the sky, let the shadows of the trees beside him sway and wither, the breeze blew his clothes and cheeks, and he was stunned with an indescribable sense of loss.

"The tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop ......" (to be continued.) )