Chapter 49: Smoke and Rain Shen Ying

The Sunset Mountain Range, located in the southwest of Baitou Mountain, is a hundred miles southwest, with continuous mountains, high peaks, smoke and clouds, birds and beasts roaring, and there are many dangers lurking under the lush giant trees of the mountains and forests.

An unnamed mountain peak, in the cave, the stalagmite roots stand, sparsely distributed, "tick!" The stalagmites on the top of the cave are dripping with water stains, dripping down.

On a stone platform, Yang Guan curled up and trembled slightly, his brows were furrowed, his forehead was covered with a layer of cold sweat, his fists were clenched, his green tendons were straight, and he was obviously enduring great pain.

On one side, a bonfire burned, and a shadow sat by the fire, blending with the shadows, not revealing a trace of breath, and if you didn't look closely, you would unconsciously ignore her, thinking that this was the bonfire.

Qianying was dressed in a black robe, her hair was restrained at will, her face was covered with black gauze, and she couldn't see her face clearly, but her exposed skin was bright and fair, her fingers were slender and slender, her posture was graceful, and she was obviously extremely beautiful.

"Uh-huh," Yang Guan on the stone platform trembled slightly, his consciousness gradually cleared, the sharp pain on his soul disappeared, and his mind slowly became empty, and he clearly felt a soreness and weakness in his body, and a slight pain.

After investigating the pure yang purple qi in the body, the pure yang purple qi in the body was almost exhausted, a trace of purple qi was thin and weak, and the injuries in the body were not light, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, but sensing the changes in his soul, a trace of joy flashed, at this moment, Yang Guan's mind was clear and transparent, his thoughts turned extremely smooth, there was a wordless refreshment, the whole soul became pure, and the impurities of the divine soul that had been contaminated with the body before were washed and removed.

"Whew... He exhaled a breath of turbidity, slowly opened his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was about to sit up with his hands propped up.

"Huh!" Suddenly the sword light flashed, and a cold sword was against the throat, "Bang!" The body was stunned, the cold hair on the whole body suddenly rose, a cold light flashed in his eyes, staring at the black shadow holding the sword, and said without emotion: "Who are you?"

"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that someone wants to buy your head, and now, you are my captive. The voice was quiet, and Qianying said lightly in a cold voice.

"Hehe!" With a slight smile, Yang Guan sat up, crossed his legs, closed his eyes, breathed his injuries, recovered his internal strength, and didn't care about the cold sword on his throat.

Seeing this, Qianying's brows furrowed slightly, the sword shadow flashed, the short sword entered the sheath, the figure was disillusioned, and returned to the shadow of the fire, and at the same time transmitted: "No one under the Grandmaster can escape my pursuit. ”

"Little Niangpi threatens me!" opened his eyes, looked at the shadow that was almost undetectable, his pupils shrank, a solemnity flashed, and then he smiled lightly, and said calmly: "You are from Yanyulou, who wants to kill me?"

"Hu Buqun! He's dead now, and now you're my captive. Qianying said coldly.

"Hehe, capture but not kill, what do you want from me?" Yang Guan said with a meaningful smile.

Hearing this, Qianying's figure moved, walked out of the shadows, and appeared in front of Yang Guan again, looking down at him, his eyes flashed, and he said coldly: "You are very smart!

"Huh!" The cold light flashed, and the short sword appeared in Yang Guan's throat again, and when he entered a point, a trace of blood flowed out, and he said ruthlessly and coldly: "I want to kill you now!"

Yang Guan's attitude made her hateful, I don't know where he got the confidence, what she wants is not as important as he thinks, but she just does it.

"Really?" looked at Qianying indifferently, scolding in her heart, this woman said that her face would change, but she smiled lightly on her face, she couldn't see the slightest emotion, and she didn't seem to be aware of the throat injury.

"Snort!" the short sword was sheathed, and Qianying turned around and said, "Write what you will, all!" Suddenly the figure paused, and as soon as the voice stopped, a voice came from outside the cave.

"Little sheep, where are you? Shen Ying, you have a cold personality, come out quickly, where did you hide my little sheep? Hmph, don't come out, don't let me find you, otherwise I will sell you to Yihong Courtyard and dance every day!"

"Ah, what kind of dance is Yan Dance, is it fun?" Gu Xiling asked in surprise.

"Hahaha!" The voice came, Yang Guan was amused, and laughed loudly.

"Whew!"

"Shut up!" the cold light hit Yang Guan, and Shen Ying then snorted coldly.

"Dang!"

After waking up, Yang Guan secretly accumulated a trace of internal qi, and at this moment, he suddenly made a move, flicked his fingers, and let out a golden sound, and suddenly his fingers shrank like lightning, and he slapped the stone platform, his body jumped up and hurriedly retreated, and a stream of alien true qi poured into his body.

"Poof!" Qi and blood rolled, a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, grinned, looked at the shadow chasing after him, his body moved, and he hurriedly dodged, and said with a smile: "Do you know what I'm thinking now?"

"What's the use of a dead man thinking too much?" The sword didn't stop, and he stabbed at Yang Guan again and again, and said coldly at the same time.

However, in a moment, Yang Guan added a few scars on his body, fortunately, he flashed the vital point, cold sweat covered his forehead, this ** swordsmanship is really sharp, like rain hitting bananas, dense, sword qi is dense, and extremely fast, the sword is not far from the vital point.

The sword qi entered the body, and the body was chaotic and numb, it was extremely bad, the severe pain hit in waves, the body gradually lost control, and the speed was a lot slower, and the feet of the fairy and the moon kept dodging, but Shen Ying's swordsmanship was superb, and his body was not bad Yang Guan, so Yang Guan was stabbed as soon as he was slow, and he almost pierced into the heart, but fortunately, his body style changed and he escaped the key point.

"This crazy woman, why haven't you come yet!" His eyes were glazed, he lost too much blood, and his heart was extremely anxious, his big smile just now was just to attract Sun Mengran to come, but he didn't expect that he was about to hang up, and he hadn't arrived yet.

"Oh, Shen Ying, you stinky girl dare to bully my little lamb, give me death!" Sun Mengran's voice came, Yang Guan's spirit was shocked, and he gritted his teeth and condensed his whole body's qi and blood into his fist, and struck out in one fell swoop, "Collapse fist!"

"Boom!" shattered the incoming sword qi in one fell swoop, and the huge anti-shock force shook Yang Guan away from the battle in one fell swoop.

"Bang!bang!" broke a few stalagmites one after another, Yang Guan fell to the ground, "poof!" spurted out a mouthful of blood again, pulled his two feet hard, sat cross-legged, took out a bottle of Big Bear Pill from his arms, pulled the bottle cap, and poured several pills into his mouth.

Running the qi and blood, constantly digesting the Great Bear Pill, a trace of cool medicinal power was brought out, and the whole body was swirled, and finally a trace of it was better, but the internal qi was exhausted, and the sword qi true qi that invaded the body was raging, and the speed of healing was far from catching up with the speed of destruction.

"Poof!" spit out another mouthful of blood, not daring to stay, quickly running the qi and blood, and the pure yang divine skill also continued to operate, accumulating pure yang purple qi and inhibiting the spread of sword qi true qi.

"Brother Yang, Brother Yang, are you vomiting blood again? Oh, I'll help you!" Gu Xiling rushed to see Yang Guan's miserable situation, said anxiously, rolled her eyes as she spoke, sat cross-legged behind Yang Guan, her little hand against his back, and a stream of internal qi entered Yang Guan's body, but she was only practicing five or six levels of cultivation, and that bit of internal qi entered Yang Guan's body, which was undoubtedly a drop in the bucket, and after a while, she was sweating profusely and her little face was red.

"Poof, cough, Xiling, stop!" spitting out a mouthful of blood, the body finally improved, Yang Guan said.

"Brother Yang, are you better?" the little girl was tired, and when she heard this, she withdrew her hand and said with concern.

"Well, do you have any healing medicine on you?" Yang said.

"Yes, but there are too many, huh, here you go!" the little girl nodded again and again, and as she spoke, she took out a few jade bottles from her small purse and handed them to Yang Guan.

Seeing this, Yang Guan couldn't cry or laugh, took the jade bottle, distinguished it, poured out a verdant and fragrant pill from a jade bottle, swallowed it in one gulp, and in a moment the warm current rose and spread in the body, and hurriedly transported the pure yang purple qi, taking away the medicinal power to treat the injuries in the body.

This elixir is extraordinary, and after a while, the injuries in the body will be stabilized, so Yang Guan will continue to recover the internal qi to suppress the chaotic sword qi, the alien true qi, and at the same time use the medicinal power to treat the injury.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that the little girl was sitting on the luck to recover her internal qi, so she turned her eyes to Sun Mengran and the others who were fighting.

The sword qi shot out, the cold light was Huohuo, the short sword was like a storm, the sword qi was dense, like rain, Shen Ying frowned slightly, and his attack was extremely ruthless, obviously hating Sun Mengran's words just now.

Sun Mengran did not show weakness, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, a snow-white long sword picked and stabbed, constantly responding, the sword qi turned into pieces of petals, floating and shooting, illusory peanut flowers were extinguished, it was difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, and it was difficult to grasp.

The rain of swords, the disillusionment of the petals, you come and go, the moves are not separated from the key points, the sword marks on the cave wall are staggered, and no one can help anyone for a while.

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