Seventeen years of the big dream of the Dead Man's Cave, not a drop of water has been entered, no grain of rice has been eaten, all by the medicinal effect of the elixir, can he hold a breath and live in the world.

The dream of the candle cat is different from the wonderful state of epiphany of Nanke's dream, everything is dry and I am not dry, and the heavens and the earth are rotten and I am immortal. Candle Cat Fantasy Dream, in the final analysis, is a killer move used by Candle Cat to deal with enemies, and it is common to be starved to death in dreams.

Leng Xiao smiled faintly at Yun Miaoan, nodded calmly, and said: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, the little brother's eyes are sharper than some of his predecessors. ”

Yun Miaoan immediately laughed and waved his hand: "Senior Leng Xiao said that he was not daring to be sharp, but he just investigated the Candle Cat a little, and there were some guesses." Of course, speculation is always just speculation, and it can't be true, and later students will never do things that they are not sure of. ”

He paused for a moment, and his tone was calm: "So, please rest assured that Senior Leng Xiao doesn't plan to do anything with his seniors in the later years, and even if there is only one breath left, the legendary Flower Folding Swordsman is definitely not so easy to deal with." Life and death have fate, according to the view of the late life, it is enough to live brilliantly, blindly pursuing immortality, but falling inferior, so the late life has no interest in the elixir of the predecessors. ”

Yang Can lost the battle and was about to leave, but he didn't know what Yun Miao'an wanted. He was entrusted by Yun Shuilin, the master of the Yun family, to discipline Yun Miaoan on his behalf, so naturally he couldn't leave him alone.

His heart suddenly became cold, and the hairs on his body stood up, as if he was being stared at by a fierce beast. He immediately looked back, and the source of that look was Yun Miaoan.

"Yun Xian's nephew?"

"Hehehe......" Yun Miaoan smiled as if no one was beside her, and said to herself, "Don't blame Leng Xiao's seniors, the biggest purpose of coming here in his later life is to take a person's life. ”

A strong uneasiness rose in Yang Can's heart, and he frowned and shouted: "Yun Miaoan, you want to make a move on me? Who gave you the guts!"

"Cowardly and bold, it's all in your heart, do you still need to be given by others? Uncle Yang, you are seriously injured, I don't know how much spare strength you can exert, how about a few more tricks for the younger generation?"

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Yang Can to answer, he immediately killed him, his body was like the wind, light and agile like a swallow, his left arm was swinging back, his right hand was across his left shoulder, and he was holding a folding fan in his hand. As soon as the folding fan opened, half of his white face was hidden, his eyes were indifferent, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, only the sharp blade pierced from the fan bone, flowing with a clear cold light.

Yang Can was in a hurry, vomited a mouthful of blood, only to his lips, and forcibly swallowed it back, his lips were half pale and half scarlet, looking bleak.

He laughed three times and shouted: "Nephew Yun Xian, since you have this heart, then Yang will teach your Yun family's Five Bone Mountain and River Fan well!

Yun Miaoan slashed across Yang Can's chest, and Yang Can's figure retreated, clearly separated by half a zhang, and there was still an extra blood mouth on his chest. It turned out that a fan bone flew out of the folding fan, like a silver snake sharp arrow, silent and silent, and after hurting people, it flew back into the folding fan as if it was alive.

"Hehe, why is Uncle Yang in a hurry to ask, how many emperors have he cultivated in his later life, Uncle Yang himself thinks so!"

Yang Can is the Yang family's leading weapon, the bladeless nine-ring knife, this knife is not heavy in the edge, but in the knife momentum, the power of a thousand catties, plucking the strings of four taels, but it is difficult to overwhelm a small folding fan in Yun Miaoan's hand.

The two have come and gone, and more than ten moves have passed in an instant, and they have damaged each other. After a while, Yun Miaoan made a move "Five dragons out of the East China Sea, riding the wind and thunder", divided and combined, stabbed from the five directions, two fan bones, penetrated into Yang Can's pipa bone, two penetrated into Yang Can's patella, and the last one fell on his head and attacked his Baihui acupoint!

Yang Can was horrified in his heart, the pipa bone was locked, his hands were weak, the nine-ring knife was taken out of his hand, and he fell straight to the ground; his patella was sealed, his legs were abolished, and he almost knelt down, all supported by a hard breath. This last fan bone is life!

He shouted in horror, and his voice became three points sharper because of this: "Brother Lei, save me!"

However, when he saw Lei Kunlun's indifferent eyes, he knew that the other party categorically would not care about his life or death. He came to find Leng Xiao's bad luck, but the other party didn't take his hand or foot in the end, only hurt his internal organs, didn't ask him to be a cripple, he had already done his duty, what reason was there to save him at this time!

He laughed sadly: "The Yun family, what a Yun family, it is really a wolf ambition!"

Just as he was biting a mouthful of steel teeth and waiting for death with his neck stalked, there was a crisp sound of "ding" in his ears, he was covered with cold sweat, and he opened his eyes blankly, but saw that the fifth fan bone had a weakened momentum, was bounced three feet away, and fell off in two.

A dead leaf, nailed to a craggy black stone ten zhang away, but because it could not withstand this force, it shattered into powder, and finally there was only a deep scar left, showing it to stay.

Yun Miaoan's eyes narrowed, and he smiled coldly: "Those who are superb in swordsmanship, every flower and leaf, can become their sword and show their edge." It's just that this leaf made meritorious service for his predecessors, but he ended up with a broken body, and it seems that the injuries of his predecessors are really not shallow. ”

"Young Master!"

"Cold ...... Leng Xiao!" Yang Can was ashamed, Mo said that Lei Kunlun was surprised, but he didn't expect that Leng Xiao would save him.

Leng Xiao looked at Yun Miaoan and said, "If you have something to say, you might as well say it directly, wait left and right, the person you are waiting for should also come." ”

The smile on Yun Miaoan's face gradually subsided, and she looked a little annoyed and angry, but slowly returned to calm. For him, there is no greater humiliation than the scheme being exposed, but so what? Anyway, the outcome will not change.

He said: "Leng Xiao's predecessor misunderstood that he was born late, although he had some covetousness for his predecessor's longevity pill, but if his predecessor didn't give it, he would never do anything like a robber at night." It's just that the late students have admired their predecessors for a long time, and when they were young, they heard about the demeanor of their predecessors. ”

"The predecessor of the ten-year-old swordsmanship began to show grand, the twelfth year old in the middle of the elder of the swing clan, the fifteen-year-old rare opponent, the seventeen-year-old self-created swordsmanship, known as the folding flower swordsman, then named after the word 'folding flower'. The late life has been fascinated for a long time, if you can learn a move and a half, this life is not in vain. ”

His words were sincere: "In other words, even if Yang Can and the others really break in, they want to do something to their seniors, and I, Yun Miaoan, are the first to not allow it!"

Yang Can collapsed on the ground like a waste, laughed at the moment, and said: "What a junior, you can't do anything, it's up to you, if there is really that moment, who can you stop?"

At this time, Yang Can sneered instead: "Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang, you are really smart and confused for a while! My strength alone is naturally insignificant, but if you add Chi Ningzheng of the 'Golden Bell Gaiding', Miao Qianqian, the 'Eight-Faced Demon Fox', and the predecessor of the 'Three-Folded Hand' Lei Kunlun, Uncle Yang really thinks that he still has any chance?"

"From the very beginning, you have been plotting for seventeen years, and defeat is a foregone conclusion. ”