Chapter 32 Angry (!)

At this time, Xue Ling's real qi was consumed heavily, and there was blood in many parts of the wound. Holding the ground with a long sword does not fall down, and the blood flows down the sword, which is difficult and dangerous. Mo Xianyun's heart is tied to Xue Ling. Knowing the whole story, I had no intention of to blame it. Seeing that the fight was over, he couldn't help worrying about Xue Ling's life and ran to Xue Ling from behind the tree.

Xue Ling couldn't help but be stunned: "Didn't this stupid woman get angry and leave her, or followed her? It's really not reassuring at all.

Seeing the girl with tears in the rain, she couldn't help shaking and showing a smile.

"Xue...ling..." The first word in Mo Xianyun's mouth was full of surprises, and the latter word was actually mixed with a trace of panic. It's like seeing something incredible. He suddenly opened his arms and hugged Xue Ling. Xue Ling only regarded Mo Xianyun as a surprise and did not suppress her feelings. Stretch out your arms and hold the girl in your arms. At the moment of hugging each other, Mo Xianyun's arm changed the position of Xue Ling and Xue Ling.

Xue Ling has noticed a bad feeling in his heart and looks at Mo Xianyun. The corners of the girl's mouth in her arms are bleeding, and there is still a happy smile on her face. Xue Ling only felt that his hands were wet. As soon as he raised his hand, it was full of blood. Mo Xianyun's long water-green dress makes the dazzling red look so incongruous. A ferocious face suddenly pulled out its sword and fled. This man turned out to be Meng Yunhe who was pierced by Xue Ling's sword!

The incident happened suddenly, and no one thought that Meng Yunhe would suddenly come back to life. It was too late to stop the crowd. In the blink of an eye, it has reached the treetops. In the sky, strange birds swooped down with a chirping. It seems that the time is well calculated, and the resources pass by. Meng Yunhe tightly grasped the black iron chain lowered by Ren Xiaoyao and laughed, "You are fortune-telling. Someone blocked a sword for you. I won't have such good luck next time. My heart is different from ordinary people and grows on the right.

Xiao Ran did not intend to take action. He did not intend to be involved in this Jianghu battle. He was worthy of Tangmen to do so much. Seeing Mo Xianyun blocking the deadly sword for Xue Ling, he was suddenly touched somewhere in his heart. Isn't it the same as what happened to you? If she is Xue Ling, will Su Yujie also hold a sword like that woman? Xiao Ran kept asking himself questions. Xiao Ran knows well what Mo Xianyun thinks in her heart that it is a painless effort, regardless of gains and losses, and consequences. It turns out that I'm not just so infatuated. Why don't you cherish it until you live?

"Ah~" Xiao Ran touched the pain he most unwilling to mention, and his eyes were gradually replaced by a scarlet color, like a demon. Suddenly, he shouted, "Leave your life!"

Xiao Ran is agile at first, and he has been even more powerful since he learned the "ghost ghost walk" from Tang Wenying. A shadow floated by, and the toes soared into the air. When the body reached the highest place, four or five cyan vines flew out of the treetops. A little on the tip of the foot, such as stepping on the pedal. The body suddenly rose a little higher. Although it is extremely surprising, it is still four or five feet away from Meng Yunhe above his head.

Meng Yunhe disdained: "If the head is here again, come and get it if you have the ability!"

Xiao Ran was like a demon. His eyes were full of blood and made a chilly laugh, but his voice was very calm. He said word by word, "Damn it!"

Meng Yunhe doesn't know why Xiao Ran is so confident, but this strong murderous spirit can't be faked.

"Who is this person? Why are you on Golden Toad Island?"

"Does he want to cut people off?"

"Impossible, absolutely refuse, although I don't know how this person's martial arts skills are, and how can he fight against Ren Xiaoyao without occupying power..."

A few disciples of Tangmen on the ground talked one after another and looked into the air in surprise. Under Qianyuehua, Xiao Ran is like a demon god. In the face of the former first master who threatened to take Meng Yunhe's life, his attitude was so anxious. With this senseless courage, several people in the world can reach it. Luo Qianfeng looked at Xiao Ran. He didn't know why this teenager who had been secretly helping him suddenly became crazy. Even if he was highly skillful, he had never seen anyone compete with Ren Xiaoyao head-on.

Xiao Ran's right hand flashed in the void, and a dark red square box appeared. The upward momentum continued until six hanging-footed black bees came out at the top. Two perfect arcs came out. Tangmen's secret skill: Shura hand! The disciples on the field looked stunned, and even a few of them were proficient in this hidden weapon technique. Although it was extremely strange, it was obviously not enough to deal with Ren Xiaoyao, and everyone couldn't help shaking their heads.

With the hanging black bee out of his hand, Xiao Ran never looked at it again. His body fell, the sound of the flute rose, and he devoted himself to the performance.

Everyone is like being immersive, with the sound of birds singing, the sound of sand blowing bamboo leaves, and the sound of mountain springs flowing. As refreshing as a breeze Buddha's face, a peaceful atmosphere, and there is no sense of murder. Suddenly, the sound of the flute turned sharply. The ape roared, the gorgeous tiger roared repeatedly, the eagle sobbed in the sky and the dragon leaped into the abyss. All the scenes were destroyed in an instant. The contrast between the front and back was huge, and everyone was immersed in it. At this time, sweat on their faces leaked down. Meng Yunhe has seen the power of Xiao Ran Zixiao, and naturally dares not be careless.

I saw six hanging-footed black bees crossing an arc and suddenly appeared in front of them. Although the speed is faster than ordinary hidden weapons, do you think you have no power to fight again? There's nothing you can do if you can't dodge in mid-air? What a joke. Although he didn't know what medicine was sold in Xiao Ran's gourd, he slapped it fiercely with one hand: " pretend to be a ghost, look at the palm!"

The black bee is extremely fast and can't be distinguished by the cover of the night. Moreover, who will use the poisonous bee as a hidden weapon in the world? Ren Xiaoyao's kung fu is much higher than Meng Yunhe's. Naturally, he can't compare with him in his eyes. He saw the hanging black bee clearly. He was shocked and kicked the tree with his feet and reminded him, "The hidden weapon is fraudulent!" Meng Yunhe couldn't avoid it, and he used his best to learn with one palm and two legs. The sound of the flute turned again, and whether it was running water, birds singing or dragon and tiger roaring, they all disappeared. The desolate breath of everything.

The sound of the flute, the missing is far away, the past life and this life are unforgettable, time is intertwined, where to find it.

Six hanging-footed black bees are arranged in a shuttle-like manner. At this time, several pairs behind them are opened, and with the help of the momentum, they surged a little. In the hexagonal star state, it is divided into Meng Yunhe. The black bee seemed to find his eyes, and several breaths avoided one after another. Ren Xiaoyao sat by and ignored it. Dantian took a deep breath and roared. It turned out to be the sound wave work used to get out of trouble. Xiao Ran only felt that his brain had been hit hard, and a trace of mind connected with the black bee almost lost contact. If it is normal, you can't control your coma. At this time, for some reason, an anger gushed out of his body, and a steady stream of heat surged up, and Dantian was like a fire.

Xiao Ran suddenly thought of the Jiaodan he took a few days ago. Hasn't it been absorbed yet? In the air, the five black bees slowed down a little. Meng Yunhe did not hesitate to practice a few feet and shot down two black bees that had no time to avoid. When the fourth palm was released again, the strange cold light flashed, and the left arm was numb, and a black bee was piercing his arm. The five fingers holding the Xuan iron chain gradually did not work hard and did not dare to fall. Ren Xiaoyao quickly shook the black iron chain and tried to pester Meng Yunhe. He heard the buzzing sound. The remaining black bees pricked his chest with fierce momentum, and the stitches flashed with cold light. If Meng Yunhe was under him, he would definitely be poisoned within a short distance.

He sighed helplessly and waved the long chain to protect his chest. In the different eyes of everyone, Meng Yunhe fell from six or seven feet high in mid-air. The crowd was shocked and speechless. Tang Wuying stammed, "Senior, he... cut off this man..." Although Luo Qianfeng didn't look too much surprise on his face, he was shocked. No one expected that the teenager would really do it.

Meng Yunhe was cut off from Ren Xiaoyao's hand and became a beauty. Who can reach this pride? Luo Qianfeng and Ren Xiao have been against each other several times. Naturally, he knows that Ren Xiaoyao is so good at martial arts that even he can't do it. Although Ren Xiaoyao has just come out of trouble, his strength has greatly declined. But he is still a real innate master! This teenager is at most a great level. How much courage it takes to intercept people from Ren Xiaoyao. Although it's only a short moment, it's hard to see. But it is as dangerous as breaking into thousands of troops alone.

The mysterious skill of flute control is perfectly presented in front of everyone, and no one has ever used it so skillfully before. I'm afraid that this news will soon spread all over the country. Luo Qianfeng muttered, "Isn't the golden scales not something in the pool? There is another rookie in the world to fight for the front."