Chapter 228 S stubborn

"No." Gong Yunxiu refused.

Qin Yan repeated again: "You give up!"

"Are you worried about his ruthlessness under his sword? Don't worry, I won't even have the power to protect myself."

"When you come to the ring, it will be too late to regret it."

Is that right? I'd like to see if he can really take my life!"

"So..." Qin Yan raised his right hand and stretched out his index finger. "If you take me 20 moves, I will let you come to the stage." When the words fell, the finger suddenly appeared in the middle of Gong Yunxiu's eyebrows, and a little cold light came straight in. Following the ice flowers, the piercing chill had frozen and paralyzed the part pointed to by the fingertips.

The light and shadow changed, pulling out a series of remnants, and the gray robe drifted away, sliding up more than ten feet along the rugged cliff. But the cold finger also followed, biting Gong Yunxiu's forehead. A wisp of long hair slipped out of the hood, touched by the cold light of his fingertips, and immediately broke and fell silently.

Gong Yunxiu's toes gently clicked from a protrusion on the cliff wall, showing a set of dazzling body changes, and instantly fled to a distance more than ten meters away. But before it reached the ground, the slender finger came to her again, as if it had become part of her shadow. She gasped, waved her right arm, and a circle of Taiji patterns rotated and condensed in front of her chest. However, the finger inserted unstoppably, and the Taiji map failed to stop it for a moment, and it melted like snow.

Gong Yunxiu gritted his teeth fiercely, kicked his feet, and his body fell down towards the steep cliff, just to avoid that terrible finger. The wind roared in her ears. After falling a few feet, her arm gently pressed on a blade of grass in the stone crevices on the cliff, and the fall of her body suddenly eased for more than half. Then her feet stepped on another dead branch, and her body bounced up as if there was no weight.

She thought she had avoided the deadly finger, but the corners of her eyes suddenly lit up, and the finger had chased from the side. Gong Yunxiu's breath was about to be exhausted, and he had to try his best to summon up his strength again. He turned again and slid straight down like a gecko against the cliff. She didn't dare to stay any longer. She fell down more than ten feet and fell on a protruding rock platform. Her body rotated half a circle, intending to shoot further diagonally. Unexpectedly, her forehead suddenly cooled down, and a huge force surged in and ruthlessly knocked her to the ground. She exclaimed and raised her eyes in panic, only to find that the finger had touched her forehead, and the ice flowers fell one after another, quickly condensing a layer of frost on her cheeks.

"Nine tricks." Qin Yan's voice sounded faintly, "If you fight with Ge Xinglie, you will already be a corpse at this time."

Gong Yunxiu did not dare to move. Most of the chaotic shadow under the hood has dissipated, and his delicate face is covered with frost, like a jade statue.

Qin Yan took his finger away from her forehead and said slowly, "Ge Xinglie and my cultivation are between Bozhong, and with the purple sword, you can take him up to five moves, and it's too late to admit defeat."

Gong Yunxiu took a breath, got up from the ground, and said coldly, "Don't be alarmist. You know the weakness of the art, so it's better to be so easy. If it's Ge Xinglie, he may not be able to see it.

"That is to say, you must go up?" Qin Yanxuan raised his eyebrows.

Gong Yunxiu said firmly, "I have to go."

"Well, I have to ask you to sleep..." When the voice turned in his mouth, Qin Yan's body suddenly shot out, and his right hand cut to the back neck of Gong Yunxiu like lightning. Gong Yunxiu's pupils suddenly tightened, his body flashed to the side in panic, and his upper body was almost folded into a vertical angle. However, after all, she had not fully recovered from Qin Yan's first hit. She slowed down a little and was immediately caught up by Qin Yan and gently patted her on the back of her neck. A cold force with strong paralysis penetrated in, and she suddenly felt a whirlwind, and the next movement was completely deformed and fell weakly out of the cliff.

At the last moment, she reluctantly turned her face, with a strong questioning look in her eyes. In front of Qin Yan's cold eyes, Tan opened her mouth slightly and wanted to say something, but she saw darkness coming to her face and falling into a deep sleep.

Seeing that she was about to fall off the cliff, Qin Yan stretched out his arm, hugged her back, and gently picked her up. Suddenly, his heart moved, and a feeling of being peeped rose from the depths of his soul, as if there was suddenly something behind him. Instead of turning around immediately, he slowed down his hand movements and took a gentle breath. Then, he heard the expected cold voice behind him: "Yan'er, you are really a sentimental seed!"

Although the owner of the voice has tried to be as soft as possible, it still sounds as cold as an iceberg that has not melted for thousands of years. The most important thing is that in Qin Yan's induction, the source of the sound is clearly empty. If it hadn't been for the abrupt intuition in his heart, he wouldn't have felt the arrival of the man behind him.

If the man intended to do it, he would have died many times!

A wry smile appeared on Qin Yan's face and silently spit out the breath he had just inhaled. I thought that the gap between the two had been brought closer, but I didn't expect that there was still a gap between them. The truth of the facts was simply desperate.

However, after all, I can vaguely feel his arrival, not like the ghost at the beginning, which is also a kind of gratifying progress!

The chaotic thoughts in his mind just flashed by. Qin Yan turned around, gently put the unconscious Gong Yunxiu on the rock, and bowed to the domineering Xuan'ang figure: "Master!" While speaking, he has carried the bloody formula to untie the shackles of the spiritual imprint in his heart, and the abundant spiritual power flowed out one by one, mixed with his own cold spiritual power, blending with ice and snow and swimming all over his body...

"Don't be polite!" The blood wolf monk's deep eyes stayed on Qin Yan's face, and his knife-like thin lips bent slightly and smiled. "I haven't seen you for many days. Your cultivation has improved again. It's really good!"

"Master, my disciple planned to practice in the ice and fire hell for a few days, but he was lost on the ice field and groped for a month to find a way out. Before I could report to the master, please forgive me!" As Qin Yan spoke, he felt the traces of the spiritual power running in the body. The feeling was like a snake crawling in the body, making him uncomfortable. However, he could only hide this feeling and make it look as if nothing had happened. At the same time, he secretly blocked the origin of the spiritual platform and the sea of knowledge, isolated the control of spiritual power, and let it run freely.

The spiritual power in the body has been polluted and must be dissipated as soon as possible, but Zhihai Yuanling can't get this disgusting thing, which is really irreparable!

The blood wolf monk's eyes were as cold as an abyss, but his voice became softer and softer: "You have been missing for a month, and you are indeed a little worried about being a teacher. If you go to the secret/cert to practice again next time, you'd better inform the teacher in advance.

"Yes!" Qin Yan answered respectfully.