Chapter 97 Falling off the cliff

Although Han Tianli was seriously injured, his opponent was no longer Liu Yun yesterday, but Ling Han, who was much weaker than Liu Yun. In this way, he can concentrate on Yan Song and hardly pay attention to Ling Han. In fact, Ling Han's mysterious martial soul, as a third-order Xuanshi, has been used, and basically can't pose too much threat to five or six levels of mysterious masters.

On the contrary, although Yan Song is only the fourth level of Xuanshi, he has a virtual step under his feet, and his body is changeable. There is also a purple dragon in his sleeve, which is invincible. These two stunts alone have entangled Han Tianli, who is difficult to move his body. Although the Tianxuan seven-style that kept dancing with the love wind sword in his hand is limited to kill due to his cultivation, it is undirected and precise, which makes Han Tianli have to guard against it.

The three fought for dozens of rounds at the top of this white snow mountain, and the cyan, blue and red mysterious spirit erupted, like a strange flower blooming on the top of the snowy mountain.

"Swordpoint seven stars!" Yan Song waved the wind sword, and suddenly the emerald light was cold, as if a sword turned into seven swords, and the sword pointed to Han Tianli. Han Tianli gritted his teeth and hurriedly dodged.

"Yanhu palm!" Han Tian's facade was fierce, and his eyes were like blood. With one move, a fiery red palm suddenly appeared on his arm, which was pressed against his face. Yan Song overflowed with the mysterious spirit of protecting the body again, took a virtual step under his feet and dodged by. At the same time, the purple dragon in the sleeve came and went like electricity, flying around.

"Ice palm!" Ling Han suddenly jumped up, pushed his hands together, and slapped Han Tianli with a huge ice palm. Han Tianli dodged the purple dragon beard, and his backhand was another hot tiger palm, rushing to Ling Han, who was attacking from behind him. Two huge Xuanqi palm prints crossed each other and made a loud noise.

But after all, Ling Han's mysterious power is limited, and his cold palm was immediately melted by the tiger's palm. At the same time, the red palm was unstoppable and hit his face. He couldn't dodge. His whole body was swept by the fire, emitting a "ah" of pain, and then flew backwards out.

Yan Song was shocked. Ling Han was hit hard this time. His body flew out like this, and it was likely to fall directly from the cliff. At this time, he hurried away, and his body swung into the air like a goose. He grabbed Ling Han and planned to drag him back. But at this time, Han Tianli came out of a strange footwork. Suddenly, dozens of iron swords were suddenly shot out on the snowy ground, pointing straight at the two people in the air - another hidden weapon!

Yan Song was horrify, and his right arm suddenly used his strength to throw Ling Han to the place of the blue eagle with the swordsman's leading sword to avoid the incoming flying sword, and he turned sharply, and the love sword took the opportunity to hit the flowing cloud. Suddenly, he rotated like a flowing cloud, and dozens of long swords below him were shot at him, which were cut to the ground by the lightning-like emerald sword spirit around him.

But after all, two fists are hard to beat the four hands. No matter how dense the love sword is, it is still found a gap by a long sword and suddenly stabbed Yan Song's right arm. Suddenly, his right hand holding the sword trembled unconsciously, the speed slowed down, and two swords stabbed him.

In a hurry, Yan Song had nowhere to hide, and his body protection suddenly soared. At the same time, he suppressed the severe pain and waved his sleeve to send out the purple dragon's beard. Han Tianli below saw this situation and knew that the opportunity was excellent, so he didn't care about the purple dragon beard, and directly carried up the mysterious spirit. A two-foot-long red qi sword came out through his arm and directly hit Yan Song's protective mysterious spirit, and he himself was also pierced through his thigh and lower abdomen by the purple dragon beard.

Seeing this, Ling Han immediately waved the long sword in his hand and shot it out. This time, Han Tianli no longer had the strength to dodge. He didn't seem to feel the rear coming. When he reacted, the huge blue sword spirit had come to his neck. In just a moment, he let him separate his hands. Leave.

"Yan Song!" After Han Tianli fell down, Ling Han saw the figure flying backwards behind him. He was horrifying and rushed forward, but he couldn't think of a way to pull Yan Song back.

At this time, the Xintianying on the side of the top of the mountain let out a cry, then flapped its wings twice, and its feet suddenly ran up and took off. It rushed to Yan Song, who fell from the cliff like lightning, and carried Yan Song on its back in a blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Ling Han quickly put down his hanging heart. He breathed a soft breath and waited for Xin Tianying to come up. However, he suddenly found that the injured eagle suddenly shook at this time, and then fell motionlessly!

"Step on the eagle and jump up, quickly!" Ling Han shouted to Yan Song.

"It's too late--" Yan Song looked up at Ling Han, who was getting farther and farther away from him, and knew that he didn't have the ability to jump nearly a hundred feet. He looked at the blue eagle under him, endured the severe pain of his right arm, suddenly turned under the blue eagle, grabbed its claws, gritted his teeth and shouted loudly, and violently threw it up, while his body accelerated and fell down.

The wind and snow under the cliff, and Ling Han could no longer see any shadow lying on the edge of the cliff. At the time of despair, a blue dot suddenly came into his eyes. He thought that the blue eagle came up with Yan Song, but found that it was the blue eagle that flew up by itself. He was stunned again and saw that the blue eagle did not fly up, but was thrown up, because its The wings are not spread at all.

Ling Han looked at the scene in front of him desperately. Suddenly, his eyes tightened and saw that after the blue eagle stopped at the highest point, he suddenly opened a pair of wings and rushed down the cliff like an arrow away from the string. He thought that the blue eagle might have stimulated the potential energy in his body. This time, he was bound to save his master, so he waited by the cliff.

One day, two days and three days passed, but he didn't wait for anything. Standing up, Ling Han stood on the top of the snowy mountain and looked around with a melancholy expression. He looked up to the sky and roared, then held his sword and rushed down the mountain. He came to the valley and walked more than ten miles along the valley. He did not find any road to the back cliff. Later, he met several hunters on the mountain 20 miles away. The hunter told him that the cliff behind the mountain was a naturally formed chasm, and the cracks were bottomless. The people who went down were inadvertently blown down by the strong wind on the top of the mountain, no One person came back.

Ling Han did not give up. He ran for dozens of miles in this gap and finally found that the iron lock bridge was connected between the two cliffs, swaying as if it could be broken at any time. Ling Han carefully followed the iron lock bridge to the opposite cliff and walked more than ten miles along the peak, but still did not find the road down to the abyss.

After tossing for more than ten days, he finally sighed and left the snow valley.

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It is said that Yan Song threw the blue eagle up, and his figure accelerated to fall, but the abyss was so deep that it could not fall to the bottom for a while. He only felt the wind and snow sword in front of him, which made him unable to open his eyes, and his ears could not hear anything except the sound of the wind. He didn't know how long he had fallen. He suddenly heard the sound of an eagle. He suddenly looked up and narrowed his eyes. At first, he couldn't see anything, but immediately, he saw his sky eagle breaking through the wind and snow, appeared on his head and rushed under him.

Yan Song saw that the wound on the left wing of Xintianying had been frozen by cold air, and its body was already trembling. This time, it carried him, and it was more like bumping on the stormy waves. Yan Song tried to break away from it several times, but it flashed away. Finally, Yan Song finally figured out that although Tianying could not save himself, he would try his best not to fall to death.

He began to hold the blue eagle's neck tightly and looked down carefully. In order to survive, he couldn't miss it every minute. One person and one eagle swayed. Although it was hovering and descending, the falling speed was still extremely fast. In a short time, there was less wind and snow on the side. Except for the falling wind, there was nothing to stop Yan Song's eyes. The teenager clearly saw that there was a green and light yellow color below. The green one was some trees and vegetation, and the light yellow one should be the land.

The green and light yellow color is like a long ribbon extending from one end to the other. Among them, there are also crystal-like lakes and several silver-gray dots, which are very concentrated and neat, looking like buildings!

Feeling about sixty or seventy feet below, Yan Song jumped away from the sky eagle to reduce the pressure on it so that it could fall freely, while he stepped on the empty step and rushed to the cliff not far away. His figure moved back and forth between the cliffs nearly a hundred feet away from left and right, and the falling speed became slower and slower. Finally, he floated like a fairy down to the earth and fell into the woods below.

Yan Song found that the leaves of these trees in the forest were very large, which looked like their southern trees, but they could not be named. He heard an eagle in front of him and knew that the sky eagle had also fallen, so he walked out of the woods.

A person and an eagle met at a huge stone outside the woods. Yan Song explored the surrounding environment with his mental strength and saw that there was nothing strange here, so he called the sky eagle closer and began to examine the wound for it.

He found that the left wing of the Xintianying was penetrated by a fist-sized blood hole. At this time, the frozen wound seemed to have a tendency to melt. Thinking that he did not have a panacea to cure the blue eagle, he gritted his teeth, pulled out the long sword inserted into his right arm, and then blood flowed to the wound of the Xintianying. The sky eagle leaned motionless on the boulder and occasionally gasped twice, as if enjoying the healing of dragon blood.

Here, he helped Xin Tianying finish the "medicine". The teenager endured the severe pain, sat on the ground, picked up the Qingmu seal with both hands, and began to heal his wounds by himself. The cyan cyclone in his body began to accelerate, and perfect arcs appeared on the body surface. From time to time, there will be a vein of cyan Xuanqi gathering on the body surface, accumulating thicker and thicker. Finally, like blisters, humming into the surrounding void.

About two hours later, Yan Song opened his eyes. The wounds in his body were not serious for the time being. The wooden Xuanqi had completely protected his heart. As for those wounds, he also stopped bleeding and began to feel slightly itchy. Yan Song was very excited to have such a set of healing techniques. If he were an ordinary person and suffered such a serious injury, it would take ten days and a half months to treat it. When he only had wooden attribute skills before, it would take three or four days to operate and heal wounds. But now, with the Aoki fingerprint, it will almost recover in two hours. This kind of speed is far from comparable to the spiritual elixir!

Yan Song felt that it was getting dark, so he took some food from Najie and gave it to Xin Tianying to eat. After a quick dinner, one eagle was not in a hurry to sleep, but curiously inquired around, because Yan Song seemed to see some neat silver-gray buildings gathered below when he was high in the sky. He was curious about whether there were still people living here?

Yan Matsumoto wanted Xintianying to fly up to inquire, but considering that the latter's wings were seriously injured, he had to move slowly. A man and an eagle walked away from the woods behind him and walked forward. When they came to a small lake, it was completely dark. The other side of the lake seemed to be the building he saw in the air, so they walked forward with great curiosity.