Chapter 115 Joint

"Senior sister!" Qin Yan called and walked a few steps to get forward. At this time, he saw Yemole humming in a low voice, and the wrist holding the sword slowly raised, and a slight sound passed with the wind. Qin Yan's heart trembled, and his footsteps suddenly froze.

The tip of the sword is still bleeding, and the cold wind blows the blade and trembles slightly. The blood came from a wound on Yu Hanyan's right shoulder, which was red and shocking. She turned her back to Qin Yan and remained motionless. Qin Yan was anxious, but he was worried about Yemole's attack on her. Seeing that the sword was getting higher and higher, it was about to reach her chest, his eyes were about to crack, but he did not dare to make any sound.

Sister, run away! Obviously, there is a chance!'

Yu Hanyan could not feel his heart, but stood in a daze. Seeing that the sword that should have been held in his hand was aimed at him in turn, the cold breath penetrated through the bone, and for a moment, it was like falling into an ice cave, and even the idea of escaping could not come out.

"You, do it..."

Although it has never been shown, all her beliefs and pride are carried on her superb swordsmanship. Now even this remaining pride has been broken. The dreamland of avoiding the world and comforting has been shattered, and the sad and sad reality has poured in, which makes her frustrated and desperate.

It turns out that my swordsmanship is nothing more than this... I don't have the ability to avenge the deep blood. The loving elders, vicious demons, and those countless entanglements, just dissipate with the wind. I'm already very tired...

Although Yemole did not open his eyes, all the scenes around him could not hide his consciousness. Seeing Yu Hanyan look like this, he frowned slightly: "Is this a loss of fighting spirit? It is very rare for poor monks to use the 'Dayana Collection of Ten Classics', but your weak mind doesn't seem to deserve such exquisite swordsmanship!"

Yu Hanyan said lightly, "If you want to kill, kill, why talk too much. You don't have to talk about a dying person anymore.

"Yu Hanyan!" At this time, Qin Yan finally couldn't help shouting angrily, "Are you an idiot!" Qin Yan clenched his fist and gritted his teeth with hatred. Obviously, there is still a way to live, but you have to die. You are simply the stupidest woman in the world!

Yu Hanyan sighed and said faintly, "You don't understand." You are lucky. Although your life is lonely, you don't have to bear so much responsibility and suffering. And who can know my pain?

Qin Yan was stunned. Indeed, he didn't understand anything about this mysterious senior sister. I don't know her past, I don't understand her sadness, I don't understand her sigh, how can I comfort her? However, in any case, it shouldn't be like this. Has today's journey become an eternal secret?

The sound of bone joints rattling came from his fists. He lowered his head, his eyes were red, and he said in a low voice, "Okay, go to hell. I will forget you soon. After that three-year appointment, I will soon find another suitable candidate. There will always be someone to make up for a place vacancies of dead people..."

Yu Hanyan's body trembled slightly and he raised his head. But what came into view was the dark face of Yemole without any expression, and the cold sword that almost penetrated the body. She opened her mouth and said with difficulty, "I'm sorry, I..." I lost my temper and regretted it, but now it's irreparable. Let me kneel down and bow my head, beg this demon monk to show mercy and spare my life?

At this time, he saw Yemole's wrist turn and take back the sword in front of him. He gently wiped his two fingers on the sword as bright as autumn water and said, "Good sword. I don't know the name of this sword?"

Yu Hanyan was stunned. What do you mean, is this to let me go? Without hesitation, she immediately stepped back a few steps and said in a low voice, "It's called Po Shang. It's a sword used by my teacher in his early years."

Yamole played with the sword in his hand, took a few sword flowers, and said, "It turns out that this is a broken death. It is not an insult to pass it to you without a real person." With that, his wrist trembled, and the long sword flew out of his hand, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, shooting head-on at the jade cold smoke. Yu Hanyan was so good that he pinched the hilt of the sword as soon as his five fingers came out, and only heard the long sword make a pleasant sound, as if to tell the joy of reuniting with the master. Yu Hanyan was not in such a good mood. She frowned and looked at Yemole and said coldly, "What does this mean?"

Yamole nodded and smiled: "The poor monk heard that in addition to the emperor's extremely shocking sword, Jiulongfeng also has a 'shaking innocent sword', which is the strongest sword skill in the world. It coincides with the fate today, and the poor monk would like to see it.

Before Yu Hanyan answered, Qin Yan took a few steps quickly, stood side by side with her, and said, "Senior sister, this person looks like he is holding a victory, and he doesn't pay attention to us at all. I can't stand this tone anyway. Don't stand there. Come and do him together!"

Yu Hanyan turned his head, and Chuji's pretty face smiled: "Don't worry, my family will not show off again."

Lu Li on the other side laughed: "Jade Beauty, Jade Beauty, you finally understand. In fact, at the beginning, I also thought I could fight with this monk alone. This guy is really hidden! Fortunately, your brother's eyesight is a little better than that of the jade beauty. You can see through his disguise in time, otherwise you will end up with you. I'm ashamed..." He said scornfully, and his feet were unambiguous. He gently approached the five steps of Yemole from the other direction, and Qin Yan were at a quarrel.

Faced with the pressure emanating from the three people together, even Yemole couldn't help but be slightly moved, showing a solemn look on his face. One hand held alone in front of his chest and the other hand hanging in his lower abdomen, pinching out mysterious handprints. Suddenly, the ethereal Buddha's spell Sanskrit sounded in the ears of the three people again, empty, sad and illusory.

If it continues to be deadlocked, the Buddha's curse will become louder and louder, seriously disturbing the mind. Yu Hanyan's "shaking innocent sword" is to gather the strength of the enemy and counterattack. At first, it must be defensive and unable to attack. Then, let's hand over this heavy responsibility of taking the lead...

When thinking about this, Qin Yan took a step first, and the golden flame of blood soared in his palms, exhaled his voice, and quickly rushed to Yemole.

Just as his footsteps first moved, Lu Li also followed for the first time. The light in his hand flashed, and two flying knives shot out together, pointing to the two key points in Yemole's chest and abdomen. Then Yu Hanyan also caught up with her. Her body was extremely fast. Although she was late, she quickly fell to the position side by side with Qin Yan.

These three are the best figures of the young generation in the world today, and any of them is enough to take on the superb cultivation of the faction. Facing them forced in front of him, Yemole, whose Buddha beads, monk's clothes and bamboo hats had been destroyed, put on his upper body, slowly lined up his arms and put on a mysterious posture.