Chapter 715 Heart palpitations

The two confront each other.

For a long time, a gust of wind blew Qin Yan's long hair, and the messy hair swept over his forehead. The pupils of Qin Yan and Hao Chenang narrowed a little. Qin Yan said slowly, "Brother Hao..." Feng Er stopped, and his hair pressed against his forehead. Qin Yan's body shot at Hao Chen's body. A cyan shadow lit up from his waist, dividing Hao Chen's body diagonally into two parts.

Hao Chen's eyes condensed, and his left palm seemed to hold up a mountain. The four fingers slid lightly through the body of the sword, but the overwhelming force made Qin Yan's breath stagnate and created an irresistible illusion. Qin Yan squeezed his lips tightly, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and his body turned forward, making Hao Chen's palm miss from his chest, and the long sword had quietly hit the other party's waist. Hao Chenang suddenly accelerated, and the long sword could stab the virtual shadow he left behind. When the two quickly turned around and met each other, they had completely changed their positions.

"Bum!" Qin Yan's left hand collided with Hao Chen's fist, and Qi Qi stiffened.

At this moment, Xinxian took action.

The blue dagger protruding from the sleeve is not Qin Yan, but Hao Chenkang.

The dagger plunged into Hao Chen's right arm, and a sense of paralysis penetrated his body, and Hao Chen's strength quickly lost strength. His eyes flashed with consternment, confusion and suddenness, and he slowly fell down.

"Good job." Qin Yan withdrew his palm.

"Big Brother--"

"Brother Hao!"

"Hao Shaoxia!"

He Lianshan and others wanted to rush up angrily and were blocked by Qin Yan: "He has lost. You should surrender!"

He Lianshan and others could not break through Qin Yan's interception and poured their anger on the immortals one after another: "Despicable and shameless bitch!" "Bitch!" I will never let you go!"

Xinxian ignored their shouts, pulled out the dagger and carefully bandaged the wound for Haochen. She muttered, "If you want to blame me, just blame me..."

If there is no interference of Xin Xian, the result of Qin Yan and Hao Chen's full fighting will be one death and one injury. It will be Hao Chen-gang who will die, and Qin Yan will win by a narrow margin. In this life-and-death struggle with a small gap, no one can hold hands. Xinxian expected this result, so he sent a message to Qin Yan with his heart and asked him to deliberately fight with Hao Chen, leaving her a gap for sneak attack.

Haochen is willing to bear all the blame for the fire of the right path, but Xinxian is also willing to give everything for this man. She would rather he hate his life than watch him die.

This is her love.

The overall situation has been decided. The momentum of the magic door entering the Central Plains can no longer be stopped.

But just two days later, Qin Yan, who had just subdued Huanglong Island, suddenly felt a burst of heart palpitations. There was a voice telling him that he should go back to the door to have a look. So he left Jiang Moyu to preside over the overall situation, and one of them rushed back to the women's gate.

Kowloon Peak.

Clouds and fog surround the endless mountains, and several wooden houses are located on the steepest cliffs. The invincible real people in the world practice here.

But today, a golden light rose to the sky, the wooden house collapsed, and the real person jumped up the sky with the jade cold smoke and went straight north.

A delicate dagger was inserted into the chest of the real person, and the clothes around the blade were soaked in dark red **. But he didn't look at his wound. He held Yu Hanyan's cheek and called anxiously in her ear, "Hold on!"

The first person in the world is in turmoil at this moment.

Just in front of a incense, Yu Hanyan, who was practicing the sword, suddenly fell down and his seven orifices were bleeding. The real person went to help her, unprepared in concern, and was stabbed into her chest by a dagger in her sleeve.

"Today, I can't hold on..." Looking at the shocked expression of the real person, the dying Yu Hanyan smiled palely, "It lasted until the last day of the imprint outbreak, let you live for so long, just take it as a reward for your upbringing."

With a look, the real person understood the reason for her physical collapse: it was the mark of the mother gate! There has been no true nourishment of the Lord of India for many days, and the mark in the sea of Qi has exploded!

Before he could think about the reason why Yu Hanyan attacked him, he took her straight to the door.

On the way, Yu Hanyan muttered the answer: "Twelve years ago, when you fought with the blood wolf monk, my parents died under the aftermath of your sword spirit... I was adopted by the magic gate, and Yan Yin erased my memory with illusion and let me switch to Jiulongfeng. Only when I dream every night will I wake up my hatred for you, practice illusions in my dream, and forget it completely the next day... It was not until three years ago, when my illusion was successful, that I made up completely. At that time, I made up my mind that even if I tried to die, I must pull you to hell..."

"Master won't let you go to hell!" The real man turned his head, rushed into the hinterland of the Pos Gate in the golden package, and roared like thunder, "Yan Yin! Get out of here!"

Five powerful breaths came out together.

Blood Wolf Monk, Yan Yin, Dugu Sheng, old man who sweeps the ground, old man who plays chess.

They were also very surprised by the visit of a real person. There are all kinds of forbidden arrays in the Bashimen, and non-demon disciples will be greatly restricted. How can the old and cunning real people break through regardless of the consequences?

The real person carefully put Yu Hanyan on a flat ground. The blood wolf monk looked at it and asked Yanyin to cross a Zhenyuan for Yu Hanyan from the air, and then ordered his disciples to bring Yu Hanyan into the mountain forbidden land.

A war broke out in the sky*, and only the mountain forbidden land was safe in the whole country.

The intensity of the six strongest heavenly masters in the world cannot be described by pen and ink.

The sky is dark, and the sun and the moon are lightless. Qingyun collided, the sword spirit destroyed the mountain, the spiritual veins were absorbed and dried up by spells, the gods and demons were called to help the fist, and the ancient Jade Dynasty sword array reappeared in the world.

It is rumored that the five elders of the Bashimen have used the formula of giving up their lives, which is still not enough to calm the sword spirit of the real person.

The reason why the real person did not move was that the sword was too strong, which exceeded the limits of the law of the human world, attracted the heavenly machine, and was struck by the thunder of the Jade Qing God and died by God.

But there are also rumors that the real person's sword split the divine thunder, proved the Taoism and soared to the upper world.

In short, when Qin Yan arrived, the war was over, and only the blood wolf monk was laughed wildly in the sky: "From now on, there will be no first in the world!"

Qin Yan doesn't care about the results of the war, but only worries about the safety of Yu Hanyan. He took Yu Hanyan out of the forbidden place and asked Yanyin to resolve the marks in Yu Hanyan's body in front of the blood wolf monk. At this time, the five masters of the Demon Sect were all in the sequelae of giving up their lives. The blood wolf monk did not say anything. Yan Yin had no choice but to remove the imprint in Yu Hanyan's body under the soft words of Qin Yan's hidden threat.

On the same day, the blood wolf monk summoned Qin Yan to the ancestral temple, talked about it in detail for an afternoon, and then announced in front of everyone that he would pass the throne to Qin Yan.

The next day, the blood wolf monk was closed to death. Under Mu Hongqiu's five sequelae and the new wounds of the unmovable sword spirit, he sat down and died.