Chapter 14 The sound of the emperor's departure from the stars

Li Qianren shouted, and the nine-foot spirit waved fiercely. With just a blow like a wind and thunder, he broke the gas sword that Mo Cheng was constantly attacking with Qianjun's momentum. With a bang on his sword body, he only slapped Mo Cheng down from mid-air, and then gently turned his body, driving the divine sword to rotate lightly and stroked a few semicircle. At that time, Mo Cheng's hamstrings and hamstrings were cut off separately.

Mo Cheng shouted miserably and bathed in blood all over his body. At this time, his body was full of blood splashed out. With a cling sound, the red leaves in his hand could not hold for a long time and fell to the ground, and his unstoppable body was shaking in the wind.

He was angry and his eyes were sad. When he looked at Li Qianren, his face was full of disbelief, and he just muttered to himself, "I'm with your brother, why... Why did you do this to me..."

When Qimiao and Ling Shuiyue saw this tragic image of Mo Cheng, they were also quite touched. Ling Shuiyue couldn't help but blush and blurted out: "Li Qianren... Why are you so vicious? Does my sister like people like you..."

"Mo Cheng..." Li Qianran suddenly took the sword in his hand, held the body of this close friend who had grown up together, and said in a low voice, "Anyway, I won't kill you. If I don't do this, I won't let you really leave the military alliance..."

After saying this, Mo Cheng couldn't help staring at it. Qi Miao also suddenly realized that the demon lord was painstakingly and did not want to kill this former friend, nor did he want him to return to Dongkunlun to be his enemy. As a last resort, he had to take this strategy, first removing his internal strength with a sword, and then scrapping him with a sword. The martial arts......

"My swords are not deep..." Li Qianran apologized softly to his best friend, "Although you don't have martial arts, you can still carry things in the future..."

It turned out that he did not completely cut Mo Cheng's tendons and hamstrings, but cut them seriously. Mo Cheng shook his head with a bitter smile and suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed. Then he looked sad and looked down at Li Qianran's concerned eyes and sighed helplessly, "It turns out that you did all this to let me in the second half of my life. In the middle, you can still live painful..."

"Mo Cheng..." Li Qianran's chest was full of tens of millions, and he couldn't speak for a moment.

However, he saw Mo Cheng struggling to pick up the red leaf sword, support the ground with his sword, bent his body, and never looked over here again. He just walked alone to the depths of the woods. He whispered and murmured: "Prime Minister Bai still presses the sword, a song and farewell to leave the funeral, Mo Cheng, Mo Cheng, the departer Mo Cheng..."

"Farewell... Li Xingjian Mocheng..." Qi Miao looked at the only son of the swordsman in black, who was lonely and walked into the depths of the woods and gradually disappeared. He couldn't help but have mixed feelings. He stood with Li Qianyan, watching the once active swordsman disappear, and expressed his last respect in a remarkable way.

After half a sound, Li Qianran closed his eyes. When he suddenly opened his eyes, he seemed to have forgotten what had happened before. He just looked at Ling Shuiyue carefully and said to him with a smile, "Shuiyue, you and your sister really look like..."

"You... You are Li Qianran..." Ling Shuiyue shrank and slightly hid behind Qi Miao. Perhaps the previous scene made her a little puzzled and confused about Li Qianren. Li Qianren didn't care about her move and looked at Qi Miao with a smile and said, "Qimiao real person, are you feeling better?"

"It's much better, thank you for your concern." When Li Qianren spoke normally, it was like a spring breeze blowing on his face, and it was completely different from the previous opening of martial arts. Qi Miao worshipped him in his heart and thought that this man was indeed a hero from the demon religion, but he listened to Li Qianren's slight meditation and said, "Although Qimiao's real injury is just recovering, I still have a ruthless request..."

"Lord, please tell me..." Qi Miao said.

"The child Shuiyue suffers from a chronic disease. Now her sister is looking for her. I have something else to do in southern Xinjiang today, and I would like to ask you to send her back to her sister Ling Shuanghua." Li Qianran said slowly.

"Hey! My sister is not far from here. If you don't want to see her, why do you have to find such an excuse!" Hearing Li Qianrong's words, Ling Shuiyue immediately shouted angrily. She turned her head and stared at Qi Miao and said, "I'm not a child anymore. I don't need others to send it!"

"Haha, I really have something else..." Li Qianren smiled, motioned at Qimiao's eyes, and then comforted Ling Shuiyue, "Your sister misses you very much. Don't be capricious. You have to get rid of Qimiao real people here. You have to believe him..."

Then she paused and finally said, "That's it. I'm in a hurry to go first..."

After saying that, the demon master looked back at the direction of Mo Cheng's disappearance. His eyes swept over, and he didn't know what emotions gushed out from the bottom of his heart. Suddenly, he turned his head and walked forward in a big step. Only a few steps away, his figure disappeared.

Qimao looked at the direction of Li Qianren's walking, looked at it for a moment, and said to himself, "Did the devil meet us by chance, or did he come to save Ling Shuiyue? He was so anxious. What on earth did he come to southern Xinjiang for?"

"Hey, leave me alone. I can go back to Taoism by myself..." Ling Shuiyue suddenly glanced at Qi Miao, jumped back and pulled away another distance.

"This girl..." Qi Miao smiled bitterly, and a blue light rose in her hand. She saw the frost condensed and form an ice rope. She suddenly trapped the girl's legs and feet, making her unable to walk away.

"Ouch, ouch!" Ling Shuiyue twisted her body and called dissatisfiedly, "Why did you freeze someone with such a cold thing? You dare not let me go quickly!"

"Don't lie to people. I have already seen that you are also a meritorious person. This bit of coldness can't help you. It's just trap your actions..." Qi Miao shook her head and said, and Ling Shuiyue's little face turned half red. At this time, Qi Miao waved her hand, and suddenly a light gathered on Ling Shuiyue, and the latter said angrily "What are you going to do again!"

"I haven't talked to you about my brother's escape from a hundred miles. Your comfort is the trust of the devil. I can't let you run away again." Qi Miao Zhanyan smiled cunly and raised another light between his hands. He saw Ling Shuiyue protest loudly in great anger, but he couldn't shrink his body smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared in his arms.

Qimiao recalled the angry face on Ling Shuiyue's little face, and finally waved his fist to protest. He couldn't help shaking his head and thought of where Shen Danyang had disappeared. However, according to Ling Shuiyue, his life should be worry-free. He cast a little spell and left some unreachable light marks in the sky, which was Xiaoyao Zongte. There was a way to convey the signal. Shen Danyang looked at it and naturally came back to look for it. Now he was relieved and went straight to Li Qianran to pass the message and went straight to the south.

He skimmed all the way, and the land in southern Xinjiang was vast, and the rolling hills were connected into pieces, floating in green colors. The distant clouds were wrapped in a thick and bloated body, reunited in the air. A round of red sun hung in the middle of the sky, the bright light was scattered, the golden light was scattered, and the clouds were shining through the golden light, imitating Buddha is the jade hand of the beautiful woman who lifted the lid and glanced at it gently, revealing the infinite amorous feelings in summer.

When I leaned over and looked at it, the golden light of the bright sun cast into a pool of lake water and cut out a reflection. Qi Miao flew over, and a wave appeared on the lake and quickly blew away the golden light. At a moment, the water was sparkling, the lotus lotus rippled, and the lotus fragrance floated. Suddenly, a voice sounded in Qi Miao's arms: "It's so fragrant, so fragrant..."

It was because this person was afraid that she would run away. Ling Shuiyue, who was put into Qi Miao's arms, gradually muttered: "Where is this? How come a fragrance of lotus... Let me go out and have a look..."

Seeing that Qi Miao ignored her, the girl talked to him wordyly, "I said... Your name is Qi Miao, right... Can you please let me out? It's sultry here. I'm about to suffocate..."

Qimiao still ignored it. When he gradually went to the south, he faintly heard the sound of fighting. He couldn't help but quietly warn. With a condensation, he isolated Ling Shuiyue's voice from the outside world. He even set up a blue light, doubled his speed, and rushed to the place where the sound came.

When I looked up, I saw that the two figures became clearer and clearer with the increase of the distance. When Qi Miao saw it, I was shocked. It turned out that the person opposite was Miaojiang Yubing, who had been separated from him. I saw that his hands were densely wrapped with poisonous scorpions, naked, and I didn't know what to say, and fucking a dark thing in front of him. , against another person.

When he looked at the other person again, Qi Miao also knew him. This person was Chen Naixian, the star of the military alliance. He only saw that he used all the King Kong Moro sword in one hand, and the supreme sword poured out from his fingertips, emit several white lights, and attacked the ice.

It turned out that Chen Naixian couldn't let go of his former hatred. He left Yuan Chongyue alone to find Yu Bing for revenge. Earlier, he left a mark on the side of Bing, which found him and Ling Shuanghua. When Yu Bing saw Chen Naixian rushing over, he said with God's will and asked Ling Shuanghua to retreat to the other side and Chen Naixian. Start a decisive battle.

At present, the two showed their magical power. Yu Bing shouted, naked, and summoned two colorful spots out of thin air. One or two-foot-long poisonous scorpions appeared. The two poisonous scorpions coiled on the left and right arms of the ice respectively. The two claws came across and hugged each other. The scorpion's tail surrounded Yu Bing's arm. With a sound, the poisonous needle was deeply pricked. Scorpion poison is injected into the ice.

Yu Bing shouted, and didn't know whether it was pain or hate. At a sound, the scorpion's poison wandered around. His half of the meridians burst out, and the protruding trace was actually dark colors. At this time, Yu Bing called, and a mass of black gas suddenly surged up in the clear sky. This black gas was quite strong enough to cover a person and keep squirming up and down. , it can be seen that tens of millions of fine poisonous insects condensed together, constantly rolling and spitting poisonous fog, which is very powerful.

This is the trick of pressing the bottom of the box. Once, in addition to consuming the real yuan, he also needs to use two poisonous scorpions to add mana in a way that deplete his vitality. It seems that this time he has the awareness of breaking the old grudges.

No matter where Chen Naixian, the wind and thunder did not move, but the sword spirit in his hand was constantly rising. The sword spirit in his chest was full, and his eyes were looking forward.