Sangmuyin is the most mysterious branch of the Seven Mysteries of the Evil Sect. Its base is far overseas and is known as Xiaoming Island. It is guided by people from the Gate. It is difficult to arrive at and is depicted as a place like a secret realm of the Immortal Island.
All the sect leaders claimed that Ma Canniang was the master of martial arts, and they were able to understand it. However, the last time they walked on the Dongzhou Continent and left a record of the font size, they were afraid that they would not be traced back to a hundred years ago. Du Zhuangpity said that Man Shuang was the master of Canniang, but he didn't know where he learned it.
Looking at Manshuang's appearance, he retorted unintentionally. When he responded to the wind and color, he suddenly realized: Yes, when she told her past life as "Yan Manshuang", she once said, "I was six years old when the master of the previous sect accepted me as his disciple. She said that she would take me back to the island and become a disciple." Later, she claimed to be a disciple of Yunzhuang. We intuition that the island refers to the reefs of the Broken Heart Lake, but in fact she was talking about Xiaoming Island. The one who had a master and apprentice with her but did not formally apprentice with her was not Yunzhuang, but Ma Cannibal, the lord of Sangmuyin.There is a reasonable explanation for why Man Shuang's cultivation is so high.
Although her masterful guns, swords, meteors, etc. were taught by Hou Nanyue and his wife who watched the Haitianmen, her art was based on Sang Muyin's unique skill "The Heavenly Cover Divine Art".
This skill is said to have the rare ability to maintain youth for a long time. Silkworm girls in all dynasties were peerless beauties, and they had the strange appearance of beauty and white hair. Man Shuang was able to pretend to be a girl because of this skill. This reason can also be explained.
But Du Zhuangpity has been famous for more than twenty years, and is older than Lu Yunman. When Saga is gone, regardless of her beauty or skin, it looks like a double decade of fresh and full of water. It has long been more than the four words "Pampered and Premature" can be explained. If it were not for the aura that shocked everyone, it would be difficult to imitate. Ying Fengse decided not to believe that this girl was the beauty of the cold sword herself.
(The head of white hair... Could it be that she also practiced "The Heavenly Cover Divine Art"?) Cannibal once said that she had thought of accepting a little girl as her disciple and taking her back to Xiaoming Island to teach her magical skills, but the girl was very stubborn and told her that she was dead. She actually made a poisonous oath, and she would never go to the gate of the mulberry wood in this life, and a beautiful thing would never be perfected.Yan Manshuang raised her head and gritted her teeth and said: I always thought you were very strong and defeated by the silkworm that day. Since then, you have not been with Sangmuyin. I didn't expect that you just didn't apprentice, but you still had the idea of "The Heavenly Cover Divine Art".
Should you practice the secret you snatched from Wutanxian Township?
How many times have you experienced over the years that you have grown old and rejuvenated, and you have been constantly circulating and can’t stop. You can’t stay in the moment of youth forever?
Yes, although the sudden aging makes you frightened, it is far from being as good as the aging point. Suddenly, it recovers to a small amount of mugwort overnight. The indescribable pain of the sudden change in muscles and bones can cause white hair and cannot recover even if you rejuvenate. Isn’t it?Have you ever thought that this is not actually going to be possessed by a demon, but a retribution for heaven!Du Zhuangpity's thick eyelashes, which were as dense as fans, trembled, and slowly turned up Ying Fengse. Then she noticed that even her eyelashes were silver and frosty black pupils, suddenly bursting out sharp light, as if a very deep burgundy red lips were raised slightly, and it was obviously a strange and beautiful color that was difficult to draw and depict, but she saw that the man's heart was tight, as if he had missed a few shots out of thin air.
That's the color of blood.
Ying Fengse couldn't help thinking.
Even if you are scattered, you can't scare people even if you are swaying.The silver-haired girl narrowed her bloody eyes again, and her eyes faded. Ying Fengse felt relieved and she was already sweating coldly.
But Du Zhuangpity finally refuted the words of Manshuang's Tianfu Gong and practicing the samsara. I wonder if it is because of the lack of stubbornness or fearlessness.
I am a person who has no patience. You can go with me and answer whatever you want. You can suffer less bits and pieces.
Your heart is born in the right cavity, right?I will definitely not miss it, and this is the only possibility left.
This bloody sword will be extremely painful. I will cooperate so hard. I promise to give you some fun.With a clang, he pulled out his sword from the waist of the strong bee without any extravagance.
Only then did Ying Fengse have the opportunity to look at the steel color of this world-famous magic sword with an indescribable light green halo in the steel color. However, it was not the kind of poisoned blue rainbow that was harsh. I knew there was something different, but I could not tell what kind of mechanism was buried.
The most special thing is that the crimson hilt of this sword is carved from crystal stones, and it is transparent throughout, like the wine of the outside world.
At the intersection of the handle, the sword tongue at the end of the blade can be vaguely seen inserted into the crystal handle of the hollow, locked with the appearance of the sword eye (nail). Even with the beauty of the silver-haired girl, it is difficult to hide the intimidating style of the demon sword. It can only be said that the strange people and the swords reflect each other in an interesting way.
The blood of the squid is to Du Zhuangpity, like the half-mad sword of the Tianhe Dragon King Ying Ban. Before, Ying Fengse had doubts about the girl's identity, and the smoke disappeared in front of the magic sword.
The nickname of Hongyan Leng Jian is not only about Du Zhuangpity's ruthlessness, but some people also think it is alluding to this magic sword with red handles and red scallops. It says vividly: Du Zhuangpity was with Qixuan's Fox and the leader of the Fox Sect in the past, Minghuo Yu Fox, Yindan Book has an old book, and the treasure sword held by Yindan Book Ke Xue has the ability to heal the wounds. It is a sword that saves the world, but unfortunately falls into the hands of the Qixuan Demon. The Fox Sect leans on it and runs the world, manipulating the conspiracy of the demon sword in chaos behind the scenes.
Du Zhuang Pity, who was involved in the Holy War of the Demon Sword and ranked one of the famous swords of Liuhe, gave the blood of the magic sword opposite Ke Xuedao. The person injured by this sword was in pain. The sword pierced the heart and was liberated. Although Du Zhuang Pity, who was born in the Buddha's vein, was very murderous, it was actually another kind of compassion. In order to calm down the chaos, he did not hesitate to turn against his old friends. He contributed the most to the battle to suppress the Fire Fox and kill the Buddha... It was almost such a kind of narcissism.
Ying Fengse heard Wei Wuyin mention her since the end, but he also refused to talk about other parts of the Demon Sword Battle. It is difficult to judge how much position Du Zhuangpity occupies. Only Mr. Wei once heard him and Long Dafang chatting with each other and snorted coldly: You must believe that there are great demons in the world who hold the sword to save people. So isn’t it natural for a hero to hold the magic sword known for abuse?The two little ones looked at each other and were speechless.
However, even Master Wei did not talk about demon swords or fox sects, let alone the red-eyed cold swords and Du Zhuangpity.
Most of the seniors in the martial arts world are proud of their identities. It is simply unheard of when facing the younger generations who are the first to draw their swords, but Du Zhuangpity seems to not take these rules seriously at all, and does not have any psychological burden.
Thinking of what Mr. Wei said, Ying Fengse was not surprised.
Man Shuang held the gun in both hands, placed her right hand behind her waist, and straightened her left hand, making the tip of the gun hanging down and her waist slightly sinking. She seemed to be relaxed, but in fact she was ready to fight.
I just heard her indifferently say: According to you, even if I obey the orders, you don’t plan to stay alive anymore.
Yes, after all, the head of a sect and famous swords of Liuhe are among the list, and they do such a murderous and robbery and covet the unique skills of other sects. How can they gain a foothold in the world?Only dead people can keep secrets.
But do you want to kill this Qigong Gaodi who is full of forest?Du Zhuangpity's mouth raised slightly, and his eyes moved to a dense tree canopy beside the courtyard wall. However, when he heard a rustling sound, he suddenly fell a figure with a bang, covered with black armor and fish skin, and his left arm was wearing a strange hand armor that looked like a cicada or an eagle. Although his face was covered with a single-horned half-face with a metallic glow, Ying Fengse could still clearly see the round eyes in the eye hole of the mask, and the mouth that was stretched out at all but could not make any sound.
The Nine Abyss Messenger!
From Ying Fengse's perspective, Du Zhuangpity's expression, who had slightly turned his face, suddenly felt a terrifying all over his body, and it seemed that the sword energy was penetrated. The Jiuyuan that fell under the tree made his face look deserted. His body bounced back like a thunderous blow. The mouth and nose were bleeding when it hit the trunk. It seemed that he came to his senses, fell to the ground and rolled and cried, and shouted: Senior Brother Long Fang... Save me... Help Ah!(It turns out that it is Long Fang’s Hurricane!) Ying Fengse cannot recognize that he is from which lineage he is on the mountain. Obviously, during this period, Long Fang has recruited a group of soldiers, which is not far from what he expected.
This guy was hiding in such a close place, and didn't show his voice for a long time. At least Ying Fengsemo realized that he was definitely not a mediocre player. He probably wouldn't even think that he would be stunned by Du Zhuangpity's glaring and was immediately scared.
And Manshuang took action at this time.
The red tassel spear pointed to the ground raised like a poisonous snake, shaking open the stars in the sky, like a dragon or a lightning snake, and the sound of spiraling endlessly.
Ying Fengse was shocked to realize that Man Shuang's strength was hidden deeper than she thought. Her petite body disappeared suddenly. The spurt light swallowed the graceful girl in red clothes and white hair in one mouthful, and she didn't give her opponent a chance to draw a sword.
The gun was not enough to close, and the girl in red with a sword was already on the other side, as if the two of them were crossing each other.
Yan Manshuang hurriedly returned to his horse, and the spear tip was sharp. Du Zhuang took the sword and did not hear the sound of gold and iron. The next moment, the big red sleeved shirt fluttering in the wind suddenly came to the tree, and the blue light of the blood sword flashed, and a blood pillar rose into the sky with a half-faced head full of horror!
As the blood waterfall fell in the sky, Du Zhuangpity turned around and returned to where he was. He barely caught the tip of Yan Manshuang's spear. The clanging sound was as dense as a pearl, but none of them fell into nothing. He could still hear the girl laughing like a bell, with a cold and tingling scalp: I'll kill you, what's the trouble? Stupid girl! The remaining Nine Abyss messengers appeared from hidden places such as the grass and trees around them. There were about ten people, each with ghost horns and soul-breaking armor, holding weapons and murderous intent, obviously avenging their tragic death companions.
Suddenly, someone shouted in a deep voice: ...Don't move.Hearing the sound but not seeing the person.
Another Jiuyuan, wearing four corners and half faces, turned around and said angrily: She... this woman killed Junior Brother Qi!Don't fucking move?Ying Fengse recognized his voice and thought to himself: Yunguse is here too.
The person who gives the order...is it Long Fang?I don’t know if it’s because I heard it for a long time, but I just feel it’s not like it.
The problem of not following people's words has not changed, especially Long Fang's words. He was carrying a long pole in his mouth and jumping out. Seven or eight people around him seemed to take him as the head of the horse, and they also followed the formation. The rest of the people looked at me and I looked at you, but hesitated for a while, and finally rushed over.
Don't move!Long Fang, who was hiding in the shadow, shouted violently.
His drinking seemed to have a counterproductive effect. Even the originally hesitant messenger of Jiuyuan bravely fought for the first place, holding weapons and rushing towards Du Zhuangpity as if he was flying, to avenge the tragic death of Junior Brother Qi, Fengse suddenly realized: these people are probably the faction of the Yungu Sela League, and it is obvious that Long Fang is not just committed to the rich wings during this period.
With luck, the ancient style is never awkward. After Fengyunxia Qiliner died, the power of the surrender world returned to the surviving messenger. Without the silent, erratic and omnipresent powerful domination of the Feathered Sheep God, can the mere dragon be his master?
Even if both sides openly turn against each other, they must be fighting back and forth in secret.
Long Fang had seen the true face of the feathered sheep god. Gu Wansong had already handed over the information of the surrendering world to Long Fang Huse as early as the night of the fire. With Long Fang's character, it was impossible to be open and honest to others. So far, he was still able to usurp the leader of the Jiuyuan Envoy, which was entirely due to the information asymmetry.
Yun Guse and others were ambushed around and witnessed the feathered sheep god defeated Yan Manshuang first and was controlled by Du Zhuangpity. Whoever could protect him from the female devil's hand? The benefits of prying him from him afterwards must be far better than Long Fang.
The more the Dragon Square blocked it, the more it proved that the luck was as expected. How could it be that it would be better to give up?
The fifteen Jiuyuan envoys, including the ancient colors, have no doubt about this, abandoned Liang Yiànzhen, Pity Qingqian and others along the way and rushed towards Du Zhuangpity alone!
Du Zhuangpity's big sleeves fluttered, and changed a few moves with Yan Manshuang's big red tassel gun. He used a short strike and was forced to swing by the heavy spear. The two balls were up and down while advancing and retreating. The full clothes were swinging violently. The heavy weight of the soft big breasts almost gave the illusion of pulling the neck rope. When he raised his hand, the sleeves of the robe slid down between his elbows, revealing the white and white wrists as thin as goose necks, which were lined with the bright red crystal hilt between his fingers and the flying silver hair that was flying to his waist, making him feel indescribable.
Ying Fengse's blood was thrilling. No matter how beautiful Du Zhuangpity's appearance was, no matter how hot Du Zhuangpity's body was, under the powerful pressure of the girl, she could only be cautious. This was the first time since Du Zhuangpity's appearance, the young man had an inappropriate thought of her. He came back to his senses and realized that his lower body was swollen, and he would not make a fool of himself if he had to hunch his body.
Seeing Du Zhuangpity retreating all the way, she was about to face the Jiuyuan envoy with her back door. Suddenly, her silver hair swayed, but she couldn't see clearly how she was moving. The dazzling red dress had turned to the back of the Jiuyuan envoy in charge, and a sword was penetrated from the man's armpit, puff!Punched into the throat of another messenger beside him.
Yan Manshuang was eager to pursue him, but he had no choice but to go around the line. He couldn't get around the person blocking the road and scolded angrily: ...Doway!He forced the man to attack him and saw that four or five people had fallen to the ground behind him, and he didn't even hear a clang of a weapon fighting. It turned out that Du Zhuangpity would not use a second sword to take his life.
It is not only the miscalculation of luck, but also the frost.
The past two tragic massacres surged into my heart again, and the villagers of Wu Tanxian Township seemed to echo in my ears, and the tragic cry of Shuiyue's sect. My eyes were red, as if they were splashed with blood. I could not describe the terror and horror, and I tied the girl tightly like a poisonous snake, which made her suddenly lose the desire to fight.
There is no reason why she has been living here for a long time.
Although Yan Manshuang would never admit it, even when she was playing along the heartbreaking lake with the name of "Three Sages and Weiming" and was famous for the north and south shores of the two lakes, she did not have the courage to turn straight to Shuiyue Dingxuan. Du Zhuangpity is not only an enemy, but more like a kind of inner demon, imprisoning the girl who has never aged at the scene of a childhood witness, neither physically nor mind.
With a clang, the gun fell to the ground, and the words were as if they were awake as if they were dreaming. They hurriedly bent down to pick them up. They looked up and saw only one of the fifteen Jiuyuan envoys from the Qigong Palace standing, covering their throats with one hand, making a terrible sound from their mouths, trembling hands to pull off half of the ghost horn, their eyes were bulging, and their expression was more unbelievable than painful. They turned their heads tremblingly as if they were looking for something. Unexpectedly, their necks were slightly sideways and they collapsed softly and never moved again.
The dead people were dead, but the blood smell was as fishy as imagined. The few dead people who could see clearly in the vision were all swords in their throats. The wounds did not make much blood. They were pierced by the tip of the sword and died of anger.
If this force is applied to other places, I am afraid that even the jade wheat stick can be broken, but Du Zhuang only needs to take his life like this, and it will be extravagant.
She...her murderous skills have become more sophisticated.
The cherry lips were slightly shivering, but they could not make a sound, but the killing in the field had not stopped.
Du Zhuangpity seemed to be unable to stop, stabbed Hu Mèi Shi, who was holding the corpse of Lu Lily Pill, under the sword with his hands. Even Pity Qingqian, who was so close to him, had no time to take action.
The skin of the female yin man, whose skin was slightly blue under the moonlight, was clear and scolded: What are you doing!The pair of palms was paired with Xiang Gong's unique skill "The Story of the Waves". The afterimage of the butterfly-like jade hand reflected a faint silver light under the moon. I don't know when I had already put on silver gloves. It was obvious that the Pity girl also found that the situation was wrong and secretly took precautions. She didn't expect Du Zhuang to be crazy more than she thought. She didn't ask the reason or the enemy, and killed him.
As soon as the waves came out, the momentum was like a strong wind and waves. Pity Qingqian wore silver gloves and his jade hands were not afraid of swords, and he was about to snatch Du Zhun into his arms.
The silver-haired girl's head was slightly raised, her plain shoes were backwards, her waist twisted left and right, like a cork rope, and could no longer be described as excellent elasticity. It was like a whirlwind Burmese sword, with fertile breasts even more thrown, sometimes as high as bamboo shoots, sometimes as if she was spread out like a pepper; just in this seemingly flawless retreat, a silver light suddenly came out from her robe shadow, and was unbiased and clear throat, as if she had recognized that she had bumped into her. It was so fast that no one could save her.
pity...pity girl!Liang Yiàn Zhenzi's eyes were about to break, and before she could get up, the bright and beautiful silver silk in her blood robe had already caught her eye. A little strange cold came to her throat, forcing her hair to stand up, and an indescribable sense of despair rushed to her forehead!
After all, he was the leader of Fenghua Wanlou who had been surviving from adversity. Liang Yiànzhen was definitely not the one who was looking for death. The snow neck was slightly sideways, but he felt a sharp pain on his neck. The sharp blade was cut against the neck, and the thick black silk hair was curled with a faint fragrance spreading the sword. Who was Mo Ting who rescued him?
In response to Fengse, you do not need to escape into the virtual realm, or with the help of the power of the unbounded heart flow, you can almost see every move of Du Zhuangpity; in other words, Du Zhuangpity, known as the top three of the East China Sea Quick Sword, is not known for its fast sword.
If there is anything extraordinary, it is that there is no extra action.
He originally thought Du Zhuangpity was just fighting for attack, and it was not until Yungu's lead the crowd to come out that he could roughly see that something was wrong.
The strength of luck is hidden in ancient colors. Ying Fengse is very clear, only slightly inferior to himself before taking over the body. It is hard to imagine how to directly take the key points of the throat without changing a single move.
Du Zhuangpity was easily done.
When Du Zhuangpity was facing each other, he used his sword to stab two other Jiuyuan envoys. He swept across the river. This fishing rod-shaped Qimen weapon has extremely complex mechanisms, which can arbitrarily dismantle and reorganize various weapons such as swords, swords, axes, and hooks. He was puzzled by Huang Yuxi Fishing. He was hard to remember and remember, and he always called it a variety of sticks.
Even if Du Zhuangpity turned around in time and separated by swords, Huang Yuxi would suddenly bend and lock the girl with the sword. This is Yun Guse’s idea.
But Du Zhuang Pity only made a little move and turned positive. Instead, he used this gap that seemed to avoid and avoid completely, and in an instant, he pushed out his right arm straight, and the direction and angle could just allow the opponent to bump into it by himself. The sword in the ancient style was removed from its strength, and the ever-changing stick suddenly slowed down. Du Zhuang Pity took advantage of the momentum to twist his waist and drill out, and pounced towards the next target to block it. This was the result of people who had no time to attack or defend.
A silverhead with beastly perception and reaction speed doesn't need this option at all.
For her, moves and even internal strength are not the most important. She even used a complete sword move in the whole game. She could defeat her opponent with just one stab. She looked like a top predator with a human form, like a tiger and wolf turning into a human. In her eyes, ordinary people were both clumsy and slow, and knew nothing about her body and could knock them down at will.
Before Ying Fengse could praise her, Du Zhuangpity knocked down Hu Mèi Shi and Pity Qingqian, and improperly stabbed the tip of the sword into Liang Yi'nzhen's throat until Mo Ting inserted into the battle with her tamed hands, barely shaking the edge of the sword.
Du Zhuangpity took the time to take his busy schedule and murmured: What an evil one!The long sword leaped backwards, which was the first defensive posture she had shown since she appeared.
Mo Ting was not interested in fighting, but when she saw her urge to advance, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. When she heard a muffled groan from behind her, she saw Liang Yànzhen covering her neck with her hands. In addition to the blood stains between her fingers, the snow muscles could be seen faintly. She quickly turned her head and asked: Why? Suddenly, she heard Ying Fengse and Yan Manshuang screamed: ...Be careful! But he could not react in time. When he saw the green flowers in his eyes, the bloody sword suddenly arrived!
At the critical moment, a man knocked her away from her side, and the dazzling golden light held Qingfeng, but it only stopped for a moment. With a light crack, the blood sword broke the golden light, and the blood was empty. The person came with a scream and staggered into Mo Ting's arms. His left hand was broken with his wrist. The smooth blood stain overflowed, as if it was mixed with gold powder, flowing all over the ground. It was Mo Ting's mother Mo Zhiyi.
She used Su Ni needle to force the blood, and tried to stop it with her left hand to save her beloved daughter in time. However, the severe pain and heavy bleeding were hard to coagulate and control the needle, so she could only let it flow out with the blood.
Han...Han Master!Mo Ting was shocked and painful, biting her lips and preventing tears from flowing out, and she turned around and shouted; although it was extremely critical, she could not tell her true identity of her lover, which showed her calmness.
Ying Fengse knew that she wanted to borrow the power of the three-colored dragon squid, but she didn't dare to delay. When she got up, she finally cheered up when she saw Yan Manshuang, and took Du Zhuangpity with her gun. The other side of the house, Yiànzhen, also held Yuan Liang Tiance and joined.
The two girls beat her with a long and short attack, which should be able to block her for a while... Just then, thinking so, suddenly Liang Yiànzhen snorted in a low voice, and Yuanliang Tiance's gun flew out of her hand. She lay on the ground and her delicate body twitched, looking very painful. If Du Zhuangpity hadn't dealt with it, she would have taken down the two of them early.
The magic sword is full of blood, extremely killing and cruel!It is said that those who were injured by this sword wished they could die to seek relief... It seems that it is true.
Du Zhuangpity was definitely not a matter of opening the Internet to Manshuang. On the contrary, this move was to completely destroy Manshuang's confidence and even self-esteem, making her bow down. Considering that Du Zhuangpity still needs her to hand over the secret of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", she would definitely not kill her, but it is undoubtedly a matter of killing everyone except her.
Mo Ting's shout sounded again, and the situation could no longer be hesitant. When she stood up, she gently pulled Ayan and said in a low voice: Let Jian Yu take you back to the town to seek rescue.
Be quick!Ayan's delicate body trembled slightly, perhaps because she witnessed the Shura field where corpses were everywhere, but the girl was determined by nature and was especially unwilling to surrender to the tyranny. She gritted her teeth and calmed down, but she could not see Jian Yu's traces. She was slightly stunned: Jian...where has she gone?After the war started, Ying Fengse did not pay attention to Jian Yu's behavior at all. Asking for help was just an excuse. It would be better for Jian Yu to be away, and he felt hard: I saw her go into the house.
Just in time, there is a stable in the backyard. You two ride a horse and leave from behind. The female devil will not find out... It depends on you, Ayan.He pinched her little hand.
The girl's pretty face turned slightly red, and she was immediately full of energy. She had the courage to break through the sea of fire. She looked at Lu Xise, Chu Zhiqin and others on the eaves of Wucheng Temple. Her fear became even weaker. She gritted her teeth and picked up her skirt, and ran around the periphery of the battle group in small steps towards Wuchen Temple.
Ying Fengse rushed to Mo Ting's body and took Mo Zhiyi's broken wrist back. He used his power to activate the tricolor dragon flask. The half-liquid and half-solid gold juice wrapped around the broken mouth like a living thing, like a circle of thin gold wrist guards. But not to mention connecting the flesh and blood, even the blood on the beautiful woman's face faded away quickly. The originally plump cherry-like lips were like wax, with more breathing and less breathing. Even Ying Fengse could tell that the situation was not good.
Stupid...Silly girl, Mo Zhi opened his eyes hard and smiled so lightly. He was wandering between life and death. Only the girl seemed to be so narrow-minded and playful, and he was half teasing and half serious: So... I gave you all the tools and magical medicines, and I couldn't take this hand back. Do you think you are your mother?Don't be busy with your work, stop the bleeding first, be good.Mo Ting refused to stop sending internal breath and bit her lip and said: No... This is your habitual hand... it is your most powerful hand, and it is the unparalleled surgical master Ah!Even if I spend another twenty years, I will never catch up.Why...why did you waste this hand for me?I don't want it...I don't want it!Why... Why Ah!Finally I couldn't help but shed tears.
Mo Zhi smiled and said: Because... you are the unparalleled daughter Ah, a silly girl, with one hand... what is it?Besides, you have to catch up with me... I won’t take you twenty years to catch up with me. Don’t be angry, just take a look like a doctor.Mom... Mom needs you, a good doctor.Ying Fengse gently stroked Mo Ting's back and said softly: Ting'er, let's stop the bleeding for your mother first. Don't continue to delay and make an irreversible big mistake.
Besides, there are rumors in the martial arts world: the magic sword is full of blood, extremely killing and cruel. ‘It is said that the wound caused by the Blood Sword is difficult to heal, which will cause great pain to the injured, and may be caused by poison. Mo Ting came back to her senses when she gave up the stupid idea of using Su Ni needle to connect her mother's broken palm.
After removing the Su Ni needle, He saw a faint green meridian spreading in the incision. Mo Ting fed his mother with blood and dripped blood at the wound, which showed no obvious effect.
Mo Zhi closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled and whispered: I understand, this is a mineral poison, and there is no medicine to cure it, so he can only wait for his body to excrete it. After Mo Ting calmed down a little, she also made the same judgment as her mother. So she combined with Ying Fengse to reconcile Su Ni's needle quality with a tricolor dragon flake, sealing the wound of Mo Zhiyi's broken palm.
Treatment of broken limbs is extremely troublesome. Even for wounds such as broken fingers, it is difficult to stop bleeding by the body's self-healing force; when it comes to the arms and legs, the wound must be dug deeper and a small piece of bone can be cut off to suture the wound with the extra skin to stop bleeding.
Before Mafei San, many injured people died during the suture of this membrane flap, or due to excessive blood loss, or they may have suffered from pain.
There are neither needlework saws nor disinfection hot water, cotton cloth or spirits. Unless Mo Zhi is carried into the temple, first aid cannot be provided on the spot.
Although Mo Ting can temporarily seal the wound with Su Ni needle, she cannot stop bleeding, let alone healing the muscles unless there is a tricolor dragon squid to cooperate.
The two had a great tacit understanding. The Fenghui mobilized the reinforcement ability of Qinglongyan, strengthened the pulling power of Su Ni's needle, and finally stopped the blood with Mo Ting's acupuncture. While controlling the blood flow, the whitelongyan and Redlongyan accelerated the growth of the skin under the blood scab. If they could work steadily for half an hour, they might have the chance to seal the wound and suture it like a natural membrane flap.
...I look familiar with the bitch's hilt material, it should be 'Bloodstone'.
This stone is harmless to people, but when it is juxtaposed with metal and iron, it will produce a very poison, which may make people crazy, or be foolish; or it may flow continuously, or it may die suddenly on the spot, which is different.Mo Ting applied an injection to slow down the pain caused by mineral poison. Mo Zhiyi was slightly regained his spirit and whispered: In the place where this stone was produced, the natives threw the ore into the copper and iron vessels that stored grain and water in the enemy's home. They just had to wait patiently, and the enemy would die in pain; they didn't know when it would work, and when they waited, they felt like blood dripping from their hearts, so it was called "Bloodstone".
I don’t know what method she used to make the effect of bloodstone explode so quickly... Hey, what kind of chicken plague that little girl is suffering from? Aren’t she afraid of death?Mo Ting turned his head when she heard this and saw Ayan running through most of the open space, cutting Du and Yan's battle group, and running towards Wucheng'an with her head silenced.
Judging from ordinary people who don’t understand martial arts, they may have realized that they are deliberately avoiding it. However, in the eyes of experts like Du Zhuangpity, what is the difference between rushing into a battle group?...The hunting dog chases rabbits not because of hunger, but because of the rabbit running wildly.Mo Zhiyi murmured: That bitch is red in his eyes, how can she let her go?The voice fell, and Du Zhuangpity, who dodged left and right in the battle circle and retreated freely, suddenly swung the gun away with a sword. The powerful force made Yan Manshuang stagger and retreat, almost unable to stop. The next moment, the fierce silver hair and red slap fell like an eagle, and suddenly appeared behind Ayan. The blue blood sword was carrying the fierce wind, and it was about to penetrate the girl's neck!
All the sect leaders claimed that Ma Canniang was the master of martial arts, and they were able to understand it. However, the last time they walked on the Dongzhou Continent and left a record of the font size, they were afraid that they would not be traced back to a hundred years ago. Du Zhuangpity said that Man Shuang was the master of Canniang, but he didn't know where he learned it.
Looking at Manshuang's appearance, he retorted unintentionally. When he responded to the wind and color, he suddenly realized: Yes, when she told her past life as "Yan Manshuang", she once said, "I was six years old when the master of the previous sect accepted me as his disciple. She said that she would take me back to the island and become a disciple." Later, she claimed to be a disciple of Yunzhuang. We intuition that the island refers to the reefs of the Broken Heart Lake, but in fact she was talking about Xiaoming Island. The one who had a master and apprentice with her but did not formally apprentice with her was not Yunzhuang, but Ma Cannibal, the lord of Sangmuyin.There is a reasonable explanation for why Man Shuang's cultivation is so high.
Although her masterful guns, swords, meteors, etc. were taught by Hou Nanyue and his wife who watched the Haitianmen, her art was based on Sang Muyin's unique skill "The Heavenly Cover Divine Art".
This skill is said to have the rare ability to maintain youth for a long time. Silkworm girls in all dynasties were peerless beauties, and they had the strange appearance of beauty and white hair. Man Shuang was able to pretend to be a girl because of this skill. This reason can also be explained.
But Du Zhuangpity has been famous for more than twenty years, and is older than Lu Yunman. When Saga is gone, regardless of her beauty or skin, it looks like a double decade of fresh and full of water. It has long been more than the four words "Pampered and Premature" can be explained. If it were not for the aura that shocked everyone, it would be difficult to imitate. Ying Fengse decided not to believe that this girl was the beauty of the cold sword herself.
(The head of white hair... Could it be that she also practiced "The Heavenly Cover Divine Art"?) Cannibal once said that she had thought of accepting a little girl as her disciple and taking her back to Xiaoming Island to teach her magical skills, but the girl was very stubborn and told her that she was dead. She actually made a poisonous oath, and she would never go to the gate of the mulberry wood in this life, and a beautiful thing would never be perfected.Yan Manshuang raised her head and gritted her teeth and said: I always thought you were very strong and defeated by the silkworm that day. Since then, you have not been with Sangmuyin. I didn't expect that you just didn't apprentice, but you still had the idea of "The Heavenly Cover Divine Art".
Should you practice the secret you snatched from Wutanxian Township?
How many times have you experienced over the years that you have grown old and rejuvenated, and you have been constantly circulating and can’t stop. You can’t stay in the moment of youth forever?
Yes, although the sudden aging makes you frightened, it is far from being as good as the aging point. Suddenly, it recovers to a small amount of mugwort overnight. The indescribable pain of the sudden change in muscles and bones can cause white hair and cannot recover even if you rejuvenate. Isn’t it?Have you ever thought that this is not actually going to be possessed by a demon, but a retribution for heaven!Du Zhuangpity's thick eyelashes, which were as dense as fans, trembled, and slowly turned up Ying Fengse. Then she noticed that even her eyelashes were silver and frosty black pupils, suddenly bursting out sharp light, as if a very deep burgundy red lips were raised slightly, and it was obviously a strange and beautiful color that was difficult to draw and depict, but she saw that the man's heart was tight, as if he had missed a few shots out of thin air.
That's the color of blood.
Ying Fengse couldn't help thinking.
Even if you are scattered, you can't scare people even if you are swaying.The silver-haired girl narrowed her bloody eyes again, and her eyes faded. Ying Fengse felt relieved and she was already sweating coldly.
But Du Zhuangpity finally refuted the words of Manshuang's Tianfu Gong and practicing the samsara. I wonder if it is because of the lack of stubbornness or fearlessness.
I am a person who has no patience. You can go with me and answer whatever you want. You can suffer less bits and pieces.
Your heart is born in the right cavity, right?I will definitely not miss it, and this is the only possibility left.
This bloody sword will be extremely painful. I will cooperate so hard. I promise to give you some fun.With a clang, he pulled out his sword from the waist of the strong bee without any extravagance.
Only then did Ying Fengse have the opportunity to look at the steel color of this world-famous magic sword with an indescribable light green halo in the steel color. However, it was not the kind of poisoned blue rainbow that was harsh. I knew there was something different, but I could not tell what kind of mechanism was buried.
The most special thing is that the crimson hilt of this sword is carved from crystal stones, and it is transparent throughout, like the wine of the outside world.
At the intersection of the handle, the sword tongue at the end of the blade can be vaguely seen inserted into the crystal handle of the hollow, locked with the appearance of the sword eye (nail). Even with the beauty of the silver-haired girl, it is difficult to hide the intimidating style of the demon sword. It can only be said that the strange people and the swords reflect each other in an interesting way.
The blood of the squid is to Du Zhuangpity, like the half-mad sword of the Tianhe Dragon King Ying Ban. Before, Ying Fengse had doubts about the girl's identity, and the smoke disappeared in front of the magic sword.
The nickname of Hongyan Leng Jian is not only about Du Zhuangpity's ruthlessness, but some people also think it is alluding to this magic sword with red handles and red scallops. It says vividly: Du Zhuangpity was with Qixuan's Fox and the leader of the Fox Sect in the past, Minghuo Yu Fox, Yindan Book has an old book, and the treasure sword held by Yindan Book Ke Xue has the ability to heal the wounds. It is a sword that saves the world, but unfortunately falls into the hands of the Qixuan Demon. The Fox Sect leans on it and runs the world, manipulating the conspiracy of the demon sword in chaos behind the scenes.
Du Zhuang Pity, who was involved in the Holy War of the Demon Sword and ranked one of the famous swords of Liuhe, gave the blood of the magic sword opposite Ke Xuedao. The person injured by this sword was in pain. The sword pierced the heart and was liberated. Although Du Zhuang Pity, who was born in the Buddha's vein, was very murderous, it was actually another kind of compassion. In order to calm down the chaos, he did not hesitate to turn against his old friends. He contributed the most to the battle to suppress the Fire Fox and kill the Buddha... It was almost such a kind of narcissism.
Ying Fengse heard Wei Wuyin mention her since the end, but he also refused to talk about other parts of the Demon Sword Battle. It is difficult to judge how much position Du Zhuangpity occupies. Only Mr. Wei once heard him and Long Dafang chatting with each other and snorted coldly: You must believe that there are great demons in the world who hold the sword to save people. So isn’t it natural for a hero to hold the magic sword known for abuse?The two little ones looked at each other and were speechless.
However, even Master Wei did not talk about demon swords or fox sects, let alone the red-eyed cold swords and Du Zhuangpity.
Most of the seniors in the martial arts world are proud of their identities. It is simply unheard of when facing the younger generations who are the first to draw their swords, but Du Zhuangpity seems to not take these rules seriously at all, and does not have any psychological burden.
Thinking of what Mr. Wei said, Ying Fengse was not surprised.
Man Shuang held the gun in both hands, placed her right hand behind her waist, and straightened her left hand, making the tip of the gun hanging down and her waist slightly sinking. She seemed to be relaxed, but in fact she was ready to fight.
I just heard her indifferently say: According to you, even if I obey the orders, you don’t plan to stay alive anymore.
Yes, after all, the head of a sect and famous swords of Liuhe are among the list, and they do such a murderous and robbery and covet the unique skills of other sects. How can they gain a foothold in the world?Only dead people can keep secrets.
But do you want to kill this Qigong Gaodi who is full of forest?Du Zhuangpity's mouth raised slightly, and his eyes moved to a dense tree canopy beside the courtyard wall. However, when he heard a rustling sound, he suddenly fell a figure with a bang, covered with black armor and fish skin, and his left arm was wearing a strange hand armor that looked like a cicada or an eagle. Although his face was covered with a single-horned half-face with a metallic glow, Ying Fengse could still clearly see the round eyes in the eye hole of the mask, and the mouth that was stretched out at all but could not make any sound.
The Nine Abyss Messenger!
From Ying Fengse's perspective, Du Zhuangpity's expression, who had slightly turned his face, suddenly felt a terrifying all over his body, and it seemed that the sword energy was penetrated. The Jiuyuan that fell under the tree made his face look deserted. His body bounced back like a thunderous blow. The mouth and nose were bleeding when it hit the trunk. It seemed that he came to his senses, fell to the ground and rolled and cried, and shouted: Senior Brother Long Fang... Save me... Help Ah!(It turns out that it is Long Fang’s Hurricane!) Ying Fengse cannot recognize that he is from which lineage he is on the mountain. Obviously, during this period, Long Fang has recruited a group of soldiers, which is not far from what he expected.
This guy was hiding in such a close place, and didn't show his voice for a long time. At least Ying Fengsemo realized that he was definitely not a mediocre player. He probably wouldn't even think that he would be stunned by Du Zhuangpity's glaring and was immediately scared.
And Manshuang took action at this time.
The red tassel spear pointed to the ground raised like a poisonous snake, shaking open the stars in the sky, like a dragon or a lightning snake, and the sound of spiraling endlessly.
Ying Fengse was shocked to realize that Man Shuang's strength was hidden deeper than she thought. Her petite body disappeared suddenly. The spurt light swallowed the graceful girl in red clothes and white hair in one mouthful, and she didn't give her opponent a chance to draw a sword.
The gun was not enough to close, and the girl in red with a sword was already on the other side, as if the two of them were crossing each other.
Yan Manshuang hurriedly returned to his horse, and the spear tip was sharp. Du Zhuang took the sword and did not hear the sound of gold and iron. The next moment, the big red sleeved shirt fluttering in the wind suddenly came to the tree, and the blue light of the blood sword flashed, and a blood pillar rose into the sky with a half-faced head full of horror!
As the blood waterfall fell in the sky, Du Zhuangpity turned around and returned to where he was. He barely caught the tip of Yan Manshuang's spear. The clanging sound was as dense as a pearl, but none of them fell into nothing. He could still hear the girl laughing like a bell, with a cold and tingling scalp: I'll kill you, what's the trouble? Stupid girl! The remaining Nine Abyss messengers appeared from hidden places such as the grass and trees around them. There were about ten people, each with ghost horns and soul-breaking armor, holding weapons and murderous intent, obviously avenging their tragic death companions.
Suddenly, someone shouted in a deep voice: ...Don't move.Hearing the sound but not seeing the person.
Another Jiuyuan, wearing four corners and half faces, turned around and said angrily: She... this woman killed Junior Brother Qi!Don't fucking move?Ying Fengse recognized his voice and thought to himself: Yunguse is here too.
The person who gives the order...is it Long Fang?I don’t know if it’s because I heard it for a long time, but I just feel it’s not like it.
The problem of not following people's words has not changed, especially Long Fang's words. He was carrying a long pole in his mouth and jumping out. Seven or eight people around him seemed to take him as the head of the horse, and they also followed the formation. The rest of the people looked at me and I looked at you, but hesitated for a while, and finally rushed over.
Don't move!Long Fang, who was hiding in the shadow, shouted violently.
His drinking seemed to have a counterproductive effect. Even the originally hesitant messenger of Jiuyuan bravely fought for the first place, holding weapons and rushing towards Du Zhuangpity as if he was flying, to avenge the tragic death of Junior Brother Qi, Fengse suddenly realized: these people are probably the faction of the Yungu Sela League, and it is obvious that Long Fang is not just committed to the rich wings during this period.
With luck, the ancient style is never awkward. After Fengyunxia Qiliner died, the power of the surrender world returned to the surviving messenger. Without the silent, erratic and omnipresent powerful domination of the Feathered Sheep God, can the mere dragon be his master?
Even if both sides openly turn against each other, they must be fighting back and forth in secret.
Long Fang had seen the true face of the feathered sheep god. Gu Wansong had already handed over the information of the surrendering world to Long Fang Huse as early as the night of the fire. With Long Fang's character, it was impossible to be open and honest to others. So far, he was still able to usurp the leader of the Jiuyuan Envoy, which was entirely due to the information asymmetry.
Yun Guse and others were ambushed around and witnessed the feathered sheep god defeated Yan Manshuang first and was controlled by Du Zhuangpity. Whoever could protect him from the female devil's hand? The benefits of prying him from him afterwards must be far better than Long Fang.
The more the Dragon Square blocked it, the more it proved that the luck was as expected. How could it be that it would be better to give up?
The fifteen Jiuyuan envoys, including the ancient colors, have no doubt about this, abandoned Liang Yiànzhen, Pity Qingqian and others along the way and rushed towards Du Zhuangpity alone!
Du Zhuangpity's big sleeves fluttered, and changed a few moves with Yan Manshuang's big red tassel gun. He used a short strike and was forced to swing by the heavy spear. The two balls were up and down while advancing and retreating. The full clothes were swinging violently. The heavy weight of the soft big breasts almost gave the illusion of pulling the neck rope. When he raised his hand, the sleeves of the robe slid down between his elbows, revealing the white and white wrists as thin as goose necks, which were lined with the bright red crystal hilt between his fingers and the flying silver hair that was flying to his waist, making him feel indescribable.
Ying Fengse's blood was thrilling. No matter how beautiful Du Zhuangpity's appearance was, no matter how hot Du Zhuangpity's body was, under the powerful pressure of the girl, she could only be cautious. This was the first time since Du Zhuangpity's appearance, the young man had an inappropriate thought of her. He came back to his senses and realized that his lower body was swollen, and he would not make a fool of himself if he had to hunch his body.
Seeing Du Zhuangpity retreating all the way, she was about to face the Jiuyuan envoy with her back door. Suddenly, her silver hair swayed, but she couldn't see clearly how she was moving. The dazzling red dress had turned to the back of the Jiuyuan envoy in charge, and a sword was penetrated from the man's armpit, puff!Punched into the throat of another messenger beside him.
Yan Manshuang was eager to pursue him, but he had no choice but to go around the line. He couldn't get around the person blocking the road and scolded angrily: ...Doway!He forced the man to attack him and saw that four or five people had fallen to the ground behind him, and he didn't even hear a clang of a weapon fighting. It turned out that Du Zhuangpity would not use a second sword to take his life.
It is not only the miscalculation of luck, but also the frost.
The past two tragic massacres surged into my heart again, and the villagers of Wu Tanxian Township seemed to echo in my ears, and the tragic cry of Shuiyue's sect. My eyes were red, as if they were splashed with blood. I could not describe the terror and horror, and I tied the girl tightly like a poisonous snake, which made her suddenly lose the desire to fight.
There is no reason why she has been living here for a long time.
Although Yan Manshuang would never admit it, even when she was playing along the heartbreaking lake with the name of "Three Sages and Weiming" and was famous for the north and south shores of the two lakes, she did not have the courage to turn straight to Shuiyue Dingxuan. Du Zhuangpity is not only an enemy, but more like a kind of inner demon, imprisoning the girl who has never aged at the scene of a childhood witness, neither physically nor mind.
With a clang, the gun fell to the ground, and the words were as if they were awake as if they were dreaming. They hurriedly bent down to pick them up. They looked up and saw only one of the fifteen Jiuyuan envoys from the Qigong Palace standing, covering their throats with one hand, making a terrible sound from their mouths, trembling hands to pull off half of the ghost horn, their eyes were bulging, and their expression was more unbelievable than painful. They turned their heads tremblingly as if they were looking for something. Unexpectedly, their necks were slightly sideways and they collapsed softly and never moved again.
The dead people were dead, but the blood smell was as fishy as imagined. The few dead people who could see clearly in the vision were all swords in their throats. The wounds did not make much blood. They were pierced by the tip of the sword and died of anger.
If this force is applied to other places, I am afraid that even the jade wheat stick can be broken, but Du Zhuang only needs to take his life like this, and it will be extravagant.
She...her murderous skills have become more sophisticated.
The cherry lips were slightly shivering, but they could not make a sound, but the killing in the field had not stopped.
Du Zhuangpity seemed to be unable to stop, stabbed Hu Mèi Shi, who was holding the corpse of Lu Lily Pill, under the sword with his hands. Even Pity Qingqian, who was so close to him, had no time to take action.
The skin of the female yin man, whose skin was slightly blue under the moonlight, was clear and scolded: What are you doing!The pair of palms was paired with Xiang Gong's unique skill "The Story of the Waves". The afterimage of the butterfly-like jade hand reflected a faint silver light under the moon. I don't know when I had already put on silver gloves. It was obvious that the Pity girl also found that the situation was wrong and secretly took precautions. She didn't expect Du Zhuang to be crazy more than she thought. She didn't ask the reason or the enemy, and killed him.
As soon as the waves came out, the momentum was like a strong wind and waves. Pity Qingqian wore silver gloves and his jade hands were not afraid of swords, and he was about to snatch Du Zhun into his arms.
The silver-haired girl's head was slightly raised, her plain shoes were backwards, her waist twisted left and right, like a cork rope, and could no longer be described as excellent elasticity. It was like a whirlwind Burmese sword, with fertile breasts even more thrown, sometimes as high as bamboo shoots, sometimes as if she was spread out like a pepper; just in this seemingly flawless retreat, a silver light suddenly came out from her robe shadow, and was unbiased and clear throat, as if she had recognized that she had bumped into her. It was so fast that no one could save her.
pity...pity girl!Liang Yiàn Zhenzi's eyes were about to break, and before she could get up, the bright and beautiful silver silk in her blood robe had already caught her eye. A little strange cold came to her throat, forcing her hair to stand up, and an indescribable sense of despair rushed to her forehead!
After all, he was the leader of Fenghua Wanlou who had been surviving from adversity. Liang Yiànzhen was definitely not the one who was looking for death. The snow neck was slightly sideways, but he felt a sharp pain on his neck. The sharp blade was cut against the neck, and the thick black silk hair was curled with a faint fragrance spreading the sword. Who was Mo Ting who rescued him?
In response to Fengse, you do not need to escape into the virtual realm, or with the help of the power of the unbounded heart flow, you can almost see every move of Du Zhuangpity; in other words, Du Zhuangpity, known as the top three of the East China Sea Quick Sword, is not known for its fast sword.
If there is anything extraordinary, it is that there is no extra action.
He originally thought Du Zhuangpity was just fighting for attack, and it was not until Yungu's lead the crowd to come out that he could roughly see that something was wrong.
The strength of luck is hidden in ancient colors. Ying Fengse is very clear, only slightly inferior to himself before taking over the body. It is hard to imagine how to directly take the key points of the throat without changing a single move.
Du Zhuangpity was easily done.
When Du Zhuangpity was facing each other, he used his sword to stab two other Jiuyuan envoys. He swept across the river. This fishing rod-shaped Qimen weapon has extremely complex mechanisms, which can arbitrarily dismantle and reorganize various weapons such as swords, swords, axes, and hooks. He was puzzled by Huang Yuxi Fishing. He was hard to remember and remember, and he always called it a variety of sticks.
Even if Du Zhuangpity turned around in time and separated by swords, Huang Yuxi would suddenly bend and lock the girl with the sword. This is Yun Guse’s idea.
But Du Zhuang Pity only made a little move and turned positive. Instead, he used this gap that seemed to avoid and avoid completely, and in an instant, he pushed out his right arm straight, and the direction and angle could just allow the opponent to bump into it by himself. The sword in the ancient style was removed from its strength, and the ever-changing stick suddenly slowed down. Du Zhuang Pity took advantage of the momentum to twist his waist and drill out, and pounced towards the next target to block it. This was the result of people who had no time to attack or defend.
A silverhead with beastly perception and reaction speed doesn't need this option at all.
For her, moves and even internal strength are not the most important. She even used a complete sword move in the whole game. She could defeat her opponent with just one stab. She looked like a top predator with a human form, like a tiger and wolf turning into a human. In her eyes, ordinary people were both clumsy and slow, and knew nothing about her body and could knock them down at will.
Before Ying Fengse could praise her, Du Zhuangpity knocked down Hu Mèi Shi and Pity Qingqian, and improperly stabbed the tip of the sword into Liang Yi'nzhen's throat until Mo Ting inserted into the battle with her tamed hands, barely shaking the edge of the sword.
Du Zhuangpity took the time to take his busy schedule and murmured: What an evil one!The long sword leaped backwards, which was the first defensive posture she had shown since she appeared.
Mo Ting was not interested in fighting, but when she saw her urge to advance, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. When she heard a muffled groan from behind her, she saw Liang Yànzhen covering her neck with her hands. In addition to the blood stains between her fingers, the snow muscles could be seen faintly. She quickly turned her head and asked: Why? Suddenly, she heard Ying Fengse and Yan Manshuang screamed: ...Be careful! But he could not react in time. When he saw the green flowers in his eyes, the bloody sword suddenly arrived!
At the critical moment, a man knocked her away from her side, and the dazzling golden light held Qingfeng, but it only stopped for a moment. With a light crack, the blood sword broke the golden light, and the blood was empty. The person came with a scream and staggered into Mo Ting's arms. His left hand was broken with his wrist. The smooth blood stain overflowed, as if it was mixed with gold powder, flowing all over the ground. It was Mo Ting's mother Mo Zhiyi.
She used Su Ni needle to force the blood, and tried to stop it with her left hand to save her beloved daughter in time. However, the severe pain and heavy bleeding were hard to coagulate and control the needle, so she could only let it flow out with the blood.
Han...Han Master!Mo Ting was shocked and painful, biting her lips and preventing tears from flowing out, and she turned around and shouted; although it was extremely critical, she could not tell her true identity of her lover, which showed her calmness.
Ying Fengse knew that she wanted to borrow the power of the three-colored dragon squid, but she didn't dare to delay. When she got up, she finally cheered up when she saw Yan Manshuang, and took Du Zhuangpity with her gun. The other side of the house, Yiànzhen, also held Yuan Liang Tiance and joined.
The two girls beat her with a long and short attack, which should be able to block her for a while... Just then, thinking so, suddenly Liang Yiànzhen snorted in a low voice, and Yuanliang Tiance's gun flew out of her hand. She lay on the ground and her delicate body twitched, looking very painful. If Du Zhuangpity hadn't dealt with it, she would have taken down the two of them early.
The magic sword is full of blood, extremely killing and cruel!It is said that those who were injured by this sword wished they could die to seek relief... It seems that it is true.
Du Zhuangpity was definitely not a matter of opening the Internet to Manshuang. On the contrary, this move was to completely destroy Manshuang's confidence and even self-esteem, making her bow down. Considering that Du Zhuangpity still needs her to hand over the secret of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", she would definitely not kill her, but it is undoubtedly a matter of killing everyone except her.
Mo Ting's shout sounded again, and the situation could no longer be hesitant. When she stood up, she gently pulled Ayan and said in a low voice: Let Jian Yu take you back to the town to seek rescue.
Be quick!Ayan's delicate body trembled slightly, perhaps because she witnessed the Shura field where corpses were everywhere, but the girl was determined by nature and was especially unwilling to surrender to the tyranny. She gritted her teeth and calmed down, but she could not see Jian Yu's traces. She was slightly stunned: Jian...where has she gone?After the war started, Ying Fengse did not pay attention to Jian Yu's behavior at all. Asking for help was just an excuse. It would be better for Jian Yu to be away, and he felt hard: I saw her go into the house.
Just in time, there is a stable in the backyard. You two ride a horse and leave from behind. The female devil will not find out... It depends on you, Ayan.He pinched her little hand.
The girl's pretty face turned slightly red, and she was immediately full of energy. She had the courage to break through the sea of fire. She looked at Lu Xise, Chu Zhiqin and others on the eaves of Wucheng Temple. Her fear became even weaker. She gritted her teeth and picked up her skirt, and ran around the periphery of the battle group in small steps towards Wuchen Temple.
Ying Fengse rushed to Mo Ting's body and took Mo Zhiyi's broken wrist back. He used his power to activate the tricolor dragon flask. The half-liquid and half-solid gold juice wrapped around the broken mouth like a living thing, like a circle of thin gold wrist guards. But not to mention connecting the flesh and blood, even the blood on the beautiful woman's face faded away quickly. The originally plump cherry-like lips were like wax, with more breathing and less breathing. Even Ying Fengse could tell that the situation was not good.
Stupid...Silly girl, Mo Zhi opened his eyes hard and smiled so lightly. He was wandering between life and death. Only the girl seemed to be so narrow-minded and playful, and he was half teasing and half serious: So... I gave you all the tools and magical medicines, and I couldn't take this hand back. Do you think you are your mother?Don't be busy with your work, stop the bleeding first, be good.Mo Ting refused to stop sending internal breath and bit her lip and said: No... This is your habitual hand... it is your most powerful hand, and it is the unparalleled surgical master Ah!Even if I spend another twenty years, I will never catch up.Why...why did you waste this hand for me?I don't want it...I don't want it!Why... Why Ah!Finally I couldn't help but shed tears.
Mo Zhi smiled and said: Because... you are the unparalleled daughter Ah, a silly girl, with one hand... what is it?Besides, you have to catch up with me... I won’t take you twenty years to catch up with me. Don’t be angry, just take a look like a doctor.Mom... Mom needs you, a good doctor.Ying Fengse gently stroked Mo Ting's back and said softly: Ting'er, let's stop the bleeding for your mother first. Don't continue to delay and make an irreversible big mistake.
Besides, there are rumors in the martial arts world: the magic sword is full of blood, extremely killing and cruel. ‘It is said that the wound caused by the Blood Sword is difficult to heal, which will cause great pain to the injured, and may be caused by poison. Mo Ting came back to her senses when she gave up the stupid idea of using Su Ni needle to connect her mother's broken palm.
After removing the Su Ni needle, He saw a faint green meridian spreading in the incision. Mo Ting fed his mother with blood and dripped blood at the wound, which showed no obvious effect.
Mo Zhi closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled and whispered: I understand, this is a mineral poison, and there is no medicine to cure it, so he can only wait for his body to excrete it. After Mo Ting calmed down a little, she also made the same judgment as her mother. So she combined with Ying Fengse to reconcile Su Ni's needle quality with a tricolor dragon flake, sealing the wound of Mo Zhiyi's broken palm.
Treatment of broken limbs is extremely troublesome. Even for wounds such as broken fingers, it is difficult to stop bleeding by the body's self-healing force; when it comes to the arms and legs, the wound must be dug deeper and a small piece of bone can be cut off to suture the wound with the extra skin to stop bleeding.
Before Mafei San, many injured people died during the suture of this membrane flap, or due to excessive blood loss, or they may have suffered from pain.
There are neither needlework saws nor disinfection hot water, cotton cloth or spirits. Unless Mo Zhi is carried into the temple, first aid cannot be provided on the spot.
Although Mo Ting can temporarily seal the wound with Su Ni needle, she cannot stop bleeding, let alone healing the muscles unless there is a tricolor dragon squid to cooperate.
The two had a great tacit understanding. The Fenghui mobilized the reinforcement ability of Qinglongyan, strengthened the pulling power of Su Ni's needle, and finally stopped the blood with Mo Ting's acupuncture. While controlling the blood flow, the whitelongyan and Redlongyan accelerated the growth of the skin under the blood scab. If they could work steadily for half an hour, they might have the chance to seal the wound and suture it like a natural membrane flap.
...I look familiar with the bitch's hilt material, it should be 'Bloodstone'.
This stone is harmless to people, but when it is juxtaposed with metal and iron, it will produce a very poison, which may make people crazy, or be foolish; or it may flow continuously, or it may die suddenly on the spot, which is different.Mo Ting applied an injection to slow down the pain caused by mineral poison. Mo Zhiyi was slightly regained his spirit and whispered: In the place where this stone was produced, the natives threw the ore into the copper and iron vessels that stored grain and water in the enemy's home. They just had to wait patiently, and the enemy would die in pain; they didn't know when it would work, and when they waited, they felt like blood dripping from their hearts, so it was called "Bloodstone".
I don’t know what method she used to make the effect of bloodstone explode so quickly... Hey, what kind of chicken plague that little girl is suffering from? Aren’t she afraid of death?Mo Ting turned his head when she heard this and saw Ayan running through most of the open space, cutting Du and Yan's battle group, and running towards Wucheng'an with her head silenced.
Judging from ordinary people who don’t understand martial arts, they may have realized that they are deliberately avoiding it. However, in the eyes of experts like Du Zhuangpity, what is the difference between rushing into a battle group?...The hunting dog chases rabbits not because of hunger, but because of the rabbit running wildly.Mo Zhiyi murmured: That bitch is red in his eyes, how can she let her go?The voice fell, and Du Zhuangpity, who dodged left and right in the battle circle and retreated freely, suddenly swung the gun away with a sword. The powerful force made Yan Manshuang stagger and retreat, almost unable to stop. The next moment, the fierce silver hair and red slap fell like an eagle, and suddenly appeared behind Ayan. The blue blood sword was carrying the fierce wind, and it was about to penetrate the girl's neck!
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