After wearing a book, he had sex with Meiqiang, the miserable male second

As soon as Si Rui succeeded in the blow, he quickly backed away, and there was no one on the ring in a short while.

He poured his spiritual power into the Feiying Sword, turning it into countless fierce sword qi. The moment it penetrated Lin Muxue's heart, the sword qi savagely invaded her heart veins and spread to all the meridians and limbs of her body, allowing her to struggle There is no power to recover!

Lin Muxue covered the blood gushing chest, lowered her head, looked at the continuous flow of dark red blood and blood-stained fingers, her eyes were full of disbelief.

how come?How could she be so badly injured?

A few breaths have passed, why hasn't the strange soul been killed, why hasn't she ascended to the upper realm yet!

Lin Muxue's face was pale, and it was difficult to hold the Jiuxiaohuan Peiqin with her weak hands. With a bang, the Jiuxiaohuan Peiqin fell to the ground, and the strings rubbed against the ground, making a piercing sound.

With her broken nails clinging to the edge of the ring, she took out a bottle of Recovery Pill with shaking hands, uncorked the bottle vigorously, and poured it all in her mouth.

"Cough cough cough-"

The pill that was too late to swallow was spit out, Lin Muxue swallowed a few recovery pills with difficulty, but found that it was useless.

She could feel the sword qi raging wildly in her body, destroying her dantian and meridians, the wounds on her heart meridians could not be healed, and the blood kept gushing out, and the feeling of blood loss made her vision blurred.

She could feel that her vitality was constantly passing away, and finally her weak body couldn't support it, and she fell heavily on the ring.

"God, where are you, save me—help me—"

Lin Muxue roared hoarsely, but because of her weakness, her voice was like a whisper, extremely weak.

In a trance, she seemed to hear a soft sigh, which seemed to come from nine heavens far away, and it never disappeared again.

"Heaven, save me—Heaven, please save me—"

Lin Muxue sensed the aura of heaven, her trembling hands clutched the ground firmly, she tried her best to reach out while crawling, trying to touch the faint light above the sky, but she never got any response from the other party.

Her voice became weaker and weaker, and the overwhelming despair seemed to submerge her in a flood, no matter how hard she struggled, she could only gradually sink into the water.

"No, I... don't want to die!"

The desire to survive conquered everything, Lin Muxue suddenly had a flash of inspiration in the extreme despair, yes, she still has salvation, as long as she kills this strange soul Jiang Yan, she will be saved!

The blood in Lin Muxue's mouth kept overflowing, she smiled lowly, and with trembling blood-stained hands, she took out a sound transmission talisman from her bosom, and pulled out the last burst of spiritual power to activate the talisman seal from the torn meridians.

"Cough cough cough—haha, I was rescued, cough——"

Seeing the sound transmission talisman flying towards Wei Xian at the fastest speed, Lin Muxue smiled and closed her eyes, just wait, just wait...

Jiang Yan sacrificed the last top-grade defensive talisman and stood in front of the Tai Chi clock. In the overwhelming purple lightning, the defensive talisman couldn't hold on for a few breaths, and turned into ashes.

"Boom—" Another thunderbolt with the thickness of a bowl slashed straight from the top of the head. The huge thunder roared, and the Tai Chi clock cracked a gap under the fierce attack. Enter Jiang Yan's body.

It hurts, it hurts!

The severe numbness spread to the whole body, and with the 'Sanskrit sound' hitting the soul directly, Jiang Yan spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The moon-white robe was stained with blood, the Akasaka sword was stained red by the splashed blood, the blade kept shaking, and the sword glow suddenly doubled, as dazzling as the sun!

Jiang Yan gritted his teeth. Dodging like this is not an option. He has to fight back.

The top-grade defensive talisman had been exhausted, so he placed the Tai Chi Clock in front of him, and activated the remaining top-grade attack talisman. Liu Zhenjun's late stage coercion of Jindan flashed in the talisman, and turned into a giant tens of meters long in the air. The sword, carrying the might of destroying heaven and earth, slashed straight at Wei Xian!

Wei Xian obviously has rich experience in fighting against the enemy. With a wave of his sleeve robe, he recalled the Zijin Net that was blocking Jiang Yan, injected spiritual power into it, and the Zijin Net shone brightly.

"Flood dragon berserk!"

Jiang Yan held the Scarlet Heaven Sword with his right hand, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, gathering in the body of the sword like a river flowing into the sea.

The spiritual power in his whole body was drained, Jiang Yan's face turned white visible to the naked eye, Chi Xiaojian let out a loud and clear sword cry, and swung an extremely sharp sword in the direction of Wei Xian!

The sword light was like lightning, as fast as a frightened bird, a scene of a dragon roaring with its head raised in mid-air, huge waves surged up, and the glaring white light burst on Wei Xian's body. Cooperating with Liu Zhenjun's mighty giant sword, he cut off a piece of the opponent's body. arm.

Wei Xian continued to attack Jiang Yan as if he didn't feel any pain at all.

The Tai Chi clock was about to shatter, and Jiang Yan felt as if he had been run over by a boulder. The "Flood Dragon Rage" just now exhausted all his spiritual power, and the severe pain of tearing his meridians made his eyes black. support.

At this moment, the four Jindan elders rushed over in time, and together they restrained Wei Xian, who had cloudy and confused eyes.

Jiang Yan's mind relaxed, and he half leaned behind the Tai Chi clock and gasped for breath. The feeling of the rest of his life made him drowsy, so he reluctantly took two top-grade Qi Yang pills.

A sound transmission talisman floated to Wei Xian's ears with lightning speed, and Lin Muxue's weak and crazy voice sounded: "Explode yourself! You can kill Jiang Yan by exploding yourself!"

Wei Xian was in a trance, but subconsciously resisted this order.

The Jindan cultivator’s self-destruction is no small matter. He uses the price of burning his life to skyrocket his spiritual power to the Nascent Soul. It is a fatal blow. Under the extreme power, everything within a radius of ten miles will be reduced to ruins, and no one will survive!

But the severe pain deep in the soul seemed to burn the soul, and Wei Xian's eyes instantly became dark and intense, hiding countless darkness.

The spiritual power of his whole body soared, and he raised his head to the sky and let out a howl. His robe was shattered to pieces, revealing his chest covered with scars. The violent spiritual power knocked back the four Golden Core cultivators.

"No, he's going to blow himself up, run away!"

One of the Golden Core cultivators saw the spiritual storm surging around Wei Xian, his face changed, and he drove the magic weapon and fled crazily.

The other three Jindan masters were terrified when they heard the words. The power of the Jindan cultivator's self-detonation was hard to resist even if they were also Jindan.

Jiang Yan obviously heard it too. He looked at the figures of Jindan real people running away in a panic, barely propped up his limp body, stuck the speed talisman on his legs, and ran towards the distance.

His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his weak legs seemed to be filled with lead. His speed was not as good as before.

Wei Xian, who was behind him, recognized him, jumped in front of him, and let out a roar that shook the sky.

The aura within a radius of one kilometer was taken away in an instant, and all gathered around Wei Xian. The huge aura swirl formed a huge storm with a diameter of five meters, and the violent spiritual energy was like surging magma, brewing to erupt.

Wei Xian's whole body became purple and swollen, his muscles swelled, his face was distorted to the extreme, his hair began to burn, his skin was split by the soaring spiritual power, and fine blood burst out, which looked extremely terrifying.

The aura became more and more frenzied, the situation changed suddenly, the wind raged, a layer on the ground was lifted, and countless dead branches and rocks were flying in the air. Jiang Yan blocked it with the Tai Chi clock, and could no longer move forward.

Wei Xian was shrouded in a violent spiritual vortex, which was as dazzling as the scorching sun, absorbing all the power in the world violently, and this power is about to reach its peak!

Jiang Yan could already feel the splitting sensation of the spiritual energy piercing into the skin, and the burning sensation spread all over his body. The defensive magic circle on his robes operated automatically, but they couldn't resist the monstrous heat wave.

The eardrum seemed to burst, and the aura in the body had already reached its limit. The tearing sensation in the meridians came, and blood flowed from the corner of Jiang Yan's mouth, knowing that he could no longer escape.

He was like a round of ants hanging in the sky under a giant sun, no matter how hard he tried to hide, he couldn't escape the scorching sun.

'Maybe, I'm going to die here today. '

Jiang Yan smiled desperately, but he was worthy of death if he could put the heroine in a desperate situation before he died.

In this way, brother Xie won't be lost like in the book again.

His wish was fulfilled, but for some reason, his heart was full of reluctance.

"Brother Xie..." Jiang Yan murmured in a low voice, if only he could see Brother Xie again before he died.

"Xiao Yan, come up quickly!"

At the very moment, a slender figure riding a flying magic weapon suddenly landed beside him. The other party's handsome face was full of anxiety and panic, and he stretched out a slender and powerful hand towards him.

"Thank you brother!"

Jiang Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes were full of surprises. He held the slender white hand with his scarred hand, and jumped into the boat-shaped flying magic weapon with all his strength.

The spirit boat flew out with a 'whoosh', and flew hundreds of meters in an instant, but it was too late.

The two of them only felt a surge of mighty energy hitting the sky, Wei Xian was like an active volcano about to erupt, and at this moment it finally spewed out bursting and raging magma!

The energy absorbed by Wei Xian reached an unparalleled peak, and his body could no longer hold such a huge amount of energy. He only heard a loud bang, and the entire body of the Golden Core cultivator exploded in the air with a bang, turning into Countless blood mist!

A ray more glaring than the sun emerged, and the tumbling air blasted outwards centered on Wei Xian. The majestic air flow enveloped the entire ten-mile radius, and the screams of monks came from afar. Jiang Yan and the two men The closer you are, the more you can feel the coming of death.

An overwhelming force exploded at that moment, and a torrent soared into the sky. The Shenyu Lingzhou made a crisp sound and was crushed into fine powder in the air.

Xie Yusheng hugged Jiang Yan and fell from the sky. The Xuanshuang Umbrella turned into a top-grade defensive magic weapon, which was stretched out to protect the inside, and the Tai Chi clock was protected on the outside.

"Fuck-"

The defensive talisman was torn, and the Taiji clock, which already had a gap, was hit by the violent airflow, and it fell to the ground in a short time. The Xuanshuang Umbrella also made a 'creaking' sound, and I'm afraid it won't last long .

"Crack——" the moment the Xuanshuang umbrella broke, Xie Yusheng hugged Jiang Yan tightly under him, wrapping his slender and powerful arms around him, protecting him tightly.

"Xiao Yan, you once asked me, if I like someone very much, will I really die for him?"

The turbulent and violent airflow was close at hand, Xie Yusheng pressed close to Jiang Yan's ear, and smiled softly: "This is my answer."

"Thank you brother——!"

The author has something to say: This kind of grand scene is so difficult to write, and my head is bald.

Brother Xie confessed, sweet or not!Cover the pot and escape. )