Affectionate male supporting role on the wall [Transmigration Book]

He said, I am not your big brother.

I am not from Izumomon.

The long sword in his hand finally came out, with a sharp cold light, as if confirming what the sword-holder said, and he made a clear relationship with the young man who kept calling "big brother" in front of him, and also with the whole Izumomen.

Lu Wenyuan felt that Shen Yulan had changed a lot, but he couldn't tell where it had changed.

When the long sword was swung out, the momentum was different from just now. Lu Wenyuan was startled by the piercing breath, and subconsciously dodged backwards. The tip of the sword clearly did not touch him, but a strand of forehead hair was cut off , with the snow falling.

Snow White?

He looked puzzled, and at some point, more and more snowflakes fell, and the surrounding trees were gradually stained with white.

Shen Yulan didn't give him a chance to look around, the second sword was in front of him in an instant, and the distance between the two suddenly narrowed.

He raised his head and looked into Shen Yulan's eyes, which were always calm and dark like a pool of water, but now they were covered by spiritual light, like a pool of clear waves frozen by frost.

There is nothing else in it except a firm fighting spirit.

The senior brother had never fought him so seriously.

With a clang, the two swords collided, and Lu Wenyuan dared not slack off any longer, and fought back with vigor.

With just this one blow, he almost lost his grip on the long sword in his hand. Lu Wenyuan was sent flying, and the soles of his feet retreated a few feet before barely stopping.

This kind of duel made him terrified, but also made him extremely excited, and even more recklessly attacked Shen Yulan.

Several outer disciples who had already withdrawn from the battle circle had settled the dead and wounded monks. With their eyes wide open, they could barely see the moves of the two, only the sound of rapid long sword strikes came frequently.

The snow fell more and more, but only where Shen Yulan and Lu Wenyuan faced each other did not leave an inch of white.

There was another sound of metal collisions, and the two phantoms suddenly froze, and a long sword was suddenly knocked out and fell in the distance.

The warm blood dripped down and seeped into the soil. Lu Wenyuan covered his shoulders and laughed at himself, "I still can't beat you."

Shen Yulan's expression did not loosen, his long sword was not stained with blood, he only raised it slightly, changed direction, pointed at Lu Wenyuan's throat, and said coldly, "Let's go."

It wasn't until he heard this sentence clearly that Lu Wenyuan regained some familiarity from the person in front of him. Even though the elder brother has changed a lot, he is still the soft-hearted elder brother.

Victory and defeat.

Seeing him take a few steps back, Shen Yulan lowered his head slumpedly, then put down his long sword and walked towards Jiang Huaiyuan beside him.

He knelt down and gently brushed off the snow for Jiang Huaiyuan, then bent down and picked him up.

At this moment, the wound medicine Jiang Huaiyuan had taken seemed to have worked, and he woke up leisurely,

"...Big brother? Ah, be careful!"

His eyes widened suddenly, Jiang Huaiyuan looked behind Shen Yulan and screamed.

It was at the moment when Lu Wenyuan was facing away from him and hugging someone else, so he was inconvenient to move. Lu Wenyuan should have been unarmed, but at this moment, he picked up a leaf and turned it into a flying blade to launch a sneak attack.

Shen Yulan dodged sideways, but the flying blade turned from the leaf was not coming towards him.

I saw that the fallen leaves turned into two, two into three, gradually turned into countless leaves, inserted into the ground, turned into a neat circle, surrounded Shen Yulan, and a silver light flashed randomly.

Izumomen was never good at sneak attacks with hidden weapons, but formations.

Lu Wenyuan stopped the bleeding for himself, watched Shen Yulan turn around, and warned, "For your own sake, you'd better not step out of the life-chasing array."

Jiang Huaiyuan was still a little dizzy, but quickly understood the current situation, and said angrily, "Fate-chasing array? Second senior brother, you are so vicious, you actually used this method against senior senior brother!"

Shen Yulan didn't speak, but looked down.

The life-chasing formation can be regarded as one of Izumomen's lore formations.

Anyone who is trapped by the formation cannot leave without permission, otherwise, once they step out of the range of the formation, every time they take a step, one of the meridians in the whole body will be broken until they can no longer move.

The success rate of the formation is very low, and the people who set up the formation need to be well-cultivated, and the aura of the people who set up the formation is consumed every moment.

Originally, it was a time-delaying formation, but now that Lu Wenyuan was not seriously injured, and with the large number of people, Shen Yulan and Jiang Huaiyuan were already unable to escape.

"The life-chasing formation can only trap one person at a time." Shen Yulan suddenly said, "When the formation was first completed, Huaiyuan hadn't been brought into the range of the formation by me."

Lu Wenyuan frowned: "So what? Don't you think you can escape successfully just by yourself?"

Of course not.

Shen Yulan sighed, "I once said, as long as you beat me, you will take the position of senior brother."

Lu Wenyuan was taken aback, then sneered, "Yes, that's right, but I have never won once, and you have never exerted your full strength. You always give way to me like you are playing with a dog."

Shen Yulan looked at him, and said calmly, "I didn't let you in."

Lu Wenyuan was silent.

"If I want to let you go, or if I don't want to fight seriously, Han Yuan won't hurt you."

Just like in the Immortal Alliance Conference back then, under the influence of Hanyuan Sword Spirit, he never hurt Sect Master Gu at all.

After saying this, he withdrew his gaze and stepped out of the formation with Jiang Huaiyuan, who was unable to move.

Jiang Huaiyuan turned pale with fright, grabbed his arm and struggled, "Brother! Don't!"

Lu Wenyuan was still on the spot, motionless.

This was indeed the first time Han Yuan had stabbed him, the wound on the shoulder was bone-deep, and the pain was severe.

Shen Yulan took the second step with a calm expression, looking not far away, he knew that someone was waiting there, and he had been watching in the dark for a long time.

Then comes the third step and the fourth step.

The so-called life-chasing array was gradually forgotten behind, and its light dissipated.

Lu Wenyuan left, and Yu Jian left with those outer disciples who followed him, and those monks who had fought fiercely with Jiang Huaiyuan and were seriously injured and unconscious.

Shen Yulan walked a long way, until he passed a thick tree, a hand stretched out from behind the tree, and grabbed his arm.

He turned his head, expressionless on his face, "Sovereign."

Jiang Huaiyuan saw that he had no signs of injury and had already survived. When he saw someone, he exclaimed, "Ah, big devil!"

Shen Yulan helped him onto the horse's back, and smiled, "Be careful that the big devil is angry, he is coming to beat you."

Jiang Huaiyuan pursed his lips, unable to figure out the situation, and changed the subject, "Senior brother, are you okay? Didn't senior brother Lu say that he used the life-chasing array? Could it be a bluff?"

Shen Yulan smiled gently, "That's right, you Senior Brother Lu are the best at deceiving people."

Jiang Huaiyuan felt relieved, blinked, and said curiously, "I knew he couldn't bear to really hurt you. He obviously worships senior brother so much, eh? Senior senior brother, how do you know it's a fake formation?"

Shen Yulan was stunned for a moment, then let out a short ah, and said with a smile, "What's the matter, your elder brother has great powers and knows everything."

Jiang Huaiyuan accepted this statement and smiled even brighter, "It's amazing!"

Le Zhengbai glanced at the two of them, "Is that life-chasing array real or fake?"

Shen Yulan glanced at the open space not far away, and there was nothing left there, she nodded, "Even if the real life-seeking formation withdraws its strength, it will last for more than a stick of incense, and it cannot be disarmed at any time."

Le Zhengbai still didn't let go of him, and frowned, "Then why don't you withdraw your sword?"

From just now, Shen Yulan has been holding on to Han Yuan, and Han Yuan has always carried a piercing aura, which has never faded away, and it is still the same now that Lu Wenyuan has taken someone away.

He didn't answer right away, but turned to Jiang Huaiyuan who was on horseback, and said, "Huaiyuan, get some sleep first, and tell me what happened after your injury recovers."

Jiang Huaiyuan nodded in confusion, then felt his head heat up and fell asleep.

Shen Yulan withdrew her palm, put the man on the horse's back to stabilize her, making sure that she would not fall off, and then turned to Le Zhengbai, "It's the second level of sword intent, not forgetting the original intention."

Le Zhengbai: "What do you mean?"

Shen Yulan: "I'll leave it to the suzerain from now on."

As he spoke, he put the sword back into its sheath.

The aura faded, and the thin layer of light on Shen Yulan's body also dimmed. He swayed, leaned back on the tree trunk, slid down and sat down, his face turned pale, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

It's not as unscathed as it was just now.

Le Zhengbai cursed something inwardly, knelt down and supported the back of the man with one hand, and quickly channeled spiritual power in, while the other hand grabbed his wrist to feel his pulse.

The formation was indeed fake, and there was no sign of damage to the meridians, but the cracks on the golden core became more serious due to the forceful use of spiritual energy and fighting with people.

After Han Yuan returned to the sheath, there was no movement, as if she had returned to normal, Shen Yulan was short of breath, her brows were tightly frowned as if she was very uncomfortable, the corners of her mouth kept bleeding, and she almost couldn't sit still.

Le Zhengbai's face was so dark that he let out a murderous look. He wrapped his arms around and made someone close to his arms. He said through gritted teeth, "You didn't even realize that the life-chasing array was fake."

Shen Yulan raised her eyes tiredly, tried to calm her breathing, "Don't tell him."

Le Zhengbai got angry, and snorted coldly, "If you don't let me tell you, I won't tell you? Why?"

Shen Yulan was already much better than before, so she forced a smile, "Sect Master, are you angry?"

Le Zhengbai ignored him.

Shen Yulan closed her eyes and softened her voice, "Don't be angry, I won't die."

Le Zhengbai lowered his head and glanced at him, "If you want something from me, why is your attitude so good?"

Shen Yulan seemed to have fallen asleep for a while, opened her eyes after being silent for a while, looked intently at Jiang Huaiyuan who was sleeping on the horse's back, and said, "Sword Spirit Hanyuan, the first level of sword intent is to distinguish between the enemy and ourselves, the second level The second level of sword intent, never forget the original intention."

The first level of sword intent, Le Zhengbai also knows, is in line with Shen Yulan's temperament, which means that when the sword body stabs others, the Hanyuan sword spirit can protect those he does not want to hurt from being killed by Shen Yulan according to Shen Yulan's thoughts. stabbed.

However, he never thought that Shen Yulan would also awaken the second level of sword intent.

In the original book, the protagonist Gong Rong Bingfeng has awakened a total of three layers of sword intent as he upgrades all the way, and each layer is more powerful than the next, but Shen Yulan always only has the first layer.

From Le Zhengbai's point of view, the effect of distinguishing ourselves from the enemy is like tasteless, useless.

He listened intently, and understood that what happened just now should be related to Shen Yulan's second level of sword intent.

Shen Yulan: "This level of sword intent allows me to obtain the body protection of Han Yuan when I draw the sword. If I fail to achieve my goal, I will never fall down. Whether it is injury or pain, it will not affect the display of strength."

Therefore, from the moment he drew his sword, he had been fighting Lu Wenyuan with all his strength, and he was able to defeat Lu Wenyuan in just a cup of tea. The internal injuries aggravated by this, including the pain caused by the golden core, could not be felt until the sword was sheathed. Didn't show it.

If that life-chasing formation is also true, I am afraid that even if Shen Yulan's meridians are broken, it will not affect his footsteps.

Le Zhengbai didn't know, when he stepped out of the formation, did he rely on his understanding of Lu Wenyuan to bet that his former fellow disciple would not really hurt him, or did he decide that even if his meridians were broken, he would take Jiang Huaiyuan away?

Just when Le Zhengbai was puzzled, Shen Yulan grabbed his arm, and the icy cold temperature came through,

"Sect Master, you said..."

Le Zhengbai subconsciously held his breath, lowered his head, and leaned his ear to the person's mouth, "Huh?"

The hand holding him loosened and fell down.

Shen Yulan closed her eyes and fell into a coma.

"Silly."

Le Zhengbai picked up the man, came to the side of the horse, and cursed secretly.

Both irritated and helpless.

He originally stood aside and refused to make a move, he just wanted to force Shen Yulan to kill someone - if the person who set up the formation died, the formation would naturally break.

It took a lot of effort for Le Zhengbai to successfully make Shen Yulan stop thinking about restarting after death.

As a result, when Shen Yulan stepped out of the formation, she firmly walked towards Le Zhengbai's hiding direction step by step.

Such a gesture seemed to be betting on a result, and it seemed to be sure that he would never lose the bet.

What was the last thing he wanted to say before he passed out?

Le Zhengbai looked down at him, and a certain sentence from the past few days slipped through his mind.

——The other sentence is, 'This seat will not let you go to rebirth again'.

"Tsk..."

Le Zhengbai couldn't help sighing, and led the people to sit on the horseback,

"I heard nonsense in my dream, and you dare to believe it."

The author has something to say: Le Zhengbai: I suddenly feel less angry than before...

System: Where did the restlessness go, host, what's the future?

Le Zhengbai: Guys who are not on stage are not allowed to speak.

Thanks to Heqiu and the bell-tying people for their landmines

Thank you for eating crayfish x10 tonight, Wujiuhui's nutrient solution