When Xiao Juanyun arrived at the battlefield, Zhao Hai was already bleeding from all his orifices. Seeing Xiao Juanyun's arrival, Zhao Hai let out a sigh of relief and said in a weak voice: "Old Xiao, if you were too late, I'm really going to die." .”
Xiao Juanyun raised one hand and waved a force of energy towards the light curtain, lifting Zhao Hai up and sweeping him back.
Zhao Hai quickly reminded anxiously: "Old Xiao, there is something weird about that light screen, you can't escape it!"
Sure enough, the light curtain behind the qi machine not only did not shrink, but actually grew in size.
Upon seeing this, Xiao Juanyun immediately took out two silver needles from his sleeves and pierced his thighs respectively.
The acupuncture points and meridians in the human body are all connected. Miracle doctors like Xiao Juanyun have already mastered the acupoints and meridians very well.
I saw Xiao Juanyun immediately walking as fast as flying, as if flying in the air, and his speed was extremely fast.
After finally running out of the light curtain, Xiao Juanyun slowly stopped and said with lingering fear: "I almost died with you."
Zhao Hai finally took a long breath and said, "Old Xiao, I owe you a life."
Xiao Juanyun didn't say much, but immediately took out the silver needle and inserted it into several of Zhao Hai's acupuncture points to heal his injuries.
The light curtain was finally suppressed. Whether they were friendly or enemy troops, all the unlucky ones who could not escape from the light curtain looked at the suffocating light curtain and showed fear.
But there was only panic.
When the light curtain fell completely, the field was already in a mess.
Xingfeng held his long spear, slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and looked at Xiao Juanyun and Zhao Hai with squinted eyes.
Xiao Juanyun frowned. He was proficient in medicine and could best sense the flow of Qi in the human body.
The wind and energy at this moment have not dissipated, but have become more turbulent.
Xiao Juanyun guessed with some worry: "Isn't this guy touching the threshold of the Martial Lord?"
Zhao Hai was shocked, "Seriously?"
Xiao Juanyun nodded, "It seems so..."
Xingfeng sneered at this time.
The light screen he just waved really made him touch the threshold of Martial Lord.
It's just not enough. It's just touching, not stepping over.
Suddenly, Xingfeng mentioned Changsha.
A ray of light passed through the clouds and shone down.
Xingfeng followed the light, and his whole body felt warm.
Today he will achieve the realm of Martial Lord!
Xiao Juanyun frowned and said, "Zhao Hai, it seems that we are having some trouble."
Song Bufan also sensed that light.
He raised his eyebrows on the spot and said softly: "There will be another Martial Lord in Bahuang."
The fog in Gu Xiaotian's eyes had completely dissipated. After stretching his muscles, he slowly stood up, passed Song Bufan, and walked straight towards the battlefield.
Gu Xiaotian didn't speak, but his steps were firm.
Song Bufan suddenly asked from behind: "Do you really plan to go there?"
Gu Xiaotian smiled casually, "Otherwise, stay here?"
Song Bufan whispered: "You might die."
Gu Xiaotian smiled disdainfully, "It's better than dying in your hands."
Song Bufan nodded, but followed Gu Xiaotian's pace.
Gu Xiaotian turned around in confusion, "I'm going to save people, what are you going to do?"
Song Bufan said calmly: "Protect you."
Gu Xiaotian sneered again and again, and slowly uttered three words.
"How hypocritical."
The two of them rushed to the battlefield together.
On the battlefield, Xingfeng's attack had already been unleashed.
A strong qi flowed out in circles, and there was a faint chill. Coupled with today's strong wind, Zhao Hai and Xiao Juanyun couldn't help but shiver.
But fortunately, both of them are leaders. Although joining forces at this time may not break the situation, it does not necessarily mean that they will be at a disadvantage.
Zhao Hai stood in front of Xiao Juanyun, activated all the Qi in his body, and suddenly
It formed a water wall several feet high.
Xiao Juanyun stood behind Zhao Hai, pierced several silver needles into his thighs and arms respectively, ducked out of the water wall, came to the side of Xingfeng, then struck out a palm towards Xingfeng and rushed towards him.
When Xingfeng saw this, he immediately stretched out a palm and faced Xiao Juanyun.
When the two palms collided, there was a clicking sound, and the sound of bone cracking could be heard.
Sweat oozed from Xiao Juanyun's forehead, but at this time he just gritted his teeth and continued to circulate the energy in his body. He was bound to climb a step higher.
Xingfeng glanced coldly, suddenly retracted his palm, and then swept Changshan away.
The handle hit Xiao Juanyun's abdomen, and Xiao Juanyun was immediately knocked back several feet.
Xiao Juanyun rubbed his abdomen. He wanted to straighten up, but he bent down unconsciously.
Nowadays, every time Xingfeng makes a move, he can feel that he is one step closer to the martial master.
When it comes to genius, why isn't he a genius?
Xingfeng continued to pursue the situation and stabbed Xiao Juanyun again.
After a short distance, it was already too late.
Zhao Hai could only shout loudly at this moment: "Old Xiao, get away!"
However, Xiao Juanyun wanted to hide, but he did not have the ability.
He could only watch the long spear getting closer and closer to him.
Suddenly, a dark curtain enveloped Xiao Juanyun.
Xiao Juanyun only felt that the surroundings had become extremely dark, but in this darkness, he was not so scared, but felt a little relieved.
Then, the darkness slowly dissipated.
Song Bufan stood next to Xiao Juanyun expressionlessly.
Xingfeng frowned and asked, "Do the Seven Chiefs of Martial Arts really want to side with Bahuang?"
Song Bufan shook his head, "No, I'm just protecting the people I want to protect."
Yukikaze smiled coldly.
Knowing that his eldest sister had a close relationship with Song Bufan, he never wanted to put any thought into Song Bufan.
Such a person, even if they come to an agreement, cannot control it.
Yukikaze still prefers the feeling of being able to hold everything in his hands.
Xingfeng mentioned Changshan and said, "Song Bufan, I have never regarded you as Beihuang's opponent. If you are interested, you can leave on your own."
Song Bufan said calmly: "It's a bit difficult."
The so-called difficulty still refers to Gu Xiaotian.
In fact, with Song Bufan's level, if he wanted to take Gu Xiaotian away, he could easily take him away without giving Gu Xiaotian any chance to resist.
But he did not do so.
Xingfeng actually understood this truth, but he couldn't guess what Song Bufan was thinking.
Xingfeng took a long breath and asked: "Song Bufan, I heard that you have already entered the realm of seeking defeat?"
Song Bufan nodded slightly, put his hands behind his back, and let the wind blow his robes, making a sound.
Xingfeng smiled and said: "I have never fought against someone who is in a state of defeat. Today is the right day. I will use your state of defeat to achieve my state of martial master!"
Song Bufan looked at Xingfeng calmly, silently.
Xingfeng suddenly took action and lifted Changshan, causing a gust of wind.
The strong wind became stronger and stronger, and there was energy contained in it. It didn't explode until it was close to Song Bufan.
However, Song Bufan just stretched out his hand, then pressed down, grabbing the strong wind in his hand, as if holding a small ball, and then squeezed it hard to disperse it.
Xingfeng launched attacks towards Song Bufan one after another, each attack was as fast as lightning and majestic.
However, Song Bufan never drew his sword from beginning to end. He just responded in the simplest way, not fighting back, but just protecting himself.
Xingfeng said angrily: "Can you just hide?"
Even if Xingfeng kept talking, Song Bufan always remained calm.
The state of seeking defeat is already the pinnacle of martial arts.
In this realm, overlooking everything below, they are actually as big as ants.
It's nothing more than the difference between a small ant and a big ant.
After dodging several blows in succession, Song Bufan sighed slightly and said with some pity: "It seems that there will not be one more Martial Lord in Bahuang."
Then, he finally took action.
The sword named Shadow was finally unsheathed again.
Immediately afterwards, Song Bufan waved his hand in the air, and black shadows appeared in the air, crisscrossing each other, as if they were drawing a spell.
When Song Bufan swung his last sword, he just gently handed the sword forward.
At this moment, the world suddenly shines brightly!
Song Bufan, dressed in black robe, was standing there.
The world trembled, but the black robe looked so bright at this moment.
Xingfeng looked at the talisman, and suddenly felt his heart sinking, and he knelt on the ground involuntarily.
His neck felt like there was a thousand pounds of weight pressing on it, preventing him from raising his head.
Finally the spell fell.
Xingfeng fell to the ground instantly.
However, that's where it ends.
Xingfeng felt a little confused. Now that he had taken action, didn't he want to kill me?
Song Bufan sheathed his sword and said calmly: "The matter in Beihuang has nothing to do with me. I only took action to save people."
Xingfeng stood up slowly, swept the dust off his body, lifted up his long hair, and looked at Song Bufan with squinted eyes.
"Song Bufan, are you serious about not killing me?"
Song Bufan shook his head, "Everyone has been saved, so killing you is meaningless to me."
"You have an unstable mind, and I'm afraid there's still a long way to go in the way of the Martial Lord. The distance is not short."
Yukikaze sneered, "Then what are your plans?"
Song Bufan said calmly: "We must pave the way for others."
There is something in these words, some people heard it, and some people actually heard it.
Xingfeng suddenly smiled, "What if he died on the road you paved for him?"
Song Bufan remained silent, his face calm.
Then, he looked at Gu Xiaotian and stepped aside.
Gu Xiaotian looked at Song Bufan coldly and said the same three words.
"How hypocritical."
No longer caring about Song Bufan, Xingfeng stood on the spot holding a long stick and pointed at Gu Xiaotian, "Gu Xiaotian, there must be an understanding between you and me today."
Gu Xiaotian smiled and agreed: "Mr. Xing, it's rare that we think of going together."
Xingfeng said: "Gu Xiaotian, you could have lived forever, but it's a pity that someone has ulterior motives and wants your life."
Then he looked at Song Bufan with an evil look.
Gu Xiaotian smiled and agreed again, "On this point, we both still think the same thing."
Xingfeng sneered: "Gu Xiaotian, it's time to end, everything should be over."
In an instant, heaven and earth changed.
The wind seemed to have stopped.
Xingfeng exhaled a long breath of white mist, and the energy flowed through his body. The long spear emitted bursts of light. In an instant, a dragon roar came, and a silver dragon seemed to be visible in the clouds, piercing through the clouds. Chonggu Xiaotian.
Gu Xiaotian looked up and held out a sword.
The long sword was swung, and the dazzling sword light shot straight up, like a gorgeous silver dragon. It seemed that it was about to collide with the silver dragon in the sky, whose skull was stronger!
The two silver dragons roared in unison.
That's the roar of a dragon!
The two silver dragons finally collided, and the sound was like a thunderstorm. One after another, countless soldiers covered their ears, and some soldiers with lower realms were shocked to the point of bleeding.
Song Bufan looked at the two silver dragons and suddenly laughed.
Although it is said that there will not be one more Martial Lord in this Bahuang, there is no question as to whether there will be one more Martial Chi.
Xingfeng had already reached in front of Gu Xiaotian, and his long spear had already stabbed forward.
This spear was as fast as the wind. Without even seeing its shape, the spear was already approaching.
Gu Xiaotian
He raised his hand to catch it and let the long spear pierce his arm. Although it hurt, he remained silent.
Xingfeng retracted his long spear and stabbed forward again without making any adjustments.
Gu Xiaotian retreated to avoid the stab. At a certain moment when Gu Xiaotian retreated, Xingfeng was suddenly stunned.
At the same time, on the battlefield, a line passed across and rolled up countless sword energy.
It was a golden flying sword.
