Blood Jade Legend

Just as Murong Jingxue's palm approached, a swift white shadow flew towards him, facing his palm head-on, "Bang!" Suddenly, the powerful palm force made Murong Jingxue take a few steps back, See the person in front of you clearly.

Murong Jingxue shouted in astonishment: "Bai Yunsheng!"

With Bai Yunsheng's appearance, the murderous spirit condensed in Murong Jingxue's heart did not slow down. He slowly raised his head and said, "Bai Yunsheng, I never thought you would dare to come back to die. Do you know that the sanctuary is not just when you say you want to come? where you can come.”

Bai Yunsheng stared coldly at Murong Jingxue with indifferent eyes, and said, "No one can decide where I go, except..." His eyes passed through Murong Jingxue, and unexpectedly saw Yin Qingrou on the bed, his cold eyes instantly melted. For the soft light, a surprise call: "Qingrou!"

Murong Jingxue had a mocking smile on his face, his expression was cold and arrogant, arrogant and ruthless, a murderous sneer was drawn on the corners of his lips, and he said: "Another one came for Qingrou, but it's a pity that Qingrou is no longer You, Bai Yun, were born alone, hahaha..." His laughter was full of provocation and possessiveness, evil and crazy...

Bai Yunsheng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and there was no trace of warmth in the cold breath emanating from his whole body. The nightmare-like coldness kept lingering on his thin lips. A cold breath filled the air.

Murong Jingxue was secretly taken aback. In such a split second, he already felt an invisible threat, an obvious pressure locked him tightly, and the chic and frivolous a few minutes ago disappeared without a trace, replaced by another A vain arrogance.

Su Fengqi, with deep killing intent, Bai Yunsheng's unhesitating eyes, said coldly: "You deserve to die!"

Bai Yunsheng's pace was as light as a gossamer, and the elusive figure quickly came to Murong Jingxue's side. The two incompatible auras met in an instant, and amidst the deep roar of roaring, the two shot at the same time...

Although the two were rivals in love, it was the first time they had fought against each other, and it was the first time they experienced each other's moves, so neither of them dared to be careless.

Bai Yun's steps are graceful and graceful, his voice is whistling, his style is windy, his feminine palm strength is like thousands of fluff, and the different auras he moves are close to Murong Jingxue.

Murong Jingxue's movements are sharp, her palms rise and legs fall, her palms are urgent, and she moves tricks, her fierce momentum is like a storm, soft and firm, fast and slow, and the smooth and smooth flow of fists and legs is unpredictable Distinguished, no conspiracy.

The momentary contact between the two, with even momentum, one white and one blue figure shuttled through the cave, staggering endlessly...

Xuan Yi quietly approached Murong Yan, squatted down, and called timidly: "Uncle Yan."

Murong Yan slowly raised his head, forced his heavy eyelids up, his eyes were full of melancholy, and smiled sadly: "You... are back..."

Xuanyi looked at his face with all the blood faded, her eyes turned red, and she said: "You are seriously injured, do you need my help?"

Murong Yan raised his finger to the stone table with difficulty, and said weakly: "Please... give me... that bottle... the green medicine bottle... on the table..." Murong Yan, who was almost unable to hold on, knew that he could not Pour, bet the last bite.

Xuanyi hurriedly rushed to the table to get the medicine bottle, a strong smell of alcohol made her very uncomfortable, she turned back to Murong Yan, and smelled the same smell on him, she was puzzled and didn't think too much about it, so she poured it out Take out a dark green pill and give it to Murong Yan.

Murong Yan took the hand and hesitated for a while, then said weakly: "Give me the whole bottle."

Suspiciously, Xuanyi poured the whole bottle of pills into her hand, Murong Yan casually grabbed a handful and swallowed it, Xuanyi looked at him in surprise.

Murong Yan, who had almost stopped breathing, took a deep breath, then quickly and neatly went to a few of his acupoints, and then spit out a big mouthful of dirty blood.

Xuanyi shouted nervously: "Uncle Yan! Are you okay?"

Xuan Yi showed concern. Although she didn't know medical skills, she would occasionally ask Murong Yan about some common medicines. She knew what medicine Murong Yan swallowed just now.Seeing the sudden change of Murong Yan's ashen face, he was even more worried about him.

Murong Yan sat cross-legged, gave a wry smile, shook his head and said, "It's okay, I hope I can hold on..." His words were interrupted by a sudden figure...

Xuanyi raised her head following his gaze, Yin Qingrou got up at some point and quietly came to Murong Yan's side.

Her crystal black eyes stared at the two wrestling figures in front of her in bewilderment. In her beautiful pupils, her eyes were watery and filled with boundless bewilderment. In her chaotic consciousness, her body seemed to be floating in the clouds, already separated. I don't know if the figure in front of me is an illusion or real.

Just staring blankly and quietly, very quiet, very quiet, so quiet that I even forgot to breathe.

Bai Yunsheng and Murong Jingxue were fully focused, their eyes revealed murderous intent, the wind howled, the sound of palm wind, fists and legs hitting the window was like a rainstorm, dense and fast, coming and going, refusing to give in to each other, fighting for a while, But the sound of the impact gradually slowed down, but the strong wind became louder and louder...

After the two had been fighting for a long time, Bai Yunsheng's eyes suddenly changed. Ever since he acquired the power of magic clothes, his whole body seemed to have been reborn, and his vigor was endless...

After finding out Murong Jingxue's body skills, he no longer showed mercy, his body skills drifted away, his momentum changed, his palms moved slowly and quickly, he stretched his hands backwards, his two fluttering sleeves condensed a lot of energy, and followed the soft palms Before launching, the unforgiving offensive filled Murong Jingxue's whole body.

Murong Jingxue felt that Bai Yunsheng's strong wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the invisible palm force gathered around him, forcing him to keep stepping back, the more he felt the more startled, the cold sweat poured out.

Murong Jingxue secretly said: "That day in the battle at the Holy Curtain Building, I only knew that his martial arts improved rapidly, but I didn't expect it to be so. It seems that I underestimated his strength too much. If I had a silver bow..." He thought to himself : "Let's find a way to get out first, wait for me to get the silver bow, and then settle this account in the future."

Murong Jingxue thought to himself, when he was caught off guard, Bai Yunsheng suddenly slapped him.Murong Jingxue reluctantly leaned over to dodge, but the strong wind still swept over his right shoulder, and he felt a burst of coldness on his shoulder. He stretched out his hand to touch it, and saw the blood in his palm, his heart trembled, before he could think, Bai Yunsheng pushed with his hands, and made another move...

With a shout, Murong Jingxue rushed forward with her left palm swiftly, and with a clap sound, her palms intersected, and the two of them each took a step back.Murong Jingxue only felt that although Bai Yunsheng's internal energy was soft, it was extremely thick, and now that Bai Yunsheng in front of his eyes, his internal energy was no longer inferior to his, this realization made him tremble unconsciously.

The eyes of the two met, and the consciousness of their eyes clashed silently. Bai Yunsheng's eyes were still cold, but there was more suffocating evil spirit and inexhaustible violence in his eyes. The cruel aura condensed on his handsome appearance, making him even more weird And unpredictable, making people feel uncomfortable.

Murong Jingxue's eyes flickered, but under his arrogant and frivolous appearance, his heart was cautious and alert. He was waiting, waiting for the opportunity to get out.

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