Cannon fodder apprentice reborn

this means.Nie Wuhuan practiced blood refining skills since he was a child, and Nie Shaoze might have already planted a clue to control him. "

Lan Tuo was still not very clear about the situation, "Then what should we do now?"

Yin Wuchen asked them, "How about the blood gu?"

Song Yantai nodded, then shook his head, "You can't use your spiritual power. Fortunately, you are in the chess game of the National Teacher. Once you get out of the chess game..."

Lan Tuo continued, "You can't go out."

Yin Wuchen asked again: "Can you still move?"

Song Yantai said: "I joined forces with the National Teacher, and it should be able to delay for a while."

Can Lan Chu say no, even if he can't, he bites the bullet and agrees.

"What do you want us to do?"

Nie Wuhuan stood stiffly in front of Nie Shaoze, holding the blood-colored short blade in his hand, his face was pale, and there were bruises on his handsome cheeks.

Nie Shaoze seemed very satisfied with his appearance, and put his hand on Nie Wuhuan's shoulder, transferring several percent of the power of the cloud water beads to him.

"Huan'er, my father will give you another chance to fight your elder brother Yin Wuchen again. I hope you will not disappoint my father."

The blood in Nie Wuhuan's eyes surged, and he turned to Yin Wuchen's direction. Nie Shaoze patted him on the shoulder, and his figure flashed, swept away like a black eagle, and left full of hostility!

Yin Wuchen strode forward with a sword in hand, and said to Song Yantai and the others, "Then send us out first! Me and Nie Shaoze and his son!"

Lan Tue understood what he meant, and asked in surprise, "Can you stand it alone?"

Song Yantai pressed his arm, looked at Tang Xun and the others outside the chess game, "Then there is Lao Yin Sword Master, take Tang Xun and them away first!"

Lan Cui didn't have any sense of participation, and hurriedly said, "You guys decide!"

Song Yantai said: "It's decided."

"it is good."

Yin Wuchen took a deep look at the two of them, then turned and flew towards Nie Wuhuan.

The speed and strength of Nie Wuhuan under control have increased several times, and he has soared from the mid-stage of Huashen to the peak, his figure is as fast as lightning, when he attacked Yin Wuchen, Yin Wuchen raised his sword to block, looked back, and Lan Rui Er People have already started.

The Impermanence Chess Game is Lan Tuo's strongest magic weapon. Although he doesn't know whether he is trapping Nie Shaoze or himself at this moment, it is difficult to suppress Nie Shaoze and his son. ——

"receive!"

The impermanent chess game shrank several times in an instant, leaving only a distance of several feet around the altar, and Yin Wuchen and Nie Wuhuan, as well as Shen Zhuohan and Nie Bai who had been trapped inside for a long time, stood in the open space outside the chess game in the blink of an eye, but alone exception.

Nie Shaoze was still in the game, and a double magic circle fell from the sky, trapping him.

Nie Shaoze turned his head to look, and saw Song Yantai turned pale and said to Yin Wuchen who was outside the game: "Take Xiaotang out of the ghost town first!"

Knowing that he could not use his spiritual power, he still wanted to set up an formation to trap Nie Shaoze. What they said earlier was not the case. Even though Yin Wuchen was as calm as Yin Wuchen, he was a little dazed. He looked at where Tang Xun was.

Tang Xun pulled Ruan Qiu back to the front of the ancestral hall, his face was a little lost.

Yin Wuchen came back to his senses, and while fighting with Nie Wuhuan, he ordered Ruan Qiu from a distance, "Xiao Qiu, take everyone out of the ghost town first!"

"I……"

Ruan Qiu instinctively didn't want to leave. In this situation, if Nie Shaoze escaped, his master would undoubtedly be defeated, and Lan Cui came for him. How could he leave them and escape?

But this is Yin Wuchen's order.

Tang Xun's old injury has not healed, and Song Yantai wants him to leave first because of this.

Ruan Qiu looked at Yin Wuchen and the others who were dragging Nie Shaoze and Nie Wuhuan for them, finally gritted his teeth, pulled Tang Xun and walked out the door.

Tang Xun did not resist, but stared blankly at Song Yantai in the chess game, his eyebrows sank, and he quickly walked past Ruan Qiu.

"go!"

Ruan Qiu nodded, guarded by several hidden guards, followed Tang Xun and left the ancestral hall.

He couldn't tell what mood he was on the way, but hearing his heavy panting, he ran all the way outside Nie's home.

This is also the first time Ruan Qiu left Yin Wuchen behind and fled with the others.

He would think, since he is gone, what should Master do?But if he doesn't leave, he will inevitably implicate the master. How did it become like this?

It's a cloud drop.

Ruan Qiu quickly found the answer. Yunshuizhu gave Nie Shaoze a power beyond the realm of Yin Wuchen and the others, and also made them fall into a trapped place, but does Yunshuizhu have no nemesis?

With a bang, a huge boulder fell onto the ruins in front of them, blowing up the sky full of dust, and a figure slowly walked out.

Seeing clearly that it was Nie Wuhuan with red eyes, Tang Xun immediately stepped back and dragged Ruan Qiu to another street, "Quick! Go this way!"

Ruan Qiu made up his mind and hurriedly followed. Several hidden guards brought by the City Lord's Mansion silently retreated behind them, cutting off their backs for them.

Tang Xun's breath was uncertain, his face was pale, and he said while running, "I didn't expect Nie Wuhuan to catch up so quickly, we have to hurry..."

Before he finished speaking, a hidden guard was kicked hard into the road in front of them. Tang Xun and Ruan Qiu turned their heads together, and saw Nie Wuhuan slapped a hidden guard into the air as soon as he made a move. A blood mist full of hostility came towards them.

No one can stand in his way.

In a moment, several hidden guards all fell to the ground, and Nie Wuhuan's figure moved, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the two of them. Ruan Qiu's breath was stagnant, but he pushed Tang Xun away without hesitation, and spread his arms.

Nie Wuhuan raised his hand to grab Ruan Qiu's neck, and lifted the thin boy with ease, his blood pupils were hollow and filled with ferocity.

"Ruan Qiu!"

Tang Xun hurriedly got up from the ground, drew out his long sword, and slashed at Nie Wuhuan.

Even if it was a high-grade spirit sword, he didn't even have a chance to do it. As soon as Nie Wuhuan raised his hand, he sent Tang Xun flying. Ruan Qiu struggled with his legs hanging on the ground, and called out Tang Xun in a hoarse voice.

Tang Xun fell into the ruins and couldn't get up for a while.

Ruan Qiu couldn't see where he was, and was also anxious in his heart. He clasped the back of Nie Wuhuan's hand tightly, enduring the pain on his neck and mobilizing his spiritual power.

At this moment, his consciousness is very clear. He Tu said that there is also a nemesis in blood refining, and that is Tianshui Jue, and he has seen Tianshui Jue.

Although only the second half.

At this moment, Ruan Qiu was extremely thankful that his memory was good, and he remembered the Tianshuijue exercise that he tried desperately to forget not long ago. He mobilized the spiritual power in his body according to the exercise, and concentrated it in his hands, his palms trembling Tremblingly, he turned to Nie Wuhuan's face, his voice was hoarse, and his eyes sparkled.

"Nie, Wuhuan, hurry up, wake up!"

A faint blue light emerged from his hand, exuding a refreshing air, Nie Wuhuan froze suddenly, the blood in his eyes dimmed, his lips trembled, and he hesitated to read a name.

"Little... blind man?"

He reacts!

Ruan Qiu was delighted.

Just at this moment, a high-grade spirit sword flew in the distance, and it was about to brush Nie Wuhuan's arm, so Nie Wuhuan let go of Ruan Qiu.

When Ruan Qiu fell down, a person rushed out from the corner of the street and dragged him to the outside of the city. Ruan Qiu gasped for breath and saw Shen Zhuohan's face, he was stunned, "Why did you save me? "

"I never thought that Guiyi would be Nie Shaoze, but I just wanted to kill the ghost mother... Do you believe me when I say that?" Shen Zhuohan looked at Ruan Qiu fixedly, and said: "I can't wait, let's talk about it when I leave the city!"

Ruan Qiu said: "But shopkeeper Tang..."

"You can't protect yourself, so you still care about others?" Shen Zhuohan said: "Leave it alone..."

"Do not."

Ruan Qiu broke away from his hand and looked behind him. They ran two streets away. Before Nie Wuhuan could catch up, there was nothing behind them.

"Let's go, shopkeeper Tang will die! City Lord Song held Nie Shaoze back for us, we can't just leave shopkeeper Tang behind!"

Shen Zhuohan asked him, "Then what do you want, you have a way to deal with Nie Wuhuan? He has already been controlled by the blood refining exercise, and no one can make him obedient except Nie Shaoze. If your master Yin Wuchen is here, maybe you can still get rid of Nie Wuhuan?" could kill him."

Ruan Qiu was stunned, "Kill him?"

Shen Zhuohan eased his tone slightly, and grabbed Ruan Qiu's arm, "It is rumored that the suzerain of the Blood Demon Sect and the six elders all practice blood refining exercises, but none of them can break through the life-and-death barrier of blood refining exercises, but Nie Shaoze can pass the cultivation of blood refining kung fu." A Nie Wuhuan came to postpone the deadline of life and death, and Nie Wuhuan was his stand-in from the beginning! If you had cloud water beads in your hands, you and I might still try to wake up Nie Wuhuan, but we have nothing, Ruan Qiu , we can't help it."

Ruan Qiu calmed down, shook his head and said: "No, it's not that there is no way. There is a person who broke through the bottleneck of blood refining. He is..."

"careful!"

Shen Zhuohan's expression changed, he pushed Ruan Qiu away violently, and then summoned the spirit sword, but before he could draw out the sword, a black shadow suddenly fell on this dead street, holding Shen Zhuohan's head and crushing him to the ground, The terrible coercion pressed out cracks on the ground, and also pressed out a small pit.

It's Wuhuan Nie!

Shen Zhuohan's head was covered in blood, and the spirit sword pressed against Nie Wuhuan's neck, but he still didn't forget to turn around and shout: "Go! Get out of the city immediately!"

Ruan Qiu looked at him and forgot to breathe.

Shen Zhuohan had no time to take care of Ruan Qiu anymore, he used his body skills to roll out of Nie Wuhuan's hands deftly, but Nie Wuhuan also knocked the spirit sword away, even hitting himself against the wall.

Shen Zhuohan vomited a mouthful of blood, and sat helplessly under the collapsed wall, blood dripped down from his forehead, making his eyes red with blood.

Nie Wuhuan had already chased him up, and the blood blade flashed in his hand, and he was about to stab him.

A sharp whistle suddenly sounded not far behind, Nie Wuhuan froze, Shen Zhuohan also regained his composure, and looked over there.

The young man in green clothes was stained with dust, and he stood awkwardly on the street, holding a two-inch long bone whistle in his hand. He couldn't help panting when he met Shen Zhuohan's bewildered eyes.

This bone whistle was given to him by Yin Wuchang.

When talking about this person just now, Ruan Qiu thought of what Yin Wuchang said when he sent him the bone whistle - blowing it can make people sober.

This turned out to be true...

But Nie Wuhuan only paused for a moment, then raised the blood blade in his hand again.

Ruan Qiu was stunned, and hurriedly blew the whistle with his mouth in his mouth. The sharp and piercing whistle echoed out of tune in the long deserted street, and a water-red spiritual power spread from the whistle.

At the same time, the bone whistle also opened a crack.

Nie Wuhuan's body froze, and the blood blade in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. He seemed to be in pain, his knees softened and he knelt down with his head in his arms, breathing heavily and quickly.

Finally, a flash of sword light came belatedly, and a figure in white appeared here, with two fingers on Nie Wuhuan's celestial cap, and then he clasped Nie Wuhuan's shoulders and turned the person around, brushing several spiritual veins.

I saw Nie Wuhuan closing his pair of blood pupils, and his body fell powerlessly to the ground.

Ruan Qiu stopped blowing the whistle, put down the bone whistle, and watched the man in white turn around. When he saw the blood-stained handsome face, Tang Xun's voice came from behind—"Ruan Qiu!"

He turned around immediately, and saw several injured hidden guards walking towards Tang Xun.

There was a flash of water in Ruan Qiu's eyes, and when he looked at Yin Wuchen again, he let out a long and dull sigh of relief, walked a few steps quickly and threw himself into his arms.

"Master!"

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