【Rebirth】Mermaid brothers love doomed

The shadow of the moon hangs high, the nebula is dim, and the crows are singing again in the mountains. This is unknown.

Lin Wanjiang was bleeding profusely, isolated and helpless.

Qin Yicheng made a ruthless blow, and that blow did not leave any sympathy.

The sternum is sunken, the internal organs are all damaged, and the lungs are burning like a raging fire.

Breathing also felt severe pain. It should be that the chest bone was broken and penetrated the viscera.

The neck was suddenly strangled by someone, and the senior brother raised his eyes and met the man's eyes with a fierce expression.

His eyes wandered, and he saw the seeping scars, which turned blood red due to anger.

Qin Yicheng continued to use force, but did not kill him.

He only wanted Lin Wanjiang to faint, and he was arrested for a blood test.

He has taken a fancy to this person's talent, but he can single out the disciples of Liufeng, perhaps he can withstand the poison.

"Don't...don't kill him...please daddy..."

A woman's cry came from her ears, her weak breath mixed with choking sobs.

Qin Yicheng turned a deaf ear and tightened his fingers suddenly.

Lin Wanjiang was trembling all over, her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were bloodshot due to suffocation.

The crow's cry suddenly rose, sharp and piercing.

A ray of sword light came from far to near, and strong winds blew up all around.

Seeing it out of the corner of his eye, Qin Yicheng let go of his hand suddenly, and stepped back in an instant.

There was a loud bang, gravel splashed, and bursts of smoke and dust were raised.

Lin Wanjiang's body softened, and her back bumped against her strong chest.

The voice trembling in the ear: "Brother, it's me."

Lin Wanjiang raised her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

The visitor is Duan Juechen.

Hastily asked: "Chang'an... is there any news..."

Before he finished speaking, the boy said, "I found it."

The voice is hoarse, extremely forbearing.

When Lin Wanjiang heard the words, she finally closed her eyes.

The boy was startled, and hurried to check the injury.

After a while, the chest rose and fell violently.

His light brown eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and his tightly pursed thin lips were brewing with monstrous anger.

Accumulate the spiritual flow, protect the heart of the senior brother, lightly tap between the fingers to stop the blood flow.

With a slight raise of his hand, long-term love rose from the ground, and the light shone brightly in an instant.

After the smoke cleared, Qin Yicheng stabilized his figure, took a look at him and said in a cold voice:

"Heh, who else should I be?"

Just now the momentum was terrifying, he thought it was Yan Guanshan who came in person.

It turned out to be Yu Qingfeng's disciple, or the little evil of the Duan family.

Duan Juechen remained silent, suddenly put down Lin Wanjiang, and stepped forward with his sword in hand.

Needless to say, if this person hurt his senior brother, he will pay with his life.

The sword light flickered, the young man's body skills were excellent, and his moves were deadly.

Qin Yicheng retreated again and again, and was forced to call out his saber helplessly.

The blade clanked in the ears, and the hundred moves had been completed in a short while, the man dared not underestimate the enemy any more.

Duan Juechen's eyes were cold, he could kill this person with one blow.

Perseveringly dare not use the magic energy, for fear of extraneous problems.

Hearing the footsteps behind him suddenly, seeing the flames shooting into the sky, the elders of Liufeng arrived one after another.

Raising his hand to block the sword, Qin Yicheng shouted: "Catch him for me!"

This man, he also wants to live.

As soon as the words fell, several sword lights rose at the same time, and Duan Juechen was attacked by the enemy.

There is no meaning in the boy's eyes, he just wants to make a quick decision.

In his heart, he considered whether to use the devil energy to drive these people to death.

Looking sideways at his senior brother, his eyes were closed tightly and he fell into a faint, his chest heaving weakened.

Can't wait any longer.

The turbulent spiritual flow stopped abruptly, and the black silk thread lingered for a long time.

Just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly saw the flame startled, and the raging flames repelled everyone.

A touch of whiteness came over, blocked the young man, and said:

"Who dares to touch this disciple!"

His voice was cold, the gentleness in the past was gone, and he was already angry.

Everyone exclaimed: "Yu Qingfeng! It's Yu Qingfeng!"

"How dare he come here! Really shameless!"

"Seduce the eldest lady's husband-in-law! The addiction to breaking sleeves is intolerable!"

Yu Qingfeng turned a deaf ear to the insults, and suddenly whispered:

"Achen, take your senior brother away! For the master!"

As soon as the words fell, the tongues of fire started again, spreading in all directions, with the potential to start a prairie fire!

Hearing this, Duan Juechen backed away slowly.

Although he was worried about Yu Qingfeng, Lin Wanjiang urgently needed healing and could not delay any longer.

He picked up his senior brother, and shouted in his ears again!

In the firelight, the man's back is slender and thin, fighting alone without fear!

Yu Qingfeng ignited a fire array to fight against the enemy, and Yan Chang'an was on fire.

"what!!!"

The roars kept coming, but they were all blocked by the black iron gate and disappeared.

There was no intact flesh and blood all over his body, the dense white bones turned into coke, and the blood flowed under his feet was burnt.

The young Pianpian was completely gone, and Yan Changan looked like a ghost, stepping on thousands of miles of flames, and walked slowly.

The roar pierced the heart, burning the body and hurting the heart.

The blood and tears dried up, and there were no more tears in this life.

A whisper came: "Quicken your pace! Go through this sea of ​​fire! You will be born again!"

Yan Chang'an trembled violently and growled, "It hurts!!! I'm in so much pain!!!"

Wu Qing was extremely indifferent, and controlled the youth not to activate the protective array.

He said again: "It hurts? Doesn't Yu Qingfeng's sword hurt?"

Suddenly shouted: "Which one hurts more!!!"

The boy's eyes trembled, and his red pupils were as red as blood.

Gritting his teeth, he quickly quickened his pace and let out a low growl: "Yu Qingfeng!!!"

Hearing this growl, Wu Qing gave a wicked smile and said coldly:

"Remember this anger! Increase this greed!"

"Yu Qingfeng is yours, no one can take him away!"

"The blood of the demon race flows in your body! You should be born with the blood of a man!"

The severe pain in the throat was unbearable, the bones of the whole body were burning, and the boy's mouth was bleeding.

Unable to speak, with nowhere to vent, the severe pain intensified, and the sea of ​​flames was boundless.

A figure appeared in his mind, his soft voice echoed in his ears.

The fire burning in front of my eyes is not extinguished, just like thousands of bright lights that night.

He raised his hand in a daze, wanting to touch it.

The bright lamp turned into a sharp knife with the color of fire, scorching the flesh and blood that touched it.

'If the lights are always bright, the breeze will live in this life, and there will be no roads. '

What does this mean?The boy still couldn't figure it out.

I just hope that the day we meet again will bring him here to wait and see.

Thousands of miles of sea of ​​fire will never disappear, just like the ever-burning lights...

The battle intensified, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Duan Juechen sprinting with his sword.

Yu Qingfeng heaved a sigh of relief, and his strikes became more and more ruthless, eager to escape.

If he continued to fight, he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to retreat unscathed.

Now that his legs and feet are inconvenient and his old illness is sudden, he can only suppress it with spiritual power, which consumes a lot of energy.

Suddenly he heard a taunt: "Yan Chang'an Xu died long ago, are we bullying the 'widow'?"

Yu Qingfeng was in a trance for a moment, and someone found his weakness in an instant.

There was a sudden pain in his left leg, and with a bang, his back hit the tree trunk.

Blood spilled from his lips, and his body temperature suddenly rose.

The fingertips were pushed lightly, curses were cast frequently, and the cliff was in turmoil.

Unexpectedly, the old disease came fiercely, and the remaining demon energy disturbed the surging spiritual flow, and the formation gradually weakened.

Everyone dodged one after another and rushed towards Yu Qingfeng together.

In the blink of an eye, the sound of the flute was suddenly heard, and groups of snakes suddenly sprang out from all directions.

A giant python blocked the way forward, and the snake's eyes penetrated to the extreme, and everyone was entangled by the snake in an instant.

Beiming Wenfei stepped forward, picked up Yu Qingfeng, and fled towards the distance.

Because he couldn't use the demon energy, his spiritual power could only temporarily control the snake.

After a while, the sound of Yujian came from behind.

Yu Qingfeng hurriedly said: "Let me down! You run away first!"

Bei Mingwen still had a chance of winning against the six elders of Zizhumen, but Qin Yicheng was still there.

This person's cultivation base is advanced, and he can fight against Yan Guanshan, and he is by no means an idle person.

Bei Ming smiled, and suddenly shouted: "Ah Heng! Cut off their way!"

As soon as the words fell, a turbulent hurricane came out of thin air, covering the sky and the sun in an instant.

Suddenly heard several crisp sounds, the pursuers fell to the ground one after another, and the collision of blades was heard endlessly.

The invisible barrier blocked the world, although it was only for a moment, it was enough for Bei Mingwen to escape.

"Yu Qingfeng! You wait for me!!!"

"Your apprentice seriously injured my daughter! This matter will never stop!!!"

Qin Yicheng's roar came from behind, Bei Mingwen laughed mockingly, and continued to walk quickly.

I don't know how long it has been going, the sky is pale, and the dawn is approaching.

Yu Qingfeng was carried on his shoulders, the road was bumpy, and he felt a splitting headache.

Bei Ming rarely heard of Yu Jian, and what he used well was the Ming bone long whip.

"Brother, you...you let me down..."

There are whispers in the ear, weak and weak.

After a pause, he finally put the person down and sat on the mountain with Yu Qingfeng to rest.

A spiritual flow poured in to suppress the demon energy for him, and Yu Qingfeng's body temperature dropped sharply.

Taking a breath, sitting aside, Bei Mingwen said:

"I met Ah Chen and healed Jiang'er."

"At that time, we will meet together, don't worry."

Yu Qingfeng nodded, finally letting go of the heavy stone in his heart.

Raising his hand to check his left leg, the pain was unbearable as soon as he touched it.

Suddenly, a person came forward, lightly held his ankle, and poured the spiritual flow in.

The man was dressed in a crow green robe, with a gentle and handsome appearance.

But the aura around him is not as gentle as Yu Qingfeng's, and the evil spirit is extremely heavy.

This person is the master of Qimen Peak, and the main focus of the peak is Qimen secret arts.

It is similar to Qingsang Peak, but quite different.

Yu Qingfeng advocates transmutation, and the professors are all righteous methods, tough but gentle.

Yiheng advocates killing, and his strange techniques are taken from all things in the world, which can reverse Fengshui.

As soon as the disciples in the sect make a move, the ghosts of those who don't fight will be scattered, and they will never give up.

Although they have different philosophies, they are still brothers and have a very good relationship.

After searching for a while, Yi Heng frowned and said in a low voice:

"Senior brother is seriously injured, you should go back quickly."

Yu Qingfeng smiled gently, gritted his teeth and retracted his left leg, he asked: "It's all right, isn't Ah Heng coming back?"

Yiheng's whereabouts are erratic, and he rarely returns to Tianhai Sanqing, and now he misses him very much when he sees him.

Yi Heng forced a smile, and said: "His death day is coming soon, I have to live in Zizhu Mountain for a few days."

Yu Qingfeng didn't ask any more after hearing the words, but just smoothed his temples for him.

He knew what this person said was the young head of the Zizhu Sect who had died of illness, and the two had a very good personal relationship.

Beiming heard the words and said: "If Ah Heng wasn't nearby, I would have been unable to escape today."

The three looked at each other and smiled, but no one spoke, everything was kept silent.

After a few more instructions, Yi Heng left first.

Yu Qingfeng called out his saber, Bei Mingwen supported him, and the two of them drove on with their swords.

He was worried about Lin Wanjiang, and he felt extremely hurt just by looking at it.

Thinking that this person came here for him, his eyes turned red.

The morning breeze was blowing, and Bei Mingwen suddenly said, "Chang'an, maybe he has entered the demon world."

Yu Qingfeng was startled, and tremblingly said: "Yes... there is news..."

Bei Mingwen sighed softly, and said:

"Ah Chen said a few words just now, although he followed in time, he was a step behind, and only took down the approximate location."

"But that direction..."

Before he finished speaking, he didn't know how to start.

Yu Qingfeng was stunned for a while, then suddenly asked:

"Where did Chang'an go, but the location where the demons retreated back then?"