Brother is always slapping his face

There is something in He Liancong's words. It will not be too late for Mo Zhannan to catch him and go back. Jia Jingyu will definitely not let him be taken away by you. Although your peerless swordsmanship is infinitely powerful, Jia Jingyu is not an ordinary person. , When two tigers fight, there must be an injury. Dad doesn't want you to have something to do, let's go, keep the green hills, and don't worry about running out of firewood.

Mo Zhannan also pondered in his heart, He Liancong and He Lianyue's aggressive attack was definitely not a whim, but must have been prepared. Jingyu and I just took the Jiaolong Yuandan, so we had no chance to absorb it. At this time, Jingyu If he fights with He Lianyue, it will be very unfavorable to him, it will hurt his vitality, and the consequences will be unpredictable.

The only way to advance is to retreat to buy favorable time for Jia Jingyu.What's more, it is impossible for Master himself to ignore it.

"Helian Yue, if you let my master go, I will go with you." Mo Zhannan repeated clearly.

Jia Jingyu couldn't bear the words he said, so he said coldly, "He Lianyue, if you want to take Mo Zhannan away, first ask me if I will accept the Qiushuang Sword..."

"Very good, I just want to compete with you..." He Lianyue Feng slammed his sword, the light on the blade turned slightly, his face was frosty, and he preemptively struck.

When the two swords touched, the stars were shocked by electricity, and sparks flew everywhere. He Lianyue was determined to take Mo Zhannan away, and tried her best, including the peerless swordsmanship she had recently practiced.

Like Avalokitesvara, he emerges endlessly, and Jia Jingyu is overwhelmed by the ever-changing swordsmanship moves.

Soon, the Jiaolong Yuandan in Jia Jingyu's body began to cause trouble. It hadn't been well integrated with its new owner. Now, Jia Jingyu mobilized the spiritual power in his body, but it became a restraint and resistance.

Jia Jingyu forcibly suppressed it without showing any signs of expression. The Qiushuang sword was integrated with other people's swords, and their spirits and minds were interlinked.

While he wanted to forcibly suppress the spiritual power released by Jiaolong Yuandan, he also wanted to mobilize the spiritual energy to drive the Qiushuang sword. He was struggling and fighting very hard.

He Lianyue is not much better than Jia Jingyu, he is arrogant and eager for success, even though he is very talented, his father spent half his life practicing the eighth level of the peerless swordsmanship, and he was young enough to conquer up the ninth floor.

However, he had a demonic obstacle in his heart, and he wanted to take Mo Zhannan away wholeheartedly, but he didn't master it well enough to comprehend the mysteries of martial arts. His way of doing this consumes an astonishing amount of spiritual power, which is tantamount to "killing chickens to get eggs" or "fishing for eggs". All harm but no benefit.

Of course, Mo Zhannan would not stand by and hold his sword to help out. At this moment, due to the tug-of-war between Jiaolong's Yuandan and Tianmo's spiritual power, Mo Zhannan was too busy to take care of himself, so he could only wield his sword in a regular manner, and could not show his true level .

Seeing the thin, slender, elegant Mo Zhannan coming to help Jia Jingyu and attacking him, He Lianyue's heart sank, and he cursed secretly: Mayfly shakes the tree, you can't control yourself!

Rong Weichuan and Xue Wenlin, as well as the masters and disciples of the Taihe School, including He Liancong and his subordinates, did not dare to show their atmosphere, and followed the three people's meteor-like figures with fear.

This is not a "Heroes' Meeting" where friends are met by martial arts, this is a duel of masters who change rapidly and fight each other by fate.

Their victory or defeat directly affects the life and death of the two gangs.

He Lianyue didn't want to procrastinate, mobilized all the spiritual power in her body, and cast a thousand swords at once. Jia Jingyu and Mo Zhannan's expressions changed, and they raised their swords and waved their spiritual powers. Everyone felt a strong airflow blowing towards their faces, like a heat wave, and everyone was shaken backwards, forcibly retreating.

At this time, Xue Wenlin, who was pressed against the neck by He Liancong with a sword, saw that He Liancong also retreated uncontrollably. When he was distracted, he backhanded his palm and almost hit Heliancong's shoulder. He quickly dodged Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xue Wenlin escaped successfully.

Jia Jingyu, Mo Zhannan and He Lianyue were located in the center of the airflow, they were hit too hard, they danced and were bounced away in mid-air.

Jia Jingyu held Mo Zhannan in his arms for a second, filling up the human shield.

Hearing a grunt from the senior brother behind him suddenly, Mo Zhannan quickly stood up from his arms, turned around to help him, saw his lips were bleeding, his face was paper-colored, and heartbroken, he whispered: "Jingyu, you, what are you doing?" Sample?"

When Jia Jingyu was blown away, he desperately protected Mo Zhannan, so that his back collided head-on with the incomparably hard wall. Even though Mo Zhannan was as light as a swallow, he didn't weigh much at first, but, He was also blown away by the air current, so, he was pressed against Jia Jingyu's heart, and fell from the sky like a boulder, with astonishing strength.

"Jingyu..." Mo Zhannan gently wiped the blood from the corner of Jia Jingyu's mouth with his sleeve.

He Lianyue hit a towering tree with his back, grinned in pain, and rubbed his back with his hands. However, when he saw that Jia Jingyu was worse than himself, he couldn't get up at all, his eyes lit up like arrows leaving the string With a whoosh, his figure flickered, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Mo Zhannan's side and grabbed his slender wrist.

"Let go of me!" Mo Zhannan scolded angrily.

As soon as the words came out, He Lianyue's hand clenched even tighter. The beauty in the dream was surrounded by smoke, she was near and far away, and she couldn't catch her no matter what. She tried her best to catch him, how could she be so easy? let go...

Jia Jingyu's eyes widened suddenly, he released his spiritual power, and got up quickly. This was the last bit of spiritual power remaining in his body. His big hand was like iron tongs, and he grabbed Mo Zhannan's other wrist. After grabbing it, he died. Hold tight.

Just like that, Mo Zhannan's left and right wrists were grabbed by Jia Jingyu and He Lianyue respectively. When He Lianyue pulled his right hand forcefully, the long sword in Mo Zhannan's hand fell to the ground with a clang. .

The disciples of the Taihe faction lit up the long swords in their hands, with murderous intent in their eyes, and the disciples of the Helian family also clenched their long swords tightly, refusing to budge an inch.

He Lianyue pulled Mo Zhannan with all her strength, almost breaking his wrist. Soon, Mo Zhannan's delicate skin showed a glaring red mark.

At this time, Jia Jingyu didn't say a word in order not to let He Lianyue find out that he was holding on, because there was thick blood gushing from his throat in his mouth.

Moreover, he didn't dare to use too much force to pull Mo Zhannan. His arms are so slender and fragile, and it is very likely that if he is not careful, his wrist will be broken. In order to take care of him, Jia Jingyu's footsteps Involuntarily, he moved forward a few steps with Helian Yue's pull.

At the same time, Mo Zhannan held his arm through Jia Jingyu, made skin-to-skin contact, and used his spiritual power to find out that his breathing was unstable and his physical condition was extremely bad.

That's right, they all took Jiaolong Yuandan, and before they could be used by me, they fought with He Lianyue today and lost their vitality.

Thinking of this, Mo Zhannan stared at Jia Jingyu, hesitated to speak, and was speechless, only shook his head slightly at him, and comforted him to let go with his eyes.