Chapter 136

Yuanmuchuan side formed a stalemate, while qianzhixue side was full of decadence.

These branches are really hard to bind tightly. Although fireball is a little useful, the branches are really thick. Silver needles can't work at all.

In this way, the branches are not hurt at all, and the spirit power of Qianqi snow has been used a lot.

"Hiss..."

Light call a, thousand sew snow to see oneself carelessly swept by the arm of the branch, suddenly a burst of startling.

I don't know what that branch is. It seems that there is a layer of mucus on the surface of the branch. If I don't look carefully, I can't find it at all. Just now, the mucus came into contact with Qianxue's body. The clothes were instantly decomposed and burned directly, as if they could directly corrode the human body!

Thousand sew snow Mou light a change, quickly take out medicine powder from the storage bag to pour on own arm, this just stopped that mucus to continue to corrode.

Rao is so. There is still a part of qiannuxue's left arm corroded. There is yellow pus on the bright red flesh. It looks disgusting and smells disgusting.

The pain in her heart made her unable to use her left arm at all. When the attack was invalid, she could only dodge left and right to avoid being attacked by the branches.

At the same time, she will also take advantage of the gap to attack with her right hand. If she is lucky at any moment, will the attack be effective?

Fortunately, qianzhixue had worked hard on her body method some time ago. Otherwise, even if she was hiding now, she would not be able to escape.

It's just that there are too many branches. If you avoid this one, you can't avoid that one. And the mucus seems to be continuously secreted from the branches. If there is a little less here, it will be replenished there immediately.

Rao Shiqian sewed snow with all her strength and was hit several times. One of her clothes had already fallen here and broken there, and her skin had been corroded in several places. Although the speed of applying medicine was fast, she still left an ugly wound, which made her sick.

Despite the pain all over, qianzhixue never intended to give up.

Because she found that although these branches can find the right direction, they seem to be unable to recognize people. As long as she attracts these branches here, they will not harm yuan Muchuan.

In this way, yuan Muchuan can concentrate on dealing with Yan Lifeng.

Once Yan Lifeng died, those branches would not be enough. Therefore, the movement of qianzhixue is getting bigger and bigger, which is to attract all the attention of the branches.

The big deal is a few more scars on the body. Compared with two fresh lives, what is it?

"Tut, yuan Muchuan, your woman is dying. Don't you go to save her?" Yan Lifeng stands in the seven Ming sword array, looking at the thousand sewing snow that jumps left and right, and says unkindly to yuan Muchuan.

Smell speech, Yuan Mu Chuan Mou color a sink, but no reply.

Seeing this, Yan Lifeng shook his head, as if to regret something.

"It's the first time I find out that you are such a cold-blooded and heartless person. No wonder you didn't care when I passed you the first jade slip. You didn't show any affectation until your elder sister Huang died. It was because you were a heartless person. It's a pity for this little girl! "

Voice down, Yan Li Feng wiped the sword in his hand, a pair of eyes looking at Yuan Mu Chuan, full of evil light.

Hearing what Yan Li Feng said, Yuan Mu Chuan's face was dim. Then he took back the seven Ming sword array, straightened his back and looked back at Yan Li Feng's eyes.

"How, I know it's not my opponent, ready to surrender and admit defeat?"

See yuan Muchuan stop, Yan Lifeng holding a sword, face distorted.

Yuan Muchuan didn't speak. His face was so quiet that it was frightening. There was a kind of peace before the storm. Suddenly, Yuan Mu Chuan sighed and looked back at qianzhe snow. The emotion in his eyes was very complicated, and the way was unclear.

But for a moment, Yuan Mu Chuan took back his eyes and looked at his hands, which were burned to the skin. His eyes twinkled, as if he had made a decision.

Seven swords appear in front of yuan Muchuan. Yuan Muchuan holds one of them and cuts his palm without hesitation. The blood kept flowing out, but it was absorbed by the sword. Moreover, yuan Muchuan's blood was flowing out faster and faster, and the amount was more and more

Gradually, yuan Muchuan's face became pale, just because he couldn't see it after being burned, but yuan Muchuan's breath was withered.

Such a scene, let Yan Lifeng heart vigilance.

Yuan Muchuan has never been a person who can do useless work. Since Yuan Muchuan can do such a serious thing, this attack must be extraordinary!

Think of here, Yan Lifeng can't help, no longer have the heart to play yuan Muchuan, Lingli surging between, the whole person like a cheetah toward yuan Muchuan quickly plunder!

Yuan Muchuan, however, kept the blood sucking posture of Qiming sword, motionless.

"Bang!"

After all, the snow was hit by the branches and immediately hit the ground, raising the dust. And the waist that was touched by the branches was suddenly in severe pain, and the mucus was mercilessly eroding the flesh and blood of thousands of sewing snow.

But now qianzhixue can't take care of these, because she sees Yan Lifeng's long sword, in the next moment is to stab yuan Muchuan's chest.

Because yuan Muchuan's back is to Qian Zhixue, Qian Zhixue can't see Qi Ming sword sucking yuan Muchuan's blood. He just feels that yuan Muchuan is standing there, as if he has accepted his life.

Such a scene makes Qianxue's eyes crack. The next moment he wants to go to yuan Muchuan and block the sword for him.

However, for the time being, not to mention her waist injury, she can't move. Even the branches dancing all over the sky will not let the thousand sewing snow fulfill her wish.

As a result, qianzhixue had to stare big eyes, hoping that yuan Muchuan would fight back and get out of the dilemma of life and death!

"Go to hell!" Yan Li Feng roared, two eyes are red, inside is all crazy smile.

Die! Die!

Only when yuan Muchuan died, all the humiliations he suffered a year ago would be washed away!

Thinking of this, Yan Lifeng's right hand suddenly sent forward, only to hear "poo Chi", the sword undoubtedly inserted into yuan Muchuan's left chest, directly through the body!

"No!"

Thousands of sewing snow sound like tearing general, the waist wound has been corroded to see the internal organs, in mid air dozens of branches aimed at thousands of sewing snow, Qi Qi toward thousands of sewing snow dive!

Just at this time, yuan Muchuan suddenly had a reaction. His big hand released the seven Ming swords, and suddenly the seven small swords began to hum together. In Yan Lifeng's eyes, he quickly rushed to the four compasses floating not far away, destroying all the four compasses as if by force!

"Son of a bitch!"

Where did Yan Lifeng think that yuan Muchuan would have this hand? He immediately took the long sword out of yuan Muchuan's body. The next moment was to cut off yuan Muchuan's head with the long sword and completely end yuan Muchuan's life!