This old man has a life saving grace to Ling Chuxi. Of course, she will not fail to save her life.
With that exclamation, Ling Chuxi leaped out like an arrow leaving the string. When he was in the air, the falling dust sword crossed a long rainbow, and the visible sword Qi penetrated the sword and stabbed the big man's chest.
Suddenly, the big man was shocked. He felt a strong sense of killing. His scalp was numb, and his whole body was covered with cold. He quickly waved his sword in front of him.
To say that, this big man also has some strength. In the early days of Tianyuan Dynasty, even in the holy land of zongmen, he was barely a master. However, in the face of Ling Chuxi, the strength that he could kill in seconds in the middle of Tianyuan was not worth mentioning. All of a sudden, in order to save people, Ling Chuxi had no time to think about it, so he directly used his killing moves.
In the sound of "Ding Ding Ding Ding", the sword in the big man's hand was broken into several pieces. Only the handle of the sword was in his hand, and a piece of blood bloomed from his chest.
The big man covered his chest, his face was dead gray, staring at Ling Chuxi. Suddenly, he shook his body and fell heavily on the ground, and then he gave up his breath. To death, the eyes are a blank, as if do not understand, the same is the early days of Tianyuan, how he died so quickly, so oppressed.
"Master, are you ok?" Ling Chuxi didn't even look at him and flew to the old man's side.
"Are you?" The old man obviously can't remember who Ling Chuxi is and looks at her suspiciously.
"Grandfather Qing, why are you here? What's the matter with you?" Jiang Wuji also rushed over and took the old man's hand and asked.
"You Are you traceless? " The old man heard the sound of Jiang Wuji, but he was not sure when he looked at his familiar face.
"Yes, grandfather Qing, I am traceless." Jiang Wuji remembered that he was wearing a mask and quickly uncovered it.
"No trace, I didn't expect that it was you who came back. If I could see you before I died, I could die in peace." Qinglao tightly held the river's hands and shed a few tears. As soon as the voice fell, a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell to the ground.
"Grandfather Qing!" Jiang Wuji is busy supporting his body, holding his hand tightly, showing a rare look of panic. Jiang Wuji traveled from south to north. He saw many big waves. It was the first time that people saw such a flustered look on his face.
"He was poisoned." Ling Chuxi was also a little surprised. Looking at the fight between xianqianqing and the man, he thought it was hurt. But now there was a faint smell of medicine in the blood, which was obviously poisoned.
"Poisoning?" With the strength of the late Qing Dynasty, ordinary poisons do not work on him at all. Since he is seriously poisoned, the poison will not be ordinary poison.
"No trace, you have finally figured it out and are willing to come back, but you are late. Qingfengzong is doomed to perish this time. You'd better go, how far, and never come back." The old man of Qing Dynasty kindly said to Jiang Wuji, but the light in his eyes gradually faded down.
He had been poisoned, and he was weak under the long-distance attack. When he fought with the big man just now, his blood was running fast, and the toxicity was deep into the meridians. He had reached the point where the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry. Only by will did he persist until now. He's going to run out of it.
"Grandfather Qing, don't talk first." Jiang Wuji knew that with Qing Lao's current situation, every time he said more words, he would consume more energy, and he would be closer to death, so he stopped him.
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